I Will Miss You

Lu Chen grunted, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, but he grinned wildly. "A mere remnant soul, dares to call itself an ancestor?"

BOOM!

Lu Chen suddenly shot forward, leaping thirty feet. The Soul Severing Saber cleaved downwards.

"Ignorant!" the split soul sneered.

Seeing the distance was only about five to six meters, it found the idea of attacking it laughable.

However, Luo Tianxiong's split soul was utterly stunned.

The half-meter blade energy of the Soul Severing Saber suddenly surged, and with a shing, the split soul was cleaved in two.

The full power of the third level of the Qi Surge Realm erupted.

As soon as the clone split in two, it was swallowed by the furnace.

Yun Niang pinned the Foundation Establishment cultivator to a tree with her spear.

On the other side, Zhou Yan was locked in a bitter fight.

Two demonic cultivators from the Blood Spirit Sect were controlling corpse puppets to surround and attack him. Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and threw out a Formation Disk. Golden chains suddenly rose from the ground, pinning the corpse puppets in place.

Yun Niang flipped backward, kicking a demonic cultivator in the chest. She then flicked her wrist, throwing three explosive talismans that blew the remaining corpse puppets into pieces.

Zhou Yan slammed the Formation Disk again, and the trapping formation's light barrier suddenly contracted, grinding the remaining Luo Family death warriors into bloody mist.

The three converged. Lu Chen's furnace swept out, swallowing all the battlefield debris. The Myriad Manifestations Furnace vibrated wildly within his body.

The actions of the Blood Spirit Sect and the Luo Family were repeatedly thwarted, and the news spread like wildfire.

The fall of the Luo Family's three peak Foundation Establishment cultivators and the loss of elites from the Blood Spirit Sect shook the major powers of Cangwu City.

The City Lord's Mansion rescinded the wanted order overnight. Luo Tianxiong had apparently gone into seclusion somewhere and hadn't appeared, and the Blood Spirit Sect had quietly withdrawn.

The conspiracy of the Nine Yin Gathering Fiend Formation had completely failed.

The rising sun painted the world in gold.

"What, you really don't want me to see your true face?"

As they were about to part ways, Lu Chen suddenly said to Yun Niang.

Yun Niang's hand trembled.

"Shall I do it?" Lu Chen reached out, and Yun Niang abruptly took a step back.

After hesitating, she finally pulled off the ugly human skin mask.

A beautiful face was revealed.

Her brows were like distant mountains, her eyes like autumn water, her lips were rosy and tender, and her nose was delicate and sexy, possessing a gentle yet firm beauty.

Lu Chen was stunned and exclaimed:

"So beautiful!"

Yun Niang wiped her face and put the mask back on, coldly snorting, "You've been teasing me every day just to force me to take off my mask?"

Lu Chen chuckled, "Not entirely. Arguing with you... is quite interesting."

Yun Niang froze, lowering her gaze to hide the turmoil in her eyes. When she looked up again, her expression had returned to coldness.

"We are on different paths, so let's part ways here."

With that, she turned, her robes fluttering like a butterfly.

Lu Chen watched her retreating figure and suddenly called out, "Hey! When will we meet again? I'll miss you. Hey, hey, hey, you haven't even told me your real name yet."

Yun Niang stumbled in mid-air, almost falling.

What a scoundrel!

How could he say such indecent words?

But she still said hatefully, "Let's see... if you can live to see that day."

The mountain wind blew, and the figure vanished.

Lu Chen touched his nose and turned to look in the direction of Chixiao City, his gaze growing cold.

Lu Family, are you ready for my return?

Some debts need to be settled.

"Young Master Lu!" Suddenly, a voice called from the foot of the mountain.

Lu Chen leaped down.

"Xiao Jin!" Lu Chen greeted someone standing beside Zhou Yan.

This was the first beast tamer Lu Chen had rescued from the beast arena.

He had encountered Xiao Jin a few days ago and entrusted him with a task.

"Young Master Lu, I've investigated clearly. The organization trading slaves with the Luo Family is called the Black Collar Prison Heaven Cave!"

"They've set up shop in the buffer zone between Great Yan and Yan Bei, running a notorious human trafficking business. Nearly sixty percent of Yan Bei's slaves come from this organization."

