Another Wolf Joins the Fray, Trapped in a Desperate Situation

Qin Chuan and Jin Pang fought as they retreated, while Jin Pang cursed the people responsible for clearing the secret realm from time to time.

After dozens more head-on clashes, each of which consumed a great deal of Qin Chuan's spiritual energy, the dozen or so breaths he had spent fighting the wolf demon had nearly exhausted him.

"Junior Brother Qin, what do we do? At this rate, that False Nascent Soul Stage wolf demon will kill us for sure. My trump card could kill a Late Golden Core Stage wolf demon without a problem, but it definitely won't work on one at the False Nascent Soul Stage."

Jin Pang asked Qin Chuan, his own condition little better than Qin Chuan's-in fact, he was even worse off.

Qin Chuan still had the incomparably sharp Tianquan Sword, while Jin Pang had nothing. He was also a pill cultivator with somewhat weaker combat strength.

"Senior Brother Jin, I was the one who dragged you into this. Now that you've thrown away your bloodstained clothes, the wolf demon won't pursue you anymore. I can hold it off for thirty breaths. Run." Qin Chuan kicked the wolf demon in the balls, driving it back.

The wolf demon had just raked him with a claw, but fortunately, he had the inner armor Shen Qingyuan had given him. He hadn't been injured, and had seized the chance to kick the wolf demon hard in its vulnerable spot instead.

The wolf demon stopped attacking for the moment and howled.

"Junior Brother Qin, you only came over to save me. How could I just abandon you like this?" Qin Chuan had come to save Jin Pang, so Jin Pang could no longer abandon him and flee without hesitation as he had before.

"Senior Brother Jin, run! Don't hesitate. I was the one who dragged you into this. Get out and find someone to save me. I'm a sword cultivator; I can buy plenty of time. Go! I'll be waiting for you to save me."

As Qin Chuan spoke, he first swallowed a pill to restore his spiritual energy, then unleashed his strongest attack: Heavenly Dipper Demon-Breaking Sword!!!

Though the wolf demon was clutching its crotch and baring its teeth in pain, its cultivation was almost an entire major realm higher than Qin Chuan's, so it still managed to dodge his attack.

As the powerful sword qi slashed toward the wolf demon, Jin Pang realized he couldn't be of much help if he stayed. He threw his best bottle of restorative pills to Qin Chuan. "These are mid-grade Heavenly Origin Rejuvenation Pills. Hold on. I'll find someone to save you."

"If... if... the wolf demon kills you, I'll wipe out every wolf demon in the secret realm to avenge you. And I won't spare the people responsible for clearing this secret realm, either." With that, Jin Pang did as Qin Chuan had said and flew away, using the Blood-Burning Secret Art to increase his speed.

With Jin Pang gone, Qin Chuan had to face the wolf demon alone. He grew even more cautious and, while the wolf demon was covering itself, hurriedly swallowed a Heavenly Origin Rejuvenation Pill Jin Pang had left him. He also set up a small illusion formation. It might not do much, but what if it helped?

Qin Chuan was still popping pills and thinking of a way to escape when Jin Pang, who had just fled, came back. He was running as fast as he could, as though the god of death were chasing him.

The god of death really was chasing him. Qin Chuan saw the wolf demon pursuing Jin Pang. It was also at the False Nascent Soul Stage.

"Junior Brother Qin, there's another female wolf demon at the False Nascent Soul Stage. We're really finished now." Jin Pang came to Qin Chuan's side with a face like a mourner's.

The two False Nascent Soul wolf demons closed in from front and back, trapping Qin Chuan and Jin Pang between them.

Qin Chuan's hand paused as he popped another pill. He cursed the bastard Heavenly Dao inwardly: afraid one False Nascent Soul Stage wolf demon couldn't kill him, it had sent two to make sure, and Jin Pang had been dragged into it too.

He turned to Jin Pang with a hint of apology. "I'm the one who dragged you into this, Senior Brother Jin. If we survive today, whatever you ask of me in the future, I, Qin Chuan, will go through fire and boiling water for you, even if it means dying ten thousand deaths."

"Forget that. We need to figure out how to survive. Do you have any trump cards? Use them as soon as you can. I have a few, but they won't do much. They can only buy time; the only difference is whether we die sooner or later."

Jin Pang now somewhat regretted impulsively saving Qin Chuan, but there was no medicine for regret in this world. He had no time for regrets; surviving was what mattered most now.

Watching the two False Nascent Soul wolf demons approach them, Qin Chuan gripped the Tianquan Sword tightly, took a deep breath, and made a decision. "Senior Brother Jin, my trump card needs a little time. Can you stall them for a while?"

