381: Chapter 311_2 381: Chapter 311_2 He was at a lower position and did not observe the towering treetops.
It was not because he neglected this, but because his abilities were not as high as the Taoist’s.
A person had hidden their qi, and he could not detect it.
Ding Ling ate her food with her mind drifting off into the distance; she was even less aware of any anomalies.
“Junior sister, do you feel like someone is watching us?”
Mo Wen always felt uneasy, as if something was about to happen.
If it were just him, he probably wouldn’t be so worried.
After all, he was a man, with no valuables to steal.
He had no such things on him.
But beside him was a very beautiful woman, who might have something valuable.
Someone could be coveting the beauty and what she possessed.
After asking, he heard no response from the adjacent tent.
He did not think his junior sister was asleep.
Perhaps she did not hear his lowered voice, so he asked again:
“Junior sister, did you hear me calling you?”
Ding Ling seemed to hear someone calling her, and she came back to her senses.
“Senior brother, were you talking to me?”
“Yes, junior sister.
Do you feel as if there are eyes on us?”
“Not at all!” Ding Ling looked around and noticed nothing out of the ordinary.
As they talked, the man from before seemed to have noticed him.
The Taoist retracted his gaze, hiding even deeper.
“It seems to have disappeared again.
Am I just being paranoid?”
“Senior brother, it’s good to be alert.
We need to be on guard.”
Ding Ling vigilantly watched her surroundings, observing with her Divine Sense.
Mo Wen was also alert, but despite his observations, he found nothing unusual.
However, his instincts told him that the calm of this night was far from peaceful.
The two of them did not notice any strangers, but they felt some unease.
This place was not good for a long stay.
Mo Wen communicated with Ding Ling using a secret voice transmission.
“Junior sister, we can’t stay here for long.
I’ll count to three, and then we should quickly pack up the tent and get out of here fast.”
“Okay, I’ll follow senior brother’s lead.”
“1, 2, 3…”
When Mo Wen counted to three, they simultaneously made a move.
With a wave of their hands, they packed up the tent and threw it into the Storage Bag, then leaped high into the sky, took out their Flying Artifacts, and soared into the heavens.
They rapidly fled the area.
The Taoist who had been setting up to ambush them, thinking to strike when they were unguarded, did not expect their vigilance.
As they leaped into the sky, he immediately noticed and took out his Buddha Dust to use as a Flying Artifact, pursuing them.
How could he let his prey get away?
The Taoist’s cultivation technique was superior, and his cultivation was higher than that of both individuals.
While the two fled first, he closely pursued them.
“Junior sister, we are definitely being targeted.
Someone is tracking us.”
Mo Wen felt as if there were eyes on his back, sensing a murderous intent, which made his back feel chillingly cold.
“Senior brother, what should we do?” Ding Ling was somewhat panicked.
She rarely ventured outside for experience and had never felt this kind of pursuit before.
The fear inside her grew, not knowing whether this person was a rapist or a robber, both of which were bad news, especially since she was a young woman.
If the other party was a man with malicious intent, the fear spread in her heart.
“Junior sister, if the enemy has caught up, it’s definitely bad for us.
Let’s take the initiative!
We’ll fight them…”
“Okay,” Ding Ling agreed and without slowing down, flew even faster.
Releasing her Ice Spell, she created a halo of light around herself and then struck out with her palm behind her.
Mo Wen chose to fly even faster and then scattered a handful of seeds behind him.
Using his Wood Spell, Soaring Trees, the seeds sprouted in midair, transforming one by one into towering trees that a person could not embrace.
These trees abruptly grew in the air, blocking the enemy’s attack and pursuit.
Mo Wen scattered another handful of seeds, which were Vine Whip seeds.
The seeds took root and sprouted, their roots and vines growing rapidly, forming into the shape he desired, creating a barrier of nets around the trees.
As the Taoist tracked them from behind, unconcerned by the spells cast by the people in front, his cultivation was at the Golden Core Stage, far above both individuals at the Foundation Establishment Stage.
