Hunter or Prey

Is it possible for the Huangfu family to send someone to capture you?

Mo Tianxiao stood on a mountain peak, looking down at the lush forest as he asked Zi Ling'er beside him.

Zi Ling'er pursed her lips, pondering for a moment before replying, As a colossal aristocratic family, the Huangfu family wouldn't go so far as to personally send people to catch little ants like us, but the Zi family will definitely send someone.

Zi Tianyang dreams of breaking through to the Saint Realm. He will absolutely not let go of this chance to cling to the Huangfu family.

Besides, Huangfu Yunteng is an impatient person. The Huangfu family might not make a move yet, but he might send others to hunt us down.

When the young master of the Huangfu family speaks, there is no shortage of people willing to risk their lives for him.

Zi Ling'er had long since disregarded her own life and death. Having someone willing to risk their life with her in this lifetime made it all worth it!

The only ones she felt sorry for were her parents.

It's fine. We'll play with the Zi family first, and then figure out a way to rescue your parents from the Huangfu family later.

Mo Tianxiao memorized the terrain within a thousand-mile radius, already forming a rough plan in his mind.

The Zi family was just a biting dog; breaking its teeth would be enough. The Huangfu family, however, was a fierce tiger. With just the strength of the two of them, it would be a bit difficult to handle.

His master had given him three hundred years to gain experience. He didn't want to run back with his tail between his legs to ask for his master's help after just a few mere years. That would be too embarrassing.

Moreover, although they were both top-tier factions, he didn't know if his master had any face in the Eastern Region.

Rather than asking his master for help, it would be better to try finding the Yaochi Heavenly Palace. They were the true hosts of the Eastern Region, and their words would definitely carry weight.

Ling'er, find a chance to inadvertently expose our location so the Zi family will come looking for us.

Mo Tianxiao temporarily put aside thoughts on how to deal with the Huangfu family; it was better to finish off the Zi family first.

Senior, leave it to me.

Zi Ling'er's eyes were firm. Since she had already made up her mind, she would fully trust the Senior.

She was just a minor Nascent Soul cultivator. All she had to do was follow behind the Senior and cheer him on. If they won, everything would be great. If they lost, the worst that could happen was reincarnating and becoming a hero again in eighteen years.

Soon, a month passed.

Mo Tianxiao had already set up everything in this vast primeval forest, waiting for the prey to step into the trap.

A thousand miles away from the trap, Zi Ling'er clenched her fists, her palms breaking out in a sweat. Staring intently into the distance and feeling dozens of powerful auras rapidly approaching, she felt somewhat panicked.

Senior, the Zi family sent out three elders! Besides them, there are dozens of Zi family disciples! Should we run?

The Sixth Elder, Seventh Elder, and Eighth Elder of the Zi family.

Aside from the Eighth Elder, who was at the peak of the Void Refinement Realm, the Sixth and Seventh Elders were both Primordial Spirit Realm experts, a realm above Void Refinement!

Just these three elders alone were enough to crush them to death, let alone the dozens of Void Refinement and Profound Comprehension Realm disciples following them.

During this time, Zi Ling'er had only focused on spreading the news and had no idea what the Senior had prepared, which left her feeling incredibly anxious.

She wasn't afraid of death, but the process of waiting for it and the prospect of facing a fate worse than death was truly putting unbearable psychological pressure on her.

Run? They are exactly who I've been waiting for. The more that come, the better.

Mo Tianxiao licked his lips, his eyes turning fierce as a sinister smile crept onto his face.

If too few people came, he probably wouldn't even recoup his costs.

Hearing Mo Tianxiao's words, Zi Ling'er's heart skipped a beat. The Senior's tone was so confident; could it be that he had already prepared some earth-shattering method?

Or perhaps the Senior had called for helpers to hide in the dark?

She didn't know what Mo Tianxiao had prepared, but seeing that he wasn't the least bit panicked, she felt somewhat relieved.

Zi Ling'er! Hurry up and roll out here!

