After escaping Great Asa's probing, Chen Yi had remained locked in a running battle with Muhage, Wenkela, and the others.
Sometimes he used the cover of night to grievously wound a Barbarian Tribe Ten-Thousand-Man Commander; sometimes he used the painting scroll in his hands to conjure illusory figures and slow their pursuit.
It worked well enough at first, but later, Muhage and Wenkela seemed to guess his purpose. No matter what methods he used, the barbarians stayed together and pursued him toward Mengshui Pass.
Seeing this, Chen Yi knew there was little point in continuing to tangle with Muhage and the others. He immediately shook them off and headed straight for Mengshui Pass.
He knew that, with Chu Xiudao's cultivation base and techniques, the old man should be able to hold out for a while, so he headed north along the foot of Lal Mountain.
Only after spending roughly an hour and a half did he find Xiao Fengchun and Fu Wanqing and save them with his sword.
Seeing him arrive, Xiao Fengchun could not help breathing a sigh of relief. "Young Brother Chen, you've had to rescue us again."
Chen Yi glanced at him. "Marquis Xiao, Madam Xiao, Mengshui Pass isn't far now. Hurry over."
Wenkela, Muhage, and Yu Yueren, the disciple Great Asa had dispatched, were all on their way and could arrive at any moment.
To keep the shock waves of the fighting from hurting Xiao Fengchun and Fu Wanqing, Chen Yi could only have them leave first.
Xiao Fengchun hesitated briefly. Seeing the barbarian scouts closing in around them and Chu Xiudao fighting Tuluo off to one side, he gritted his teeth and bowed. "Words cannot express my gratitude for this great kindness!"
"Once this is over, I will repay you generously!"
Chen Yi nodded slightly