Immortal Martial Saint, starting with unlimited stat points

"Junior Brother Zhou?" Gao Tian turned his head, but did not see Zhou Chen's familiar figure. He felt relieved. "Junior Brother Zhou just said he went outside to find someone to rescue us. I don't know where he went."

"What?" Zhao Heng frowned deeply. "Where did he go to find someone to rescue him?"

"I don't know," Gao Tian said. "After we escaped from Xingde County, we were at a loss and could only let Junior Brother Zhou do as he pleased."

Zhao Heng stared intently at Gao Tian, ​​as if trying to discern something from his face.

Gao Tian's expression was calm and composed, not feigning anything.

He then looked at Yi Lianxing, Chen Yunpeng, and the others beside him, and received the same answer from them.

"What does Zhou Chen look like?" Seeing that his questioning had yielded no results, Zhao Heng turned to look at Chen Wen.

"Tall and handsome, just like Captain Zhao," Chen Wen quickly complimented.

At this moment, an official in the county office who had seen Zhou Chen's appearance before took out paper and pen from his pocket, sketched out his features, and presented them to Zhao Heng with a fawning expression, saying, "Lord Zhao, that's what he looks like."

Zhao Heng glanced at the portrait on the paper and nodded; the man was indeed just as handsome as him.

"Here you go." He reached into his robes and casually tossed out two bottles of pills.

The official uncorked the bottle, and a strong aroma of medicinal pills wafted out.

Just one puff seemed to alleviate the fatigue and injuries from the long run.

Then, Zhao Heng took a deep breath, turned to the Xijiang Guards who were on his way, and ordered, "Pass down the order: immediately disperse and search! Find that man named Zhou Chen! Alive or dead!"

"Yes!" Xijiang Guard responded with a roar, his figure scattering into the air.

Zhao Heng glanced at Chen Wen and the others' disheveled appearance and softened his tone slightly: "Xingde County has been recovered by Lord Cheng. You may return to the city to rest. The county seat will make arrangements for you afterwards."

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Xingde County, official road.

Chen Wen led his disciples at the front, like a victorious general returning home.

Although Zhou Chen, a major threat, was not eliminated this time, with the Xijiang Guard personally pursuing him, Zhou Chen would have no chance of escaping.

Now that Xingde County has been recovered, the wealth that the Chen family has yet to transfer from their treasury is enough to keep the Chen family standing strong.

Behind the Chen family, the Li family, the Zhao family, and the surviving martial arts school disciples followed, keeping a distance from them.

"Senior Brother, the Chen family is utterly despicable. Brother Zhou saved all of us, and they betrayed him right away." Shi Feng, pulling Xiao Shitou along behind Gao Tian, ​​stood up for Zhou Chen.

"Yes, Brother Zhou is a really good person. Those people just now looked so fierce, they must be..." Before Xiao Shitou could finish speaking, Shi Feng covered his mouth.

Now that the Chen family has betrayed Zhou Chen's whereabouts, everyone is united in their hatred of the enemy, so a few verbal curses won't hurt.

But if we were to direct our attacks at those fierce-looking Xijiang Guards, who knows what might happen.

That night, many people were injured, and the martial artists were burdened with the responsibilities of supporting their families. They walked for a long time but were unable to enter the city.

Based on the distance, even traveling day and night, it would take until dawn the next day to arrive.

After a while, they decided to set up camp by the roadside and settle down temporarily.

Even though spring has arrived, there is still a chill in the air.

Gao Tian leaned down beside Yi Yan, who had just woken up, and whispered something to him.

"Father, what were you and Senior Brother Gao whispering about?" Yi Lianxing asked curiously, her words muffled.

"It's nothing, just asking Tian'er for a favor." Yi Yan's hair was gray, and his skin was layered, having long lost its former radiance.

The two whispered to each other for a few more breaths, and Gao Tian took a ring from Yi Yan's hand and nodded emphatically.

