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"Damn it, the array's brilliance must have been detected!" Gu Fan cursed inwardly as he fled.

Although they were far apart, their divine senses had already detected the cultivation levels of the three enemies behind them—two at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage and one at the early-Foundation Establishment stage.

After the battle with the monks of Jianglong Temple, Gu Fan suffered considerable damage to his magical artifacts and talismans. Unless he used the Void Mirror, his chances of winning were extremely slim.

If they could shake him off, that would be best. Even if they couldn't, half a day had passed since he left, and Lin Qian'er should have already refined the flower demon's heart. The two of them working together would make fighting the enemy much easier.

......

Several miles behind Gu Fan, three Daoist cultivators in robes were chasing after him with all their might.

Leading the group was a middle-aged Taoist priest, dressed in a flowing, ethereal light blue robe. He had a square face, exuding an air of authority without anger, and held an iron whisk in his hand as he moved with unhurried steps.

But with each step he took, his figure immediately appeared several feet away, as if he had teleported.

Behind the middle-aged Taoist priest were two young men, one thin and tall, the other as burly as an ox.

The gaunt young man said smugly, "I told you the divination was right. Coming in this direction meant there was bound to be an opportunity, and here we are, catching one!"

The burly young man retorted in a booming voice, "But the divination also carries an ominous connotation!"

"You idiot, where in this secret realm isn't dangerous? If you want peace and quiet, go back to Wuchang Peak!" the gaunt young man scolded impatiently.

The middle-aged Taoist coughed heavily and agreed, saying, "Shou Zhuo is right. Wanfa Palace has been ransacked countless times. This person must be extraordinary to have found such an opportunity. Even if there are some dangers in the divination, how can we let it go so easily?"

The burly youth, whose cultivation was inferior to the two, dared not refute them upon hearing this and simply responded in silence.

As they talked, the distance between them and Gu Fan gradually closed, as if the opportunity had already been seized, and the three of them couldn't help but get excited.

Unexpectedly, Gu Fan suddenly accelerated, leaving a trail of afterimages as he flew further and further away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Senior Brother Shouzhen, he's escaped!" the gaunt young man exclaimed in surprise.

Shouzhen stopped and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, the sudden increase in speed must be due to the use of a high-cost escape technique. We'll just use divination again to find him; he can't escape!"

The two young Taoist priests stopped and stood by, holding their breath and not daring to disturb them.

Shouzhen took out a bamboo tube, put in eight copper coins, and chanted incantations in a muffled voice. After shaking the bamboo tube several times, he poured the copper coins into his palm and carefully examined them.

The two young men craned their necks to look, and their expressions changed upon seeing the divination symbol on the copper coin.

"Senior brother... this... should we still go?" the gaunt young man asked hesitantly.

Even with his divination skills, he could see a significant increase in blood color in the hexagram, let alone the other two.

Shouzhen frowned, paced back and forth with his head down, his hands clenching and unclenching.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached into his sleeve and felt around. Suddenly, he looked up and said, "Go! Although the divination is ominous, it's not a certain death. The opportunity must be extraordinary. If we can bring it back to the sect, perhaps we can both hope to form our core!"

These words made the two men's blood boil.

Which Foundation Establishment cultivator doesn't aspire to Core Formation?

Of the Qi Refining cultivators, only one in ten can reach the Foundation Establishment stage, and even among a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators, perhaps only one can form the Core. Not to mention that their aptitude is not exceptional, so they naturally crave cultivation resources even more.

The three exchanged glances, nodded in unison, and then set off in the direction indicated by the divination.

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At the same time, Gu Fan was also familiarizing himself with the newly learned escape techniques.

The three Taoists' escape techniques were quite sophisticated. He ran for a long time, but the distance between them only got closer. After thinking for a while, he made a decisive move to escape while taking out the jade slip containing the "Fleeting Glimpses" cultivation method to examine it.

The Daoist texts surged into his sea of ​​consciousness like a tidal wave.

A moment later, a hint of surprise appeared in Gu Fan's eyes.

"Fleeting Glimpse" is a technique of escape that is not limited by spiritual root attributes. Its characteristics are not only that it is extremely fast, but also that it can disappear after leaving a series of afterimages, making it seem as if it suddenly vanishes.

After discovering the characteristics of "Fleeting Glimpses", Gu Fan immediately felt that it was very suitable for him. Combined with the Qi-gathering effect of "True Technique of Pulling the Machine", it was enough for him to escape with ease.

With a formidable enemy right behind him, he didn't have much time to ponder the situation, but fortunately, he didn't need to either.

Although he knew nothing about the true meaning of the Daoist texts, the clear diagram of the flow of magical power under the Myriad Manifestations Eye was immediately apparent.

