Myriad Spirit Sect Disciple

After a hundred breaths, the big man had swung his sword more than a dozen times, used up over thirty defense talismans, and was panting heavily.

The big man gasped, "Kid, how many more talismans do you have? Is this ever going to end? I don't believe I can't hack you to death."

With that, he continued to swing his sword at Wang Daoyuan. Wang Daoyuan was also not doing well. Although the Golden Armor Talisman was blocking, his body still bore some of the force. Even though it was a small portion, after more than ten attacks, Wang Daoyuan still felt his Blood Essence surging.

It wasn't Wang Daoyuan's style to just take hits without fighting back. He took out a few Thorn Talismans and threw them directly at the big man. Several phantom images of thorns, as thick as an adult's arm, appeared out of thin air and shot towards the big man.

The thorns hit the phantom armor and disappeared without a trace, and the earth armor also dimmed slightly. Wang Daoyuan didn't expect these thorns to be of much use; his goal was to deplete the big man's Spiritual Power.

In the Five Elements, wood overcomes earth. Although the wood-attribute attack was weak, due to the elemental counter, the efficiency of depleting the opponent's Spiritual Power was actually much higher than other attributes.

If it continued like this, with over four hundred Tier One Talismans and a few Tier Two Talismans in hand, it was truly uncertain who would kill whom.

Of course, this was assuming the opponent had no other secret techniques. If the opponent had offensive secret techniques, even if they weren't very strong, a Tier Two secret technique could easily deal with a Qi Refining seventh-layer cultivator. Even with defense talismans, it would be difficult to withstand.

Continuing to stall like this wasn't a solution, and neither of them wanted to continue. After all, this place was only about a hundred miles from the battlefield. Wang Daoyuan feared that others would pursue him, and then he would have no way to escape.

The big man, on the other hand, wanted to claim Wang Daoyuan's possessions for himself. If others came to help, he would have to share. Wang Daoyuan's reckless use of talismans clearly marked him as a fat sheep, and sharing would be too much of a loss. If someone who came to help turned malicious and dealt with him as well, that would be an even greater loss.

Wang Daoyuan didn't dare to stall any longer. He activated a Divine Movement Talisman and fled rapidly eastward.

Seeing Wang Daoyuan flee, the big man didn't get angry; instead, he became happy.

He had been fighting here for some time and was worried about someone intercepting him. This kid was actively choosing to move the fight elsewhere; he was so considerate. He wouldn't torment him when he dealt with him later; he'd just give him a quick end.

As for whether he could capture Wang Daoyuan, he had never considered that. He was a dignified Foundation Establishment first-layer cultivator; what surprises could there be in taking down a junior at the seventh layer of Qi Refining? Could a cooked duck still fly away?

This Qi Refining junior was doomed. Even a Golden Core ancestor couldn't save him.

However, the speed at which this kid was escaping was a bit too fast. It was his fault for cultivating earth-attribute techniques, which were slow.

The big man had just successfully reached Foundation Establishment and hadn't yet mastered the Sword Control Technique, so he couldn't fly on a sword. He could only expend Spiritual Power and chase on foot. Due to his cultivation technique, he couldn't catch up to Wang Daoyuan, who had used the Divine Movement Talisman, for a while.

The big man chased desperately, slowly closing the distance. Once within Wang Daoyuan's talisman attack range, he would be bombarded with several offensive talismans. The big man could only condense his earth armor to resist the attacks.

This way, the big man had to slow down, or even stop, and the distance between him and Wang Daoyuan would widen again.

The two chased and fled, toiling for five to six hours, and traveled over a thousand miles. At such a distance, no one should have their surveillance range extended beyond a thousand miles. Moreover, there were countless large and small mountain peaks between this location and the Cart Gorge battlefield.

Wang Daoyuan arrived at a valley. This place could be considered picturesque, and killing this idiot here would be doing him justice.

After being chased for over a thousand miles, Wang Daoyuan had a pretty good understanding of the big man's background. This fellow had just reached Foundation Establishment and hadn't had time to cultivate the Sword Control Technique or Tier Two spells. Compared to a peak Qi Refining cultivator, he only had more abundant Spiritual Power, and his Tier One spells were more powerful. In terms of combat methods, there was no qualitative improvement.

