Life and Death Are Decreed by Fate

"Get out of here!"

Zhang Xuezhou was unaware of what had happened in Shouchun City, which disrupted his plan to drug Li Shang and the others.

However, Zhang Xuezhou changed his mind very quickly and acted without any hesitation.

His body floated down, directly intimidating the medicine slaves pouring water into the large pot and tending the fire.

Seeing the two men swaying unsteadily, Zhang Xuezhou swiftly grabbed a wooden stick and struck the drug slaves twice on the back of the head.

Zhang Xuezhou has almost no ability to fight across borders, but he has never lacked the ability to fight against opponents at a higher level.

The ability to exert pressure from one's realm ahead of time is a good skill for those who are not good at fighting to use their strength to defeat the weak. He is now using it very skillfully, launching a series of attacks with his enormous mental power.

Zhang Xuezhou's underhanded tactic of using superior strength to attack inferior opponents can be used at least twenty more times.

Having defeated Li Shang's two drug slaves, he couldn't help but cautiously glance around.

The high standards required for refining the Ten-Ingredient Tonic Pill brought unexpected results. Even someone as powerful as Zuo Wu, like Li Shanglian, wanted to get rid of him for peace and quiet. The number of medicine slaves left behind by the other party was limited, and the only two lying on the ground were the two of them.

Apart from Li Shang and Zuo Wu, who suddenly left upon hearing the bell, everything on Wuzhu Mountain remained unchanged.

Zhang Xuezhou looked around, then at the 'drug man' bound on the ground.

"It seems to be the Second Elder?"

The Second Elder, Zhang Houtu, had served as a soldier in the Northern Border. When he returned to Zhuang, he broke his leg and could only walk with a limp. Unable to join the Zhang Household Village hunting team, he had been teaching martial arts to many young people in the village.

Zhang Xuezhou could hardly recognize his own father, Zhang Zhong. The Second Elder had suffered a lot over the years, and his face was wrinkled and even more aged and unrecognizable. Only his sprained leg problem remained.

There weren't many people in the village with sprained legs like the Second Elder. After observing for a few seconds by the firelight and kneading the dough, Zhang Xuezhou finally made his judgment.

Zhang Houtu was unconscious at this time, either knocked out or under a spell.

As a human medicine, Zhang Houtu's body has high requirements and he will not suffer fatal injuries such as poisoning.

Zhang Xuezhou rubbed his hands for a few seconds, then quickly scooped a ladle of cold water from the pot and poured it over Zhang Houtu, instantly snapping him out of his daze.

"You scum... um... Zhou bastards?"

Zhang Xuezhou had difficulty distinguishing between the villagers of Zhang Household Village, some older and some younger, but after Zhang Houtu carefully observed them for a few seconds, he had already identified Zhang Xuezhou.

"Your father talks about you every day, how did you get here?"

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou give a short reply and then quickly strip the drug slave of his clothes, Zhang Houtu was overjoyed but puzzled. He asked a few questions and then quickly stopped talking.

He's been brought here like this; his fate is unlikely to be good. Now is clearly not the time for arguing and talking.

"Li Shang and Zuo Wu just left. Let's go to Zijin Mountain and see how many people we can take with us!"

After stripping the two slaves of their clothes, Zhang Xuezhou threw them into a corner of the pharmacy, stuffed them with dried medicinal herbs, and threw them there. He then spoke quickly.

At this point, Zhang Xuezhou could only do his best to see if he could take some people away under the cover of night.

He didn't know how many people he could take with him, but it was better than taking no one at all.

"Your mother is over at Xiashi Mountain!"

The Second Elder Zhang Houtu's brief response left Zhang Xuezhou slightly silent.

He only found about a hundred villagers in Zijin Mountain and did not find the Lady Yourong. Zhang Xuezhou was somewhat prepared, but when he heard Zhang Houtu's confirmation, his heart still couldn't help but flutter.

The good news is that Lady Yourong is still alive; the bad news is that Zhang Xuezhou is not familiar with Xiashi Mountain and doesn't even know where Lady Yourong lives, let alone how to rescue her.

It took Yao Nu more than half an hour to run from Wuzhu Mountain to Zijin Mountain. For an ordinary person, this is a mountain road that would take nearly two hours to walk or run at full speed. In the dark environment, it would definitely take even more time and effort.

Even with Li Shang and Zuo Wu temporarily leaving, Zhang Xuezhou still faces numerous difficulties in rescuing them and taking them away.

At this point, all he could do was urge Zhang Houtu to change into the clothes of a medicine slave and take the other party's identity token.

"Second Elder, if you encounter anyone checking along this road towards Zijin Mountain, you must remain calm and see if you can use the token to fool them," Zhang Xuezhou said quickly.

"We northerners speak differently than southerners," Zhang Houtu said with a headache. "I'm afraid I'll give myself away as soon as I open my mouth!"

Without Fake Technique disguises or Fake Technique alterations, it would be almost impossible for a normal person to fool the system and get away with it.

What was easy for Zhang Xuezhou was difficult for Zhang Houtu to accomplish; in fact, Zhang Houtu's sprained ankle was easily noticeable.

"Then you take this!"

Zhang Xuezhou thought for a moment and took out the Five-Step Bewitching Smoke he had used to poison Li Shang.

"If you encounter a patrol area that you can't reach, light this upwind, or light it and shield your breath, then blow the smoke towards them in one breath when you get close!"

Zhang Xuezhou solemnly explained how to use it, telling Zhang Houtu to successfully drug the others and not to fall victim to the drug himself.

"You should hide well before you leave, and try to act when it's later in the day and there are fewer people around," Zhang Xuezhou said. "I'll go to Zijin Mountain first and see if I can take some people with me."

"This place is home to many legendary cultivators with Divine Ability; they possess all sorts of miraculous powers. You must be careful!"

Zhang Xuezhou was in such a hurry that he barely had time to linger, so Zhang Houtu had no choice but to agree to everything and quickly give Zhang Xuezhou some more instructions.

"Good!"

Zhang Xuezhou quickly responded, then leaped into the air, and then floated away on his Yang Soul Body.

"God... amazing..."

Watching Zhang Xuezhou disappear into the night sky, Zhang Houtu stared wide-eyed, feeling as if he were in a dream.

If he hadn't been holding the incense stick given to him by Zhang Xuezhou and hadn't changed into the clothes of the drug slaves, he would have found it hard to believe what had happened tonight.

Unbeknownst to many, Zhang Xuezhou not only grew up, but also acquired the same Divine Ability abilities.

Zhang Houtu, who had served in the military, knew very well that this was the legendary ability to fly, a rare skill even among the great cultivators of the Northern Border.

He was initially worried about Zhang Xuezhou's rescue attempt, but he also felt that such an escape was destined to be a waste of time. If Zhang Houtu hadn't been tied up and was on the verge of being killed, Zhang Houtu would not have dared to take the risk.

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou's abilities, he was immediately filled with an overwhelming belief in victory.

Life and death are preordained!

He pursed his lips, his expression as solemn as if he were going to war.

This not only involves his life or death, but also the lives and deaths of many people in Zhang Household Village.

But things have come to this point, they have no choice but to fight, otherwise they will end up like those young men and women who have disappeared without a trace, dying one by one in these mountains.

Zhang Houtu used a stick to support himself, glanced in the direction Zhang Xuezhou had disappeared, and staggered down the mountain.