Becoming a Saint Starting with the Chasing Wind Leg Technique

Chapter 176 Gun Slaughter and Sordid

The Five Elements Tower stands like a silent monument deep within the sect, waiting for truly capable disciples to climb, conquer, and seize the resources and opportunities that lead to even greater heights.

A storm is brewing, and danger lurks in the shadows.

The road ahead is destined to be anything but peaceful.

However, not long after Song Jing left the outer gate of Pingtian Gate, he arrived at a post station outside the prefectural city. Just as he was about to rest, he saw a familiar figure already waiting there.

The man was dressed in a faded, close-fitting outfit, with a tall and upright figure and a resolute face. He carried a long spear wrapped in old cloth on his back. It was none other than Nie Daoyi, who had long since recovered from his serious injuries.

"Senior Nie?" Song Jing was somewhat surprised.

When Nie Daoyi saw Song Jing, a hearty smile appeared on his face, and he strode forward to greet him: "Young Song, I heard you were going back to Tianshui City? I received the news long ago and have been waiting for you here."

I was just thinking of going back to see those bastards from the Blood Lotus Sect who dared to commit atrocities and slaughter the people in Boyang City!

They even killed many neighbors who were passing through Tianshui City!

Such evil and heretical people deserve to be killed by everyone! As a martial artist and a former border soldier, how can I sit idly by?

Perfect timing! My injuries have healed completely. I used the money you gave me last time to buy some pills, and my strength has recovered quite well. I feel like I can kill a few more barbarian dogs and heretical cultists!

Let's walk together; it'll be better to look out for each other along the way.

Upon hearing this, Song Jing felt a warmth in his heart.

Nie Daoyi is upright and hates evil. This journey together is not only out of kinship as fellow villagers, but also out of a sense of chivalry.

Having this experienced veteran with me certainly puts my mind at ease.

"It is an honor for me to walk alongside you, senior," Song Jing said, clasping his hands in greeting.

The two set off together, traveling along the official road towards Tianshui City.

On the way, Nie Daoyi sized up Song Jing, feeling that this kid seemed different from the one he had encountered when they were attacked at the border last time.

His aura became more concentrated and restrained, and his every move exuded an indescribable sense of harmony and unity, as if he were one with the surrounding environment, yet also as if he could unleash earth-shattering power at any moment.

Especially the long gun behind him, which was in a brand-new holster and had not yet been drawn, gave him a vague sense of oppression.

"Young Brother Song," Nie Daoyi couldn't help but speak, his tone a mix of probing and disbelief, "your demeanor is quite different from what it was a month ago. Could it be—you've already broken through to the Bone Forging Realm?"

Song Jing continued walking, nodding frankly: "Senior has excellent judgment. I was lucky; I just broke through a barrier a few days ago."

"Hiss!" Even though Nie Daoyi had some suspicions, he still couldn't help but gasp when he heard Song Jing admit it himself. He stared at Song Jing with wide eyes as if he were looking at a monster. "Really, really broke through? The last time I saw you at the border, you were clearly still at the peak of the Body Refinement stage! How long has it been? Less than three months at most, right?"

"You, you kid, your cultivation speed—" He could barely speak, his shock beyond words. He considered himself a man who had experienced life and death and whose talent was not bad, yet it had taken him more than ten years of hard work to reach the Bone Forging Realm.

Song Jing's speed completely overturned his understanding.

After the initial shock, a strong urge mixed with curiosity and a competitive spirit surged into Nie Daoyi's mind. He was a gun fanatic, and seeing such a young Bone Forging Realm gun cultivator, how could he not be itching to show off his skills?

Moreover, Song Jing was also practicing the Nie family's clan-protected spear technique, the "Prairie Fire Spear Technique"!

"Good lad! You're really something!" Nie Daoyi slapped his thigh hard, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit. "Since that's the case, this old man's hands are itching. How about we have a spar?"

"Use the Wildfire Spear Technique! Let this old man see just how good your rapidly improving skills really are!"

