Escape

Ye Chuan stared at the black-robed figure in the distance. From the half of her face that was visible, it was clear she was an exceptionally beautiful woman.

But the problem was—

If you're Bai Qianshuang, then who the hell is the glutton at my house?

Before Ye Chuan could speak, the black-robed woman who called herself Bai Qianshuang casually swung her sword, sending another blade of sword energy hurtling toward him!

"Not good…" Ye Chuan immediately dodged. This sword energy contained no spiritual power—it was pure sword intent, a purely physical attack!

He had never cared about the fate of the Qingyun Sect. After witnessing the earlier confrontation, he had chosen to hide in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to snatch the Black Tortoise Essence Blood. But who would have thought his position would be exposed?

A breeze swept by, lifting the hood of the black-robed woman—revealing a face identical to Bai Qianshuang's, breathtakingly beautiful yet icy cold. Her gaze swept over the crowd as if she were looking at corpses.

She looks exactly like Bai Qianshuang?

"Movement technique, huh."

The "Bai Qianshuang" saw Ye Chuan effortlessly evade her sword energy, her tone growing even colder. "Jade Void Sword Art—Slash!"

A frost-blue sword energy shot forth, so fast it seemed to tear through space, instantly striking Ye Chuan!

"Zzzzt—"

A surge of black energy erupted, and the frost-blue sword energy was instantly devoured by Ye Chuan's Primordial Indestructible Body.

"…" Ye Chuan hadn’t expected to fail to dodge. The speed was simply too fast—in the blink of an eye, the sword energy was already upon him.

Luckily, the attack was formed from spiritual energy, posing no threat to him whatsoever.

Seeing Ye Chuan unharmed, "Bai Qianshuang" frowned slightly. Her perception couldn’t discern what level of cultivation Ye Chuan possessed.

Could his realm be higher than hers?

She quickly dismissed the thought. If Ye Chuan were that powerful, why would he have been hiding in a corner earlier? There was no need.

Refusing to believe it, "Bai Qianshuang" unleashed several more frost-blue sword energies!

"Hum."

"Hum."

"Hum."

Each strike landed on Ye Chuan, only to be dissolved completely. At this point, Ye Chuan couldn’t be bothered to dodge—he realized he simply couldn’t evade her attacks.

Even if he teleported, the next instant, the sword energy would still hit him.

Honestly, it was terrifying.

If not for his Primordial Indestructible Body, Ye Chuan felt he would have died eight hundred times over.

"Hmph, let’s see how many more you can take." Finally sensing something amiss, "Bai Qianshuang" stopped launching sword energies. Instead, she tossed her flying sword into the air, conjuring hundreds of sword shadows.

"…" Now Ye Chuan was a little nervous. While he wasn’t afraid of the shadows, the flying sword had firmly locked onto him.

Run?

Seemed impossible. His spatial leap couldn’t cover much distance.

Was he going to die here?

Though death in the Tianxuan Continent wasn’t permanent, he hadn’t obtained the pill formula yet. He didn’t want to waste this opportunity so soon.

"You’re not Bai Qianshuang!" Ye Chuan suddenly shouted.

The "Bai Qianshuang" halted her hand seals, as if her secret had been exposed. Her face remained the same, but her voice turned even icier.

"Who are you?"

"I’ve been friends with Bai Qianshuang for years." Seeing that his words had an effect, Ye Chuan pressed on.

"Friends…?"

"Bai Qianshuang" paused again before letting out a cold laugh.

"What a joke. She’s barely interacted with any men since childhood. Die."

Just as she was about to strike, a sudden explosion drew everyone’s attention.

"What?!"

Over at the Qingyun Sect’s side, two elders had chosen to detonate their spiritual energy, sacrificing their physical bodies to violently rupture the formation!

Seeing the formation crack open, "Bai Qianshuang" merely narrowed her eyes. "Madmen."

Zi Ning'er seized the moment to crush a token. "Qingyun Sect disciple Zi Ning'er and our elders have been ambushed by remnants of the Jade Void Sect! Requesting reinforcements!"

The next moment, the token seemed to respond—the sky darkened instantly, clouds churning violently.

"Hmph? Daring to ambush my disciples on Qingyun Sect territory? Do you think the Qingyun Sect has no one left?" A cold voice, as if transmitted from a thousand miles away, instantly sent the black-robed figures flying with its sheer force!

Voice Transmission over a Thousand Miles?!

Seeing that just the release of spiritual energy could alter the heavens, "Bai Qianshuang" realized a Dao Comprehension Realm expert had intervened—likely the Qingyun Sect’s sect master or one of its guardian elders.

But it didn’t matter anymore. "Bai Qianshuang" knew her plan had failed.

"Retreat."

She crushed a talisman in her hand, and a spatial rift tore open—a treasure with teleportation capabilities.

The other black-robed figures wasted no time, flooding into the rift.

Within moments, they had all vanished. If not for the battle scars and remnants of the formation, no one would believe hundreds of black-robed figures had been here moments ago.

Soon after, several overwhelming auras approached from the distance!

Standing atop his flying sword, Ye Chuan had countless questions, but now wasn’t the time. He had to leave.

With a flash, he appeared beside Zi Ning'er.

"Just who are you—?" Zi Ning'er had seen Ye Chuan being pursued by the "Bai Qianshuang." She was about to demand answers when Ye Chuan suddenly began rummaging through her robes.

Zi Ning'er’s face flushed red. "You lecher?!"

Seriously, now?!

The other elders and disciples were dumbfounded.

The Qingyun Sect’s experts were nearly here, and this guy was trying to cop a feel first?!

But they were all severely injured, helpless as Ye Chuan searched until he pulled out a storage pouch from Zi Ning'er’s person.

Without a word, sensing the approaching auras, Ye Chuan used Spatial Leap to vanish instantly!

"Trying to run?!" A voice boomed, followed by a sealing spell descending upon Ye Chuan!

Yet the next second, Ye Chuan was already gone—the spell had no effect whatsoever!

A few breaths later, the air rippled as an elderly man hovered mid-air, frowning at the devastation below. "Why didn’t my sealing spell…?"

Unfortunately, he had been too far away to lock onto Ye Chuan’s aura.

"G-Guardian Elder," Zi Ning'er gasped weakly. "We were ambushed… and that man stole my storage pouch."

"We’ll discuss this back at the sect." The elder waved a hand, lifting everyone present—including the spirits of the two elders who had self-detonated—with immense power.