He glanced around the camp. Most of the people were fast asleep on the ground, while others, who were more alert, were also dozing off against their companions. The only sound in the camp was the occasional crackling of the campfire.

He crouched low, took a deep breath, and whispered as he moved toward a corner of the camp.

In one corner of the camp, a sallow-faced villager dressed in tattered clothes huddled in a corner, his head bobbing down as if he were fast asleep.

Hearing the faint footsteps approaching, his body tensed, exuding a hint of danger.

"Junior Brother Zhou, it's me," Gao Tian called out in a low voice.

Zhou Chen opened his half-closed eyes, revealing a sharp glint in them.

"Senior Brother Gao?" Zhou Chen was surprised.

Within Xingde County, he took over the command of the formation from Chen Wu, and the panel took the opportunity to absorb a lot of earth energy to enhance its supernatural powers.

Now, he has mastered the Seventy-Two Transformations, and is completely different from when he first started.

Therefore, when he heard Zhao Heng talking about the old story of the magistrate of Linhai County from afar, he had already changed his appearance, concealed his presence, and hidden among the ordinary people.

He even buried his own Moonflower Staff and mysterious black bow, which he relied on, in order to evade the pursuit of the Xijiang Guards.

With precedents to follow, he didn't want to be captured and have his cultivation destroyed, with the unexpected luck that had merged into his body forcibly stripped away.

Even so, Gao Tian still recognized him.

"Junior brother, your ability to conceal your aura and change your appearance is indeed powerful, but you must know that there is a huge difference between ordinary people and martial artists in their walking, sitting, and lying down. You must pay attention to this in the future!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chen was taken aback, never expecting that he would reveal his true colors in such a subtle way.

Although the Seventy-Two Transformations were powerful, they could not change Zhou Chen's walking, sitting, or lying posture.

Seeing that Zhou Chen did not agree, Gao Tian did not ask any more questions and put the ring that Yi Yan had given him into Zhou Chen's hand.

"This is a relic left by my master's wife. It has the power to contain Mount Sumeru within a mustard seed. My master has already removed the mark from it."

"Simply channel your inner energy to activate it, and you can retrieve the items." Gao Tian's voice was deep, and his speech was much faster than usual.

Zhou Chen's Adam's apple bobbed, and he was about to raise his hand to refuse, but Gao Tian grabbed him and pressed him down.

"This item can only be activated by true qi. None of us, including my seriously injured master, can use it anymore. It's perfect for you."

Seeing Zhou Chen pause, Gao Tian continued, "Master said that the leader this time should be the number one expert in Xijiang, Prefect Cheng Jue."

"This person is a true master of the realm of artistic conception, possessing the ability to sense the autumn wind before it even stirs. If you get too close, even with extraordinary concealment abilities, you may not be able to hide it."

"The ring contains a map of Xijiang County left by your master in your younger days, as well as some cultivation supplies. You should leave quickly."

Perhaps the noise from Gao Tian was a bit too loud, because the few people who were sleeping lightly in the corner were disturbed and mumbled a few words in their sleep, which startled him.

Zhou Chen touched the rather delicate ring, remained silent for a moment, and then nodded.

"I see."

Gao Tian looked at him, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

This junior fellow student, in just a few short months since joining the institution, has experienced storms that others may not be able to weather in a lifetime.

Now, by a twist of fate, he has been bound to an official seal and is being watched by the prefect and the Xijiang Guard. No one can say for sure what the future holds.

Even so, Gao Tian never considered asking Zhou Chen to hand over his official seal in exchange for peace.

In his view, Zhou Chen must have his reasons for hiding his whereabouts, and as the senior disciple of the Crimson Flame Martial Arts Academy, all he could offer was support.

Gao Tian bowed, patted Zhou Chen on the shoulder, and turned to leave.

"Senior brother, please thank Master for me."

The sound drifted over, and Gao Tian subconsciously turned his head; the hunched, ragged figure in the corner had vanished.

At the same time, in the center of the camp, a figure slowly stood up and then rose into the air.