Hua Yaoyue: "Come back and see me."

Forget four cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage fighting—even if they had all been at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage, Ji Yuan would never have stayed to back them up.

He had shouted a warning from far away. As far as he was concerned, that was already doing his best.

But his shout seemed to have quite an effect.

Perhaps the three demonic cultivators had seen him emerge unscathed from the ambush, or perhaps they truly feared a Golden Core True Person was coming.

Either way, the moment Ji Yuan shouted, the three of them broke away from the fight and stared in shock at the figure standing aboard the Flying Boat.

After a moment's hesitation, Feng Xiuxiu made her decision.

"Go!"

At her command, the three demonic cultivators streaked west at astonishing speed.

Ji Yuan had no idea whether Liu Yuan could catch them, but he had no intention of pursuing them either. As he descended toward the city wall, his legs buckled, and he hurriedly caught himself against the battlements.

Only then did he steady himself.

Ji Yuan promptly reversed the flow of his blood and qi. In an instant, his face flushed an unnatural red.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, then toppled straight off the Flying Boat and slammed heavily into the ground.

When he looked as though he had more breath leaving him than entering, Liu Yuan hurriedly brought the Flying Boat over. He helped Ji Yuan up and fed him two healing pills.

The pills dissolved the moment they reached his stomach, and Ji Yuan's complexion finally looked less ghastly.

He "forced" out another mouthful of blood, then looked at Liu Yuan beside him, whose weakness did not appear to be feigned. With a bitter smile, he said, "Brother Liu, we truly