Song Jing had long seen Nie Daoyi's eagerness to try, and upon hearing this, he smiled slightly: "I couldn't be happier. It's a good opportunity to learn spear techniques from you, senior." He respected Nie Daoyi greatly, not only because of his character, but also because Nie Daoyi had given him some guidance back in Tianshui City.

This exchange is both a way to verify what I've learned and a way to give back.

The two found a secluded and open woodland.

Nie Daoyi unslung the long spear from his back. It was a standard military long-range spear, completely black with a gleaming tip. Although it was not as powerful as Song Jingyuan's original Liaoyuan spear, it was still menacing and clearly had drunk countless lives.

"Young Song, watch out!" Nie Daoyi shouted in a low voice, thrusting his spear forward in what was the opening stance of the Wildfire Spear Technique, "First Spark."

!

The spear flashed like lightning, carrying a fierce and resolute battlefield aura, clearly indicating that the spear technique had been honed to an extremely high level, just a hair's breadth away from perfection.

Song Jing's eyes narrowed. He did not use the Five Elements Dao Spear on his back, nor did he use any other techniques. Instead, he used his fingers as a weapon and unleashed the same move, "First Spark."

His fingertips were sharp and precise. Though they did not take the shape of a spear, they seemed to condense the "aggressive and raging" spirit of the Wildfire Spear Technique into a single point, striking first despite being behind, and accurately hitting the side of Nie Daoyi's spear tip.

"Ding!"

A crisp clanging sound rang out, and Nie Daoyi felt a highly refined force emanating from the spear shaft, seemingly containing some strange transformation, causing his sure-fire shot to slightly deviate.

He was startled, and before he could change his move, Song Jing's "attack" came down like a storm.

"Fire Borrows the Wind's Momentum," "Wildfire Spreads Across the Plains," "A Single Spark Can Start a Prairie Fire"—one move after another of the Prairie Fire Spear Techniques were unleashed in Song Jing's hands. Although he was merely using his fingers as a spear, and the techniques were only at the peak of "Great Completion," not yet fully perfected, the sheer solidity of his foundation, the refinement of his power, the subtlety of his variations, and the profoundness of his artistic conception made even Nie Daoyi, a veteran who had immersed himself in this spear technique for decades and had already touched the threshold of perfection, feel completely constrained and restricted!

Song Jing's "Wildfire Spear Technique" seems to have stripped away all unnecessary extravagance and frivolity, leaving only the purest and most essential meaning of "wildfire".

Every "finger" is perfectly timed, ensuring the enemy is forced to defend and the defense is flawless.

What alarmed Nie Daoyi even more was that Song Jing's "spear intent" seemed to contain an added sense of calm and penetration that he couldn't understand, as if beneath a raging fire lay a silent, penetrating chill, making his defense even more difficult.

After fifty moves, Nie Daoyi was sweating profusely, and his spear technique was becoming increasingly erratic.

His proud and nearly perfected Wildfire Spear Technique was completely outmatched by Song Jing's "mastery" spear technique, and he was instead overwhelmed and unable to breathe.

Finally, when Song Jingyi's "Spark" finger strike, infused with the penetrating intent of "heavy water," broke through his defenses and hovered three inches in front of his throat, Nie Daoyi sighed and withdrew his spear.

"I've lost." Nie Daoyi looked at Song Jing with a complex expression, a mixture of defeat and awe at witnessing a higher level of skill. "Young Song, your Wildfire Spear Technique—it's incredible! Although your skill level isn't perfect, your foundation, your comprehension, your control of power—it far surpasses mine! I've practiced spear techniques my whole life, yet I've been defeated by you in my own style—truly, new talents emerge in every generation! I am completely convinced!"

He finally understood that Song Jing's improvement in strength was not simply due to a breakthrough in his cultivation level.

His understanding and mastery of martial arts has reached a level that is difficult for him to reach.

Furthermore, the subtle aura emanating from it, seemingly originating from the same source as the Wildfire Spear Technique yet even more profound and mysterious, filled him with curiosity and awe regarding Song Jing's experiences in the prefectural city.

