The streak of azure light was unmistakably a blue arrow. Judging by its spiritual-energy fluctuations, it was a Fifth-Grade Magic Treasure.
Shi Yue seized the opportunity to make a hand seal. The Fire Phoenix Wings blazed brighter, and his escape speed more than doubled.
"A Fifth-Grade Flying Magic Treasure? No, at that speed, it must be at least a Sixth-Grade Flying Magic Treasure. Damn it, hurry after them! They're only Nascent Soul Cultivators; they can't get far." The Middle-aged Scholar cursed and turned into a streak of black escape light, chasing after them.
"Fellow Daoist Shi, put me down and run on your own! I can hold them off for a while. If you carry me, neither of us will get away," Qu Feiyan suggested.
"Abandon you at a time like this? What kind of man would that make me? Just hold on tight. I won't leave you behind."
Hearing this, warmth filled Qu Feiyan's heart, and tenderness shone in her beautiful eyes. This miser still cares about me. I guess I was worrying over nothing.
Judging by the situation, someone must have set their sights on her. The three Spirit Transmutation Realm cultivators behind them had clearly come specifically for her. But she'd dared to leave the marketplace, so she naturally had something to rely on.
"They're Spirit Transmutation Realm cultivators. Your Flying Magic Treasure is a fine one, but shaking off three of them will still be difficult." As Qu Feiyan spoke, she took out a palm-sized piece of white jade. Its surface was covered with rice-grain-sized runes, and it radiated astonishing spiritual-energy fluctuations.
It was a Sixth-Grade Talisman, a teleportation jade talisman that could send them three thousand miles at random. That distance was beyond the reach of a Void Refining Cultivator's spiritual sense. A sudden escape