Severely Wounded

Ye Wudao knew that he was absolutely no match for these four people from the Four Blade Sect.

Running away was also impossible.

He had witnessed Hu Lianfeng's strength; it was impossible for him to escape from a martial artist at the Houtian Realm.

Even if these four were only at the Body Forging Realm, their speed was definitely not something he, a mere mortal, could compare to.

Therefore, he had only one path: to run down the hillside, hoping to attract the attention of Hu Lianfeng and the others.

Only in this way would he have a glimmer of survival.

However, he had still overestimated himself.

This kind of slope was simply not something a normal person could run down on foot.

Although he had already entered the path of martial arts and undergone the cleansing of his tendons and marrow.

He was not much stronger than an average person, at most comparable to the physique of an athlete.

The moment his right foot stepped out, his entire body tumbled forward uncontrollably.

"Damn it..."

He shouted, and then felt the world spinning around him.

What followed was the pain caused by his body colliding with the ground.

The middle-aged man from the Four Blade Sect on the cliff raised his blade to give chase, but was held back by the elderly woman behind him.

"Don't chase! With his mortal body's durability, falling from this height means certain death!"

"Hu Lianfeng is here; we must leave immediately."

"If he discovers that we forced his disciple into the canyon, the four of us might not be his match."

The old woman glanced at Ye Wudao, who was rolling down the slope, and said softly.

"Yes, Sect Master!" The middle-aged man nodded, sheathed his blade, and followed the other three, disappearing into the dark night.

"Look, what is that?"

"It seems... like a person?"

"That's quite a talent, to be able to roll down the slope like that?"

At the same time, the commotion caused by Ye Wudao falling down the hillside attracted the attention of some people.

The movement of these people drew others to notice Ye Wudao as well.

At this moment, Hu Lianfeng was locked in combat with an Armored Wild Boar. When he followed the gazes of the others toward the hillside, he immediately recognized the prison uniform of the Haicheng First Prison.

Although there were other prisoners from the Haicheng First Prison in the Rift World.

However, those prisoners were all at the Body Forging Realm and could not possibly have come to this side of the canyon.

This side of the canyon was filled with Tier 2 demonic beasts; coming here at the Body Forging Realm was just asking for death.

Thus, there was no need to guess who the person rolling down the hillside was.

"Ye Wudao!"

Hu Lianfeng shouted, shook off the Armored Wild Boar, and charged toward the hillside.

His shout also caught the attention of Qin Tianlong.

Seeing Ye Wudao rolling down the slope, Qin Tianlong stomped his right foot hard and launched himself into the air.

In the next second, he stepped on the air, and in a way that defied the laws of physics, he flew toward the hillside.

Five seconds later, Qin Tianlong covered a distance of over a hundred meters and caught Ye Wudao at the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, Ye Wudao had lost consciousness. His prison uniform was tattered, and beneath the rags, his body was covered in severe abrasions.

Qin Tianlong placed his palm on Ye Wudao's back, and after a moment, his brows furrowed deeply.

At this time, Hu Lianfeng and Zhang Hankuang also arrived.

"Elder Qin, how is he?" Hu Lianfeng asked with some anxiety.

Qin Tianlong looked back at Hu Lianfeng and said in a deep voice, "He has lost consciousness, has multiple fractures, his internal energy and blood are in chaos, and several meridians are damaged."

After speaking, a large amount of white mist suddenly emerged from his palm.

This white mist followed Ye Wudao's back and seeped into his body.

A few seconds later, Ye Wudao slowly regained consciousness.

The moment he became aware, the pain radiating from his body made him wince and grit his teeth.

"Disciple, what happened to you? Why did you fall down the hillside?"

Seeing Ye Wudao wincing in pain, Hu Lianfeng asked softly.

It took Ye Wudao a long while to recover before he slowly spoke, "I encountered four people who claimed to be from the Four Blade Sect. They said they wanted to kill me to avenge their junior brother."

"I had no choice but to run down the hillside."

"I didn't expect this slope to be so steep; I only took two steps before I tumbled straight down."

Hu Lianfeng's eyes narrowed at these words, and he said coldly, "Was it three men and one woman?"

Ye Wudao dared not move, only replying in a muffled voice, "Three middle-aged men and one elderly woman."

Hu Lianfeng narrowed his eyes further, gripped his blade tightly, and hissed, "Damn it! I'm going to kill them."

Elder Qin glanced at Hu Lianfeng and snorted, "You're the one who sowed these seeds of trouble; isn't it only natural that your disciple pays the price?"

"Enough talk for now. You two take him to the treatment room at the base camp first."

"In his condition, he won't be able to recover in less than two or three months."

Hearing Qin Tianlong put it that way, Hu Lianfeng had no choice but to let it go for the moment.

The Rift World was vast; who knew where those four from the Four Blade Sect had run off to?

Perhaps they had already left the Rift World.

He carefully lifted Ye Wudao from the ground and said softly, "This is my fault, too. I didn't tell you not to go around mentioning your master's name."

"I've made many enemies while wandering the martial world all these years."

"I only wanted to bring you here to broaden your horizons; I never expected something like this to happen."

Ye Wudao gave a bitter smile and remained silent.

Qin Tianlong watched Hu Lianfeng and Ye Wudao, then said to Zhang Hankuang, "Little Zhang, you take Ye Wudao to the base camp first."

"Old Hu, you stay behind. I have something to discuss with you."

Hu Lianfeng paused for a moment before handing Ye Wudao over to Zhang Hankuang.

Zhang Hankuang nodded slightly to the two men, cradled Ye Wudao, and leaped up the incredibly steep slope with a series of swift, rhythmic bounds.

After the two had left, Qin Tianlong looked at Hu Lianfeng and asked softly, "I know what you intended when you took Ye Wudao as your disciple, but with your Houtian Great Success realm, even if you succeed, you will only reach Houtian Peak."

"Even if you reach Houtian Peak, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this prison, let alone take your revenge."

"This kid has decent talent; his future achievements will surely surpass yours."

"Why not look at it from a different angle? It might be better to let this kid take revenge for you."

"Besides, haven't you noticed? The boy likely knows what the Northern Dark Divine Art is used for!"

"Of course, this is a matter between you and your disciple, so I shouldn't interfere. I'm just offering a suggestion."

Hearing Qin Tianlong say this, Hu Lianfeng narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Elder Qin, do you mean that Ye Wudao has the potential to reach the Xiantian realm?"

Qin Tianlong chuckled, "I didn't say that! The Xiantian realm is not so easily attained. However, he does have a chance."

Hu Lianfeng fell into deep thought upon hearing Qin Tianlong's words.

In truth, he had also realized that Ye Wudao was highly gifted.

He had hesitated several times already about whether or not to absorb Ye Wudao's internal energy.

Hearing Qin Tianlong's perspective, his inner thoughts began to shift.

He looked at Qin Tianlong and said, "Elder Qin, I will give it serious consideration."

With that, he cupped his hands toward Qin Tianlong and said, "I'll go check on the kid now!"

Qin Tianlong nodded, "Go ahead!"

Hu Lianfeng turned and left, ascending the steep slope in a few strides; every step he took left a shallow crater in the earth.

Qin Tianlong watched Hu Lianfeng depart and shook his head helplessly, "A fated tragedy!"

He then turned and headed toward the direction of the beast horde.

He needed to kill as many beasts as possible; at his current efficiency, he would be able to leave the prison in another two or three years.

He had his own scores to settle outside, and he had to get out as soon as possible!