Shrouding the Sky: The System Arrived Thirty Years Early

In a desolate valley 120,000 miles east of Tianyu City, Luo Qianqiu's expression shifted constantly.

He was very fast, but the Dao patterns were ultimately broken. In that short time, even if the celestial strategist couldn't completely pinpoint the location, finding the approximate location was not difficult.

With the power of the Purple Mansion Holy Land, as long as they have a general idea of ​​the location, they will find this place sooner or later.

In other words, this secluded valley is no longer safe. Staying here and conserving their energy will only become their grave.

Sensing the approaching danger, Luo Qianqiu acted decisively, taking Lin Jia on another journey of escape.

"Damn it, has the Purple Mansion Holy Land gone mad? They're making such a fuss over a mere steward and the tens of thousands of pounds of Source I possess, actually even getting the Heavenly Mystery Master involved!"

Luo Qianqiu was somewhat puzzled. He roughly knew that the Purple Mansion Holy Land would not let this matter go easily, and had even prepared for the Heavenly Master to predict it.

But to be honest, that was just a precaution; he didn't believe that the Purple Mansion Holy Land would go to such lengths for the life or death of a mere steward.

But who would have thought that the other party would be so determined to find him no matter the cost!

Luo Qianqiu couldn't understand this, but he knew that the best course of action was to leave this place as soon as possible, the farther the better.

As for the threat from the Celestial Master, we can only wait and see.

This time, Luo Qianqiu used every trick in the book, employing both the Lotus Platform Step and the Dao patterns for travel, achieving astonishing speed as he sped across the vast, barren land.

About half a day later, several figures appeared in the desolate mountains and valleys; they were renowned figures from the Purple Mansion Holy Land.

They discovered intricate Dao patterns in the secluded valley, realizing that this was probably where the two were hiding, but by then the valley was deserted.

The leader sent a renowned scholar back to report the news, while he himself led the others to continue the search.

Soon, the powerful figures of the Purple Mansion Holy Land spread out like a spider web, starting from the secluded valley, and launched a carpet search in all directions.

This search was incredibly extravagant, and only Luo Qianqiu was decisive enough to flee far away immediately after the Dao patterns shattered.

If he had stayed with the hope that his Dao patterns would shatter in an instant and the other party wouldn't find him, he would already be surrounded.

140,000 miles away from the desolate mountains, Luo Qianqiu landed in a mountain range with Lin Jia, looking slightly tired.

After a long journey without any stops, flying 140,000 li in one go, even with Luo Qianqiu's inexhaustible divine power, he was starting to feel the strain.

"Let's rest here for the night and continue our journey tomorrow morning," Luo Qianqiu thought to himself.

Immediately, he found a secluded place, carved out a stone cave, and then inscribed Dao patterns to conceal Lin Jia's presence.

Without the support of the great forces of heaven and earth, the effect of Dao patterns alone would not be significant.

But every little bit that can be concealed is a good thing. Moreover, the Dao patterns also serve as a warning. If a celestial strategist were to deduce that the Dao patterns could not withstand the pressure, they would shatter. This can be considered a kind of alternative warning.

After doing all this, Luo Qianqiu sat cross-legged on the ground, and with a thought, brought up the panel to claim the achievement of breaking through to the third level of the Dao Palace.

Instantly, his primordial spirit doubled in size, and his combat power was significantly enhanced once again.

The moon was high in the sky, and the world was completely silent.

This time, Luo Qianqiu unusually did not cultivate, and his mind was racing. He felt that this matter was very unusual, and the reaction of the Purple Mansion Holy Land was too exaggerated.

Is it really necessary for them to invite a divination master to calculate something when it's just a Dao Palace Realm steward?

"Something's fishy. Given the commotion at the Purple Mansion Holy Land, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the Holy Son has been murdered."

Luo Qianqiu sensed that something was wrong with the whole thing, but he couldn't quite grasp it, and his mind was in complete turmoil.

After a long silence, he sighed softly, "There's too little information."

