I have the face of a great demon.

Liu Xingchen saw an immortal approaching on a sword, exuding murderous intent, but suddenly turned around in mid-air as if he had encountered a ghost, and hurriedly fled back.

This completely baffled Liu Xingchen. He scratched his head, his face full of confusion.

The immortal's attire was very similar to that of the immortal he had killed, clearly indicating they were from the same sect.

Logically speaking, if this immortal were to attack, Liu Xingchen would be doomed.

But unexpectedly, he seemed to see something terrifying and was so frightened that he ran back, which Liu Xingchen couldn't understand.

He looked around, but couldn't find a single ghost. There was no one there.

Could it be that the immortal was afraid of himself?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

I'm just a newbie who's just entered the martial arts world. What ability do I have to make immortals afraid?

Although I might occasionally have a small outburst and kill an immortal, it wouldn't be enough to scare away another immortal, would it?

Since he couldn't figure it out, Liu Xingchen stopped thinking about it and went to check on Tie Zhu.

He crouched down and saw Tiezhu lying on the ground, his breathing weak but steady, which put him at ease.

Liu Xingchen called softly, "Tiezhu, Tiezhu, how are you?"

Tie Zhu slowly opened his eyes, saw Liu Xingchen's concerned face, and managed a weak smile:

"I...I'm not dead yet. That guy is too strong. Brother Xingchen, are you...are you alright?"

Liu Xingchen felt a warmth in his heart, patted Tie Zhu on the shoulder, and comforted him:

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I've already killed Chen Minghui, we're safe now."

"I knew Brother Xingchen was the most reliable."

Tie Zhu said a few words, then started coughing. As he coughed, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Tiezhu, you're badly injured. This is troublesome. We can't stay here any longer; the Cangqiong Sect might catch up at any time."

Tie Zhu shook his head, his voice low: "Brother Xingchen, you go first, don't worry about me."

How could Liu Xingchen just abandon his brothers like that?

He planned to carry Tiezhu and escape, but then he thought that they had left in a hurry and had no money on them, and they didn't know how to cover their expenses on the way.

Why not search some dead bodies? Maybe we'll find something.

Although it's somewhat dishonorable, we can't worry about that now that we're trying to survive.

The first thing Liu Xingchen touched was Sikong Chen's corpse.

As a martial arts master, Sikong Chen might possess some valuable items.

He reached into Sikong Chen's clothes and, sure enough, his fingertips touched something hard.

Liu Xingchen carefully took it out, and his eyes lit up immediately.

Two gleaming gold ingots, five heavy silver ingots, plus ten silver notes.

Get rich!

Sikong Chen is indeed a rich man.

Now they had a plan for their escape expenses. He continued to search Sikong Chen's body.

This time, he found a tattered booklet. He opened it and saw that it was Sikong Chen's martial arts notes.

It not only records exquisite sword techniques, but also provides detailed illustrations.

Liu Xingchen was overjoyed; this was a treasure.

Sikong Chen is a master; he can fight immortals on equal terms with just his swordsmanship. His martial arts are worth learning.

Liu Xingchen quickly stuffed the book of notes into his pocket, intending to study it carefully in his spare time.

Finally, he took out an exquisite white porcelain bottle from Sikong Chen's body.

Upon uncorking the bottle, a faint medicinal aroma wafted out.

The porcelain bottle had no markings and contained eight pills, the nature of which was unknown.

But Liu Xingchen thought that Sikong Chen must carry healing medicine with him when he travels the world.

This bottle of medicine is just right for Tiezhu to take.

He immediately went to Tie Zhu's side, took out a pill and gave it to him.

As expected, the medicine Sikong Chen brought was excellent. After swallowing one pill, Tie Zhu's pale face finally regained some color in a short while.

He struggled to sit up and said urgently, "Brother Xingchen, I'm much better. Let's go quickly."

"Your body hasn't fully recovered yet, don't push yourself."

As Liu Xingchen spoke, he bent down and let Tiezhu climb onto his back.

"Come on, I'll carry you."

And so, carrying the iron pillar on his back, Liu Xingchen embarked on his journey north.

He didn't search Chen Minghui's body anymore, worried that the things on the immortal's body might have some mysterious function, and that taking them would lead to him being tracked down by his companions.

In any case, what they got from Sikong Chen was enough for them.

Tie Zhu is a big guy, and he's quite heavy.

If it were six months ago, Liu Xingchen would never have dared to imagine that he could carry him this far.

But since he started practicing martial arts, his strength has increased by leaps and bounds. With the help of his internal energy, he can now run very fast even while carrying an iron pillar on his back.

After an hour of brisk walking, they finally emerged from the dense forest and stepped onto a wide road.

It's unclear whether it was Sikong Chen's medicine that was so potent, or Tiezhu's recovery ability that was so amazing.

He looked listless just a moment ago, but in such a short time, he's full of energy and can walk on his own.

"Brother Xingchen, we can't go back to the Azure Sky Sect, right? Which way should we go now?"

"Head north. To Dingzhou."

"Dingzhou? That's six thousand li away!" Tiezhu said in surprise.

"I will go no matter how far away it is."

After witnessing the elegance of immortals wielding swords and seeing their overwhelming power over martial artists, Liu Xingchen set a new goal for himself.

I want to cultivate immortality.

"Tiezhu, don't you want to cultivate immortality and become an immortal?"

"Let me think about it! But how can we become immortals?" Tie Zhu's eyes were full of longing.

"Sikong Chen once said that he had traveled to Dingzhou, six thousand miles away, in search of immortality."

"But Sikong Chen didn't become an immortal either."

"He's already found an immortal, but his aptitude isn't good enough, so the immortal won't accept him. How will we know they won't accept him if we don't try?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Brother Xingchen is an unparalleled genius, and I am born with divine strength. The immortals will definitely accept us."

Liu Xingchen waved his hand triumphantly: "Then what are we waiting for? Let's set off!"

"Okay, let's go to Dingzhou." Tie Zhu also perked up.

The two embarked on a journey to Dingzhou.

However, their good fortune didn't last long; they were exhausted after walking for only a short while.

So many things happened today.

First came the intense and exciting sect competition, followed by the arduous pursuit of Yu Kun, and then a series of fierce battles.

Their physical strength and energy were nearing their limit.

Most importantly, they didn't eat a single grain of rice from morning till night.

The sun had already set, and their stomachs were growling with hunger, making it difficult for them to move.

Just when things were getting difficult, Tie Zhu, with his sharp eyes, spotted the smoke rising from the chimneys in the distance.

"Brother Xingchen, look! There's smoke rising up ahead. There must be a house there. Let's hurry over there and find something to eat."

With hope, they regained their strength, quickened their pace, and soon saw the smoke rising from the chimney.

It was a post station.