With a tap of his foot, he frantically pushed the True Qi within his body, moving along the meridians that had been forcibly opened up by the inherited power before.
A dark figure flickered, its speed suddenly tripling.
In just a few flashes, he had shaken off the group of pursuers behind him.
Just as the dark figure was about to completely vanish from view, Sect Leader Leng and the old monk suddenly panicked.
If they let Zhang Xiaohao get away, all their efforts would be in vain.
Desperate for that awakened thousand-year-old Spiritual Medicine, both of them went berserk.
"Everyone, listen up! I, the sect master, now order all of you to swallow the Essence Boosting Pill! Chase after them for me!" Sect Leader Leng roared ferociously.
"Listen to me! I now order you to ignite your life essence, at all costs, and chase them down! The first to catch them will become my direct disciple and be taught the supreme secret techniques of the Great Brightness Temple!" the old monk bellowed.
As the words of the two men fell,
the disciples of their two sects, although very reluctant in their hearts,
faced the indifferent and ruthless gaze of the two men, had to pinch their noses in acquiescence, channeling all their rage towards Zhang Xiaohao.
Those who could use secret techniques did so, and those who could take medicine did so.
A surge of formidable auras erupted from their bodies.
"Let’s go!" Sect Master Long and the old monk exchanged a glance and growled in unison.
Using their secret techniques, they led a group of disciples, filled with murderous intent, and chased after Zhang Xiaohao.
Zhang Xiaohao was deliberately playing with them, running for a while then intentionally stopping to let them catch up.
As the distance between them grew closer, Zhang Xiaohao once again took a dose of Netherworld Holy Water.
Treading on the Twelve Heavenly Steps, he left the two groups of pursuers without a trace.
After doing this several times, he deliberately created the impression that he was nearly at his limit.
"Quick! There goes Bao Butong, that stinkin’ brat! He’s almost done for, push yourselves harder for me. Whoever catches him first, I promise, will be the next Saint Heir or Holy Daughter of the Tianyin Sect!"
"What are you waiting for? Cast your secret techniques again and chase them down for me! Whoever catches him, I promise to take as my direct disciple, and will grant them one wish!"
Sect Leader Leng and the old monk kept urging on vigorously.
Hearing the words of the two men, the group of disciples behind them surged forward as though infused with adrenaline.
At this point, no one wanted to give up.
For the victory that was within their grasp, each one, once again using secret techniques or taking medicine, chased after Zhang Xiaohao and the others swiftly.
In the blink of an eye, two hours passed.
Zhang Xiaohao, holding Gong Ningyue, pretended to be squatting on the ground panting, looking like he was about to give out.
In front of him, there was a massive cave entrance.
"Quick! Bao Butong is over there, they’re almost out of steam, chase them down for me!"
"Ah! What are you imbeciles waiting for? Hurry up and charge for me!"
Seeing that Zhang Xiaohao was nearly spent,
Sect Leader Leng and the old monk roared excitedly.
Their enthusiasm was palpable, as if the thousand-year-old Spiritual Medicine was already in their grasp.
They were completely unaware that, led in circles by Zhang Xiaohao’s deliberate actions, they were stepping deeper into the trap he had set.
"You two old dogs have gone too far! Even if I die, I won’t hand over the thousand-year-old Spiritual Medicine to you!" Zhang Xiaohao purposefully growled.
His face bore an expression of utter despair, which was simply classic.
As the disciples from both sects closed in,
Zhang Xiaohao, holding Gong Ningyue, swiftly rushed into the cave.
Upon entering the mountain cave, that familiar eerie power assailed them once more.
However, now, these strange black forces were useless against Zhang Xiaohao.
Zhang Xiaohao deliberately slowed his pace, waiting for their arrival.
"Hmm? Be careful of their tricks!" an old monk from Great Brightness Temple said, frowning.
A group of people stopped outside the cave. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍
"Hmph! What tricks could there be? If you’re afraid, just stay here! That millennia-old Spiritual Medicine is destined to be mine," Sect Leader Leng declared with determination.
"All forces, follow me in pursuit!" Sect Leader Leng bellowed with authority.
Under his lead, a group of disciples from the Tianyin Sect rushed swiftly inside.
"Old Leng, you think you can monopolize it? I’ll tell you there’s no way! Everyone, after him!" the old monk chuckled coldly.
With a slight flicker, he led a group of disciples from Great Brightness Temple charging rapidly into the cave.
"Ah! I can hardly run anymore, you two old dogs! You’re bullying me too much!" Seeing them enter, Zhang Xiaohao deliberately cursed in anger.
Carrying Gong Ningyue, he rushed further inside.
"Weird? Why is my True Qi sealed?" Gong Ningyue said, furrowing her brow.
"Hehe!" Zhang Xiaohao chuckled with amusement.
Without explaining, he continued to rush inside, holding her warm, delicate body.
During the tumultuous escape, Zhang Xiaohao took no small advantage of her.
Through a layer of thin clothing, he had felt almost every part of her body.
"Bastard! Tell me, what exactly is going on here? Why can’t I use my True Qi?" Gong Ningyue demanded, flustered and exasperated.
"How should I know if you ask me? I also discovered this cave just as I was running out of options," Zhang Xiaohao replied.
"You think I’m busty but brainless? Would I believe your nonsense?" Gong Ningyue scoffed.
"Whether you believe it or not, I do," Zhang Xiaohao responded.
"Ah! Let go of your hand, where are you touching?" Gong Ningyue said, becoming furious.
"Miss, didn’t you keep insisting that I be your man in the shadows? Well, I find this proposal quite good, let’s find a place later to discuss it thoroughly," Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.
"Ah! You, you..." Gong Ningyue was at a loss for words.
"Haha!" Zhang Xiaohao laughed triumphantly.
His right hand took another ruthless grab at her buttocks.
He leaped, hastening further into the cave.
"Quick! Put some more effort into it, everyone! That brat Bao Butong is almost done for!" Sect Leader Leng shouted excitedly.
He was completely unaware that the True Qi within him was already being restrained by a mysterious power.
"Damn it! The millennia-old Spiritual Medicine is mine, no one shall snatch it away! Chase with all your might," the old monk bellowed furiously.
In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed.
Zhang Xiaohao flickered his feet, carrying the delicate body of Gong Ningyue, and darted out of the cave like lightning.
"Ah! Where is this place?" Gong Ningyue exclaimed in shock.
Looking at the dark expanse, her gaze was filled with disbelief.
"Their final resting place!" Zhang Xiaohao said, brimming with killing intent.
Scuttling sounds soon followed...
Quickly, disciples from both Tianyin Sect and Great Brightness Temple,
led by Sect Leader Leng and the old monk, surged out from the underground passage.