"How long? Can you kill both wolf demons?" Hearing that Qin Chuan had a trump card, Jin Pang hurriedly pressed him.

"I don't know how long, but I can definitely slay both wolf demons." Qin Chuan sounded utterly certain, though in truth he didn't know whether he would succeed. At a time like this, however, he had to give Jin Pang confidence.

"All right, leave the stalling to me. Hurry as much as you can." Jin Pang immediately threw out two immobilization talismans.

Qin Chuan didn't stand on ceremony. He dripped his essence blood directly onto the Tianquan Sword. His decision was to risk his life, with nine chances of death and one of survival, to make the Tianquan Sword acknowledge him as its master.

The Tianquan Sword was a divine sword, and divine swords had spirits. Naturally, there were risks in making it acknowledge a master. If he failed, the spirit sword might backlash against him, leaving his soul and body destroyed.

With Qin Chuan's cultivation, there was no way he could make Tianquan acknowledge him as its master. He could use the Tianquan Sword because Shen Qingyuan had sealed it.

Shen Qingyuan had intended for Qin Chuan to gradually undo the Tianquan Sword's seals as his cultivation improved and build a bond with it. Once he reached Soul Transformation, she would assist him and make him the Tianquan Sword's true master.

But faced with two False Nascent Soul wolf demons this time, none of his other trump cards would work. In such desperate straits, Qin Chuan had no choice but to risk making the Tianquan Sword acknowledge him as its master ahead of time.

The instant his essence blood dripped onto the Tianquan Sword, Tianquan absorbed it. Qin Chuan's soul suffered a powerful shock and began to tear apart slowly.

He immediately poured an entire pot of the spirit-awakening tea he had prepared into his stomach, and his torn soul began to heal.

His soul tore and healed at the same time. Qin Chuan clenched his teeth without making a sound, all his attention fixed on the sword images of the Tianquan Sword.

The Tianquan Sword swung again and again in his sea of consciousness. He couldn't comprehend the sword images it produced, and could only endure the intense pain and concentrate fully on comprehending the sword images Tianquan produced.

The immense agony of his soul being torn apart drenched his entire body in sweat. His body convulsed and twisted into a knot from the pain, and blood seeped from his gums.

Jin Pang wasn't having an easy time either. The immobilization talismans could only trap the two False Nascent Soul wolf demons for a dozen or so breaths, and those had been his last two.

He gritted his teeth and used the pill cauldron he refined pills with to cover himself and Qin Chuchuan, then poured all his spiritual energy into it. His grandfather had specially refined it for him. It wasn't good for much else, but it was certainly tough.

"Screech! Clang!"

The two False Nascent Soul wolf demons slammed their bodies against Jin Pang's pill cauldron and raked it with their claws. Jin Pang popped pills as he struggled to hold on.

Another dozen or so breaths passed this way. Just as he felt he could barely hold out, he thought to turn and hurry Qin Chuan along, only to see Qin Chuan's entire body twisted into a knot. He could only keep holding on.

He continued popping pills and struggling to hold on, while a stream of choice curses poured from his mouth. "Which damned elder was responsible for clearing the secret realm? When I get out, I'll make my old man teach them a proper lesson."

"And those good-for-nothings from Formation Peak! They even managed to mess up refining a lifesaving teleportation token. When I get back, I'll tell the old man on them too. I'll make him go to Formation Peak and humiliate them good and proper."

Meanwhile, Qin Chuan had also reached a critical point. His soul was being torn apart frantically, and he could barely hold on thanks to the spirit-awakening tea Shen Qingyuan had given him. But now the tea's energy was nearly exhausted.

He could only slowly part his clenched teeth and call to Jin Pang for help with difficulty. "I... I... need... soul... pills."

After speaking, Qin Chuan clenched his teeth again. He feared that if he let this breath go, he would no longer be able to hold on.

At this moment of life and death, Jin Pang asked no questions. He threw every soul-related pill in his storage ring to Qin Chuan, whether it was for healing or strengthening the soul.

Qin Chuan didn't care what pills they were either. He swallowed the whole lot in one go, but it was like trying to put out a cartload of burning firewood with a cup of water. They could only slow the tearing of his soul.

Gradually, the pills' effects faded. Qin Chuan felt his soul being torn apart bit by bit, and the torn-off parts were dissipating.

He was going to die here, and he couldn't accept it!

At the same time, Jin Pang's pill cauldron could no longer withstand the attacks of the two False Nascent Soul wolf demons. It shattered!

The two wolf demons pounced on Jin Pang and Qin Chuan, their bloody maws already open, their claws looking even sharper in the sunlight.

Death was drawing near to Jin Pang and Qin Chuan.