Chapter 78: Trouble In Both Ways

Juan Chong was the son of a Qi gathering cultivator, so he had the best weapon for a practitioner. If possible, I did not want to fight with him. There was no benefit fighting with an obnoxious young master.

Then again, I wouldn't want to cower in front of everyone I met. I came before Juan Chong and put forth a suggestion. We wouldn't attack and walk away as if we didn't see each other at all.

I mean, I was a Viscera Purifying practitioner and he had to understand the risks by trying to beat me here in the wild, especially when he was defeated by a Body Tempering practitioner just yesterday.

I was right this time. He agreed.

The forest was lush and the sun was brilliantly shining on the water that remained on the leaves. It had rained at night for some time. I was glad that Juan Chong was agreeable, maybe that Zhao Peng had taught some sense into his spoiled brain... or not.

From behind a tree, he tried to backstab me. My spirit sense acutely caught his suspicious moment before he managed to land an attack on my back.

I suddenly ducked and his gleaming sword couldn't draw any blood. Here, in the wild, no one could really know if someone killed the practitioners who didn't make it unless an investigation team came to check.

Juan Chong seemed to think that I had no backing with me and killing me wouldn't be any problem. The typical thought process of any young master. Though, there could be another reason as to why he pointed his sword at me.

I sidestepped and quickly turned around, deflecting his second sword attack with my Silverite. I felt no need to take out my sword even though Juan Chong was one rank higher than me in terms of cultivation.

It wasn't because I was looking down on him (well, maybe I was), but the real reason was that after reaching Viscera Purifying and coupled with my spirit sense, I had much better control over my body and could easily fight an armed second rank practitioner without any weapons.

During this time, I had also practiced using the folding fan. I knew certain tricky moves to make my opponent confused or even increase the power of my attack.

For some time, dull sounds of weapons clashing rang out in the forest. Juan Chong was getting frustrated seeing how easily I dodged his attacks and even threw him backward after giving a casual slash with my folding fan, which was considered to be a weapon only for show.

It didn't make sense. When did roaming practitioners become this powerful? He was born in a prestigious family, he should be winning against a pathetic nobody such as myself.

Oh no, at this rate, it was Zhao Peng all over again... at least he struggled to beat Juan Chong, but I was effortlessly beating this young master.

I did not want to make this fight go on for a long time. I couldn't know when someone or something might hear us and make trouble for me while I was still engaged in a fight.

I promptly hit Juan Chong on his right waist with my folding fan, a small cut appeared and he started bleeding. Juan Chong cried out but restrained himself. He immediately disengaged but I didn't follow him as he ran away.

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I could have killed him but that would only bring me unnecessary trouble. With this, Juan Chong wouldn't try to provoke me. However, if he was stupid and didn't realize that I had spared his life today and came to give me trouble in the future, then next time there would be no mercy.

I walked away from that location. Juan Chong's blood would bring demon beasts. I could just sit on the branch of the tree beside me. However, flying deers were omnivorous and I was sure they wouldn't be attracted by just human blood.

After walking for half an hour, I set foot on a clearing but immediately hid behind a large rock seeing an Earthen Boar lying about at the center.

Earthen Boars were low-rank two demon beasts and I wasn't quite confident that I could even injure one, much less kill it.

I had a general awareness of where I was going. Flying deers usually made an area around a pond as their habitat.

They didn't live in any type of dens, unlike other dangerous demon beasts. This Earthen Boar was also like flying deers in terms of habitat preference, as it lived out in the wild.

A little bit east of this forest, there was a small pond and many beast hunters had reported that they had seen flying deers around that region. This clearing lay exactly in the way from my previous location to that pond.

''It doesn't seem like this boar will go anywhere anytime soon, I should just go around this clearing,'' I muttered. Although that would take some extra time, the day had just started. I wasn't worried about time at the moment. Safety was the first priority.

I quietly stood up and went backward while the Boar was still facing the other way. I thought I wouldn't be caught after finding the twig on the ground with my spirit sense and not stepping on it.

Yet, by doing that, the boar suddenly turned over, not due to the little sound I was making to evade it's senses but because it had smelled me.

I just didn't know at that time how sensitive an Earthen Boar's noses could be. The demon beast immediately roared and placed all of its attention on me, the intruder.

"How unlucky!'' I sighed. There was no use hiding now. It seemed I had to use one of my secret techniques here. I took in a long breath of fresh air and suddenly moved my legs.

'RUN!' was the only word that remained in my mind.

No heavenly mystic demon submitting bullshit technique would work against a grade two demon beast while my rank was so low! Running was the only option.

''The fu- who the hell are you?'' I suddenly growled seeing an unknown Viscera Purifying practitioner standing in my way.

Behind her was a… Purple Lightning Tiger.. This was a really bad day.

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