Even when they joined forces, they were no match for him.
He scoffed at the spells they cast.
With a wave of his sleeve, he intended to clear away the ice and snow flying toward him, along with the trees and vine whips blocking his path, to make way for himself.
“Swoosh swoosh swoosh…”
The Taoist swept away the ice and snow to one side and, with a whoosh of the wind, swung the Buddha Dust in the air.
The Buddha Dust artifact struck the tree roots and trunks, immediately severing the roots and vines and chopping down the obstructing soaring trees.
“Crash and snap…”
As the trees and vines were severed, the Taoist burst forth from the broken spot, with new vines shooting toward him as if they had eyes, and he waved his hand to regrow more vine whips.
The moment the Taoist was blocked, Ding Ling and Mo Wen had already flown some distance away, continuously casting their spells.
“Run, run, let’s see how far you can get,” the Taoist mocked his prey.
The two fleeing figures did not respond; they had realized their enemy was a Taoist, but they did not know his origins.
In their panic, they did not consider whether one of them had offended someone.
Was it retribution from another?
At this critical juncture, escaping with their lives was all that mattered.
The two of them kept launching spells.
Initially, they managed to slow the Taoist down a bit.
They were spared from the enemy’s attack for a moment, but as they continually used the same type of spell in their defense, the Taoist gradually got closer.
“Hehe, keep running, feel the strike of this Taoist master!”
With a sweep of the Buddha Dust, it struck them like a broom, with blades of Buddha Dust sending multiple streams of dark force toward them like knives.
Ding Ling created an ice wall for them, using it to counter the enemy’s attack.
Mo Wen scattered handfuls of seeds, most of which grew into vine whips, hoping to block the enemy’s assaults.
The three engaged in aerial combat, with strong winds howling through the night sky, high above the mountaintops, where no common folk dwelt or bystanders watched.
The blades from the Taoist struck the ice wall, causing it to crackle and explode with a “boom.”
While attacking, Ding Ling also worked to escape, creating successive ice walls to protect them from the enemy’s harm.
The vigorous method of fighting greatly drained her mana and spiritual energy, and so she swallowed a pill.
“Junior Sister, can you spare me some pills?” Mo Wen noticed his junior sister’s actions.
His own spell usage drained his spiritual power severely.
Unfortunately, he didn’t have many pills on him and feared the enemy would exhaust his spiritual energy, and he would either be beaten to death or die of fatigue.
“Senior Brother, catch.” Ding Ling didn’t make a fuss; she had some pills on her, which their master had given her before she left.
At that moment, she felt even more grateful to their master.
Having pills in a time of crisis, and also having extra money given by the master, meant they didn’t have to go hungry.
Ding Ling was an ordinary female cultivator without a family’s support.
If she didn’t do missions, the benefits provided by being a direct disciple of the Immortal Sect weren’t much.
She saved this money privately but still felt quite poor.
Mo Wen caught the pills handed to him by his junior sister — a bottle of Spirit Supplement Pills.
He poured two into his mouth without any polite words of thanks.
They were in the midst of a magical battle, and their opponent was far above their level.
All their defensive attacks were useless against this person.
They could only try to fend off his attacks while continuing to flee.
Although the Taoist was a little stronger than them, attacking two Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators, he didn’t want to damage their bodies too much just yet, and thus he hadn’t managed to subdue them quickly.
It was like toying with monkeys — with the prey being unable to retaliate intensely, and unable to run far.
They had been flying high in the sky since night fell, fighting in the air.
Gradually, they neared the vicinity of a city, and as the night deepened, dawn was fast approaching.
The Taoist glanced at the nearby city and decided to quit playing.
Without subjugating these two soon, the nearby city could potentially harbor allies of the two, and meddlers might come from out of nowhere.
It would be most frustrating to have the prey he’d worked so hard to hunt be saved by someone else at the last moment.