I have the face of a great demon.

Two fast horses galloped along the wide official road, with endless fields on both sides. The golden wheat waves swayed gently in the breeze, making people feel relaxed and happy.

The two men on horseback were Liu Xingchen and Tiezhu. They had bought two horses in town and were heading south to visit the Lingshui Town area, Tiezhu's hometown.

Liu Xingchen, dressed in a light blue Taoist robe, danced lightly in the wind, her long black hair flying freely.

His divine sword and black robe were both in his storage bag. Traveling light, he felt as if his whole body had become lighter.

Tie Zhu's storage bag was also full of things, mostly food.

However, he did not put his pair of Purple Cloud Serpent Maces in his storage bag; he still carried them on his back.

He felt that if you have something good, you should show it off; it's impressive.

Moreover, he was used to carrying an iron mace, and if he didn't carry it, he always felt that something was missing.

"Hey, Tiezhu, who else is in your family?"

“My father passed away when I was ten years old. Now my mother is all alone in the family. She is busy all day long, tending to those few acres of poor land.”

"When I go back this time, I'll give her a lot of money so she doesn't have to do farm work anymore and can just stay home and enjoy a life of leisure." Tie Zhu's face showed a hint of anticipation.

"Brother Xingchen, what about you?"

"I have no family anymore, I'm all alone, with no ties to anyone."

Liu Xingchen did not reveal that he was a time traveler; this was his biggest secret, and he would not tell anyone.

So they could only make up a place name and say that their family had all perished in the plague to get by.

Upon hearing this, Tie Zhu immediately showed a look of sympathy, but he quickly patted his chest and said with great pride:

"Brother Xingchen, don't be sad. From today onwards, my home is your home. Come on, let's go home!"

"Alright, let's go home!" Liu Xingchen shouted, then spurred his horse and whipped it, kicking up clouds of dust.

As if sensing their master's longing for home, the two horses instantly transformed into two streaks of black lightning, galloping towards the distant and warm south.

After crossing the winding boundary river, Liu Xingchen and Tiezhu traveled for several more days and finally gradually entered the territory of Lingzhou.

Recalling the day they escaped from Lingzhou, they were filled with anxiety and fear of being caught by pursuers, and they were in a very sorry state.

Now that they are cultivators, they are no longer afraid even if the Azure Sky Sect comes to cause trouble.

However, they had no intention of going to Lingzhou to meet with the Cangqiong Sect.

Although they were not afraid, they preferred to avoid trouble and prioritized returning home. They decided to bypass Lingzhou and head directly south.

As they were walking, the sound of weapons clashing came from the wind, indicating that someone was fighting.

Tie Zhu was curious and wanted to catch up and see what was going on.

Liu Xingchen said, "We are no longer part of the martial arts world, so let's not get involved in its affairs anymore. Let's go."

Tie Zhu was helpless, but his senior brother's words made sense, so he had no choice but to put aside his gossipy nature and continue on his way.

Although they didn't want to cause trouble, trouble came at them anyway.

They walked for a while longer and then noticed that the sounds of battle were getting closer.

The two men rode their horses up a hillside and looked in the direction of the shouts of battle.

A man in white was seen fleeing in panic, pursued closely by a group of men with blue headscarves.

"They are from the Azure Sky Sect."

After cultivating immortality, the two had much better eyesight and could tell from a distance that the white-robed man's attire belonged to the Azure Sky Sect.

"Brother Xingchen, should we help?"

"Forget it, we are no longer members of the Azure Sky Sect, so this has nothing to do with us."

Before leaving, the two took one last look. As the person drew closer, they immediately recognized him as an acquaintance.

The senior brother who taught them the introductory techniques was Senior Brother Qin.

Senior Brother Qin ran at top speed, but the pursuers behind him were like maggots clinging to his bones, closing in tighter and tighter.

The pursuers were well-trained and divided into several groups, closing in from different directions. This forced Brother Qin to leave the wide official road and plunge into the woods by the roadside.

In the dense forest, with its branches and leaves blocking out the sky, Senior Brother Qin dodged left and right, using every tree trunk and bush to try to shake off his pursuers.

However, the pursuers were numerous and powerful. As he ran, one or two pursuers would occasionally appear in front of him and slash at him with their knives.

He fought his pursuers for a few rounds, then seized an opportunity to escape again.

However, this caused a lot of time to be wasted, the encirclement became smaller and smaller, and the pursuers got closer and closer. It seemed that he would have nowhere to escape.

With a series of clangs, he deflected several longswords attacking him and broke through the gaps in the enemy's defenses.

He had just jumped out of the encirclement when he heard a sharp whooshing sound as a long sword pierced straight into his chest.

The newcomer was just waiting for him to break out of the encirclement. The sword came quickly and suddenly, taking advantage of the moment when his old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated, intending to kill him with one strike.

Brother Qin was powerless to escape and could only close his eyes, waiting for the moment when death would come.

Soon he heard the sound of a sword piercing a human body and felt his clothes on his chest being soaked with blood. There was no intense pain. He never expected that his ascension would be so peaceful.

But after a few breaths, he realized something was wrong.

He doesn't seem to be dead.

He opened his eyes and found that although his chest was covered in blood, he did not feel the pain of a long sword piercing his body.

The enemy before him was slowly collapsing to the ground; the blood on his chest was not his own, but that of the enemy before him.

He turned his head and saw a black sword stuck in a tree about ten feet away to his left.

The sword was embedded deep in the tree trunk, leaving only the hilt, which was still dripping blood.

Without a doubt, it was this sword that killed his enemy.

Strangely, apart from a few terrified pursuers, there was no one else around him.

Where did this sword come from?

This bizarre scene terrified the pursuers, who looked around in panic but found no one.

This terrified them even more, and for a moment they dared not attack Senior Brother Qin again, simply standing there dumbfounded.

Just as Senior Brother Qin was about to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to escape, a deafening shout shattered the silence of the forest before he could even take a step.

He looked up and saw a towering, burly man rushing out from one side of the woods, like a humanoid chariot, and arriving beside him in the blink of an eye.

The burly man was wearing a blue Taoist robe, clearly a Taoist priest.

However, his massive size paired with the Taoist robe looked rather comical, like a Vajra from a temple mistakenly wearing a Taoist's clothes.

He was accompanied by a young Taoist priest, who looked much more normal.

It must have been these two Taoist priests who saved me.

He was about to thank the two Taoist priests when he realized that they looked somewhat familiar.

He was frowning as he tried to recall the other person's identity when the other person spoke first.

"Senior Brother Qin, we've come to rescue you." The rough voice was like a thunderclap, making Senior Brother Qin's ears ring.

Upon hearing that rough voice, Senior Brother Qin immediately remembered.

Isn't this Tie Zhu?

The other person was naturally Liu Xingchen, who was inseparable from him.