The Blue Flower Dynasty
"Could it be that this person used a zombie puppet made from the body of Golden Core cultivator?"
Mo Shezi frowned, but the expression on his face gradually relaxed.
It seems that this person may not be a second-level Golden Core cultivator, but perhaps only a first-level Golden Core cultivator.
The battle with Bai Yutang may have already taken a heavy toll on him, and he may even have been injured.
If he can find his opponent in time, he can definitely defeat him easily and then obtain the Black Buddha Sect's inheritance.
Although he was a member of the Immortal Alliance.
However, within the Immortal Alliance, the righteous and demonic factions have always been at odds and are not on good terms with each other. Therefore, as Guest Elder of the demonic faction, he had the audacity to secretly acquire the Black Buddha Sect Sect's inheritance.
Anyway, no one dares to investigate him.
If the investigation really traces back to him, we can simply offer this legacy to the leader of the demonic path.
There are two leaders in the Immortal Alliance, who take turns serving each year. This year, it just so happens that the leader of the righteous path is in charge of the Immortal Alliance.
The Scent-Tracking Insect flew out, following the scent all the way.
The Mo Shezi followed closely behind.
His Scent-Tracking Insect was only a low-level third-tier Demon Beast, and its flight speed was relatively slow.
But the Mo Shezi was not in a hurry.
Since he's locked onto the other person, once they set foot there, he'll definitely catch them.
After leaving the Grand Canyon, Chen Changming flew for two hours and then discovered a large river. He immediately remembered that when he left the Pure Yang Water Mansion, Situ Yun had arranged for him to be monitored.
Since entering the Immortal Realm of cultivation, he has witnessed all kinds of treacherous human nature and endless tricks. If he is not careful and cautious, he can easily perish.
Looking at the rolling river, Chen Changming made a decision.
Thump!
He suddenly flew into the river and traveled upstream, walking underwater for dozens of miles. Then he entered a tributary and walked for another twenty or thirty miles before changing his appearance and aura once again. He took off his clothes and put them into his Storage Ring, and then adjusted his cultivation level to the first level of Foundation Establishment.
After doing all this, he, now a handsome young man, went ashore, changed into a blue scholar's robe, and flew northwest on his sword.
The reason he went to such lengths was that he was afraid that the scent he had left in the canyon would be detected by members of the Immortal Alliance using Scent-Tracking Insect, who could then follow the scent to find him.
Chen Changming's caution was correct; this time, he evaded the Mo Shezi's pursuit.
After the Mo Shezi followed the Scent-Tracking Insect to the riverbank, the Scent-Tracking Insect around in circles like a headless fly.
"Damn, that guy is too cunning; he actually escaped using the river."
Mo Shezi cursed fiercely and left the place with the Scent-Tracking Insect.
He didn't give up. He flew along the river for a while and then released Scent-Tracking Insect, trying to recapture the other's scent.
In Mo Shezi's understanding, cultivators cannot easily change their body odor unless they use some kind of fragrance to cover it up. However, judging from the current state of the Scent-Tracking Insect, no fragrance can be detected.
Mo Shezi never dreamed that the person he was tracking could change his aura so miraculously using the extremely ordinary "Breath Concealment Technique".
Chen Changming traveled day and night, avoiding official roads and cities along the way, specifically choosing remote mountainous areas, and appearing in a different guise almost every day.
He had to be cautious.
In his view, the Immortal Alliance held a pivotal position in the cultivation Immortal Realm of the Great Qin. This time, they lost a Guest Elder at the first level of the Golden Core Realm, as well as a city lord of Cangwu City. Furthermore, they failed to intercept the Black Buddha Sect Sect's inheritance, which the Immortal Alliance deeply resented. Therefore, the Immortal Alliance would be furious and would send a powerful force to capture him.
If he makes any mistake, the Immortal Alliance will discover it.
Chen Changming felt he couldn't afford the consequences of being discovered.