"Senior is too kind. I was just lucky to have encountered some good fortune." Song Jing put down his "finger" and stood up, speaking humbly. He did not use the Five Elements Evolution Spear, nor did he use the Profound Origin Heavy Water True Skill. He defeated Nie Daoyi, who was close to perfection, by only using the Great Perfection Wildfire Spear Technique combined with his solid foundation and understanding of martial arts. He also had a clearer understanding of his own strength.

Nie Daoyi shook his head and smiled wryly, then perked up again: "I'm happy to see the Wildfire Spear Technique flourish in your hands! Let's go, let's keep going! With you here, we'll definitely teach those Blood Lotus Sect bastards a lesson when we get back!"

The two set off again, and their relationship had grown even closer without them even realizing it.

Nie Daoyi completely abandoned his seniority and frequently discussed spear techniques with Song Jing, as well as inquired about his experiences in the prefectural city. Song Jing shared whatever he could. The journey was quite pleasant.

Several days later, the two entered the territory of Boyang City.

The closer one gets to Boyang City, the more desolate the road becomes, with few pedestrians and occasional glimpses of burned-down village ruins. The air seems to be filled with a faint smell of blood and burnt flesh, creating a somber atmosphere.

When they reached a treacherous mountain path flanked by two mountains and dense forests, Song Jing, who was walking in front, suddenly paused slightly, his eyes instantly sharp as an eagle, scanning the dense forest on both sides of the road.

"Something's not right," he whispered to Nie Daoyi behind him. "There's a strong killing intent, it's aimed at us."

Nie Daoyi was also a seasoned veteran. Upon hearing this, he immediately became alert, gripped the gun barrel, and focused his senses. Sure enough, he also sensed the faint, malicious gaze and subtle oppressive feeling coming from the forest.

Moreover, that aura—was very strong! There were at least two, and the pressure from one of them even caused his internal energy to stagnate!

"It's the Refining Realm?!" Nie Daoyi's expression changed, and he exclaimed in a low voice, his heart sinking instantly. He was only at the late stage of Bone Forging, and facing a Refining Realm expert, he had almost no chance of winning.

He took a sudden step forward, subtly shielding Song Jing behind him, and said urgently, "Young Brother Song, you go quickly! I'll hold them off! Your talent is one in a million; you're destined for greatness. You can't afford to die here! Hurry!"

He spoke very quickly, with an undeniable resolve.

Even knowing they were outmatched, they still fought for a chance to save this amazing junior! This courage and determination stirred something within Song Jing.

However, Song Jing gently pressed down on Nie Daoyi's hand as he tried to draw his gun, his gaze still calmly fixed on the dark woods ahead, and said indifferently, "Senior Nie, please calm down. They are just two newly broken through to the Refining Realm with unstable foundations. Their auras are restless and they are nothing to fear."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flashed from the woods ahead, and two figures emerged like ghosts, one on the left and one on the right, blocking the middle of the official road.

It was Chang Yuan and Hong Lie!

At this moment, Chang Yuan's physique was even more robust, his blood and energy were vigorous, and he released his early-stage Refining Realm aura without reservation, carrying a tyrannical sense of oppression.

Hong Lie exuded a cold aura, his eyes were like those of a venomous snake, and his cultivation at the peak of the Bone Forging Realm was quite solid.

"Song Jing! This place will be your burial ground today!" Chang Yuan sneered, his gaze sweeping over Song Jing and then glancing at Nie Daoyi behind him, who looked as if facing a formidable enemy, his expression full of disdain.

When Nie Daoyi saw that the other party was indeed at the Refining Realm, his heart was in his throat. Hearing Song Jing's words that "there is nothing to fear," he became even more anxious and was about to urge Song Jing to leave again.

But Song Jing remained calm and untied the gun holster from his back. The gray cloth slid off, revealing a long, dark blue spear with an ancient and mysterious design, shimmering with five-colored light.

