Desperate beasts fighting (updated twice, continued recommendation sought)

  Two figures of monks, one in front and one behind, sped swiftly across the dark wilderness at dusk.

  The grassland is dimly lit and has a small range of vision, but the cultivator can use his divine sense to explore the environment within a certain range around him. Sprinting at high speed in the dead of night is not an obstacle.

  Zheng Zhicheng ran in a fluster, occasionally turning his head to look at Ye Chen's position.

  "For Pete's sake, this is so annoying!"

  Zheng Zhicheng couldn't shake off Ye Chen after all, and he cursed loudly in his heart.

  His spiritual sense search range was half smaller than Ye Chen's, and he had to turn his head to see where Ye Chen was. As soon as he saw Ye Chen's figure, he immediately shot a pale blue water arrow towards the back in a panic, trying to block Ye Chen's pursuit.

  Although the water arrow may not necessarily hit its target, it can still disrupt Ye Chen's pursuit.

  If by chance the water arrow hits Ye Chen, although its power is not enough to cause much harm, the Water Arrow spell has a slowing effect, which can immediately slow down Ye Chen's sprinting speed, greatly aiding in his capture.

  "This water arrow is too inaccurate!"

  Ye Chen coldly smiled and chased after him. As soon as he saw the water arrows shooting wildly from ahead, he immediately took out a fireball to counterattack, blasting Zheng Zhicheng into a charred and disheveled state, leaving him with no choice but to flee in defeat.

  Zheng Zicheng had exhausted his strength in the frantic sprint, and soon thought of something, his face changing color, "No! Ye Chen's speed was clearly almost twice as fast as mine, why didn't he closely follow behind me, not catching up, with the intention of close combat?"

  "How detestable! Is he trying to exhaust my magical powers first before killing me?"

  Zheng Zicheng was puzzled and quickly guessed.

  "With his intelligence, he must have thought that Ye Chen was playing some trick, and suddenly stopped, turned around and shouted loudly, 'Ye Chen, if you have the ability, come and kill me! Why are you always using fireballs, what kind of trick are you playing?!'"

  Ye Chen immediately stopped in his tracks, a good ten or more zhang away from Zheng Zicheng.

  Ye Chen's expression was strange as he glanced at Zheng Zicheng and slowly said

  "I've seen the demonic mice on this plain, before they die, they suddenly burst out and their strength soars, making it very easy to injure those who attack them and turn the tables. I learned an experience from them - a dying prey can't be approached too closely, it will fight back desperately for survival. You're now in your death throes, doing a desperate struggle. So I won't get within ten zhang of you, my fireballs can blast you to death from a farther distance."

  "Don't expect me to make mistakes!"

  "I won't give you any chance of turning things around, not even a tiny bit!"

  Ye Chen's voice was extremely cold.

  The cold is driving Zheng Zicheng almost crazy with despair.

  Death throes!

  A desperate fight!

  Not bad, this is the last struggle of a weak cultivator.

  "I'm only at the first level of Qi refinement, and my attacks can't reach more than ten zhang. You're already at the second level, and your spells have a range that exceeds ten zhang. You're sure to win, and you still want to take away my right to fight back? You're even more ruthless than me!"

  Zheng Zicheng smiled wryly.

  In that instant, he suddenly understood. Ye Chen had always been ten to twenty zhang away, and this move was so ruthless. How could it not make him despair and feel powerless?

  "You won't fight with me to the death, I'll fight with you to the death!"

  Zheng Zicheng let out a loud roar, stamped his foot and charged towards Ye Chenfeng with the spiritual sword in hand.

  "Stop dreaming!"

  Ye Chen sneered, raised his hand, and instantly summoned a fireball, swinging it forward to blast Zheng Zicheng head-on.

  Zheng Zicheng was shocked and dodged, but still couldn't escape. Boom! His chest took another hit from a fireball, sending him flying several meters away. He rolled on the ground for a while, covered in blood, but struggled to his feet again and fled wildly towards the sunset plain.

  Zheng Zicheng spat out blood, still laughing maniacally, "Ye Chen, you can't kill me! Your fireball can't break through my Xuan Tie Spirit Armor!"