When he controlled his magic power and used the Swift Shadow Technique, he instantly turned into a blur and disappeared. It seemed as if his figure had suddenly vanished, but in reality, he continued to escape in the dark.

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By the time the three Taoists made up their minds, Gu Fan was already not far from his previous hiding place.

He cautiously stepped into the formation and was immediately taken aback.

The hiding place was deserted.

"Gone?" Gu Fan frowned in confusion.

The two had an agreement that Lin Qian'er should not leave unless she was discovered.

However, the formation he set up was intact, and there were no signs of battle around it.

Just then, the gray rat crawled out of my arms, squeaked twice, and pointed in a direction.

"You mean... you memorized her scent?"

"Squeak." The gray mouse raised its head high.

"How clever!"

Gu Fan patted the gray rat's head twice, put away the array flags, and followed the gray rat's lead.

Half an hour later, he suddenly stopped, his eyes slightly narrowed as he stared at a patch of shade, where the Yin and Yang wheels quietly appeared.

Just as they were about to make their move, a figure slowly emerged from under the shade of the tree—it was none other than Lin Qian'er, who had disappeared.

Gu Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but was about to speak when he suddenly froze.

Lin Qian'er's appearance was unchanged, but the feeling she gave him was completely different.

Her skin was so delicate it seemed like it could be broken with a touch, her body was curvaceous and beautiful, her eyes were as clear as autumn water... there wasn't a single flaw in her entire being, and every smile, every gesture, exuded amazing charm.

Gu Fan's heart skipped a beat.

Lin Qian'er chuckled, took a few steps closer as if playing a prank, placed one hand on Gu Fan's chest, and smiled seductively: "Fellow Daoist, what do you think of the effects of the Drunken Life, Dreamlike Death?"

"Is this the effect of living a life of debauchery? I thought that was all there was to it, fellow Daoist," Gu Fan replied, feigning surprise.

Lin Qian'er covered her mouth and chuckled. For some reason, her aura changed, and that captivating charm vanished instantly.

"Fellow Daoist, you've come at the perfect time. I was just about to go back to find you," Lin Qian'er said.

"Oh?" Gu Fan asked in surprise, "Did you discover something?"

Lin Qian'er nodded: "Shortly after I refined the flower demon's heart, I sensed a group of cultivators passing by. They were people sent by the demon race to enter the secret realm. I carefully followed them under the cover of darkness and discovered that they were setting up something."

Upon hearing this, Gu Fan's expression turned serious.

The demon race first seized the Demon Refining Pot at the Three Sects Dharma Assembly, and then the transformed demon king personally attacked the Lingxiao Sect's island. Even Master Xuanji was unaware of his schemes behind the scenes, so his ambitions must be extraordinary.

"In that case, let's go take a look!" Gu Fan suggested.

As soon as he finished speaking, three streaks of light appeared in the distance.

The two men's expressions changed.

"Is that Fellow Daoist Chong?" Lin Qian'er asked coldly, staring at the disappearing light, and had already taken out her jade pipa talisman.

Gu Fan's eyes darted around, and he reached out to stop Lin Qian'er, saying, "There's no rush to fight. Since we don't know what the demon cultivators are planning, let's let these three scout ahead."

Lin Qian'er quickly realized what was happening and nodded repeatedly, "Fellow Daoist, please follow me!"

After speaking, Lin Qian'er disappeared into the shadows, using her divine sense to guide Gu Fan in the right direction.

Gu Fan concealed his aura, leaving behind a trail of afterimages before disappearing from sight.

A moment later, the two squatted behind a fallen, sturdy tree and began to observe it carefully.

About twenty feet away, five men in black robes stood in a flat clearing in the forest. One of them held a compass and examined it repeatedly before excitedly shouting to the other three, "This is it!"

The black robes and hoods concealed their expressions, but the four of them were dancing and gesturing, clearly very happy.

One of them took out a jade-green wine pot that glowed with an eerie, blood-red light. On the pot was engraved a giant demonic serpent coiled around a mountain peak, breathing out clouds and mist.

The man in black robes raised the jade pot high with one hand, about to make a hand seal and chant an incantation, when three streaks of light descended from the sky.

"Finally caught up! They even had accomplices!" The gaunt young man, Shou Zhuo, laughed heartily, his eyes fixed on the emerald green wine pot, his greed practically overflowing.

Shouzhen glanced at everyone present and saw that one of them was in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, while the other four were only in the early Foundation Establishment stage. His brows relaxed slightly.

"So the bloodshed in the divination was meant to happen here, but these five people alone aren't too difficult to deal with."

Although he didn't know why the person he had been tracking was wearing a black robe, the extraordinary treasure before him was undeniable.

The man in black robes was interrupted and quickly put away the jade pot. The other four stepped forward to protect him and summoned their magical artifacts to confront the three Taoists.

The atmosphere was tense, and a major battle was about to break out.