Chapter 373: Escaping to Life

The sky was about to brighten. Little Wei Yuan, who hadn't slept all night, was modifying the wings with the help of the light falling from the cave ceiling. Whether the wings were thin or thick, straight or slanted, or even long or short, all had a significant impact on speed and Dao power consumption.

Little Wei Yuan tested repeatedly, but the results fluctuated up and down, with no definite pattern.

Little Wei Yuan rubbed his face, wiped away the fatigue, and continued to study. There must be a pattern to the wing shape. Little Wei Yuan knew he couldn't find the pattern because his learning was not deep enough.

Xu Wenwu had said that the optimal solution could be calculated. Of course, as for how to calculate it specifically, let alone Xu Wenwu, even his teacher from the world beyond the heavens wouldn't know.

Tinghai Xianjun Tinghai's research was somewhat similar to this, but he had also said in his articles that his research method required spiritual sense at the Tinghai Xianjun level; even a True Lord wouldn't suffice.

After Little Wei Yuan adjusted it, he entered the Myriad Worlds of Heshan, summoned a gust of wild wind to blow fiercely at the wings, and then observed its dynamics, recording various data.

After repeating this time and again, by the time the sky was bright and the morning sun rose, this pair of wings already saved ten percent more Dao power than the original. Don't underestimate this ten percent of Dao power; over an entire day, it could allow him to fly ten thousand miles further.

Little Wei Yuan woke Zhang Sheng, and the two sat down and took off again, this time heading toward the Liao Realm in the southeast.

An hour later, the Liao tribe woman with silver ornaments arrived at Little Wei Yuan's hiding place. She entered the cave, took a turn, and was furious, striking the earth with one palm, causing a hundred zhang of land to sink by a zhang!

"To dare to do such a thing under my pursuit, you are truly seeking death!"

She identified the direction and instantly disappeared. A moment later, she looked at the Liao Realm ahead, hesitated for a moment, and turned to fly toward the Shaman Realm.

This Little Wei Yuan had managed to escape to the Shaman Realm with great difficulty; returning to the Liao Realm now, wasn't that seeking death?

At this time, Little Wei Yuan had already penetrated deep into the Liao Realm and turned to head south. Passing by a city, Little Wei Yuan concealed his aura, grabbed several Liao cavalrymen, interrogated them to confirm the location, and then continued to fly south, subsequently throwing the corpses into a water pool in an uninhabited valley.

This place was still nearly a million miles from the human realm. Along the way, he had to pass through several Golden Tent Khanates, cross over a dozen large mountain ranges and nine large rivers, before he could return to the human realm.

Little Wei Yuan continued south, flying and then turning to fly toward the Shaman Realm. Passing by a small valley, Little Wei Yuan suddenly landed, killed a monster beast entrenched here, dug up all the emerald green grass in the center of the valley, and then continued on his way.

Just like this, Little Wei Yuan killed two monster beasts throughout the day and harvested several types of spiritual plants, one of which was wild spiritual rice. After nightfall, Little Wei Yuan continued to optimize the shape of the wings and the wind-breaking water blade. By the time he set off again, the Dao power consumption was reduced by another half a percent, and the speed was increased by half a percent.

Although the feeling of being pursued relentlessly behind him had not grown stronger, it had never dissipated. Little Wei Yuan dared not be careless and fully improved his own flight kit.

Two days later, Little Wei Yuan finally flew out of this area hidden with danger and no longer needed to hide underground every night. Once out of the snowy mountains, Little Wei Yuan immediately increased his speed. After the adjustments made through piecemeal efforts these days, his speed per quarter-hour had now increased to six hundred and fifty miles, and he could fly five thousand two hundred miles in an hour.

Thus, Little Wei Yuan always maintained concealment, flying in a winding manner from time to time, and only descended to rest in an uninhabited wilderness for an hour every day. After another ten or so days like this, he finally approached the human realm.

Little Wei Yuan's feeling of danger grew stronger and stronger. For the last stretch, he did not rush to hurry on his journey, but instead landed and stayed on the ground for a precious quarter-hour, fine-tuning the wings and nozzles, and then re-blessed himself with Qi luck. This time, he finally activated the aura of the maiden Yin-Yang.

Blessing Qi luck with Yin-Yang would be an all-around improvement.

When Little Wei Yuan took off again, a silver light flashed on the distant horizon, and a terrifying thought was transmitted over: "Stop now, and I will spare your life!"

Little Wei Yuan followed the flow, activated all four nozzles simultaneously, instantly accelerated to a top speed of fifteen hundred miles per quarter-hour, and sped away.

The silver light flickered uncertainly. A figure wreathed in thunder chased after him rapidly, slowly narrowing the distance with Little Wei Yuan. Seeing the two sides slowly shorten to less than a hundred miles, the figure immediately swung out a bolt of thunder, but it missed by ten miles.

