At the beginning, I cleaned the Sutra Library and completed the incomplete skills.

"Senior Sister Xingyue, the Azure Frost Moonbloom is gone!"

A Lingxiao Sect disciple said anxiously, his voice almost breaking into a sob.

"What?!"

The middle-aged female cultivator, Lin Xingyue, frowned immediately upon hearing this.

Turning her head to look, the anger in her heart instantly doubled.

The duck she thought she had in her grasp had flown away, how could she possibly endure this?

Lin Xingyue's eyes flashed with murderous intent as she scanned the entire area.

At this moment.

The dust had completely settled, and the scene before her was clear.

Lin Xingyue then realized that it wasn't just the Azure Frost Moonbloom that was gone.

That brat who had failed in his sneak attack had also disappeared.

At this point, even an idiot could guess what had happened.

It was him!

This thief took advantage of my distraction to steal the Azure Frost Moonbloom!

Lin Xingyue gritted her silver teeth, her anger reaching its peak.

With one thing understood, everything else became clear, and she quickly figured everything out.

Li Lan was clearly also a Qi Refining stage cultivator, possessing earth-attribute techniques.

However, he hadn't used them during the sneak attack, instead, he risked deliberately getting close to her.

Now it seemed quite suspicious.

Could it be that this guy never intended to succeed in the sneak attack from the start? Was his only purpose in doing so to get close to the Azure Frost Moonbloom?

That's why he immediately used the Dust Mist Concealment technique to deceive everyone.

Afterward, he proactively revealed that his fellow disciple had a life-saving magical artifact, forcing her to divert her attention.

He then took the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, effortlessly stealing the Azure Frost Moonbloom.

All of this was planned by that thief!

This child is not old, yet he is so cunning and sly!

Such a mind is truly too deep and meticulous.

Having figured out the cause and effect, Lin Xingyue's heart was filled with extreme rage.

"Go after him! This thief's cultivation is not high, only at the first level of Qi Refining, he can't run far!"

"Whoever retrieves the spiritual herb, I, Lin Xingyue, will cover their cultivation resources and sect contributions for the next year!"

With a heavy reward, there must be brave men.

The middle-aged female cultivator's words immediately injected vitality into the other four Lingxiao Sect cultivators.

Each person's eyes were filled with a burning, greedy look.

They couldn't wait to capture Li Lan and bring him back to claim the reward.

Lin Xingyue sensed for a moment, and a loud hawk cry came from the sky again.

"The Town Mountain Falcon has discovered his trail, you follow the spirit beast, it will guide you in the right direction."

"Yes, Senior Sister Xingyue, rest assured, we will go and capture this thief!"

The four Lingxiao Sect cultivators did not dare to be negligent and quickly used their respective methods to plunge into the jungle.

Watching them leave, Lin Xingyue still hadn't completely calmed down.

She no longer had the mind to play cat and mouse at this moment.

She only wanted to quickly get rid of these Guangji Temple people and personally kill the thief who stole the herb.

Urging the magic incantation, the red light on the Crimson Sky Severing钺 surged again.

A'hua gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on, beads of sweat already seeping from his forehead.

......

On the other side.

Li Lan was running wildly through the jungle.

With the blessing of the Swift Steps Talisman, his speed was almost a blur.

But even so, Li Lan didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

The rustling sounds behind him constantly reminded him that the pursuers were getting closer.

Li Lan's heart was very heavy.

Looking up, the soaring falcon still hovered over his head like a persistent ghost.

No matter how fast he was, no matter how he changed direction.

He could never escape the other party's eyes.

This can't go on.

If I don't get rid of this beast, I'll be caught sooner or later.

Li Lan thought to himself, having already made a decisive decision.

Immediately.

He took out an item from his storage bag.

This was a yellowish-brown spirit paper, depicting a lifelike five-clawed true dragon.

Li Lan hadn't originally planned to use the Divine Brush Creates Dragon.

Such techniques, like Scattering Beans into Soldiers, were long-lost incomplete techniques.

Using them rashly in front of others, if seen by cultivators proficient in this art, might bring trouble.

But the situation was becoming increasingly dangerous at this moment.

Li Lan didn't know how long A'hua and the others could hold out.

If that second-level Qi Refining female cultivator freed up her hands, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Li Lan was quite wary of the other party's strangely shaped magic artifact.

It was precisely because of this that he abandoned the idea of joining forces with A'hua to kill the other party and make another score after obtaining the spiritual herb.

Compared to the cultivation resources in the storage bag of a second-level Qi Refining cultivator, his own life was clearly more important.

Li Lan silently chanted the incantation.

Immediately, he raised his hand and tossed the Five-Clawed True Dragon Diagram into the air.

In an instant.

The ink on the painting seemed to be imbued with life.

The true dragon depicted on it suddenly came to life.

The ink dragon's winding body constantly wriggled and stretched on the spirit paper, and its five claws, as sharp as peerless blades, suddenly stretched out of the spirit paper.

Next came the dragon's head, dragon's body, and dragon's tail.

The entire ink dragon soared into the air, breaking free from the shackles of the spirit paper.

The moment it left the spirit paper.

Its body gradually solidified from illusion.

The ink color on its body became even deeper, as dark as the starry sky.

As the ink dragon fully formed, it noticed the flying bird in the sky.

As if sensing that its territory had been invaded, it suddenly roared to the sky.

The roar seemed to be a roar from ancient times, shaking the surrounding air and causing it to hum.

Even though this dragon had no physical body, even though it was only a phantom constructed of mana and spiritual ink.

The Town Mountain Falcon soaring in the sky still felt a pressure from the depths of its bloodline, surging like a tide.

Its originally unfolded wings involuntarily stiffened in mid-air, and its originally stable flight posture instantly became shaky.

A trace of instinctive fear flashed in its hawk eyes.

That was the instinctive reaction of a spirit beast engraved in its bones.

Because of the fear of natural enemies, their clans were able to continue to this day.

The terrifying and majestic aura exuded by the ink dragon was like an invisible net, tightly enveloping the Town Mountain Falcon.

It didn't even dare to struggle or resist, and after making a few sharp and miserable cries.

The Town Mountain Falcon fell straight from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

Li Lan had originally just wanted to repeat his old trick.

To use the ink dragon to distract the other party and buy himself a moment to escape.

He obviously hadn't expected it either.

This Divine Brush Creates Dragon technique actually had such a miraculous effect on this persistent ghost.

This was a one-time solution, saving him a lot of trouble.

Li Lan didn't hesitate and took out another Swift Steps Talisman from his storage bag.

Replacing the old talisman that had lost its effectiveness.

He ran like the wind, changed direction, and fled.

After traveling several more miles, the rustling sound behind him was indeed much less.

But it hadn't completely disappeared.

Clearly.

There was still one cultivator who didn't know what method he used, but he was able to hang behind him and chase relentlessly.

Seeing this situation.

A ruthless murderous intent flashed in Li Lan's eyes.

Is this really treating me like a rabbit to be chased?

Okay, since you're looking for death, then don't blame me!

Having made a decision, Li Lan quickly had a complete plan in his mind.

He took out a handful of fine sand from his storage bag and muttered the incantation for the Dust Mist Concealment technique in his hand.

Then he raised his hand and scattered the sand and dust again.