"I've heard there are three Golden Core kings. Great Yan has tried to eliminate them twice before, but both attempts failed. Instead, it only made them stronger."

Zhou Yan frowned, asking in confusion, "Young Master Lu, are you planning to make a move against them?"

Lu Chen said indifferently, "Let's see. Alright, gentlemen, we'll part ways here. I need to head back!"

"Where's Yun Niang?" Zhou Yan glanced up the mountain.

"She flew off!" Lu Chen replied, a little dejected.

"What? You two..." Zhou Yan tapped his index fingers together.

"What are you talking about?" Lu Chen pouted.

"I'm just frustrated that we're at comparable cultivation levels, but why can't Martial Dao Cultivators fly!"

Indeed, cultivators could fly once they reached the Foundation Establishment stage, but Martial Dao Cultivators couldn't.

"You really are never satisfied!" Zhou Yan didn't know what else to say.

If Martial Dao Cultivators could fly, what hope would cultivators have?

After speaking, Lu Chen activated his Wind and Thunder Steps and left.

"Have all the escapees been found?" Zhou Yan suddenly asked, watching Lu Chen depart.

Xiao Jin nodded. "Not only have they been found, but many people who have grudges against various families have also come, wanting to form an organization together!"

"Although Young Master Lu gave the Luo Family a hard time, who can guarantee they won't rise again and continue their evil deeds!"

"Such a family must be eradicated completely, leaving no survivors!"

"Alright, I'll join too!"

"We couldn't ask for more!"

Soon, an organization called Dark Moon was established in Cangwu City, dedicated to taking action against forces that operated black markets and engaged in slave trading.

Lu Chen walked alone on the desolate road outside Cangwu City.

His green robe was stained with dust, a bone blade hanging lightly at his waist. The city behind him had shrunk to a tiny gray silhouette.

It had been nearly three months since he was sold and became a beast tamer. Despite the extreme danger, even to the point where his previous self had died, the gains were immense.

He had advanced to the third level of the Qi Surge Realm, his Soul Severing Saber had been upgraded to a low-grade spirit artifact, and the Myriad Manifestations Furnace's vast energy, which devoured all things and fed back into him, allowed him to grow rapidly. In addition, he had snatched a Universe Ring from a Luo family elder.

Although it only had a capacity of ten cubic meters, it was priceless.

It was currently still piled with many pills and some spirit stones.

More importantly, he had vented the pent-up rage from the beast taming arena by wreaking havoc on the Luo Family.

He had also thwarted the Luo Family's and the Blood Spirit Sect's conspiracy, making him feel much better than when he first escaped.

He had also encountered that girl, Yun Niang. From the moment they met, he was certain she was in disguise. For some reason, he always enjoyed teasing her.

He liked to see her exasperated reactions. As for her expression... let's forget it.

Her disguise was too ugly.

Perhaps it was what people in his past life called it: some people are comfortable together, while others, no matter how hard you try to match them, just don't click, for no reason.

It might be due to their auras.

In short, being with her was easy and pleasant.

Three days later, he finally entered the Arid Wind Plains, the battlefield between Great Yan and Yan Bei five years ago.

Yellow sand swirled, and withered grass lay flat like waves.

Beside the abandoned road, occasional white bones half-buried in the sand were clearly marked with the traces of beast teeth.

Lu Chen moved swiftly with his Wind and Thunder Steps, his robes fluttering. Suddenly, the sound of clashing metal reached his ears.

Behind a sand dune, over a dozen black-robed cultivators were attacking a merchant caravan.

"Scum from the Black Collar Prison Heaven Cave! This shipment is heading to Great Yan, and you dare to touch it?!"

"Great Yan is nothing! In this buffer zone, the Black Collar Prison Heaven Cave calls the shots!"

The carriage in the center of the convoy overturned, its cargo spilling onto the ground.

The leader of the guards, wielding a long spear, struggled to hold on. A wound on his shoulder was deep enough to expose bone, his battle robe stained with blood.

The leader of the attackers wore a black iron mask, a formation disk held in his palm. As the formation patterns flickered, streams of wind and thunder shot out like venomous snakes towards the guards.

Lu Chen squinted to get a closer look.

Although the formation disk was damaged, it faintly carried the sound of wind and thunder.

It was actually a low-grade spirit artifact!

"What a coincidence." He tapped his toes, his body darting into the fray like lightning.