A short while later, above a barren mountain.
"Zhou Lingyan" stood in midair, gazing coldly toward the sound behind him. His dress fluttered in the wind with a snapping rustle.
Amid the gale, a streak of green light cut across the sky, rapidly approaching.
Li Ping's divine sense had already given him a clear view of the person within the escape light. It was an obese young man in a loose green robe, his eyes squeezed into slits and the flesh beneath his chin piled into three folds. A smug smile hung on his face.
According to the information obtained by performing Soul Search on Zhou Lingyan, this man was named Shao Guang. His cultivation was at the core formation early stage, and he was the Acacia Sect elder in charge of logistics. The batch of spirit herbs Zhou Lingyan had previously brought to Donghua Mountain for Li Ping to refine into pills had been seized from this man.
Now that he had suddenly come chasing after him, Li Ping suspected it might have something to do with those spirit herbs.
After all, as the old saying went: cutting off someone's livelihood was like killing their parents!
Whoosh!
The obese young man stopped a hundred feet from Li Ping. His narrow eyes scrutinized Li Ping with ill intent as he spoke unhurriedly. "Junior Sister Zhou, you certainly kept your senior brother waiting!"
Li Ping was not afraid to fight a cultivator at the core formation early stage, but he was no battle fanatic who enjoyed magical duels. Without anything to gain, he had no interest in fighting Shao Guang.
Besides, his specialty was persuading people through reason.
Thus, faced with Shao Guang's provocation, he merely said coolly, "I have urgent business. Please leave, and stop pestering me."
"Leave?" Shao Guang