Little Wei Yuan was unhurried and took out two more nozzles to add to the fuselage. As the nozzles exerted force, the speed increased again, and the distance between the two sides began to gradually widen. The figure gave a heavy hum, pointed at the sky, and in an instant, dark clouds gathered in the sky, heavy rain poured down, and then bolts of thunder fell. Her figure flickered constantly, using the thunder to leap, and actually narrowed the distance with Little Wei Yuan again!

Little Wei Yuan took out two more nozzles and installed them.

This time, all eight nozzles exerted force simultaneously, and the wings swept back even further. At this time, the speed per quarter-hour had surged to twenty-five hundred miles!

The two sides, one chasing and one fleeing, instantly streaked across the earth, across cities, and across tribes of various sizes. From time to time, people rose to investigate, but before they could reach a sufficient height, the two sides had already flashed past.

At this speed, the Dao power consumption surged. Little Wei Yuan took out a bottle of tonic obtained from the Dragon Eagle and swallowed half the bottle in one breath, finally managing to slightly stop the downward trend of his Dao power.

A moment later, the four added nozzles suddenly lost power, and Little Wei Yuan's speed dropped sharply. From afar came booming laughter that resounded through heaven and earth!

However, Little Wei Yuan was not panicked. He directly recycled the four nozzles and then installed four new ones. In the blink of an eye, his speed returned to top speed.

At this time, in the Myriad Worlds of Heshan, two Dragon Guards, one civil and one martial, were each holding a cylinder, constantly filling it with Dao power. And beside them, there were dozens of cylinders already filled.

These nozzles were all disposable nozzles pre-filled with Dao power. When used, they did not require Little Wei Yuan to input extra Dao power; they could be used upon activation.

Theoretically, more nozzles could be added, but Little Wei Yuan knew that the Water Blade Technique had reached its limit at this moment. If the speed were any faster, the gale would directly crush the water blade, and at that time, the impact Little Wei Yuan would receive would be about the same as hitting a mountain directly.

The person chasing had already exhausted her full strength, and thunder followed wherever she passed. Even if she were a Great Power of the Imperial View, the consumption of such a Daoist art that changed the heaven and earth environment was extremely great and could not possibly be sustained.

Neither side could sustain it, so it depended on who could last longer.

In the blink of an eye, Little Wei Yuan changed into four new nozzles. At this time, patches of military camps and battlefields had already appeared below. Liao tribe powerhouses constantly rose into the sky to intercept, but Little Wei Yuan's speed was truly too fast. Just the wake turbulence left behind him was enough to blow several Dharma Form cultivators until they couldn't stand steadily.

Several thousand-man commanders looked at each other, their hearts filled with horror.

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"Don't block the way!" A roar came from high in the sky, and several bolts of thunder directly struck these thousand-man commanders to the ground, leaving them severely injured and unable to rise.

In the main camp, a ten-thousand-man commander appeared with a gloomy face, looked at the sky, and then only said, "Carry those unlucky guys down to treat their injuries."

"My lord..."

"They were unlucky to run into that guy going crazy. Let it be."

At this time, ahead of Little Wei Yuan, the clear Qi of the human realm was already faintly in sight. The earth was a battlefield everywhere, military Qi rose, and the battle lines were intertwined like dog's teeth. Little Wei Yuan no longer cared about interception and flew straight toward the human realm, while the momentum of the pursuer behind him grew more and more vigorous, almost turning into a ball of scorching blue lightning!

The two sides instantly passed through the war-torn earth, causing countless soldiers below to look up. The lightning around that figure grew crazily, clearly brewing a world-shaking strike!

Just at this moment, a sword light, a purple thunderbolt, and a point of scorching True Sun Fire flew from three directions, directly dispersing the thunderclouds in the sky. A grand voice said, "The road ahead is blocked, fellow Daoist, please return!"

Little Wei Yuan did not stop at all, rushed into the Northern Shanmen of the Grand Void Palace, and disappeared into the mountains of palaces.

The figure wreathed in lightning stopped in the sky. After a long time, she said in a cold voice, "You had better pray that this mountain gate of yours will never fall for all eternity!"

The Northern Shanmen was dominated by a ten-thousand-zhang peak in the center, with two slightly shorter peaks nearby, forming a pincer formation, together guarding the geomancy of the entire mountain gate's ley lines.

No palaces were built on the three peaks; all palace buildings were built around the peaks. The central open space surrounded by the peaks was where the main mountain gate hall was located.

At this time, Little Wei Yuan was being led by two fellow disciples, walking into a side hall next to the main hall, and entering a room filled with the fragrance of elixirs.

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