Chapter 104: The Teleportation Pearl
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Even after twenty years, Master Ziwei had not forgotten that face she had seen only once. It was like a nightmare, deeply imprinted in her mind. She thought she would never see him again, but there he was!
A wave of shock and fear washed over her, causing her to choke as if something were stuck in her throat, forcing her to gag.
The man in black glanced at her indifferently, his voice cold and detached. “You’ve seen me before? Then you mustn’t live.”
Master Ziwei could only manage a single sound before she disintegrated into ashes, vanishing from existence. The man in black then turned his gaze toward the direction where Yu Zhao had fled, a mocking smile curling his lips. He relished the sight of people struggling desperately before death, especially after giving them hope and then crushing it bit by bit. Their expressions of despair and distortion were the finest nourishment for him.
He deliberately lingered for a moment, savoring the anticipation, before leisurely setting off in pursuit.
“Those who stand in my way shall die!” A domineering aura suddenly erupted between heaven and earth, as if a god of war had descended.
The man in black paused, wary as he faced a woman in red, whose aura was even more powerful than his. Was she in the late Nascent Soul stage? He had never seen this woman before. Was her appearance here an accident, or had she been waiting for him?
He hesitated, torn between advancing and retreating. The higher one’s cultivation, the more they feared death. This fear was why he forced the siren to implant the Demon Heart Seed in influential cultivators, constantly seeking ways to extend his life.
Faced with another Nascent Soul stage cultivator blocking his path, his first thought was not to fight but to find a peaceful resolution. “Fellow cultivator, why do you block my path?” He cupped his hands in a polite gesture, his tone calm and respectful. He believed he had shown enough humility, but the woman in red merely sneered, her eyes full of disdain.
Anger flickered in his eyes, but he suppressed it, continuing in a cold voice, “I don’t wish to oppose you. Please, step aside and let me pass.”
Her response was the same, “Those who stand in my way shall die!” Her aura surged, shaking him to his core.
The man in black felt an urge to retreat. He rationalized that a mere siren wasn’t worth provoking a Nascent Soul expert. However, leaving now would be humiliating.
As he struggled with his decision, he feigned retreat, then suddenly turned and struck. His palm, infused with fifty percent of his spiritual power, lashed out at the woman in red. The air rippled, space seemed to distort, and he expected his attack to miss, giving him an excuse to leave without disgrace.
To his shock, the woman didn’t dodge. His hand went right through her chest and struck a distant mountain, causing half of it to vaporize in an explosion of debris. Dust filled the air as the mountain crumbled. The man in black turned back, stunned to see the woman fading away, dissipating like smoke.
An illusion? A trick? The realization struck him with burning shame. He had been fooled by a mere illusion! His earlier dismissal of Yu Zhao as insignificant now turned into a deep-seated hatred. How dare a mere Golden Core cultivator toy with a Nascent Soul master!
Blinded by fury, he no longer wished to play games. He took three steps forward, moving like a comet, and soon spotted Yu Zhao and Ji Han Zhou within his sight.
“Ah, so it’s a pair of fleeing lovers!” His voice, though soft, thundered in Yu Zhao and Ji Han Zhou’s ears. Ji Han Zhou was instantly gravely injured, blood streaming from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. Yu Zhao coughed, tasting blood.
She realized with a sinking heart that the purple gold vase hadn’t delayed their pursuer long enough. She knew it was unlikely to fool a Nascent Soul master for long. With no time to hesitate, she pulled a smooth stone pearl from her storage bag—one of the treasures she had obtained from Su Ming, called the Teleportation Pearl.
This pearl could teleport its user thousands of miles away, though its randomness made it as risky as it was valuable. Some had teleported into active volcanoes and perished, while others stumbled upon untouched realms full of resources. Yu Zhao had heard of such luck from others and had seen it herself in Ye Cong Xin, the famed “Treasure Beauty.”
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She hadn’t hoped to steal Ye Cong Xin’s fortune, only to prepare an escape route. Now was the perfect time to use it.
Crack!
Yu Zhao crushed the pearl. A strange force enveloped her and Ji Han Zhou, pressing them tightly. A rift silently opened before her. Without hesitation, she dragged Ji Han Zhou through the rift.
The man in black arrived just as the rift closed. His eyes filled with blood, he roared in frustration, “Damn it! Damn it all!”
She had a Teleportation Pearl! How many other rare treasures did she possess? The thought ignited a glimmer of excitement in him. Young, talented, wealthy, and carrying various treasures—she was exactly who he was searching for. She must know the secret to extending life! At the very least, she had valuable items.
If she had another pearl, she might escape, but he would search the entire area within ten thousand miles. She couldn’t hide forever. A cold smile spread across his face. He spread his divine sense, monitoring every movement in his range, determined not to let even a fly escape his notice.