The Spirit Level Treasure Sword instantly captured the full attention of the four n.
And just as their minds were filled with thoughts of saving Wen Yanlie and seizing the Treasure Sword, Chu Qingyun suddenly changed tack, abruptly altering his course to charge toward Zhang Yunqiu.
Moreover, as he turned, he unleashed his Ten-star Vine Martial Soul. Ten vines split into three groups, striking at the three n other than Zhang Yunqiu.
Facing Captain Level Great Xia Dragon Guards, even with his tenacity Passive Soul Technique, the vines of the Ten-Star Vine wouldn't be able to last long.
But at a critical mont like this, while fleeing for his life, even buying a second or two was incredibly precious.
Seeing Chu Qingyun charge toward him while using his Martial Soul to block the other three, Zhang Yunqiu's face instantly filled with ecstasy. 'Haha, my luck is really sothing else! That Spirit Level Treasure Sword is mine!'
"Kid, hand over the Spirit Level Divine Weapon, and I'll spare your life!"
Zhang Yunqiu roared with a joyous expression, a massive amount of Pure Elental Power surging from his palm as he lunged to grab Chu Qingyun.
In his eyes, Chu Qingyun was rely a Fifth-level Martial Artist. With his own power as a Ninth-level Martial Artist, capturing him would be a piece of cake!
Seeing this, the remaining three n all cursed inwardly, 'What an idiot!'
Chu Qingyun had made it this far; it was obvious his strength couldn't be asured by his Realm alone. Zhang Yunqiu was so stupid he wasn't even using his Martial Soul. He was bound to suffer for it.
However, they didn't care. No matter how strong Chu Qingyun was, he couldn't possibly defeat a Ninth-level Martial Artist in a single move. As long as Zhang Yunqiu could tie him up for a few seconds, once they all charged in, Chu Qingyun wouldn't be a match for them even if he had three heads and six arms.
However, just as Zhang Yunqiu was about to reach him, Chu Qingyun suddenly smiled. "Zhang Yunqiu, go to hell!"
As he spoke, he released the Puppet from his Storage Ring. Then, with a practiced motion, he crushed a handful of Top-Grade Primordial Stones, instantly slapping the massive amount of Pure Elental Power into the Puppet.
After being repaired by the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower, this high-grade Puppet had been fully restored. It now possessed the combat power of a Ninth-level Martial Artist. Upon receiving sufficient Primordial Power, the Puppet instantly erupted with a powerful aura comparable to that of a Ninth-level Martial Artist!
The sudden appearance of the Puppet shocked the four n once again.
First a Spirit Level Divine Weapon, and now a Puppet at the level of a Ninth-level Martial Artist. And the Puppet had appeared out of nowhere... 'What was that?'
'Could it be... the legendary Storage Ring!?'
For a mont, all four of them, including Zhang Yunqiu, felt like their brains couldn't keep up.
How could a re Fifth-level Martial Artist with no significant background possibly possess so many incredible things?
Any single one of these items would be enough to make even Martial Spirit Level experts' eyes turn red with greed and force their hand!
'Hmph. And you dare to stand there dazed!'
Chu Qingyun snorted coldly. With a thought, the Puppet shot out like a whirlwind and threw a punch. Terrifying power, carrying the surging Primordial Power of a Ninth-level Martial Artist, instantly slamd into Zhang Yunqiu.
PFFT!
Caught completely off guard, the scant Primordial Power protecting Zhang Yunqiu was instantly shattered. He was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, spraying a torrent of blood.
Although he was a Ninth-level Martial Artist, taking a punch from a fellow Ninth-level combatant with almost no defense was enough to severely injure him.
Zhang Yunqiu crashed through a dozen large trees before finally coming to a stop. He collapsed to the ground, his expression listless. If Chu Qingyun were to go over and deliver the finishing blow now, he could kill him with a single strike.
But he didn't do that, because behind him, Wen Yanlie, Huang Ju, and the third man had already co to their senses and dealt with his vines.
Chu Qingyun slapped another burst of Primordial Power into the Puppet, then lay flat on its back, urging it to erupt with the speed of a Ninth-level Martial Artist and charge straight ahead.
"Damn it, after him!"
Neither Wen Yanlie, Huang Ju, nor the other captain paid any attention to the severely injured Zhang Yunqiu on the ground.
A Storage Ring, a Spirit Level Treasure Sword, a Ninth-level Martial Artist Puppet—any single one of these items was enough to make their eyes burn with manic greed. Forget Zhang Yunqiu; at this mont, even the ten thousand Military rits had been completely tossed to the back of their minds.
If they could obtain these three things, whether they used them personally or sold them for resources, it would be a life-changing opportunity that would allow them to completely alter their destinies!
Chu Qingyun clung tightly to the Puppet's back, trying to minimize drag. Feeling the three powerful auras behind him, he frowned deeply, continuously channeling Primordial Power into the Puppet to maintain its speed.
The Puppet's top speed was about the sa as a Ninth-level Martial Artist's, but it had a fatal flaw: it wasn't agile enough.
Therefore, trying to shake off three Ninth-level Martial Artists using just the Puppet was basically impossible.
Chu Qingyun's eyes flickered. After fleeing for a while longer, he gritted his teeth and made a decision: he would have to temporarily abandon the Puppet!
Having made his decision, Chu Qingyun no longer hesitated. He took out handfuls of Top-Grade Primordial Stones from his Storage Ring, continuously crushing them and slapping the power into the Puppet's body.
As the Primordial Power accumulated within it, the aura and Primordial Power fluctuations emanating from the Puppet grew stronger and stronger.
At that mont, however, Chu Qingyun activated his Hidden Qi Technique. On a downward slope, he slipped out of his pursuers' line of sight, leaped off the Puppet's side, and hid behind a large tree.
Although Chu Qingyun had jumped off, the Puppet faithfully carried out its master's last command and continued charging straight ahead.
A thick fog filled the valley, greatly obstructing visibility even for Ninth-level Martial Artists. As a result, Wen Yanlie, Huang Ju, and the third man could only see a blurry figure ahead and didn't notice Chu Qingyun leap away at all.
The three of them continued forward at full speed, passing one after another by the tree Chu Qingyun was hiding behind as they relentlessly pursued the Puppet.
After all, the aura fluctuations from the Puppet were too obvious. To a Martial Artist, it was like a lighthouse in the darkness, clearly perceptible even from a great distance.
Besides, with their pursuer's mindset, it never occurred to them that Chu Qingyun would be willing to abandon such a treasure to escape alone.
Watching the three figures swiftly disappear from view, Chu Qingyun's expression turned grim, his eyes filled with fury.
Ever since leaving Chu Family Village, he had encountered a great deal of trouble, but he had never been in such a miserable state as he was today.
Not only had he been ambushed and injured, but he'd also been chased into a pathetic state, even losing his third most prized possession—the Ninth-level Martial Artist Puppet.
But more importantly, four people had now seen with their own eyes that he possessed a Storage Ring!
'This is the real trouble!'
If word of this got out, he would never have a mont's peace again.
As for the Spirit Level Treasure Sword, Chu Qingyun wasn't actually that concerned. He had originally planned to use it during the third stage of the assessnt anyway.
'No matter what, word about the Storage Ring must not get out...'
'The four of you... you all have to die!'
Killing intent surged in Chu Qingyun's heart. He had already added Zhang Yunqiu, Huang Ju, and the other two to his kill list!
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