In the ancient city, morning sunlight streamed down. In the inn room, the door opened, and a beautiful figure stepped out. Her plain, unadorned face, untouched by makeup, only made her even more captivating.
Dan Ji watched the guests coming and going on the first floor. After a moment, she turned and went back into the room.
It was time to leave. Otherwise, the Yin Gui Sect's people would catch up.
Inside the room, Dan Ji bound the man on the bed to her back with white silk, then headed outside.
Not long after the two left, several figures emerged from thin air in the inn room. Mei Ji stepped forward, picked up a jade vial, and examined it before saying, "This belongs to Dan Ji. She should not have gone far."
"Pursue them," Qi Feiyin said coldly.
As his words fell, the void twisted, and the figures vanished once more.
Outside the city, Dan Ji hurried eastward. Though all her cultivation had been lost, the body she had tempered for a hundred years was still beyond ordinary people. Her steps were swift as she sped away.
Behind her, streaks of light flashed past, vanishing in an instant, too fast to make out.
Dan Ji sensed them. Turning back, her expression changed, and she quickened her pace further.
A hundred li outside the city lay a dense forest. Dan Ji stopped, lowered the man from her back, carefully hid him away, and gave him one lingering look before continuing her escape.
Outside the forest, before she had fled another fifty li, the void twisted, and figures appeared, catching up to her.
"Fourth Sister, there is nowhere left for you to run," Qin Ji said coldly.
On the other side, Mei Ji, Jian Ji, Soul Ji, and the other Yin Gui