The moment the gun appeared, the surrounding air seemed to freeze for a moment, the temperature inexplicably dropped, and an indescribable sharpness...

A strange pressure, a mixture of heavy, icy, and scorching heat, quietly permeated the air.

The sinister smiles on Chang Yuan and Hong Lie's faces froze slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes at the same time.

This gun gave them an extremely dangerous feeling!

"Senior Nie, please wait a moment. Let me get you these two heads to go with your wine." Song Jing's tone was calm, yet it carried an overwhelming confidence. Before he finished speaking, he had already moved!

There was no earth-shattering momentum, only a streak of dark blue light so fast it almost left a blur, heading straight for Hong Lie, whose aura was slightly weaker!

The Five Elements Evolution Spear thrust out, still using the Wildfire Spear Technique "Spark First Ignition," but within the spear's light, crimson and dark blue intertwined, with a wisp of pale gold sharpness and a heavy earthy yellow aura hidden within. Its speed was extremely fast, and its trajectory was incredibly tricky!

Hong Lie was shocked. He hadn't expected Song Jing to take the initiative and attack so quickly!

He let out a strange cry, crossed his two poisoned short daggers to parry, and retreated rapidly at the same time.

"Clang! Snap!"

The spear tip touched the intersection of the short spikes, and Hong Lie felt an indescribable, terrifying force, mixed with a scorching heat...

The cold, sharp, and heavy forces shattered his steel spikes instantly!

The spear's momentum remained strong, slamming into his protective inner energy.

"Pfft!" Hong Lie felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. His chest was in excruciating pain, and he spat out blood. He flew backward, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

With just one move, he, a master of Bone Forging at its peak, was almost instantly killed?!

"You little beast, you're asking for death!" Chang Yuan was both shocked and furious, never expecting Song Jing to be so powerful.

He roared, unleashing his True Qi at the Refined Realm, and threw a punch with fierce force, carrying the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, aimed at Song Jing's back.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Song Jing twisted his body in a strange way and used the Nine Shadow Steps at its perfect level, leaving behind afterimages, easily dodging the fierce punch.

At the same time, he turned around and swept his spear horizontally, the explosive power of the Wind and Thunder Leg Technique merging into the spear. The Five Elements Evolutionary Spear, carrying a deep thunderous sound and a biting cold wind, swept towards Chang Yuan's waist.

Chang Yuan dared not be negligent. He crossed his arms, condensed his earth-yellow true energy, and forcefully met the spear.

"Bang!"

The energy exploded! Chang Yuan groaned, staggered back two steps from the blow, his arm went numb, and he was horrified.

How can this kid be so strong? There's something strange about this spear!

Nie Daoyi watched in stunned silence, almost forgetting to breathe.

He had expected it to be a fierce battle, one in which Song Jing would struggle to hold on and even need him to risk his life to save him. But to his surprise, Song Jing fought against two opponents, one at the Refining Dirty Realm and the other at the Perfected Bone Forging Realm, and he was not at all at a disadvantage!

They even seemed to have gained the upper hand!

That extraordinary spear, that exquisite spear technique that far surpassed what he had shown in their previous sparring sessions, that steady as a mountain and swift as thunder in his movements—was this still the Song Jing he knew?

This speed of progress is simply inhuman!

On the field, Song Jing became more and more courageous as the battle progressed.

The Five Elements Dao Spear seemed to come alive in his hands. He mastered the Wildfire Spear Technique, the Wind and Thunder Leg Intent, the Nine Shadow Steps, and even his initial understanding of the principles of water and fire harmony and the mutual generation and restraint of the five elements. He could use them with ease.

The gunshots flashed repeatedly, sometimes as fierce as fire, sometimes as cold as ice, sometimes as heavy as a mountain, sometimes as sharp as gold, changing in countless ways, firmly suppressing Chang Yuan and Hong Lie.

Hong Lie's injuries were serious, and he was barely holding on, already in grave danger.