This fellow could only bully cultivators below the peak of Qi Refining. Let alone dealing with other Foundation Establishment cultivators, even peak Qi Refining cultivators would require considerable effort for him to capture. The elites among peak Qi Refining cultivators, such as Uncle Twelve, could even kill him.

Wang Daoyuan analyzed the big man's personality and other aspects: this fellow severely lacked worldly experience, his analysis of enemy and ally strength was insufficient, and he was too simple-minded. Seeing that Wang Daoyuan was wealthy, he chased after him like a mad dog.

This fellow's Spiritual Power was severely depleted, and he couldn't use Tier Two spells. At this moment, his combat strength was only at the level of a peak Qi Refining cultivator, and not even a strong one at that. Of course, his physical body was still much stronger than a peak Qi Refining cultivator, but as long as he hadn't cultivated a body-refining technique, he was just one Golden Sword Talisman away from defeat.

And the fact that he didn't realize he might be killed in return suggested he was likely a disciple of some powerful faction, living under the protection of his elders. This was his first time out on business without experiencing hardship.

This fellow's status in his sect or family was likely not very high. After fighting for so long, he only had that earthy yellow long sword, no talismans or other magic tools, and no powerful spells. If he had powerful elders, how could he be so poor?

If the big man could hear Wang Daoyuan's thoughts, he would absolutely burst into tears. If he wasn't desperate for money, who would go to such lengths to chase a junior Qi Refining cultivator for a thousand miles?

His name was Zhang Dacheng. He was a disciple of the Myriad Spirit Sect, the strongest among the three major sects of the Zhao Kingdom. His parents were ordinary people, and he joined the Myriad Spirit Sect without any connections, becoming just an ordinary disciple. He toiled diligently in the sect for decades, finally accumulating enough contribution points to exchange for a Foundation Establishment Pill and successfully reach Foundation Establishment.

However, his assets were wiped out overnight. Apart from this top-grade Tier One magic tool, he had nothing else to show for himself. He didn't even have enough contribution points to learn the Sword Control Technique, a standard for Foundation Establishment cultivators, and Tier Two magic tools were even more out of reach.

This time, the Myriad Spirit Sect was scheming against the Netherworld Sect. Hearing that there was an opportunity to obtain Spirit Stones, he volunteered to come and earn some extra money.

Long before he made his move, he was ambushed from afar and had already noticed Wang Daoyuan.

Wang Daoyuan's behavior of scattering talismans like money led him to believe that this was a fat sheep. Not to mention anything else, just that stack of talismans he took out was worth one to two thousand Spirit Stones! Moreover, Wang Daoyuan's disregard for those talismans made him even more certain that this fat sheep was exceptionally rich.

As long as he could capture this fat sheep, he could exchange for the Sword Control Technique, and even buy another Tier Two magic tool.

Greed for wealth moved him. When Wang Daoyuan fled underground, Zhang Dacheng unhesitatingly pursued him. Wang Daoyuan burrowed ten feet underground, and even with his Spiritual Sense, he couldn't track him.

However, the Myriad Spirit Sect was famous for controlling insects and beasts. Every disciple in the sect raised spirit beasts or spirit insects. Zhang Dacheng was no exception; he raised an Earth-Drilling Rat. An adult Earth-Drilling Rat had peak Tier One strength. With sufficient resources, it had a high chance of breaking through to Tier Two.

The Earth-Drilling Rat was not very good at combat; its only specialty was burrowing. Zhang Dacheng's Earth-Drilling Rat was at peak Tier One and could easily travel within a hundred feet underground, and its speed far surpassed the Earth Escape Technique of cultivators of the same level.

Wang Daoyuan used the Earth Escape Talisman to travel underground at a depth of ten feet, and the Earth-Drilling Rat had been tracking him all along. It could be said that Wang Daoyuan had never truly escaped Zhang Dacheng's sight.

Zhang Dacheng was indeed as Wang Daoyuan had guessed; he had never ventured out for training and had entered the sect since childhood. He accumulated contribution points by working within the sect. This was the first time he had left the sect's mountain gate since he began cultivating.