Chapter 222: Last Disciple

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The sky was still a pale blue, a very light color. In the blink of an eye, a red glow appeared on the horizon, slowly expanding its range and intensifying its brilliance.

Two figures slowly appeared beneath this radiant light. They raised their heads, gazing at this natural wonder, their hearts filled with endless emotion.

"Lixun, time to change your dressing," He Yiming whispered a moment later.

Yuan Lixun was startled from the beautiful scenery, vaguely responding. She lifted her head, quietly waiting.

Several days ago, Grand Master Xie Zhien had successfully advanced to the Innate Realm. Afterward, He Yiming bid farewell to everyone and took Yuan Lixun into the depths of the mountains.

Their destination, of course, was the Hohhot Mountain on that miraculous map.

Of course, He Yiming's hasty departure also had the intention of avoiding others. At least, until the wound on Yuan Lixun's face had completely healed, he was unwilling to let anyone else see her.

He took out the specially prepared wound medicine from his satchel and reapplied it around the wound. He Yiming's movements were careful, his hands quick and steady. With the aid of Wood Element True Qi, the task was quickly completed.

Changing the dressing was a simple matter, but He Yiming never delegated it to others. It seemed that besides him, no one else was allowed to see the scar on Yuan Lixun's face.

Yuan Lixun closed her eyes tightly, feeling a tingling sensation on her face. This feeling was very pleasant, making her want to completely immerse herself in it. But unfortunately, He Yiming's movements were extremely fast. The moment those seemingly magical hands left her face, a faint sense of loss even settled in her heart.

He Yiming proactively packed up the tent and other items, carrying a large bundle on his back. He lightly clapped his hands and said, "Lixun, let's go."

Yuan Lixun, blushing, responded. Although it wasn't her first time with He Yiming, nor her first time having her dressing changed, every time He Yiming's warm hands gently brushed her cheek, it made her blush uncontrollably.

Standing upright, Yuan Lixun put on her face scarf and was about to walk forward when she saw He Yiming's body suddenly stiffen. He then looked back, his black eyes instantly becoming extremely sharp.

She looked in that direction but saw nothing, so she asked, "Young Master, what's wrong?"

He Yiming hesitated, shook his head slightly, and said, "I can't be sure either." He said, sounding a bit troubled, "Ever since we entered the mountains this time, I've always had an ominous premonition, as if someone is following us, but every time I turn to check, I can't find any clues."

Yuan Lixun looked at He Yiming's ears in surprise. The two ears were still twitching slightly, but she, who knew He Yiming extremely well, knew that He Yiming hadn't found the problem using his Clairaudient Ear skill.

"Young Master, can anyone really evade your Clairaudient Ear?" Yuan Lixun asked in disbelief.

He Yiming shook his head seriously and said, "Martial Uncle Yu once said that the world is full of endless miraculous skills and secret arts, and no one can master them all. And some Innate martial arts that specialize in stealth might be able to evade the Clairaudient Ear, who knows." He paused here, as if suddenly remembering something, and a glint flashed in his eyes: "Perhaps, if one carries a certain rare treasure on their person, they might also be able to evade the Clairaudient Ear."

Yuan Lixun's eyes also lit up. Her lips moved slightly. Although she didn't make any sound, the shape of her mouth clearly indicated: "White Stone."

He Yiming nodded solemnly. Since the White Stone possessed the miraculous ability to block the Clairaudient Ear, it was not surprising that other miraculous items with similar effects could also exist.

Yuan Lixun widened her beautiful eyes and asked, "Young Master, what should we do?"

He Yiming spread his hands, helplessly saying, "There's nothing we can do but take it one step at a time."

The two packed up and continued into the deep mountains according to the map's route. Long after they had left, a black figure suddenly appeared there.

The speed of this figure was absolutely incredible, as if he were originally just air, with no weight whatsoever.

The black shadow circled here like the wind, as if talking to himself: "Such keen Clairaudient Ear, I almost got discovered by him. So young yet so seasoned, what cultivation method is he practicing?" He looked up in the direction He Yiming and Yuan Lixun had gone, and his brows furrowed: "Can't act in dense forests? But they insist on going into dense forests, this is outrageous."

After complaining, the figure moved again, once more disappearing like a ghost.

Such footwork, even He Yiming's Cloud Rain Flying Technique, was inferior. However, only such incredible Light Body Technique could prevent He Yiming's Clairaudient Ear skill from grasping his whereabouts.

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After walking in the mountains for over a month, He Yiming and Yuan Lixun's dry rations were long exhausted. However, with their strength, even if they had brought nothing, they would not starve in the forest.

At this moment, they had gradually approached the Hohhot Mountain range, but He Yiming did not easily enter, instead hovering outside. It was like a traveler lost in the jungle, circling in a certain place.

Yuan Lixun naturally stayed by He Yiming's side, never leaving. As for her facial injuries, they had long since healed about seventy to eighty percent.

