Chapter 151: Lu Ye Is Here

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They set off again before dawn.

They traveled furtively, Lu Ye unsure of Lan Yudie's exact methods, but she seemed to possess an ability to sense their surroundings. Under her guidance, they managed to avoid many potential dangers.

Lu Ye often sensed the spiritual energy fluctuations of cultivators fighting nearby, and these fluctuations were clearly very powerful.

Lu Ye understood that the cultivators from the inner circle had arrived and were clashing with each other.

A day later, guided by Lan Yudie, Lu Ye entered a valley.

Sitting in front of Lu Ye, Lan Yudie fiddled with her battle mark. Soon, a dozen or so people swiftly approached from one direction. They looked like they had been through many battles, with many of them bearing wounds.

“They’re with us, don’t worry,” Lan Yudie quickly said, noticing Lu Ye’s tension.

The group rushed toward them. Before they arrived, Lan Yudie raised the back of her hand and called out, “Are you senior brothers from the Beidou Sect?”

The burly, bearded man leading them also showed his mark to Lan Yudie, responding, “That’s right!”

Soon, the dozen or so people, led by the bearded man, reached them. Lu Ye observed the group: two were at the seventh level, three at the sixth, and the rest were at the fourth or fifth level.

Their overall strength was quite good.

Lan Yudie dismounted from Hubo, looked up at Lu Ye, and said with an apologetic expression, “I can only accompany you this far. You’ll have to travel the rest of the way alone, but others will come to find you.”

A day earlier, she had told Lu Ye to leave her and go alone, but he refused. Left with no choice, she contacted nearby allied sects, which led to the current situation.

Lu Ye was unwilling to leave her to escape alone, fearing she might encounter misfortune. Since the previous major battle, Lan Yudie had become somewhat weakened, and if she were to face a strong enemy alone, she definitely wouldn't be able to resist.

Hearing her words, Lu Ye understood her plan and nodded, “I understand.”

“You’re that Lu Ye?” The bearded man looked at Lu Ye on Hubo’s back.

Lu Ye nodded, meeting the dozen or so gazes opposite him.

The bearded man grinned and said, “Our cultivation isn’t high, so we can’t be of much significant help, but we won’t let those from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge bully you. We’ll hold off the pursuing soldiers for you. Go, live, the banner of the Bloodfiend Sect must not fall!”

Lu Ye looked at the group with a complex expression. He had never met them before, nor had he ever interacted with them. Yet, at this very moment, they had all come for him.

They were like this, as were the people from Zixia Mountain, and those fighting cultivators from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge in places he didn't even know.

Thoughts churned in Lu Ye’s mind.

He suddenly realized that although he was just a small cultivator at the fifth level and had always cultivated alone, he was not truly alone. Behind him stood his sect, the Bloodfiend Sect, and the colossal Vast Heaven Alliance!

Regardless of the grievances of the previous generation, and regardless of why they had placed the vortex of conflict upon him, many people had died because of it.

“Lu Ye of the Bloodfiend Sect” was now not just his name; it was a symbol!

This symbol was enough for a group of people like the bearded man to entrust their lives to him after just a few simple words.

Live, he must live!

Never before had his will to survive been so strong.

Lu Ye, sitting on Hubo’s back, clasped his fists solemnly toward the group below and said, “If I survive this, I will surely return to share drinks with you all!”

The others returned the gesture, and the bearded man grinned, “Then we’ll wait for you!”

Lu Ye changed direction, and Hubo galloped away, leaving a cloud of dust behind.

Soon, sounds of fighting erupted behind them.

Climbing a nearby mountain peak, Lu Ye looked back. He saw the dozen or so Beidou Sect members being besieged by numerous pursuing cultivators from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge. Many more cultivators, hearing the commotion, were converging from all directions. In a short while, a chaotic battle involving over fifty or sixty people had formed, and the number was still growing.

However, there were clearly more cultivators from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, encircling the Vast Heaven Alliance members in the center, their arcane arts constantly unleashing their power.

Some were struck down, dragging their severely wounded bodies to pounce on enemies, felling a Ten Thousand Demon Ridge cultivator before dying.

Some roared and charged into the enemy crowd, exploding with an unknown technique, disorienting their foes.

He saw the bearded man take several blade wounds, blood spurting, yet he didn’t retreat a single step.

He saw Lan Yudie once again dancing gracefully among the enemies, her twin blades transforming into a flurry of light.

Hubo paced restlessly.

Lu Ye suppressed the urge to charge in, took a deep breath, and roared skyward, “Lu Ye of the Bloodfiend Sect is here!”

“Lu Ye is here!”

“Here!”

The earth-shattering roar echoed ceaselessly throughout the valley.

Accompanied by Hubo’s roar.

Many cultivators from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, who were rushing towards the battlefield, turned their heads and looked this way, seeing the figure of the young man riding the snow-white great tiger on the mountaintop.

As the sun set, the young man’s figure was particularly striking.

“Lu Ye is over there!” someone shouted.

“Quick, go kill him!”

Some Ten Thousand Demon Ridge cultivators withdrew from the battle and rushed towards Lu Ye. Many more who hadn’t yet joined the fight also hurried in this direction.

Even nearby Ten Thousand Demon Ridge cultivators, hearing the sound, changed direction.