Therefore, he was very careful, and later he even lowered his cultivation level to the seventh level of the Qi Refining Realm. He traveled over towering mountains and ridges, or walked alone on narrow mountain paths. It took him two whole months to enter the territory of the Blue Flower Dynasty.
"Call..."
Looking at the distant horizon, Chen Changming, standing on the mountaintop, let out a long sigh of relief, finally feeling a little more relaxed.
After entering the Blue Flower Dynasty, the Immortal Alliance's infiltration efforts decreased significantly.
Chen Changming now appears as a young man in his early twenties, with delicate features. This age is quite consistent with his current Qi Refining Level 8 cultivation.
He was also unfamiliar with the Blue Flower Dynasty, as it was not included in the original Great Qin Blue Flower Dynasty map. Therefore, he needed to find a city and purchase a map before he could go into seclusion to cultivate in seclusion.
His ideal place for secluded cultivation was a place like Yellow Sprout Mountain, where Demon Beast gathered, so that both he and his spirit pets could easily find food.
Chen Changming left Yellow Sprout Mountain in a hurry and did not take the free-range Rotten-Leaf Black Earthworm with him. However, he left an order for it to stay in Yellow Sprout Mountain and wait for him to come back for it one day.
After crossing dozens of mountains, Chen Changming entered an official road. On the road, he asked around and learned that there was a Anling City a thousand miles ahead.
After traveling for half a day on the official road, Chen Changming heard the sound of carriages coming from behind him.
The sound was getting closer.
A horse-drawn carriage, driven by an old man, pulled up beside Chen Changming.
"Fellow Daoist, are you heading to Anling City?"
A melodious and gentle female voice, as pleasant as a nightingale's song, drifted from inside the carriage.
Chen Changming paused, instinctively becoming wary.
He glanced at the carriage and saw that the old man driving it was a cultivator at the Qi Cultivation Level 10, and inside the carriage was a young and beautiful woman with a cultivation level at the seventh level of Qi Refining.
Seeing that neither of them had high cultivation levels, Chen Changming felt relieved. These Qi Refining cultivators couldn't possibly have anything to do with the Immortal Alliance.
The curtain was lifted, revealing a delicate and beautiful face. The young woman smiled slightly, her smile captivating, and asked, "Fellow Daoist, we're also going to Anling City. The weather is hot; why don't we get in the carriage and travel together?"
Traveling together?
Chen Changming shook his head and declined, saying, "I'm sorry, I've always preferred to be alone."
Seeing that her good intentions had been rejected, the young woman looked slightly disappointed, pulled her head back, and lowered the carriage curtain.
"You'll regret this sooner or later if you try to do something good but it doesn't turn out well." The old man driving the carriage glared at Chen Changming, then lashed the horse's rump with his whip. The carriage sped off in a cloud of dust.
Will you regret it sooner or later?
Chen Changming squinted at the increasingly smaller carriage, pondering the meaning of the sentence repeatedly.
A dozen or so breaths later.
The carriage was already quite far from Chen Changming.
Seeing that no one was around, the old man whispered, "Miss, the Blue Flower Dynasty is more chaotic than the Great Qin Dynasty now. We may encounter bandits on the road. We must be extra careful and not easily reveal our cultivation levels, lest we attract even stronger enemies."
"I understand, Uncle Li."
Murong Qingxuan nodded, her expression grave as she rubbed the Storage Ring on her finger. She frowned and said, "This rogue cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining is actually a good helper. If he can get on the train, he can help us deal with many petty villains along the way."
"It's a pity he doesn't know what's good for him."
Uncle Li snorted coldly.
"This person is too shrewd and seems to trust no one. Let him be."
Murong Qingxuan shook her head with a wry smile, her gaze still fixed on the Storage Ring, her eyes gradually burning with fervor. She murmured, "This time, with the Ancient Demon Palace opening, I must find my great-grandfather's remains, and at the same time, I must find the Gold Spirit Immortal Mushroom, striving to break through to the Golden Core Realm as soon as possible."