A voice as loud as a giant bell exploded in the air, echoing throughout the entire primeval forest.

The Sixth Elder of the Zi family glared with furious eyes, his divine sense sweeping the surroundings in search of Zi Ling'er's aura.

And that rogue cultivator brat, I know you are here too. Roll out and accept your death together!

The roaring voice carried intense hatred.

The Ninth Elder of the Zi family was his blood brother. He never expected that just by coming out to search for Zi Ling'er's tracks, his brother would end up with his soul completely annihilated.

According to the intelligence provided by the surviving cultivators of the Great Yan Dynasty, he guessed the murderer possessed a Saint-grade weapon.

That was a Saint-grade weapon! The Zi family had been passed down for thousands of years, yet they only had one Quasi-Saint artifact as their clan-guarding treasure. How could a lowly rogue cultivator possibly possess a Saint artifact!

To capture Zi Ling'er, kill this rogue cultivator, and snatch the Saint artifact from his hands, the clan leader had even let him bring out the clan-guarding treasure. One could imagine how much importance the Zi family attached to this rogue cultivator.

Even if the other party was merely a Profound Comprehension Realm cultivator, the Zi family wouldn't give him a single chance; they had to strangle him in the cradle all at once.

After all, a fully grown rogue cultivator was truly troublesome.

They would rather face a faction of the same tier than confront a Tribulation Transcendence Realm rogue cultivator.

Senior, what do we do? We haven't been discovered, have we?

Looking at the aggressive Sixth Elder on the horizon, Zi Ling'er began to sweat all over. She leaned against a large tree, her breathing turning rapid, not daring to move her body too much.

Don't be nervous. I set up a concealment array. It's impossible for them to discover us.

Mo Tianxiao looked relaxed.

To deal with the Zi family, he had spent quite a few villain points to raise his array mastery to the advanced level.

An advanced array master corresponded to cultivators in the Void Refinement and Primordial Spirit realms. The people from the Zi family couldn't see through the concealment array he had set up.

Senior, you are also an array master?

Zi Ling'er stared wide-eyed, not knowing what to say.

An array master capable of deceiving Primordial Spirit cultivators had to be at least an advanced array master.

The Senior was so young. Having high cultivation was one thing, but he was also an advanced array master? Was this reasonable?

However, at this moment, Zi Ling'er suddenly realized something. Her eyes unconsciously widened as she covered her mouth and said in surprise, Senior, you're not planning to use an array to deal with them, are you?

An advanced array master was qualified to contend with Primordial Spirit Realm cultivators.

As long as there was enough time to set up the array, an array master could absolutely trap and kill a Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator.

But this time, the Zi family had brought so many people: two mid-stage Primordial Spirit cultivators, over a dozen Void Refinement cultivators, and dozens of Profound Comprehension cultivators. Could an array alone kill so many people?

Moreover, Primordial Spirit Realm cultivators had extremely robust souls. Even if their physical bodies were destroyed, their souls still possessed the power to fight and could launch soul-targeted attacks. Physical attacks simply couldn't harm the souls of cultivators at or above the Primordial Spirit Realm.

Don't be nervous. When I do things, you can put your heart at ease.

Mo Tianxiao merely watched silently as the figures on the horizon gradually approached the danger zone. The corners of his mouth split into a wide grin reaching his ears, his tone becoming exceptionally excited. Just a little further, just a little further...

At the same time, he quietly tore open a corner of the array, exposing his and Zi Ling'er's auras for a split second.

Found them!

The three elders far on the horizon shot their gazes like falcons toward a location a thousand miles away. Even though it was only a trace of an aura, they had still caught it.

Instantly, the three elders of the Zi family revealed sinister smiles. "Zi Ling'er, along with the sacred artifact, let's see how you escape this time!"

Dozens of figures explosively erupted with terrifying auras, transforming into streaks of flowing light that shot off into the distance.

However, right at that moment, Mo Tianxiao directly deactivated the concealment array hiding his aura and laughed wildly, "Hahahaha! The time is now! All of you, go to hell!"

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