Although Chang Yuan possessed abundant true qi, his combat skills and control over his power were clearly inferior to Song Jing's. Furthermore, he was restrained by the strange attributes of the Five Elements Evolution Spear.

Twenty moves later, Hong Lie was once again struck by Song Jing's spear shadow imbued with the penetrating power of "heavy water." His protective true energy completely dissipated, countless ribs were broken, and he collapsed to the ground, losing his ability to fight.

After fifty moves, Chang Yuan was also struggling to keep up. He had several deep wounds on his body that exposed bone, and he was covered in blood. He was weak and his eyes were filled with fear.

He finally understood that Zhou Ming hadn't sent them to bully the weak, but rather that they had kicked a hornet's nest!

No, it kicked a steel plate!

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! Senior Brother Song, spare me! Spare me!" Chang Yuan finally broke down, collapsing to his knees with a thud, tears streaming down his face, kowtowing repeatedly. "It was Zhou Ming! Zhou Ming sent us! He gave us pills and told us to ambush you here after we broke through! It had nothing to do with us! Please spare my life! I'll do anything for you—"

Seeing the arrogant and domineering Refining Realm expert kneeling and begging for mercy like a dead dog, Nie Daoyi felt his brain was a bit overwhelmed.

This reversal came too fast and was too shocking.

Song Jing stood holding his gun, blood dripping from the tip, coldly looking at Chang Yuan who was kowtowing incessantly, and slowly said, "As long as you don't move, I won't kill you."

Upon hearing this, Chang Yuan felt as if he had been granted a pardon. Overjoyed, he kowtowed repeatedly, saying, "I won't move! I absolutely won't move! Thank you, Senior Brother Song, for sparing my life! Thank you—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

"laugh!"

The Five Elements Dao Spear, like a venomous dragon emerging from its cave, pierced out without warning, swift as lightning, and with unparalleled precision, piercing Chang Yuan's throat!

The ecstasy on Chang Yuan's face froze instantly, turning into endless terror, bewilderment, and disbelief. He futilely clutched his bleeding neck, making a "hoarse" sound in his throat, staring intently at Song Jing.

Song Jing slowly withdrew his spear, wiped the blood off Chang Yuan's clothes, and said in a chillingly calm tone: "I was just teasing you. Whether you move or not, you'll die."

"Thump." Chang Yuan's body fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Upon seeing this, the severely injured Hong Lie was terrified and fainted, likely not surviving either.

Song Jing didn't even glance at Hong Lie, put his gun back in his bag, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

He turned around and looked at Nie Daoyi, who was frozen in place with an extremely complex expression.

"Senior Nie, I'm sorry to have startled you. Those two clowns have been dealt with. Let's continue on our way." Song Jing's tone returned to calm, as if he wasn't the one who had just swiftly killed the Refining Realm expert.

Nie Daoyi opened his mouth, but found himself speechless. He looked at Song Jing's calm face, then at Chang Yuan's still-warm body on the ground, his heart churning with turmoil.

Shock, horror, lingering fear, relief, relief, and admiration—a mix of emotions.

He finally understood that the young man before him had far surpassed his imagination and embarked on a martial arts path that he could never reach.

His talent, temperament, strength, and decisiveness are all top-notch.

"Good—good lad—" Nie Daoyi finally found his voice after a long while, exhaled a long breath, and showed a sincere smile, even with a hint of awe, on his face. "With you here, perhaps a little light can really shine into this world."

Right now, you're like a glimmer of light that has just pierced through thick clouds. Although it can only illuminate a small area around you, this old man believes that one day, your light will illuminate many more people, and even light up this entire sky!

He patted Song Jing on the shoulder, said no more, his eyes filled with endless expectations and trust for the younger generation.

The two quickly cleaned up the scene, removed any obvious traces, and continued on their way.

Unfortunately, nothing of value was found on the two of them. They were indeed penniless, with only ten Crimson Blood Pills found. It is estimated that they had already used up the rest of the precious pills to temporarily break through their cultivation levels.