How precious was the wound medicine personally refined by Medicine Daoist? If even such minor injuries couldn't be healed, wouldn't it tarnish his reputation?

However, although the bruises had faded, there was still a tiny trace. Removing this trace would not be an easy task.

Holding Yuan Lixun's small hand, He Yiming suddenly looked in one direction with surprise.

Yuan Lixun's heart tightened, and she asked, "Young Master, have you found that person's tracks?"

He Yiming shook his head and said, "That person is elusive, who knows where he's hiding. However, there's another group of people ahead. In this desolate wilderness, what are these people doing here? Huh..."

Yuan Lixun was very curious and asked in surprise, "Young Master, what's wrong?"

He Yiming said gravely, "They are also looking for the Hohhot Mountain, and they even mentioned some cave dwelling, it's really strange."

As he spoke, he gently tightened his grip on Yuan Lixun's hand, pulling her in that direction.

A moment later, they arrived in a mountain valley. Here, there were seven men. The leader had deep-set eyes, a high nose, and a stern gaze that occasionally flashed with a sharp glint.

He Yiming and Yuan Lixun walked in brazenly, without any concealment, immediately drawing their attention.

The leader's gaze swept over them, then quickly retracted. He ignored them completely.

At this moment, He Yiming had restrained his immense aura. To an uninformed person, he would seem to possess only about six or seven layers of Inner Energy. Although having six or seven layers of Inner Energy cultivation at his age was quite rare, the individuals in the mountain valley, even the one with the lowest Inner Energy, possessed the peak of the seventh layer of Inner Energy. Naturally, they wouldn't take He Yiming and Yuan Lixun seriously.

The seven men were originally gathered together, discussing something in low voices, but when He Yiming appeared, they immediately stopped talking.

He Yiming maintained a gentle smile on his face. He had already seen at a glance that the leader, who had the highest Inner Energy among them, was only at the Tenth Level of Inner Strength. These people posed no threat to him whatsoever. So he cut straight to the point: "Friends, I just heard you mention the Hohhot Mountain range and some cave dwelling..."

As soon as he said this, the faces of the seven men changed. The leader even gave a look, and the other six leaped up like arrows, stepping out quickly, surrounding the two.

He Yiming frowned slightly. He stopped and said, "Everyone, what is the meaning of this?"

One of them, holding a long sword, sneered, "What do you mean? Let me tell you, you heard our conversation, do you still think you can leave alive?"

He Yiming was slightly startled, then chuckled, "Are you trying to take my life?"

The man chuckled, "Of course you're dead, kid. But this woman next to you, she's staying. We've been cooped up in this damned place for two months, we're almost stifled. After we've had our fun, we'll send her on her way to join you."

He Yiming's smiling face instantly darkened, the smile on his face turning cold as ice in a flash.

The seven men simultaneously felt a chill run through them. When He Yiming's expression changed, they actually felt a creepy sensation.

Their eyes suddenly became sharp. However, after observing for a while, their raised hearts slowly settled down.

In their eyes, both He Yiming and Yuan Lixun were only at the seventh layer of Inner Energy cultivation.

Facing two young people like this, even the most cautious person wouldn't feel much apprehension.

Perhaps they had heard of He Yiming's name before, and knew that there was a fifteen-year-old Innate expert in this world. But such a prodigy was, after all, only one person. No one would have imagined that they would encounter such a powerful bringer of misfortune in this place.

The man who spoke first spat fiercely and said, "Kid, are you trying to scare someone with that stern face? Tell your female companion to take off her face scarf and let me see how she looks?"

The other six did not object. Even those without lustful desires, knowing that He Yiming and Yuan Lixun had overheard their conversation, harbored murderous intent and would not allow them to leave.

He Yiming was so angry he laughed, a murderous intent surging in his heart.

He let out a loud laugh and said, "You want to kill me? Good, let's see who kills whom."

He suddenly took a step forward, arriving in front of the man, and kicked out, directly striking the man's chest. The man watched He Yiming's kick, and although he wanted to dodge, his body simply couldn't keep up with the rhythm. He was kicked, immediately flew backward, and then performed a 360-degree backflip in the air before heavily hitting a large tree. He then slid down like a fish, spitting white foam and with bulging eyes, his internal organs shattered, and he died on the spot.

He Yiming was slightly startled. He suddenly realized that his strength was continuously improving, but his mental state didn't seem to be keeping up. Once he became angry, murderous intent immediately surged within him. And what was even more terrifying was that he no longer had the same reverence and cherishing for the lives of ordinary people as he did in the past.

In the past, he would never have killed this person without restraint because of a mere sentence. But now, with a thought, he acted ruthlessly, and a life vanished in an instant.

Unconsciously, his mentality was becoming more and more like Lu Xinwen and his several disciples.

The vast multitude of living beings, in his eyes, were gradually becoming like ants.

This change in mindset, for his age, was still difficult to accept, but all these changes happened subtly. The moment he discovered them, everything seemed to flow naturally.

Suddenly, Yuan Lixun's charming shout came, startling He Yiming from his daze.

