Thunderbolt Immortal Technique

"Spirit beast, my ass!" Gu Family's Thirteenth Young Master sprang to his feet, bent down to grab a wooden stick wrapped in cotton cloth, and held it over the campfire until it caught.

These were homemade torches. The strips of cloth were soaked in animal fat; once lit at night, they could be used to travel.

With a leap, he landed on a horse's back and shouted, "Chase them! That thing must belong to the Gu Family!"

Gu Family's Thirteenth Young Master had seen it clearly. That two-wheeled vehicle could roll on its own, emit a dazzling white light, and, most importantly—it could carry people!

This strange object far surpassed anything he had ever seen before.

At that moment, he had only one conviction: even if they had to kill those two, they had to keep that object.

As for where the divine physician had come from or what backing he had, none of it mattered in the face of that determination.

Gu Shisan moved quickly, and the others were no slower. They mounted their horses and gave chase.

Old Sixth was the last to mount. He grabbed Jia Xingwang and tossed him onto the horse's back. "Can't leave you brat here."

They had acted so hastily that they had not even had time to gather the luggage on the ground. There were some valuables inside, and it would be troublesome if this fellow made off with them.

Of course, Old Sixth had not taken the boy merely because he could not bear to part with those odds and ends. They wanted to track those two down, and the boy might come in handy at some point.

Old Sixth was only ten-odd seconds behind, yet Gu Shisan had already rushed nearly a hundred meters ahead.

Which was faster, a motorcycle