Chapter Fifty: Desperate Escape, Speed of Life and Death

"I've come to get you."

Those few short words exploded in Su Qingyue's heart like a clap of thunder.

She looked at the blood-soaked figure at the door, staring at that familiar yet seemingly much more distant face, as tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks.

She had thought he would come.

She had hoped he would come.

But when this scene actually unfolded, she realized she wasn't prepared for it at all.

"Lin Xuan..." Her voice choked up; a thousand words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't utter a single one.

Lin Xuan had no time for words.

He stepped forward quickly and grabbed Su Qingyue's wrist. Her skin was ice-cold and her aura was weak—the mark inside her body had tortured her until she was nearly at the end of her rope.

"Can you walk?"

Su Qingyue nodded vigorously.

"Let's go!"

Lin Xuan pulled her and charged out the door.

Outside, the moonlight was bleak.

Four corpses lay sprawled on the ground, the blood not yet dry. A thick scent of blood permeated the air.

Su Qingyue glanced at the corpses, her face turning even paler. She knew these people were the deacons guarding her; usually cold and heartless, they were now nothing but cold corpses.

And all of this was because of her.

"Don't look," Lin Xuan's voice sounded in her ear. "If they didn't die, we would."

Su Qingyue took a deep breath, suppressed her complex emotions, and nodded firmly.

The two of them sprinted toward the cliffs of the back mountain.

However—

Just as they rushed out of the Orchid Pavilion, a sharp whistling sound echoed from the foot of the mountain!

It was an alarm!

The collapse of the Four Symbols Demon-Trapping Formation had already alerted the entire Tianxuan Peak!

Following that, more whistles rose and fell, sounding from all directions of the seven peaks! Streaks of light shot into the sky, weaving into a giant net of light in the night sky!

The entire Yunni Sect had been alerted!

"Quick!" Lin Xuan barked, pulling Su Qingyue as he accelerated to full speed!

The back mountain cliff was only a hundred yards away!

As long as they rushed down the cliff, using the night and the precipice for cover, they still had a slim chance of survival!

However—

A streak of light shot forth from the mountainside like a meteor, instantly blocking their path!

The light faded, revealing a figure.

It was a burly middle-aged man wearing the robes of a Yunni Sect Inner Sect Elder, his surrounding aura as vast as the sea—Middle Stage Golden Core!

"Audacious scoundrel! How dare you break into my Yunni Sect at night, assassinate deacons, and kidnap a Disciple!" the middle-aged man shouted sternly. "Surrender now!"

Su Qingyue's face turned deathly pale. She recognized this man—the First Seat Elder of Tianxuan Peak, Yun Tianhai, a Middle Stage Golden Core and a direct descendant of Grand Elder Yun Tianque!

Lin Xuan stopped and shielded Su Qingyue behind him, his gaze fixed intently on Yun Tianhai.

His mind raced.

Against a Middle Stage Golden Core in a direct confrontation, he might not necessarily lack the strength to fight. But the problem was that this was the Yunni Sect; the opponent's reinforcements would only increase. Once bogged down, death was certain.

He had to end this quickly!

He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power core within him spun madly. Nine hundred and ninety-nine strands of Source Martial Spiritual Energy roared in his Meridians like boiling lava! The Ancient God Body Refining Technique operated to its limit as his blood surged like a Dragon, an amber-gold luster flowing beneath his skin! The Concept of 'Mountain Crushing' from the Three Mountain-Shaking Forms fragments flowed through his heart!

Yun Tianhai felt that aura and frowned slightly.

Middle Stage Foundation Establishment? No, this aura... it was more than ten times stronger than an ordinary Middle Stage Foundation Establishment! And that blood vitality, that sense of pressure like a Vicious Beast...

"You are that Lin Xuan?" he said deeply. "You indeed have some skill. No wonder that trash Zhao Yuanzhen suffered at your hands."

Lin Xuan didn't answer, only staring at him fixedly.

He was waiting.

Waiting for an opportunity.

Yun Tianhai sneered, "However, you are too arrogant. This is the Yunni Sect, not Bailian Villa! Did you think that killing a few Late Stage Foundation Establishment Disciples would allow you to run wild here?"

He flipped his right hand, and an entirely crimson longsword appeared in his palm. Fire flowed along the blade, emitting a scorching heat—a High Grade Magical Artifact!

"Today, I shall let you know what is called—"

Before he could finish, Lin Xuan moved!

He didn't charge at Yun Tianhai; instead, he suddenly turned around, pulled Su Qingyue, and sprinted in another direction!

That direction was toward the edge of the cliff!

Yun Tianhai was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "Trying to run? Too late!"

