"After him!"
Zhang Song roared and took off in pursuit.
The clerk said, "...Isn't that guy running the wrong way?"
Li Ping'an thought that the earth was round, so he must have been planning to run all the way back.
"Catch him! Don't let that fellow get away!"
The clerk leaped straight into a patch of bushes.
Who knew what spell the old Daoist had used? His speed left them trailing in his dust.
The clerk ran with all his might, soon emerging from the woods onto a hillside fragrant with green grass.
Just then, he suddenly felt the ground vanish beneath his feet.
He only had time for a scream.
Then he tumbled down into a ravine more than ten meters deep.
"Hmm, this is much faster."
Li Ping'an's airy voice came from beside him.
"Aaah! Hurry... chase him."
Li Ping'an said, "That old Daoist might be very powerful. I have no cultivation, so I might not be able to beat him."
The clerk spoke in broken gasps as he rolled.
"His cultivation... isn't high... stop playing dumb."
Li Ping'an hesitated. "There's still some risk involved. You know what I'm like..."
The clerk shouted, "I'll pay extra!!"
"Deal!"
After sprinting for a while, the old Daoist suddenly noticed something amiss in the bushes a little over ten feet away.
Whoosh!
The old Daoist darted left, dodging the strike.
"Boy, don't court death! I'm telling you, when I get angry, I even scare myself."
The old Daoist glared at him.
"Oh?" Li Ping'an raised an eyebrow slightly. "Then could you let me see?"
A vicious gleam flashed through the old Daoist's eyes. "You forced my hand! Face my Heavenly Demon Creation Transformation Array!"
What a savage name.
Li Ping'an summoned his flying sword, Fine Rain, and gripped the hilt of