Below in the valley, the pressure on Lan Yudie and the others immediately lessened. She retreated to her own camp, her body covered in thick blood, and looking in Lu Ye’s direction, she gritted her teeth and cursed, “Idiot!”

The bearded man laughed heartily, “Suddenly, I feel like even if I die here, it would be a worthy death!”

By the time the many Ten Thousand Demon Ridge cultivators scaled the mountain, Lu Ye was long gone.

He wasn’t stupid; why would he wait there to die? His shout was mainly to relieve pressure on Lan Yudie and her group, as otherwise, under such an encirclement, their chances of survival would be slim.

He didn’t know how much effect his actions had. Riding on Hubo’s back, he looked back and saw figures constantly rising and falling in the sky – cultivators who had reached the seventh level of cultivation, possessing the ability to glide for short periods.

He felt greatly relieved. With so many seventh-level cultivators rushing over, Lan Yudie and her group were likely out of significant danger.

It was somewhat unrealistic for the pursuers behind him to catch up to Lu Ye just by gliding. Compared to when Dong Shuye chased him the second time, Hubo’s speed had increased even further; the bloodline tempering from the scales had greatly helped it.

Therefore, Lu Ye wasn’t worried about being caught by these people. What he feared were the powerful cultivators from the core circle, as those individuals could fly using artifacts.

However, his fears soon materialized. Not long after he started running, Lu Ye felt a sharp presence rapidly approaching him from behind.

He quickly looked back and indeed saw a streak of light flying swiftly from behind. Judging by that person’s speed, they were likely a ninth-level cultivator!

“Run, Hubo!” Lu Ye urged quickly.

Hubo exerted all its strength, but still couldn’t shake off the pursuer. The distance between them continuously closed, and at the same time, a somewhat familiar voice rang out, “Brat, you’re dead!”

Han Zheyue? Lu Ye immediately recognized the voice – it was Han Zheyue of the Tailuo Sect.

It wasn't surprising upon reflection. Xie Jin had previously sent him a message, indicating that the news had reached Qingyu Mountain. If Qingyu Mountain could get the news, Tailuo Sect naturally could too.

During the Dragon Spring Assembly, Tailuo Sect suffered heavy casualties because of Lu Ye. In the Central Peak Hall, Han Zheyue had already made no secret of her hostility and murderous intent towards Lu Ye.

After the Dragon Spring tempering, Tang Wu of Qingyu Mountain, to prevent Han Zheyue from killing Lu Ye, had even personally escorted Lu Ye to Yi'an City.

In this way, even if Han Zheyue wanted to kill him, she wouldn't know where to find him. As a ninth-level cultivator, she wouldn't constantly keep an eye on Lu Ye, so the matter would most likely fade away.

However, once various pieces of information about Lu Ye began to spread uncontrollably, Han Zheyue immediately realized her opportunity had arrived!

Having failed at the Dragon Spring Assembly, she was heavily criticized by the elders within her sect, deepening her hatred for Lu Ye. Upon learning that this person was actually a disciple of the Bloodfiend Sect, she immediately set out from Tailuo Sect’s base. Just as she was arriving nearby, she heard Lu Ye’s shout: “Lu Ye of the Bloodfiend Sect is here!”

It was as if someone brought a pillow just as she felt sleepy; she immediately pursued him to kill him.

In mid-air, looking at the fleeing figure below, a smile played on Han Zheyue’s lips. She raised her slender hand, pinching a feather-like object between two fingers. Judging by the spiritual light on the feather, this object was clearly a spirit artifact!

Just as she was about to launch the spirit artifact, a sudden boom echoed from a nearby mountaintop below. Immediately, a figure shot skyward like an arrow from a bow, colliding with her flying spirit artifact.

Han Zheyue’s expression changed. She quickly dodged but was still thrown off balance by the powerful impact.

A figure enveloped in steaming heat appeared diagonally above her. That person threw a punch, “Get down!”

The powerful assault pressed down. Han Zheyue, caught off guard, couldn’t evade it. She hastily activated a spiritual energy barrier to block the strike, but her body was sent diagonally plummeting by the punch.

With a crash, she slammed onto the ground, then scrambled up, covered in dirt, screaming frantically, “Tang Wu, I’ll never rest until one of us is dead!”

“As if we ever had any friendship!” Tang Wu sneered, raising his fist and charging at Han Zheyue, “Less talk, take this punch first!”

One was a body cultivator, the other a spell cultivator, both at the ninth level of cultivation, and they were old rivals. They immediately engaged in a fierce battle.

However, Tang Wu’s strength was inherently a notch above Han Zheyue’s, and with the advantage of striking first, Han Zheyue was quickly overwhelmed. Disheveled and battered, she cried out, “Qingyu Mountain and the Bloodfiend Sect have no previous ties, what madness possesses you?!”

Tang Wu scoffed, “I’m not here for the Bloodfiend Sect!”

Han Zheyue immediately understood. This brute wasn’t here for the Bloodfiend Sect; he was here for her!

In this power struggle between the two major factions, some were involved due to old ties with the Bloodfiend Sect from the previous generation, some for personal grudges, and others simply to temper themselves, actively throwing themselves into this tumultuous tide.