His body flickered as he turned into a crimson streak of light, giving chase!

Fifty yards... thirty yards... ten yards...

Just as he was about to catch up—

Lin Xuan suddenly stopped, turned, and threw a punch!

This punch was delivered without any reservation!

Nine hundred and ninety-nine strands of Source Martial Spiritual Energy burned instantly, and the spiritual power core spun madly, pouring all his strength into this single blow! The Concept of 'Mountain Crushing' from the Three Mountain-Shaking Forms reached its absolute peak at this moment! Wherever the fist wind passed, the air was torn apart, letting out a piercing shriek!

Yun Tianhai's expression changed drastically!

He hadn't expected Lin Xuan's flight to be a lure! Even more, he hadn't expected the power of this punch to be so terrifying!

In his haste, he swung his sword to block!

"BOOM—!!!"

In a deafening explosion, the crimson sword collided violently with the amber-gold fist wind! A wild shockwave swept in all directions, snapping ancient trees and shattering mountain rocks!

Yun Tianhai let out a muffled groan and retreated three steps! The web between his thumb and index finger on his sword-hand burst, blood flowing freely!

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan used the recoil from the punch to pull Su Qingyue and fly toward the edge of the cliff like a shooting star!

"Damn it!" Yun Tianhai's face was livid as he prepared to pursue again—

Suddenly, his pupils constricted!

At the edge of the cliff, the figures of Lin Xuan and Su Qingyue leaped!

They jumped off the cliff!

Yun Tianhai rushed to the edge and looked down.

Below was a thousand-yard abyss, shrouded in mist and seemingly bottomless.

He took a deep breath, a trace of horror flashing in his eyes.

Is this kid insane?!

...

Beneath the cliff.

Lin Xuan held Su Qingyue tightly as the two plummeted rapidly!

The night wind howled in their ears like the wailing of ghosts. Su Qingyue closed her eyes, not daring to look at the endless darkness below. But she could feel Lin Xuan's arms gripping her like iron pincers, without a single tremor.

Ten yards... fifty yards... a hundred yards...

The speed of their descent grew faster and faster!

Just as Su Qingyue thought they were about to be smashed into pulp—

Lin Xuan suddenly reached out his right hand, his five fingers like hooks, and clawed fiercely at the cliff face!

"Screech—!"

His fingers pierced into the rock wall, producing a piercing grinding sound! The terrifying force of the fall nearly tore his arm apart! But he gritted his teeth, letting blood splatter from his fingertips as he gradually slowed their descent!

Ten yards... five yards... three yards...

Finally, when they were about ten yards from the bottom, their downward momentum stopped completely!

Lin Xuan hung from the cliff wall, panting heavily. His right hand was a bloody mess, with bone nearly visible. But in his eyes, a glimmer of relief flashed.

"Hold me tight."

He whispered, letting go of Su Qingyue with his left hand to also pierce it into the rock wall.

Then, like geckos, the two of them slowly moved down the cliff face.

The distance of ten-odd yards took them a full half-incense stick of time.

The moment her feet touched solid ground, Su Qingyue's legs went weak, and she nearly collapsed.

Lin Xuan supported her, his gaze scanning the surroundings.

This was the valley at the foot of Tianxuan Peak's back mountain, surrounded by mountains on four sides with only a narrow canyon leading out. The valley was thick with trees and jagged rocks, making it a perfect place to hide.

But the crisis was far from over.

He looked up toward the cliff top a thousand yards above.

There, several streaks of light were flickering. Yun Tianhai had clearly mobilized men and was preparing to search the bottom of the cliff.

In half an hour at most, they would be found.

Lin Xuan withdrew his gaze and looked at Su Qingyue.

Her face was even paler than before, and her aura was even weaker. The escape just now had already pushed her to her limit.

"Can you walk?" he asked.

Su Qingyue bit her lip and nodded firmly.

Lin Xuan said no more, picked her up on his back, and hurried toward the depths of the canyon.

Behind them, atop the thousand-yard cliff, the streaks of light grew denser.

An even more brutal pursuit had only just begun.

...

Half an hour later.

At the end of the canyon, a figure stumbled out.

Lin Xuan.

He was covered in blood, and the wound on his right hand had been simply bandaged, yet blood still continuously seeped out. Su Qingyue on his back had fallen into a semi-conscious state, murmuring something under her breath.

He looked up at the night sky.

The moon was still high, but half of it was hidden by dark clouds.

Two more days until the night of the full moon.

He took a deep breath and continued forward.

Ahead lay endless mountains and unknown dangers.

But at this moment, he had no other choice.

(End of Volume 2, Chapter 50)

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