Chapter 869 - 352: Is This Still a Golden Core Cultivator? (2)

"Don’t you want to ask my opinion?" Cen Zijin’s eyes revealed a hint of a smile.

Chu Ning laughed after listening:

"I’m already planning to abduct you over there, what opinion would I still ask for?"

The two of them joked while moving forward. It wasn’t until half a day later that Cheng Huiqing approached again.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, we have discussed among ourselves and are willing to accompany you to the Western Alliance Continent.

As for whether to join Jiuhua Sect, can you let us see how things are over there first?"

"That’s certainly no problem," Chu Ning replied with a smile.

"To be honest, Fellow Daoist Cheng, I also need to return to the sect to report this matter to our Sect Leader."

Cheng Huiqing immediately cupped his hands toward Chu Ning.

"In that case, I’ll trouble Fellow Daoist Chu."

After a few polite words, Chu Ning and Cheng Huiqing took turns steering the bone boat.

They continued flying north for a while, leaving the coverage area of the four sects around Wangshan City by several thousand miles.

Then they turned westwards.

After flying two thousand miles, Chu Ning suddenly had an intuition while steering the bone boat.

His expression became somewhat serious.

The operation of the bone boat also came to a halt.

"Chu Ning, what’s wrong?" Cen Zijin, standing right next to Chu Ning, was the first to react and quickly asked.

Cheng Huiqing and Ge Yu also stood up from their meditation.

Chu Ning looked gravely to the left.

"We’ve been discovered, a cultivator is flying toward us.

If my guess is correct, it might be a Nascent Soul cultivator."

"A Nascent Soul cultivator?"

Upon hearing Chu Ning’s words, everyone’s complexion changed immediately.

Following Chu Ning’s gaze, Cheng Huiqing asked worriedly:

"Could it be a cultivator from the Purple Moon Sect chasing us? But if they were pursuing us, why would they come from this direction?"

Chu Ning shook his head, then said seriously:

"Fellow Daoist Cheng, if there truly is a Nascent Soul cultivator, I’ll hold them off. You take the bone boat and lead everyone away first."

"But Chu Ning, that’s a Nascent Soul cultivator," Cen Zijin said anxiously upon hearing this.

Chu Ning smiled at them:

"It’s alright, I’ve encountered Nascent Soul cultivators before.

Killing them might be challenging, but if it’s just about escaping unscathed, they can’t handle me."

His Divine Sense could feel the presence of the Nascent Soul cultivator, but their aura was not particularly strong.

Chu Ning felt that they were likely an Early Stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Their Divine Sense might not even match his.

Facing a cultivator of this level, Chu Ning indeed had some confidence in retreating safely.

Seeing that Cen Zijin wanted to say something, Chu Ning comforted them once more.

This time, however, he used telepathy:

"Don’t worry, remember what I told you? In Northern Cold, I escaped from a Tenth Level Great Demon’s grasp.

If we get separated, let’s meet up again at Thousand Lakes and Thousand Islands. For now, let’s keep flying ahead; perhaps I’m just overthinking it."

With that, Chu Ning continued steering the bone boat forward.

But after flying less than fifty miles, he sighed lightly.

As he was advancing, the flight path of the Nascent Soul cultivator changed direction as well.

It seemed they were indeed after him and his party.

Chu Ning was curious about their intentions.

At this moment, Chu Ning pretended to know nothing and continued to fly the bone boat forward.

Soon after, a streak of Escape Light approached quickly from the back and side.

Along with it came a haughty voice.

"Which Fellow Daoist from the Purple Moon Sect is ahead? Why are you running so fast upon seeing me?"

"Hmm?" Hearing this, Chu Ning’s mind was stirred, and he stopped the bone boat.

At the same time, he leaped into the air from the bone boat, looking toward the newcomer.

The newcomer was a burly, bald man wrapped in a black robe.

His skin was dark, and his eyes were red, exuding a fierce glare.

Seeing this appearance, Chu Ning was slightly taken aback.

This person resembled a cultivator he had an impression of, although the latter seemed to be a Golden Core Late Stage cultivator before.

Unexpectedly, he had now broken through to the Nascent Soul stage.

As Chu Ning recognized this figure, the other person also spotted Chu Ning’s group, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Huh, you guys aren’t from the Purple Moon Sect?"

Chu Ning cupped his hands towards him.

"Is senior looking for a Purple Moon Sect cultivator? Then I’m afraid you’ve mistaken us."

The bald man’s gaze swept over Chu Ning and then the female cultivators on the bone boat.

"You may not be from the Purple Moon Sect, but I won’t mistake this bone boat.

This should belong to that old fellow Jiang Jiu; how did it end up in your hands?"

Chu Ning met his gaze, his expression calm and composed.

"Oh, are you talking about this bone boat? It was given to me by a senior."

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed across the bald man’s face.

"A senior? So Jiang Jiu has already met his end at the hands of a Fellow Daoist?"

Chu Ning was unsure of the other party’s intentions and didn’t respond immediately.

"Good riddance! Hahaha!" The bald man laughed heartily.

"Jiang Jiu was thinking of challenging me after advancing to the Nascent Soul stage, but now he’s dead as a doornail.

Hahaha!"

After a burst of laughter, the bald man suddenly turned to Chu Ning, a fierce glint in his eyes.

"To think you would take on Jiang Jiu, judging by your demeanor, you seem like righteous sect cultivators too.

Jiang Jiu certainly deserved it, but you righteous sect cultivators are equally culpable!"

At these words, Chu Ning’s expression slightly darkened, and he spoke out:

"Go, all of you, leave now!"

"Leave, do you think you can escape?"