Are You?

Song Shuhang currently has two Stench Pills, which he originally intended to use against the 'Altar Master', but Stench Pill were not used when he killed the Altar Master.

Hopefully, this uncle's cultivation level hasn't reached the Third-Grade yet, otherwise the Stench Pill won't be effective.

At the same time, Song Shuhang secretly pinched a 'Armor Talisman' with his other hand.

Snap your fingers and flick them hard!

The Stench Pill hit the ground, its outer shell cracking open. In an instant, a thick, black, smoky mist enveloped the entire room. This was followed by an overwhelming stench, a mixture of all the world's foul smells.

An ordinary person would feel acid reflux from just a whiff of it, but a cultivator whose sense of smell is dozens or even hundreds of times stronger than an ordinary person after opening their Nose Aperture would find the smell incredibly sour and refreshing.

"Ugh, what is that... Ugh!" The goofy uncle fell for it immediately. He clutched his throat, like a landlubber who had fallen into the water, wishing he could squeeze the stench that had entered his trachea out of his throat and trachea!

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Song Shuhang jumped up and down as if his feet were springy, reaching the bedside and picking up 'Su Clan’s Sixteen' along with the sheets.

After undergoing Body Tempering and foundation building cultivation, the weight of an ordinary person in Shuhang's hands is about the same as that of a wooden stick. It will not affect his movements.

Immediately afterward, Shuhang rushed towards the door without looking back—he had intended to escape through the window to avoid passing by the uncle again.

But it was the fifth floor outside, Song Shuhang knew his own limitations. If he jumped from the fifth floor, it would be game over. So, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and turn back from in front of the uncle, escaping through the door.

"Ugh... ugh... you liar!" The goofy uncle isn't really stupid; he just lacks some common sense.

When he saw Song Shuhang carrying the young member of the Su Clan away through the thick fog, he understood Shuhang's target—this big liar! He kept saying he wasn't a liar, and he had actually fallen for his trick! How despicable!

The man's anger was welling up inside!

As Shuhang leaped past him carrying the young member of the Su Clan, the uncle grabbed at Shuhang forcefully, shouting, "Stop right there!"

This claw is capable of piercing five finger-sized holes in a hospital wall with high armor. If it were to grab Shuhang, it would surely leave him with five small holes as a souvenir.

"Armor!" At the critical moment, Song Shuhang activated the power of the 'Armor Talisman' without hesitation! The spiritual power within the Talisman Treasure surged out, transforming into a layer of close-fitting defensive armor around Song Shuhang. This thin layer of light armor could withstand the full-force attacks of cultivators below the Third-Grade!

Clang! The uncle's claws, capable of splitting mountains and piercing rocks, struck the 'Armor Talisman' defense with all their might, but only produced a string of sparks.

Instead, a rebounding force came from the 'Armor Talisman' defense, throwing the uncle flying and slamming him heavily against the wall of the ward.

Using the force of the uncle's grab, Song Shuhang shot out of the ward like an arrow—he had deliberately left the door open when he entered the ward to facilitate his escape.

The middle-aged man shook his head, and after a long while, he managed to get up, leaning against the wall. The sudden rebound force not only made his arm numb, but also caused him to miss the best opportunity to intercept Shuhang.

By the time he got up, Song Shuhang had already run quite a distance.

"Damn it!" the uncle roared angrily, his body surging forward as he chased after Shuhang's trail.

This time, we absolutely cannot let the Su Clan's descendant escape! This could very well be his last chance, and the Su Clan won't allow this descendant to linger outside for so long!

"Hey, I told you, don't run around in the hospital corridors!" The young nurse arrived late and shouted at the departing man.

The older man had no time to pay attention to the nurse this time; instead, he sped up and disappeared from her sight.

Song Shuhang was sprinting downstairs, his mind racing. "Where should I escape to?"

The first person he thought of was Senior Medicine Master; going there would have undoubtedly been the best refuge. Unfortunately... Senior Medicine Master had gone on a long trip, taking Jiang Ziyan with him.

Besides seeking help from Medicine Master, Song Shuhang still had two 'Sword Talisman' left, which, once used, would be enough to deal with Second-Grade Cultivator. However, this goofy uncle was not the Altar Master, Song Shuhang had no intention of 'killing' him.

Or should we find a hospital room to hide in for now?

No, what if that uncle is just guarding the door downstairs? He can't stay in the hospital forever! Besides, we don't know if he has any companions. It would be easy for him to be caught hiding in the ward.

"Alright, I need to get out of the hospital first, and then find a place to hide. If possible, I should contact Senior Su Clan’s Seven as soon as possible; he should be approaching the Jiangnan area," Song Shuhang thought to himself.

At this moment, the woman in his arms, possibly 'Su Clan’s Sixteen,' spoke in a cool voice: 'I never thought there really were such a meddlesome good-natured person in the world as you.'

He couldn't hear it clearly through the wall before, but now that the woman is in Shuhang's arms, that voice... why does it sound so familiar?

Song Shuhang glanced down at the woman in his arms. Short hair, no makeup but still pretty; because of her petite figure, she looked young; she was a cute and beautiful girl!

"Huh? Huh? Huh?" Song Shuhang couldn't help but exclaim in surprise as he ran.

This girl is the one I encountered twice, the one who was pinned against the wall by a delinquent both times, but whose fighting skills are off the charts.

"It's you?" Song Shuhang recognized the girl. He thought for a moment and tentatively asked, "Did I meddle and do something unnecessary again this time?"

This girl is a formidable fighter. Maybe she's feigning weakness to wait for that older man to get close, then she'll give him a good beating?

"Hmph." The short-haired girl turned her head, like a proud rooster.

But then, the girl in his arms said in a barely audible voice, "Thank you this time..."

She had just taken painkillers and felt weak all over. If that man had wanted to hurt her, she wouldn't have been able to fight back at all. Shuhang really saved her this time.

"What did you just say?" Song Shuhang was too preoccupied with his escape route to hear clearly.

He didn't take the elevator downstairs; that uncle was much faster than the elevator, and he could have been waiting for him at the elevator entrance in no time!

"Th... thank you," the short-haired girl said in a voice barely audible.

This time, Shuhang finally understood.

"You actually thank others?" Song Shuhang laughed.

The girl in his arms grinned, feeling utterly annoyed by talking to Song Shuhang. It made thanking him seem like she'd done something wrong. She just wasn't particularly talkative, not impolite. "Where are you planning to run off to?"

"The place we can run to is too far, let's just take it one step at a time for now," Song Shuhang replied, the defense formed by the 'Armor Talisman' on his body growing weaker and weaker, on the verge of being extinguished.

"... I can hear the footsteps of that uncle from the Immortal Farmer Sect chasing after us. In no more than fifty seconds, he will catch up with us," the short-haired girl said calmly.

In other words, I might collapse in fifty seconds?

We absolutely cannot let them catch up!

Song Shuhang sprinted at full speed, leaping down long staircases in one bound.

In less than ten seconds, Song Shuhang had already run downstairs to the ward.

Coincidentally, an empty taxi slowly pulled up in the waiting area, waiting for passengers to get in, before the driver had a chance to turn off the engine.

"Taxi!" Song Shuhang was overjoyed. He picked up Su Clan’s Sixteen and ran quickly towards a taxi.

The door opened and I got in the car—it only took three seconds.

"Where are you two going?" The taxi driver gave Song Shuhang and the little girl wrapped in a sheet in his arms a strange look—was this... a prelude to eloping?

For a moment, Song Shuhang couldn't think of a good place to escape to.

At this moment, Su Clan’s Sixteen spoke up, "Great Fortune District!"