Appearing Like a Heavenly God, Left Path Encounters

Noticing Xiao Qian stirring inside the chest, Chu Ge frowned as he looked at the Yellow Turban Sect thugs rapidly closing in from both sides. He said to Wang Xiuyun, "We'll each find an opportunity to break through from the rear. If we get separated, we'll regroup in the Prefectural City."

Wang Xiuyun immediately understood his intention. There were fewer thugs attacking from the rear, and there was more than one official road leading to the Prefectural City.

If they couldn't win later, they'd have to flee separately. She immediately agreed.

At this moment, Chu Ge had already dismounted and leaped onto the carriage, taking the reins from the deceased driver beside him.

Everything inside the carriage was his hard-earned fortune. He couldn't let these bandits take it; he had to take it all with him.

He had barely gotten the carriage under control when a group of thugs from behind charged forward with shouts of "Yaho yaho!"

Seeing Chu Ge's sturdy and tall physique, they knew he was a trained Martial Cultivator. Several of them immediately drew their sabers and attacked.

"Attack!"

"Kill him directly!"

Chu Ge's expression was icy. He drew a long spear from the carriage, obtained from Fu Wei's bandit lair, his Qi and Blood surging as he spurred the horse forward.

With a raise of his hand, several spear thrusts shot out like lightning.

Even though he controlled his strength to the Bone Training Realm, his speed and power far surpassed ordinary people.

These attacking thugs were, at most, Muscle Refining Martial Masters. How could they possibly resist?

With a few 'swish' sounds of the spear, the scene was instantly like a gust of cold wind sweeping through.

One man in front felt a chill in his chest, followed by a sharp pain. He couldn't help but let out a piercing cry. The next moment, he collapsed to the ground, twitching and dead.

Another man suddenly felt a pain in his forehead, pierced by a spear. His strength vanished, and with a flick of Chu Ge's spear shaft, he fell to the ground with a 'thump'.

The thugs nearby or behind were startled. They watched as Chu Ge rapidly drove the carriage out of the encirclement.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Three figures quickly roared and charged again, attacking Chu Ge in a triangular formation, like pincers surrounding him as they fought together.

With a loud 'clang!'

Sparks flew as the long spear and blades collided, the sound audible throughout the area.

Chu Ge's body trembled. He feigned a flushed face, his biceps bulging as power erupted. Then, with a shake of the spear shaft, like a coiling python, he instantly threw the three attackers back.

Seeing Chu Ge about to escape, the Yellow Turban thugs on the periphery roared in anger and shot arrows and crossbow bolts at the horses, determined to keep him there.

"Get lost!!"

Chu Ge shouted, his long spear transforming into a thousand shadows. All the arrows aimed at the horses were deflected and shot back towards the surrounding thugs.

Seeing some Yellow Turban thugs with bloodshot eyes, charging forward with utter disregard for their lives.

Chu Ge knew he couldn't get entangled now. His Qi and Blood surged as he let out a long roar, "Those who block me die!"

He directly leaped onto the horse, squeezed its belly, and charged out with the carriage, thrusting his spear.

With a loud 'clang!'

The spear pierced straight through!

The Muscle Refining Warrior charging in front had his tiger's mouth split open, his saber flying away. He immediately fell backward, looking up at the sky.

'Bang--'

The moment the corpse hit the ground, a spot of red on its forehead rapidly expanded. Blood gushed out like a spring. The hand gripping the saber loosened, and it rolled to the side, making a faint clattering sound against the ground.

'Whoosh--'

The remaining Yellow Turban thugs around were awestruck by Chu Ge's might and couldn't help but slow their charge.

"Giddy up--"

Chu Ge, holding his spear, sat upright on his galloping horse. His retreating figure, in Wang Xiuyun's eyes, looked like a divine being.

It was the first time she had seen Chu Ge fight. She had heard before that Chu Ge had repelled bandits.

But she had never witnessed such a heroic and valiant scene. She felt his combat experience was truly formidable.

This level of combat experience and strength made her previous doubts resurface.

Could a young man from a small town truly possess such skills after only two and a half years of martial arts training?

