Chapter 161: Despair

Time reversal!

The Biyun Laozu, who was sitting cross-legged in the Tai Xu Divine Hall crafting an array disc, suddenly heard a commotion outside.

He assumed it was He Pingsheng returning and, out of habit, did not use his spiritual sense to check.

However, when he saw his son, Wuwei, enter, the old man's mouth suddenly fell open: "You... how did you come here?"

"Great... just great, my dear father!" Wuwei was so angry he jumped up: "Didn't you say you were going into seclusion?"

"You even said that after seclusion, you were going to slay those two Nascent Soul experts from the Beast-Taming Immortal Sect. You actually lied to me!"

"You actually lied to me!"

"Old thing... what exactly are you trying to do?"

"Are you trying to pass the Tai Xu Great Profound Scripture to that kid surnamed He?"

The Tai Xu Biyun Laozu's gaze narrowed slightly, a murderous look appearing in his eyes. He looked at the key to the array in Wuwei's hand and asked: "Where did you get that array key? Where is the He kid now?"

"Don't worry!" Wuwei said: "He's doing just fine. He's the one who told me to come find you!"

"What?"

The Tai Xu Biyun Laozu secretly thought, *This is bad. *

Then, his vast spiritual sense surged forth, enveloping the entire Tai Xu Men.

Unfortunately, by this time, He Pingsheng had long since activated his stealth mode, and his figure remained motionless, not a single shred of spiritual power leaking out.

How could the Tai Xu Biyun Laozu possibly see He Pingsheng's trail?

Pale with shock, the old man took a step, and his figure vanished from the main hall.

When he reappeared, he was already on Xiuzhu Peak.

He knew He Pingsheng hailed from Xiuzhu Peak; perhaps he could find a clue there.

He asked several disciples on Xiuzhu Peak, but none knew where He Pingsheng had gone. Only one young girl told him that early in the morning, the two Snow Rocs He Pingsheng raised had headed southeast.

The Biyun Laozu dared not delay and rushed southeast.

At the same time, his heaven-covering spiritual sense swept out frantically.

Finally, after flying for the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, he saw the two Snow Rocs.

However, the one sitting on the Snow Rocs was not He Pingsheng, but an ugly-looking fat man.

After the fat man saw the Biyun Laozu, he even specifically sent a message back.

At this moment, the Tai Xu Biyun Laozu finally understood.

"Bad..." He slapped his forehead hard: "I've been played by this kid... Damn it, lived a whole life, only to be outsmarted by a wet-behind-the-ears brat at the end."

"Hehehe... hehehe..."

The Tai Xu Biyun Laozu chuckled, then performed a teleportation, instantly appearing ten thousand zhang away.

Repeating this continuously, after a dozen teleports, he arrived back at the Tai Xu Men.

On the other side, He Pingsheng was piloting his flying boat, flying straight ahead.

His speed was very fast; after one day, he had traveled tens of thousands of miles.

When he put away the flying boat and landed at a human gathering point to inquire, he realized that after this day and night of flying, he had long since crossed the borders of the Dao Xuan Alliance.

He Pingsheng knew well the terror of a Nascent Soul Biyun Laozu, so he dared not stop and set off in his flying boat, fleeing all the way.

One day!

Two days!

Three days!

Finally, after flying for over ten days and changing directions several times, he finally flew to a distance that put his mind at ease.

Night fell!

Deep within a continuous mountain range, He Pingsheng dared not fly rashly at night; if he happened upon those powerful demonic beasts, he wouldn't even know how he died.

Forget it!

Let's find a place to rest first.

Tomorrow, he would find a human gathering place, inquire about the location of cultivators, and then make further plans.

If he ran foolishly into some forbidden zone, he'd really want to vomit.

He Pingsheng descended from the void, found a random cave, blocked the entrance with stones, and sat down cross-legged.

After half a month of rushing, he was clearly exhausted, but he couldn't sleep at all. In the middle of the night, he took out his storage bag and dumped the spirit stones inside with a clatter.

A huge pile.

A full several tens of thousands.

These spirit stones were all he had accumulated over the years.

Of course, saying "accumulated" wasn't quite right; it was mainly from killing people and seizing their treasures.

Killing Xiao Bufan, the Foundation Establishment Daoist Changping, Yude, Linglong, Luoyu, and others had yielded quite a lot of spirit stones.

"Hehehe..." He Pingsheng looked at this huge pile of spirit stones, and his confidence surged: "With so many resources, and the Treasure-Gathering Basin in hand, am I still afraid of having no elixirs to cultivate?"

From now on, this world is vast, and I can go anywhere.

After saying this, he lay down on the pile of spirit stones and fell into a deep sleep.

After all, he hadn't closed his eyes for over ten days, and these ten days had been spent in high tension; even as a Foundation Establishment immortal, his spiritual sense was reaching its limit.

He had a dream at night, dreaming that the Tai Xu Biyun Laozu had transformed into a demon, rushing at him with a bloody mouth and fangs.

He Pingsheng was so scared he shivered and woke up.

After waking, he found himself still lying on the pile of spirit stones, and only then did he feel relieved.

But the next moment, he felt something was wrong.

He opened his eyes slightly and discovered that the surroundings were bright.

He Pingsheng opened his eyes wide, only to see himself in a dark, oppressive main hall.

The hall was dimly lit, and on the steps in front was a golden armchair.

Lying in the armchair was an elderly man in his twilight years.

With a chill down his spine and cold sweat pouring down, He Pingsheng reached out and pinched his thigh hard, then let out an "ouch."

It wasn't a dream after all.

The old man on the golden chair moved twice, opened his eyes, and his hoarse voice sounded again: "Awake?"

He Pingsheng ignored the Tai Xu Biyun Laozu and continued to reach out, scratching his thigh.

It still hurt.

Damn it, it's over... it really wasn't a dream, I've been caught again.

After rushing to escape for over ten days, I was caught back in one night.

The key is, I don't even know how it happened!

This...

The gaze He Pingsheng cast toward the Tai Xu Daoist was full of fear.

And despair.

If such a badass escape plan of his failed, how could he escape in the future?

It's over.

"Going out with so many spirit stones clinking and clanking, thinking you have the qualifications to gain a foothold in the cultivation world?" The Tai Xu Biyun Laozu walked down from his seat and said: "They all say you, He Pingsheng, are an honest person; now it seems, you kid aren't honest at all!"

"Your mind is quite meticulous!"

"First, you tricked Wuwei into coming over to disturb my mind, then you hid silently, making me mistakenly think you had run away!"

"Then, taking advantage of the time I left the Tai Xu Men to search, you ran in the opposite direction!"

"Perfect design, perfect plan!"

"You even calculated human nature to perfection!"

"It's a pity!" The Tai Xu Biyun Laozu shook his head, his two eyebrows floating in front of his chest swaying left and right: "It's a pity your cultivation is too poor. If your cultivation were higher, or if the grade of your flying artifact were higher, you really might have escaped, kid!" ===== CHAPTER 162 =====