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Upon hearing this, Chu Feng paused for a moment.

Southern Mingzong?

He had some impression of this sect; it was one of the three major sects in the south, and its strength was comparable to that of the Flowing Cloud Sect.

The sect leader's daughter...

This background is indeed quite impressive.

But Chu Feng hesitated for less than half a second before taking another step.

"Miss Shen, your status is indeed noble, but the problem is, circumstances are beyond your control."

"The one who could defeat a prodigy like you must be no ordinary Golden Core cultivator."

"If a real fight breaks out, all I, a mere mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, can do is ram my head into the soles of their shoes."

Shen Luoxia almost bit her lips until they bled.

She had never been rejected so decisively before.

Moreover, in her current state, she doesn't even have the ability to protect herself.

Once that evil cultivator catches up, she'll be nothing but fish on a chopping board.

Seeing that Chu Feng was really about to leave, Shen Luoxia had a sudden inspiration and brought out her last trump card.

She took a deep breath, her phoenix eyes welled up with tears, and her voice became pitiful.

"You...you really have the heart to watch a weak woman like me die alone in the wilderness?"

As she spoke, she deliberately tilted her head, revealing her gleaming white neck.

With her stunningly beautiful face and the single tear about to fall from the corner of her eye, she was undeniably pitiful.

Any normal male cultivator would probably have been filled with passion and patted his chest to guarantee it.

However, Chu Feng had already gone far away.

Shen Luoxia almost cursed out loud.

Is this guy even a man?!

She nearly coughed up blood, and her injuries worsened.

"you!"

Shen Luoxia trembled with anger, her chest heaving violently.

From childhood to adulthood, countless male cultivators would go through fire and water for just one glance from her.

That bastard is something else! She's already put herself on such a pedestal, and he still can't do anything about it!

By this time, Chu Feng had already walked more than ten steps away.

As Shen Luoxia watched his retreating figure grow smaller and smaller, she finally gritted her teeth and changed her strategy once again.

Since the honey trap isn't working, let's try the most versatile thing in the world.

"Ten thousand spirit stones!"

Shen Luoxia's voice came from behind.

Chu Feng's pace slowed down noticeably.

"If you take me back to the Flowing Cloud Sect, I'll settle the debt of ten thousand low-grade spirit stones on the spot!"

Chu Feng stopped, but did not turn around.

Ten thousand spirit stones is indeed a lot, but the risk of this deal is also really high.

If that evil cultivator in the Golden Core stage catches up, no matter how much money you have, you'll only have to be alive to spend it.

He sighed and shook his head.

"Miss Shen, it's not about money. The one pursuing you is a Golden Core cultivator..."

"Twelve thousand!" Shen Luoxia roared through gritted teeth.

Chu Feng's body stiffened slightly, but he still did not turn around.

No, Chu Feng, we can't do this just to earn a little rice!

I'd rather die than die!

"Fifteen thousand!"

Shen Luoxia gritted her teeth and shouted again, "Fifteen thousand low-grade spirit stones! That's all I can offer!"

"Miss Shen, rest assured, from this moment on, your safety is my top priority!"

Chu Feng instantly squatted down in front of Shen Luoxia, his expression instantly switching to a warm smile.

"There's just one thing, could you pay half upfront? I have this problem, I won't do anything without payment."

Looking at his face, which was completely different before and after, Shen Luoxia felt her temples throbbing.

With trembling hands, she took a bulging storage bag from her storage ring and threw it into Chu Feng's arms.

"Seven thousand five hundred, you count them."

Chu Feng took the storage bag, scanned it with his divine sense, and his smile immediately brightened.

"Miss Shen is indeed straightforward; it's a pleasure doing business with her."

He stuffed the storage bag into his clothes, then squatted down with his back to Shen Luoxia.

"Get on, time is of the essence, let's get going as fast as we can."

Shen Luoxia gritted her teeth and, enduring the pain all over her body, climbed onto his back.

Chu Feng felt the amazing softness on his back and the faint fragrance of medicinal pills emanating from her, but his expression remained unchanged.

Once I've taken the money, I'm just a wage earner.

Working people don't harbor ill intentions towards their clients.

He channeled all his spiritual energy, pushed off with his feet, and shot out like an arrow, heading at full speed towards the Flowing Cloud Sect.

This place is only a hundred miles away from the Flowing Cloud Sect. With his mid-Foundation Establishment stage speed, he can run at full speed in half an hour.

As long as we can get back to the sect's territory before that evil cultivator catches up, with Feng Jiuyou there, even ten Golden Core cultivators would be helpless.

The wind whistled past his ears, and Chu Feng's feet moved with incredible speed, creating a sense of gusts of wind with each step.

Shen Luoxia lay on his back, feeling the strong wind rushing towards her and the warmth emanating from his back, her feelings were quite complicated.

This was the first time in her life she had ever been on a man's back.

And this man was actually hired by her for 15,000 spirit stones.

"Feed," she said in a muffled voice, lying on Chu Feng's back.

"Um?"

"Are you that short of money?"

Chu Feng didn't even turn his head, his tone matter-of-fact: "Nonsense, who in the cultivation world isn't short of money?"

"You, the daughter of a sect leader, have no idea about the suffering of us lowly cultivators."

Shen Luoxia was speechless. After a moment of silence, she asked again, "Then...aren't you afraid that evil cultivator will catch up with us?"

"I'm scared, oh my god, I'm scared to death."

Chu Feng answered with utmost honesty, "But you gave me far too much."

"Besides, it's only a hundred miles from here to our Liuyun Sect, a mere half an hour away."

"What if that heretical cultivator really catches up with us..."

Chu Feng's tone suddenly became somewhat serious.

"I can at least stall him for a few more breaths, then you can run away."

Shen Luoxia's body stiffened slightly.

She never expected that this man, who always talked nonsense and seemed to be only interested in profit, would say such a thing.

However, before she could say anything...

The thing Chu Feng feared most still happened.

He had only run less than ten miles when he suddenly stopped.

Hundreds of feet ahead, a blood-red streak of light was hurtling towards them at an alarming speed from afar.

Chu Feng's lips twitched involuntarily.

Damn it, it's here right after I said that!

Soon, the crimson streak of light crashed to the ground a hundred feet in front of him, creating a crater several feet deep.

As the blood-red smoke dissipated, a figure slowly emerged.

It was a man dressed in a blood-red robe, with a hideous white bone mask covering his face, revealing only a pair of scarlet eyes.

His blood energy surged like a tidal wave, and the terrifying pressure he exuded made Chu Feng extremely uncomfortable.

Golden Core Realm.

A genuine Golden Core Realm expert.

This oppressive feeling was more than a hundred times weaker than Feng Jiuyou's aura.

However, for Chu Feng, who is currently in the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, it is still an insurmountable barrier.

Shen Luoxia trembled violently on his back, a hint of fear flashing in her phoenix eyes.

"It's him... Blood Rakshasa..."

Blood Rakshasa's gaze fell on Shen Luoxia.

"That little girl from the Southern Ming Sect ran hundreds of miles, but she still couldn't escape my grasp."

"Surrender obediently, and I might consider giving you a quick death."

From beginning to end, his gaze did not linger on Chu Feng for more than half a second.

An ant in the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment can be kicked to death with a single step.