After this battle, Nie Daoyi's last worry vanished.

With Song Jing by my side, the journey home was no longer shrouded in gloom.

Song Jing, on the other hand, gazed in the direction of Tianshui City, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

The Zhou family's influence has extended this far; this debt will be settled sooner or later.

But right now, the safety of our homeland and the rampant Blood Lotus Cult are more important.

The Five Elements Dao Spear hummed softly in its sheath, as if yearning for the next battle.

Not long after Song Jing and Nie Daoyi left the outer gate of Pingtianmen, a slightly hurried figure passed through the bamboo forest on the outskirts of Bibo Peak and arrived at the outside of Tingtao Courtyard.

The newcomer was a young man dressed in the robes of an inner disciple of the Water Vein Sect. His expression was solemn. Upon seeing Chen Mo, who was sitting quietly in the courtyard polishing a divine spear, he immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Senior Brother Chen!"

Chen Mo paused slightly as he wiped his weapon, then looked up, revealing a pale face that rarely saw sunlight, his eyes calm and unwavering: "What is it?"

"Senior Brother Chen, there's an urgent message just coming from the Tianshui City branch." The disciple spoke quickly, clearly indicating the urgency of the message: "The Blood Lotus Sect's disturbances around Boyang City are escalating. Their followers are fearless and it seems they are being secretly guided by experts at the Refining Realm, constantly attacking surrounding villages and towns, and taking refugees hostage. The scale is growing larger and larger."

The several Refining Realm elders sent by the Commandant's Office and its branches to suppress the enemy seemed to be entangled by the enemy's experts and were unable to spare any attention for the time being.

The Blood Lotus Cult is now spreading towards Tianshui City, and its branches are short-handed. The Commandant is also under great pressure and is said to have personally taken action, getting entangled with the enemy's experts, so he is temporarily unable to attend to everything.

The branch sent a request for assistance, hoping that the inner sect could send some additional personnel as a precaution.

Chen Mo listened quietly, his movements as he wiped the water-split thorns slowed down, but a subtle ripple flickered in the depths of his eyes.

He put down his weapon and asked, "Junior Brother Song Jing, have you already set off back to Tianshui City?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Song left the mountain this morning with a guest elder named Nie Daoyi. Judging by their pace, they should have already passed the territory of Yunxiu Prefecture and entered the area of ​​Tianshui City." The disciple replied respectfully.

Chen Mo remained silent for a moment.

The situation in Tianshui City took a sharp turn for the worse, with even experts at the Refining Realm being entangled. This showed that the Blood Lotus Sect's ambitions this time were far from being ordinary banditry.

Song Jing's return at this moment coincided with the height of the storm.

With his current strength at the Bone Forging Realm, coupled with the newly acquired near-rare divine spear, he might be able to protect himself, but if he were to get involved in a battle at the Refining Realm or even higher levels, it would still be extremely dangerous.

More importantly, Chen Mo knew that Song Jing was from Tianshui City, where there were people and things he cared about.

"I understand." Chen Mo finally responded with a curt reply, waving his hand. "You may leave. I will handle this matter."

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The disciple dared not ask any further questions and bowed as he withdrew.

Chen Mo was the only one left in the courtyard.

He gazed in the direction of Tianshui City in the northwest, his fingers lightly tapping the stone table.

A moment later, he got up, went into the quiet room, took out a specially made communication jade talisman engraved with water ripple patterns, and infused it with a divine thought.

"Things have changed in Tianshui; the Blood Lotus is gaining momentum, and Lian Zang is entangled. Song Jing has returned and may be drawn into the vortex. Keep a close watch on him and do not let him venture too deep into danger alone."

The divine thought was transmitted, and the jade talisman's light flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Chen Mo put away the jade talisman, sat back down in the courtyard, and continued to slowly and attentively wipe his weapons, as if nothing had happened.

However, the aura emanating from him seemed a few degrees colder than usual.

Meanwhile, on the official road.