His ears twitched slightly, and anger surged in his heart once again.

The six men were horrified when they saw He Yiming kick out and instantly kill one of their brothers. They knew they had misjudged him.

The speed of that kick, its tricky angle, and its immense power all made them feel a powerful, irresistible threat. So, they were all terrified, even the highest-cultivated Tenth Level of Inner Strength Acquired Stage master admitted inferiority.

However, no matter how much they speculated, they could not imagine that they would encounter an Innate expert. So, the remaining few simultaneously lunged at Yuan Lixun.

In their minds, since He Yiming was willing to kill for this woman, he naturally held her in high regard. Therefore, only by holding her hostage could they make He Yiming hesitate.

However, their actions were suicidal. For Yuan Lixun, He Yiming had even directly killed the Fourth Prince of Tufan Kingdom, let alone these few insignificant strangers.

His figure was like lightning. He had, at some point, returned to Yuan Lixun's side, as if he had never left.

Apart from the leading Tenth Level of Inner Strength master who fully guarded against He Yiming, the other five simultaneously attacked Yuan Lixun. They wanted to capture her in one swift move.

However, their eyes blurred, and He Yiming had already miraculously appeared within their line of sight.

This sudden change instantly terrified everyone, and even the leader hadn't seen He Yiming's movements. At this point, they realized that they had indeed kicked an iron plate and encountered someone far beyond their ability to provoke.

"Go."

The leader made a decisive decision, took to his heels, abandoned his brothers, and fled into the distance.

Then, he heard a series of screams.

With each scream, his heart sank a little. Five screams, five brothers, unable to resist for even a few breaths.

He was horrified in his heart, "Who on earth did I encounter?"

However, before he could react, he heard a voice beside his ear say, "You stay too."

His eyes suddenly widened, and he gritted his teeth, desperately striking backward with both hands, unleashing all the power of his Tenth Level of Inner Strength without reservation.

However, all his strength felt like it was hitting a wad of cotton, light and ineffective.

Then, a powerful suction force came, and the power he had unleashed from his full sprint was simply unable to counteract it. Instead, he involuntarily retreated step by step backward.

He turned his head in horror and saw He Yiming extending a hand in the distance. He clearly felt that the irresistible suction force was emanating from that hand.

He immediately felt his heart sink as if dead. Seeing the scene of energy being unleashed through the air, if he still couldn't guess that this was an Innate expert, he would be blind.

He Yiming, imitating Yu Jinglei from back then, used True Qi to create a peculiar force field, drawing the man towards him.

He secretly felt pleased. After reaching the Single-Line Sky Realm, with True Qi condensed into a single strand, it indeed possessed power far greater than the Hundred Scattered Heavens Realm. However, back then, Yu Jinglei had absorbed a Hundred Scattered Heavens Realm expert, while his opponent was merely an Acquired Stage expert. The difference in difficulty was clear at a glance.

At this thought, that bit of complacency immediately vanished. To reach Martial Uncle Yu's realm, he probably still needed a lot of effort.

"Your Excellency, spare my life." Although the leader was at the Tenth Level of Inner Strength, he was also a shrewd person. Seeing himself restrained, he immediately cried out, "This humble one is willing to offer the sect's greatest treasure, only asking for your mercy."

He Yiming concentrated his mind and said in a deep voice, "What is your name, what great treasure does your sect possess, and what are you doing here?"

"This humble one is Jiang Wenwu, a disciple of Innate Master Lu Xinwen of Jinlin Country. My master, during his travels across the world, once discovered a hidden treasure cave dwelling. Now my master has passed away, so this humble one brought a group of brothers here to search for the whereabouts of the cave dwelling."

He Yiming turned his head in surprise and exchanged glances with Yuan Lixun. A feeling of extreme absurdity welled up in their hearts simultaneously.

He sighed softly. So, the lineage of Lu Xinwen had not died out, but this last disciple had, by a twist of fate, fallen into his hands. It had to be said that destiny had a strange way of playing out.

Jiang Wenwu didn't see He Yiming's expression and thought he was interested. He quickly said, "Your Excellency, although this humble one doesn't know the exact location, I know the general direction. As long as you give me time, I will definitely find it."

He Yiming hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind.

He said coldly, "Jiang Wenwu, do you know who I am?"

"This humble one does not know," Jiang Wenwu said without thinking. In his heart, he thought, if I had known you were an Innate expert, we would never have dared to provoke you.

His heart suddenly stirred: An Innate expert...

He abruptly looked up, staring at He Yiming in shock, his eyes gradually filled with terror.

Such a young Innate expert, could it be this person?

He Yiming slowly nodded and said, "You guessed correctly."

Jiang Wenwu's face instantly drained of all color. Since he had fallen into this person's hands, how could he possibly survive?

He Yiming sighed deeply, just about to speak, when his ears twitched violently. A black shadow flashed a few meters beside him, and a thin ray of sword light pierced towards his chest like lightning with incomparable speed.

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