As night fell over Huaizhou Prefecture, a hundred figures continued to weave through the night sky within its borders.

The density of their search was by no means overwhelming; now, scattered and distributed, they were even more dispersed.

The sect disciples' enthusiasm was not very high, not as useful as the Palace Guard. After Sikong Du encountered several groups and saw their weary expressions and lackluster spirits, he felt somewhat irritated.

With such a sect, let alone developing into a major sect, maintaining the status quo would be a blessing.

From east to west, the figure of Bai Bufen sliced through the air, shaking his head gravely; in the whole three two-hour periods on his side, nothing had been discovered.

Sikong Du's expression was also grim as he agreed.

"It's the same here. I saw the fugitive heavily injured with my own eyes. Could he possibly endure without treatment?"

For a body in the Divine Gaze Realm, struggling for a moment at such a severe injury level is the limit, and pushing further could worsen the injuries and possibly result in death.

There's no reason he could have escaped.

"Perhaps he's still hiding somewhere, waiting to flee under the cover of night."

Bai Bufen's words seemed quite plausible, and Sikong Du immediately decided to continue the search.

"This time, let's switch; you head west, and I'll go east. Trouble you once more, my friend."

Sikong Du clasped his fists towards Bai Bufen and spoke gruffly.

Bai Bufen returned the gesture formally and quickly spoke.

"This is what a cultivator of Huaizhou should do."

With that, Sikong Du's impression of him improved; young as he was, his cultivation was advanced without being impatient, and he was responsible. Indeed, the Purple Sun Sect has nurtured good disciples.

They might become acquaintances afterward.

Thus, the two separated once again, each leaving in a burst of speed…

Meanwhile, a flying shuttle had long since crossed the Huaizhou Prefecture boundary, the Black Robe with a pale face and a burning chest, but he dared not stop.

The flying shuttle moved incredibly fast, with the control lever pushed to the top, and the sharp wind sounds had already begun to create sonic booms.

Unexpectedly, the supposedly laughable toy the White Robe bought was proving so useful today. Its speed was astonishingly fast, not even requiring his True Essence, just needing a Spirit Stone to reach speeds that Divine Gaze Realm cultivators couldn't match.

"Now is not the time to relax yet."

Black Robe's face was ashen and solemn. As long as he hadn't returned to the Southern Border, he couldn't afford to be careless. Laid on the flying shuttle were rows of corpses, now crammed together densely.

No, they should be called Corpse Puppets. He had refined twenty bodies into them.

These definitely couldn't be left behind, while the remaining ten unrefined could only be abandoned.

Firstly, there was no space, and secondly, as for an Other Shore Realm Cultivator, more could be found in medium and small sects.

Although… White Robe might not be too pleased.

——

White Robe was indeed displeased. He feigned a casual discovery of that small hill and was calling in a team of Palace Guards when his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Outside the cave, it was full of wood debris; how unfamiliar those weren't to him—these definitely came from his flying shuttle.

You bastard, you dismantled my flying shuttle.

"Mr. Bai, what have you discovered?"

From behind, a Palace Guard responded, Bai Bufen immediately composed himself and pointed towards the cave entrance to speak.

"There's a cave here, and traces of activity outside; quickly notify your lord."

The Palace Guard nodded upon hearing this and hurried to a clear area. With a slight push of the small bamboo tube in his hand, a plume of smoke rose into the air, forming a long-standing blade and sword pattern in the high sky.

Soon, Sikong Du arrived like the wind, with a somewhat delighted expression.

As soon as he landed, he hastily asked.

"Have they been found?"

"No, but Mr. Bai discovered a suspicious cave."

A Palace Guard came forward to explain.

A group immediately rushed inside, only to find it empty, with about a dozen corpses lying against the wall at the far end.

Some of the arriving sect cultivators were stunned at the sight.

"Senior Brother!"

"Junior Brother!"

A Palace Guard went up to inspect, lifting the collars, each revealed bruised chests; the cause of death was the same.

"Sir, they were killed by the same technique, all dying from shattered vital veins."

But there were only about a dozen, the missing ones were more than this number.

Where were the others? Where did they go?

The more Sikong Du thought about it, the angrier he became, soon realizing.

Since the rest were missing, they must have been taken away, meaning the fugitive had escaped!

Bai Bufen gritted his teeth, also realizing that the Black Robe must have emptied his flying shuttle.

Otherwise, how to fit twenty bodies inside?

Bastard!

I merely lent you an Earth Spirit, and you actually dared to ruin my costly flying shuttle.

"Did not expect him to escape after all."

Sikong Du's expression was disheartened, but he didn't expect the sect's great cultivator beside him to be even more outraged.

"Brother Bai, don't be angry, they may escape temporarily, but not forever; the entire Imperial Court will surely be watching this thief."

Bai Bufen spoke through clenched teeth.

"Capture him and please chop him up."

Sikong Du found some consolation; it's rare to find such a righteous cultivator.

——

Phew~ Achoo!

Just past midnight, the bottle shook.

Han Yu suddenly opened his eyes, while Glass pulled the blanket over her head.

A Pill shot out from the bottle's mouth, coincidentally aiming for the Artifact Spirit's head, only to be snagged by Glass using the blanket.

"Are you childish?"

Glass clutched the Pill and scolded the bottle, her Sea of Consciousness filled with foul language, making Han Yu's head buzz.

"Why don't you check if the Pill is finished first?"

Han Yu sighed helplessly.

Glass reluctantly unfolded the blanket, revealing the pitch-black Pill.

Seven-Seven Four-Turn Pill: Within forty-nine days, a lethal injury of the user will be instantly healed; Side effect: Pill completes four turns, with each turn lasting seven days, after activating the effect, it triggers an epiphany based on the user's cultivation every seven days, increasing in power through four turns.

Staring at the Pill, Han Yu's expression was indescribable; the thing was genuinely good, with a less-than-friendly side effect!

Epiphanies could be fatal, especially when happening four times, each stronger than the last.

Is this edible?

Glass, smacking her lips, repeated the old adage.

"I'd recommend you take it, but I wouldn't."

Too bad Black Robe isn't around; seven days of blood loss would suit him.

"Huaizhou Prefecture is full of sects, isn't it? Cultivators are as common as dogs; otherwise, Black Robe wouldn't hunt here."

Glass looked unconcerned, the place was much better than before, and cultivators were everywhere—didn't that Guardian mention?

There were eight sects plundered by Black Robe.

Besides, the epiphanies occur after a deadly activation of the Pill, saving a life with four epiphanies isn't too bad.

Meaning, the Pill isn't that bad; it's rather good.

It could be given to new friends.

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