Fairy bestows immortality

After being untied from the spirit-binding rope, it obediently dashed off in the direction its master had gone.

Watching his departing figure, Su Yun snorted coldly.

"You really think things are peaceful now? I'll kill you all sooner or later."

He wouldn't let such an evil cultivator leave; his priority was simply to save the fat cultivator.

Once the mark is planted, their location can be found at any time!

"Fatty Yin".

He raised his hand and patted the fat monk's face.

However, the fat cultivator remained seated in place, not yet awakened, his consciousness trapped in a deep illusion.

He placed one hand on the fat monk's crown and activated the Soul-Capturing Technique.

"Wake up!"

A light appeared in his hand, and at the same time, he uttered a sound wave that shook the mind and completely entered the fat cultivator's sea of ​​consciousness.

The fat monk shuddered.

His tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and his eyes slowly opened.

Although it was very small, it was indeed open.

Upon seeing Su Yun clearly, he was instantly jolted awake, stood up abruptly, and looked around.

Seeing that the fat cultivator was acting normally, Su Yun calmed down.

"Alright, stop looking, they're gone."

After hearing what Su Yun said, the fat cultivator withdrew his gaze and looked at Su Yun in surprise.

"What's going on? How did you manage to sneak up on the Crimson Demon Mountain?"

Su Yun said, "Didn't you send me a message before? Seeing that your location hasn't changed for so long and you haven't replied to my message, I guessed that you were trapped again. I came to check and found that it was true."

“I know about the evil cultivators' massacre of the villagers.”

Hearing Su Yun say this, the fat cultivator said in frustration, "This guy is too cunning. He secretly had his disciple set up an array to lure me into a trap, and I've been trapped here for who knows how long."

"Fortunately, before I lost consciousness, I set up a last resort to prevent him from taking advantage of me and thus I was spared. But I also lost a life-saving measure in the process."

Su Yun said, "They can't escape. I've already planted a mark on his disciple, and the evil cultivator seems to have suffered a serious injury. He definitely won't be able to cause trouble for a while."

Upon hearing this, the fat cultivator grinned and said, "I've shattered all the evil weapons he forged, so he can't do anything for a while."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Su Yun and said with dissatisfaction, "You brat, I gave you a message a while ago, and you acted like you were dead."

Su Yun smiled and said, "I was in seclusion before, focusing all my efforts on breaking through, and I didn't pay attention to anything else."

After hearing this, the fat cultivator looked Su Yun up and down and said, "You really broke through. You're really keeping up with me. I only broke through to the sixth level of the Qi Sea not long ago."

"It still has to do with the spiritual substances from the Bodhi tree before, which were indeed very good, but the effect was too short-lived."

He had only said a few words when his hand gestures became a bit too exaggerated, which aggravated his wounds, causing him to wince in pain.

After fighting the evil cultivators for so many days, he had suffered considerable injuries and was exhausted.

Seeing his grimacing expression, Su Yun shook his head and said, "You should recover first. If they haven't gone far, take this opportunity to wipe them out in one fell swoop."

The fat cultivator nodded and said, "Alright, I'll heal my wounds now and try to kill that damn evil cultivator as soon as possible. He's really infuriating me; we've been fighting for so long and still haven't killed him!"

As he spoke, he sat down cross-legged, took out his section of Soul Wood, absorbed its essence, and used it to heal his injuries.

With nothing else to do, Su Yun took out the map and examined it.

This place is still quite a distance from Tianyuan Ancient Gorge, but fortunately, he didn't take a detour and was on the same route.

The fat monk's injuries wouldn't heal anytime soon.

He simply sat cross-legged on the ground and began to cultivate himself.

Before you know it, a day has passed.

Using the Soul Wood and other healing resources, the fat cultivator recovered about 80% of his injuries; the remaining damage was not a big deal.