Song Jing and Nie Daoyi had just finished dealing with the bodies of Chang Wei and Hong Kun and were washing the blood off their hands by a stream, taking a short break.

Nie Daoyi was still immersed in the shock of the battle just now. Looking at Song Jing's calm profile, he couldn't help but sigh again: "Young Song, this old man is truly impressed. A Refining Realm cultivator, killed just like that—your strength is probably not inferior even among the inner disciples."

Song Jing smiled, and was about to say something when suddenly, he felt a slight warmth in his arms.

He received a message from Chen Mo, and knew that the situation there had become even more serious!

"Young Song, what's wrong?" Nie Daoyi noticed that something was wrong with his expression and immediately asked.

Song Jing abruptly stood up, his eyes sharp as knives, all his previous calm gone: "Senior Nie, something has happened in Tianshui City! A heretical cultivator at the Refining Realm of the Blood Lotus Sect is causing trouble, and Commandant Chen is entangled. The situation is critical and may affect the city! I must rush back immediately!"

Upon hearing this, Nie Daoyi's expression changed: "A heretical cultivator at the Refining Realm? Even Commander Chen is entangled? This—" He knew all too well—

Chen Yanzhou's strength is that of a master in the Refining Realm; the fact that he could hold him off means the opponent is no ordinary person. Tianshui City is probably truly in danger.

"I'll go with you!" Nie Daoyi said without hesitation, grabbing his spear.

"No!" Song Jing refused decisively, his words rapid yet clear. "Senior, this journey is perilous. A battle between cultivators at the Refining Realm is not something that cultivators at the Bone Forging Realm can easily intervene in. I am faster, so I can go ahead."

You can proceed at your original speed. Once you arrive in Tianshui, go directly to the Commandant's Mansion or the Nie family's residence and inform them that I have already returned to the city. Tell them to strengthen their defenses, especially to be wary of the Blood Lotus Cult's spies within the city!

Without waiting for Nie Daoyi's response, Song Jing's figure blurred, unleashing the full power of his perfected Nine Shadow Steps. He seemed to transform into a blurry blue shadow, instantly disappearing at the end of the official road, leaving only a single sentence echoing in the air: "Take care, senior. See you in Tianshui City!"

Nie Daoyi only felt a blur before his eyes before Song Jing had vanished without a trace. His speed was so fast that even he, a late-stage Bone Forging cultivator, could not keep up.

He stared in the direction Song Jing had disappeared, then stamped his foot angrily: "That kid—oh well, he's right, my old arms and legs can't catch up. Hopefully he'll make it in time!"

He didn't dare to delay and immediately sped off at full speed towards Tianshui City.

But his worries deepened. The Blood Lotus Sect actually had a heretical cultivator at the Refining Realm. Although Song Jing was strong, he was only at the Bone Forging Realm after all. Facing a true Refining Realm expert...

Song Jing pushed his speed to the limit.

His perfect Nine Shadow Steps, combined with the powerful true energy from the "Mysterious Origin Heavy Water True Skill" and his exquisite control over his body, left behind almost invisible afterimages on the official road, faster than a galloping horse.

He was anxious. Uncle Chen's message filled him with worry about the safety of Tianshui City, especially the safety of his mother and younger sister.

Although he made some arrangements before leaving, leaving behind some money and self-defense items, and entrusting them to reliable neighbors, those arrangements were probably far from enough in the face of an organized cult attack.

"Big brother, and all the other brothers, you must wait for me!" Song Jing's eyes were firm as he pushed his true energy to its limit and sped towards Tianshui City.

The Five Elements Dao Spear, holstered on his back, emitted a deep, excited hum as he ran at high speed. The five-colored light on the spearhead trailed faint colored trails in the air as he moved at high speed.

Home is just ahead.

A crisis lies ahead.

But at this moment, he is no longer the boy who once looked up to the Dirty Refinement Realm.

With a sharpshooter in hand, he is fearless.

Whether it's a Blood Lotus demon or a corrupt cultivator, anyone who dares to harm his family will be killed!