Brother Chu, save me!

Amid a heap of rubble less than three li from Chu Bai's battlefield, a figure was in an utterly sorry state.

Class Nine's top student, Jin Changyu.

The favored son of heaven who usually basked in boundless glory now had his once neatly tied long hair hanging in disarray. More than half the blue cloak on his back had been scorched away, exposing the faintly glowing protective armor beneath.

The long halberd in his hand trembled slightly, not from fear, but from exhaustion after running for so long.

"Damn it! How do you kill a thing like this?" Jin Changyu cursed under his breath.

Behind him, a Smoke Fire Wolf pursued him relentlessly.

Not only was this monster incredibly fast, but the gray smoke it breathed also possessed a powerful tracking ability.

Jin Changyu specialized in long weapons and broad, sweeping strikes. What he feared most was this sort of attrition that clung to him like an ulcer eating into bone.

He had intended to secure his ranking by hunting Qi Refining First Layer Demon Beasts, only for Superintendent Su's fire to turn the entire spirit realm into a hunting ground for creatures at the Qi Refining Second Layer or above.

I can't fight it head-on. I need somewhere rich in spiritual energy to recover.

Gritting his teeth, Jin Changyu unleashed a movement technique, turning into a streak of afterimages as he fled into the distance.

It was not that he could not defeat the Smoke Fire Wolf, but once he became entangled in a fight, there might be no end to it.

Speed had always been his forte, not direct combat. He had earned his current ranking by harvesting kills along the way, so how could he willingly abandon it?

Jin Changyu had originally planned to use his speed