He cleared his mind of these jumbled thoughts and stopped thinking about it.

Instead of wasting energy on things you can't understand, it's better to use the time spent on random guessing to cultivate yourself.

Luo Qianqiu took out the Jade Purification Bottle and began cultivating the Spleen Divine Treasury by taking out the Earth Yellow Source.

The earthy yellow essence surged, and the essence in the cave was as solid as a mountain.

Time flies, and the night passed quickly.

As dawn broke, a divine rainbow streaked across the sky and disappeared into the distance.

For the next two days, Luo Qianqiu continued in this manner, rushing on his journey during the day and stopping to cultivate at night.

Finally, on the morning of the third day, they left Tongzhou and entered Suizhou.

The Purple Mansion Holy Land acted swiftly, and Luo Qianqiu's portrait had already spread throughout the Eastern Wilderness, so he dared not enter the town and could only spend the night in the wilderness.

Fortunately, Luo Qianqiu now has a lot of resources. After entering Suizhou, he found a secluded place and opened up two cave dwellings to begin his cultivation.

He planned to lay low for a while, waiting until things calmed down at the Purple Mansion Holy Land.

Although Luo Qianqiu didn't know what had gotten into the Purple Mansion Holy Land this time, he felt that such a large holy land couldn't possibly focus its energy on him for long.

As time goes by, the Purple Mansion's pursuit of him will surely gradually subside.

And so, Luo Qianqiu began his secluded cultivation. As long as the Dao patterns remained intact, he would not emerge from seclusion for some time.

One day, two days, three days...

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

Luo Qianqiu's cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he is not far from becoming an incarnation of the Earth God.

Holy City, a branch of the Purple Mansion Holy Land.

Yang Wuduan rushed to find his grandfather, and his first words revealed his anxiety.

"Grandfather, why is the pursuit force decreasing? I see many people have returned."

Yang Jie remained expressionless, revealing neither joy nor anger, and calmly said, "The commotion over the past half month has been too great, disturbing other factions. They joined forces to raise objections with the Holy Lord, leaving me no choice but to withdraw most of my forces."

"What about my opportunity?" Yang Wuduan asked anxiously.

He was somewhat resentful; the reduction in the search force meant that his chance was also slipping away.

A flicker of emotion crossed Yang Jie's eyes, and he said with a hint of disappointment, "Now you're worried? If you had thought less about women back then, this wouldn't have happened."

"Now look what's happened. The opportunity that was on the tip of my tongue has vanished, and the woman is even more out of reach. No, she didn't even give me a second glance."

"After all, among the followers of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, you are by no means the most dazzling one."

Yang Jie seemed to want to teach his grandson a lesson through this incident, so he spoke without holding back, relentlessly rubbing salt into the wound.

"Grandfather, I will make up for all of this." Yang Wuduan's face flushed red as he turned and left the main hall, determined to personally pursue and capture that person.

This is a disgrace that can only be washed away by the blood of the other side.

The Northern Region is a chaotic land where blood flows everywhere every day, day after day.

The number of powerful figures being hunted down by the Purple Mansion Holy Land dwindled until, in the end, only Yang Jie's trusted confidants remained to carry out this mission.

No matter how hard they searched, Luo Qianqiu seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving no trace.

The northern region is vast; a single prefecture often spans hundreds of thousands of miles.

When they found nothing in the desolate mountains and valleys, the pursuit had most likely already failed, unless the celestial strategist was called upon again.

But that would come at a much higher price.

Inside the stone archway of the Purple Mansion in Shuofeng City, Yang Wuduan, travel-worn, waved his hand after hearing the report and said, "Continue searching. We need to find them alive or dead."

The four renowned figures looked troubled, but ultimately turned and left, not disobeying Yang Wuduan's orders.

However, he didn't think that with their limited manpower, they could find two people in the vast northern region.

Just as I was thinking this, a figure suddenly rushed in; he was also a renowned figure from the Purple Mansion Holy Land.

"There's a clue. Someone saw that person's figure. He went to Suizhou."