Chapter 39

Qiu E sat down, grabbed Hai Yan's hand, and closed his eyes to investigate.

After about ten breaths, a soft "ying ying" sounded, and Hai Yan woke up.

"Save me!" At the instant she woke, her palm flared with golden light, and she slapped straight at the nearby Qiu E.

Qiu E dodged to the side, "Pa!", backhanding Hai Yan with a slap. Hai Yan the female cultivator instantly sobered; seeing the person before her was Qiu E, she froze for a moment, then realized she had been rescued.

"Waa… snivel snivel snivel…"

Wei Yuning and A Niu exchanged a glance, simultaneously shook their heads, and left the room. Just as they stepped out, they ran into Manager Hongzhi and Fairy Yunyan.

"How is it?" Fairy Yunyan asked.

"She's awake! Qiu E is keeping her company inside!" Wei Yuning said.

Fairy Yunyan's face showed joy, and she led the way inside.

Manager Hongzhi hesitated a moment, stopped, and said to the disciples behind him: "Go about your business; we don't need so many people here. Also, Qingge and Qingchong, stay behind to inspect the first squad's campsite; your squads should be built similarly. Wei Yuning and A Niu, follow me!"

Wei Yuning and A Niu followed behind Manager Hongzhi, arriving at the lakeside.

"Come on, what exactly happened!"

Wei Yuning recounted the tracking process in full detail. Of course, the secret about his nose was also revealed, of course in a redacted version.

Manager Hongzhi showed only a little interest in Wei Yuning's special nose; he was more concerned about who that audacious cultivator was.

A few minutes later, Manager Hongzhi, Wei Yuning, Wild Wolf Daoist, Ziya, Zifeng, and Jiuyou—six people in total—followed Wei Yuning's lead to the stone house's location.

Ziya, Zifeng, and Jiuyou are nearby loose cultivators, acquainted with Wild Wolf Daoist; they happened to pass by today to visit Wild Wolf, seeing Fairy Yunyan and Wild Wolf Daoist fighting fiercely, Wild Wolf Daoist suffered a loss, and Ziya and Zifeng couldn't help but assist. If Manager Hongzhi hadn't forcibly suppressed the situation using the name of the Yunyin Sect, things would likely have gotten out of control.

Regarding Wild Wolf Daoist, Wei Yuning had long regarded him as a heretical cultivator; even if he's not an enemy now, he will become one sooner or later. As for the other three, Wei Yuning paid most attention to the Jiuyou cultivator; according to Manager Hongzhi's private introduction, this middle-aged cultivator wearing a black robe with great bearing is a Void Integration stage expert and also a loose cultivator.

His concern for Jiuyou wasn't due to his cultivation level, but because of the unpleasant odor on his body; even more strangely, Jiuyou's odor was extremely similar to that of Qingyun.

Ziya and Zifeng are two brothers, looking young, around twenty-five, with early Heart-Moving stage cultivation, dressed all in white, elegant young gentlemen; however, the firmness of their expressions and the occasional flash of ruthless in their eyes made Wei Yuning also wary of them.

Wild Wolf Daoist is the first loose cultivator Wei Yuning has encountered; the rest are these three. Loose cultivators and sect cultivators differ greatly: loose cultivators appear more wild, and although they can disguise it through words and deeds, the ruthlessness in their brows cannot be erased.

This may be related to their survival environment; lacking sect protection, their lives are naturally harder. However, one thing is certain: Ziya and Zifeng cultivate orthodox methods, not heretical, and their aura is normal.

The group of six raced through the wilderness.

Compared to the return journey just now, this trek is much easier.

With several experts accompanying him, Wei Yuning needn't worry about dangers on the road and can run with single-minded focus. Though his Foundation Establishment-stage body hasn't gained much strength, his speed has changed the most. On Earth, he was a parkour enthusiast, but far from professional level. Now, however, it's completely different.

Various high-difficulty moves he once dreamed of have become effortless; trees, rocks, shrubs, grass clumps and other obstacles feel like flat ground, while his astonishing speed remains undiminished, and the scenery ahead whips past him in a blur.

Midway through, the swiftly running Wei Yuning suddenly felt his body lighten, and the spiritual energy inside him began to flow along a fixed route on its own.

Wei Yuning had no time to ponder the cause, and the circulation of his spiritual energy needed no deliberate guidance—it flowed naturally. The head, limbs, chest, etc., all have spiritual energy circulation paths, with the core point at his tailbone, each major circuit passing through this convergence point.

"Pfft!" he suddenly let out a loud fart as his speed increased further; his body jerked lightly again, and his speed picked up a bit more.

The several experts behind him had been flying the whole time; otherwise, in the complex mountainous terrain it would truly be hard to keep up with Wei Yuning's speed. More importantly, they couldn't achieve that carefree ease. Flying consumes spiritual power; although their spiritual power is deep, such long-distance consumption is still a considerable burden, but they have no choice—otherwise, if word got out that a few Heart-Moving-stage loose cultivators on the road couldn't even match a Yunyin Sect Foundation Establishment disciple, they'd lose face badly among the loose cultivators of the Jiuyun Peak region.

They all admired this Yunyin Sect Foundation Establishment disciple, thinking privately, "No wonder it's a great sect—deep foundations, any random disciple is this monstrous."

But then the situation left them a bit dumbfounded. The kid in front suddenly grasped a movement technique, greatly extending his hang time and boosting his speed by at least fifty percent, making it somewhat taxing for them to keep up.

Even more outrageous, they couldn't help but curse: that kid actually let out a fart, and in an instant they couldn't even smell it—didn't know if it was fragrant or foul—but that's not the point; after the fart, the Foundation Establishment disciple's speed increased a bit more, and they actually… couldn't keep up.

The matter wasn't over yet; the kid seemed to have gotten addicted to farting, a continuous stream of them burst out, and his speed surged to a terrifying level.

Even the highest-cultivation Jiuyou cultivator stopped his feet, waited for his four companions to catch up, then shook his head helplessly and said, "I can't catch him either; this kid is pretty weird!"

Manager Hongzhi ignored Jiuyou's unfavorable remark, frowned, and asked, "If he charges ahead alone, won't there be danger?"

"What danger could a fart pose? Even if there were danger, he wouldn't run! Who could outrun him?" Wild Wolf Daoist said angrily. Today he's indeed had a rough time—being falsely accused by Fairy Yunyan for no reason, he fought and lost, and now he's trailing behind a Foundation Establishment kid, smelling his farts.

"Hmm! What a foul smell!" the white-robed Ziya fanned the air before him.

"This is mundane qi! This kid's cultivation is likely to increase another notch!" Jiuyou said calmly.

"Let's go, let's catch up!" Manager Hongzhi said, not wanting to waste words with them.

"How do we follow? We can't see him!" Wild Wolf Daoist spread his hands.

"Daoist Ziya, can't you smell the odor? Follow the scent!" Manager Hongzhi's words made Daoist Ziya's face turn green; he snorted, glanced at Manager Hongzhi, and finally held his temper.

Regardless, Manager Hongzhi represents the Yunyin Sect, so he dare not act rashly; moreover, in his divine sense, his Dao foundation is as stable as a rock, cold as ice—although he is also at the Heart-Moving stage, even if he teamed up with Zifeng, he lacks confidence to defeat him.