However, soon, Chu Ge's image of speeding away was shattered.

He quickly grabbed handfuls of poison powder and lime powder from a bag on the horse's belly and scattered them rapidly. Instantly, smoke filled the air.

Seizing this opportunity, Chu Ge sped off with the carriage towards a fork in the road not far away.

The Yellow Turban thugs who had just caught up were instantly enveloped in the poisonous mist, their expressions changing as they cried out in pain.

"Poison?!"

Wang Xiuyun was stunned. Seeing this, she quickly took advantage of the fact that many Yellow Turban thugs were distracted and hadn't turned back to pursue yet, and immediately drove her carriage towards another fork in the road to escape.

The Yellow Turban thugs finally managed to escape the poisonous mist. Seeing the duck they had almost cooked fly away with such resilience, and having lost many men themselves, they were all furious.

They especially hated Chu Ge, who had killed many of them right from the start of the fight, grinding their teeth in hatred.

Never have I seen such a shameless person!

He's already so strong, yet he resorted to poison and lime powder when running away. How utterly shameless.

The leader of the Yellow Turban thugs, who was attacking the merchant caravan not far ahead, saw the battle behind them. His anger flared, and he let out a furious roar.

Hearing the roar, the other Yellow Turban thugs seemed to get a surge of energy. Their morale reignited, and they joined in with continuous, loud shouts.

This roaring sound seemed to be some kind of signal they were passing to each other.

After the roaring stopped, they no longer pursued Chu Ge and the others. Instead, they began to tighten their encirclement and consolidate their gains.

"Hmm? It failed? That's quite strange. We're still far from the Prefectural City, so how could there be such a tough opponent?"

In the nearby mountains, an old man sitting by a stream and fishing heard the distant roaring. He suddenly raised his head, took off his bamboo hat, revealing a face covered in scars and a peculiar glint in his eyes.

"This mission cannot afford to fail. As long as they aren't experts from the Blood Ranking, they must be captured to ensure the safety of the altar."

His ears twitched. He channeled his Qi and Blood, faintly hearing the sound of horse hooves and carriage wheels on the road not far away.

He suddenly threw aside his fishing rod, leaped up, and swiftly moved through the forest using his movement technique.

The surrounding forest scenery blurred and rushed past behind him as the old man soared away, heading straight for the carriage speeding down the desolate path.

"Crank, crank, crank—"

The carriage sped along, its wheels almost dancing on the rough, uneven mountain road. The entire carriage shook as if it were about to fall apart.

Chu Ge, riding on horseback, casually tossed the ladle of poison powder he was holding into his pack and removed the mask covering his face.

His response to thugs who fought without honor was simple: fight with even less honor and see who's the bigger scoundrel.

Suddenly, he felt a burning sensation on his waist. The Auspicious Ruyi Charm was giving him an urgent warning, and his heart immediately tensed.

In that very instant, terrifying, cold beams of light flashed through the nearby forest, almost silently.

While swiftly parrying with his spear, Chu Ge flipped backward onto the roof of the carriage.

A crisp sound of metal clashing against metal rang out as many poisoned caltrops were knocked away.

However, a few still slipped through and struck the horse.

"Hee-haw—"

The horse cried out in pain and reared up, causing the carriage to sway like a ship on a giant wave. The blood that emerged from the horse's body quickly turned black.

"Poison!?"

Chu Ge's gaze sharpened. He quickly looked towards the direction of the forest and saw a short, stout old man stepping off a tree branch and descending with a leisurely air. The old man stared at Chu Ge with peculiar eyes and suddenly sneered.

"Good kid, you actually sensed my poisoned caltrops in advance. That's not typical behavior for someone in the Bone Training Realm. You dare to hide your strength in front of me? You truly have courage."

Chu Ge stared intently at the old man and said coldly, "Are you also from the Yellow Turban Sect?"

As he spoke, he quickly held his breath, preventing the old man from using any other silent poison methods through the air.

His mind raced, thinking that he had encountered an old fellow who also practiced unorthodox methods. Not only was his strength definitely in the Blood Change Realm, but his skills with hidden weapons and poison were also extraordinary.