The Blackwind Three Fiends!
They were notorious evil cultivators in the Horsehead Mountain area.
Rumor had it that the three specialized in robbing low-level disciples.
But they were exceedingly cunning, setting their sights only on rogue cultivators with no power, influence, or backing, or on sect outer disciples.
That way, even if they killed one or two, those sects would not expend much effort investigating.
Besides, there was no evidence, was there?
Everything about the Blackwind Three Fiends was hearsay.
And this time, the Three Fiends had clearly taken He Pingsheng for an ordinary rogue cultivator.
A rogue cultivator like you, with no sect behind you, broke through two levels in less than two years? You must have something good on you.
And you even have a damn Storage Bag?
Whoosh...
The Flying Boat carried the eldest and third of the Blackwind Three Fiends into the clouds, pursuing He Pingsheng.
The Flying Boat was fast.
Much faster than He Pingsheng's Paper Crane.
It was a treasure the Blackwind Three Fiends had acquired after killing a rogue cultivator last time, perfect for pursuit.
About half an incense stick later, the Flying Boat caught up with He Pingsheng in the sky above towering mountains and steep ridges.
"Brat... get down here!"
On the Flying Boat, the eldest abruptly waved his hand, sending a fireball shooting toward him from afar.
He Pingsheng's face drained of color. He hurriedly guided the Paper Crane lower.
Then he jumped straight to the ground.
Why?
Because if someone ambushed him in midair, he might survive the attack only to fall from the sky and die on impact.
"Hmph..."
Seeing He Pingsheng land, the eldest and third followed him down.
"Hehehe..." Blackwind Boss stared at He Pingsheng with a savage expression. "Brat... you're pretty rich, aren't you... buying