  "One won't kill you, then ten will! Let's see how many you can withstand!"

  Ye Chen calmly overdid it, casting out a fireball that roared far away towards Zheng Zicheng.

  The fireball's accuracy wasn't great, often deviating and landing beside Zheng Zicheng, but that wasn't the problem. It was just a matter of consuming magical energy, and Ye Chen had plenty of it, slowly grinding down Zheng Zicheng. The low-grade Xuan Iron Spirit Armor also had its defensive limits, unable to withstand the fireball's relentless barrage.

  "As long as I don't die today, I'll be back for revenge! ... No, I won't come back to fight you. I'll find my master and have him take revenge, let the old man personally kill you. You're just a small Qi Refining stage 2 cultivator, how can you contend with a Qi Refining stage 8 cultivator?!"

  Zheng Zicheng roared, desperately sprinting forward while dodging the small fireballs that continuously came from behind. He had already regretted leaving Xian City to chase and kill Ye Chen, ending up in this predicament. His physical strength was rapidly depleting, and if he continued to pursue, he would likely exhaust himself to death.

  Zheng Zicheng was sprinting with all his might when he suddenly saw a dense forest in front of him, and he was overjoyed. He charged forward, heading deep into the woods.

  The forest is better than the grassland, with tall trees blocking and hiding from fireballs that come from afar.

  Rushing into the woods, Zheng Zicheng suddenly stumbled and stopped.

  He stared in horror at a distance of several zhangs in front, a demonic boar with a body full of brown-yellow sharp quills, its entire body icy cold.

  "A first-class superior demonic boar! Its strength is equivalent to that of a three-layer Qi Refining cultivator! Damn it, how did I run into a demonic boar!"

  Zheng Zicheng swallowed hard and continuously backed away.

  The two sharp tusks on the mouth of this fierce boar, rooting in the ground, making a "hmm" sound, searching for food in the grass thicket, suddenly raised its head and looked at Zheng Zicheng who had intruded into its foraging territory.

  Roar!

  It suddenly showed a furious look, and the sharp thorns on its back began to emit yellow light, getting brighter and brighter.

  This is an omen of launching an attack.

  Ye Chen chased to the edge of the forest and stopped, slightly surprised.

  "How did a forest appear here? Have we already left the Sunset Prairie and arrived at the edge of the Boar Woods?"

  "There are some dangers in the forest of hedgehogs, but if we don't chase him now, Zheng Zicheng will probably escape far away with the help of the forest. Once Zheng Zicheng escapes, he may not appear again, and it's almost impossible to catch him again. At that time, we'll have to face a more terrifying strong enemy - Guoshi Zhengyuan!"

  Ye Chen thought for a moment and gritted his teeth as he rushed into the forest.

  Zheng Zhicheng suddenly turned around and wanted to leave the Boar Forest, but when he looked back, he saw Ye Chenxiao appearing ten zhang away.

  "It's blocked!"

  Zheng Zicheng's whole body was icy cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. In front of him was a demonic boar, behind him was Ye Chen, and on both sides were towering giant trees.

  "Hmmph!"

  The fierce boar let out a low, angry roar, and a burst of yellow light shot out from the sharp quills on its back. A yellow earth arrow "whooshed" out from the quills and flew towards Zheng Zicheng.

  Hmph!

  This earth arrow pierced through Zheng Zicheng's back and penetrated the already damaged low-grade spiritual armor.

  Zheng Zicheng was just about to pounce on Ye Chen when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back, let out a muffled groan, and blood gushed out of his chest. His body went limp, and he knelt softly on the ground, dropping his sword with a clang. He fell into the pool of blood, twitching convulsively, his eyes gradually losing focus. "No! I've only just started my cultivation journey, how can I fall here?! I won't accept it!"

  "Wild Boar!"

  Ye Chen was startled and withdrew the fireball spell he was about to cast, silently retreating into the darkness.

  The fierce boar used its tusks to fiercely gore Zheng Zicheng's corpse, and upon discovering that the intruder Zheng Zicheng was dead, it let out a few satisfied grunts before turning around and disappearing into the forest.

  "Zheng Zhicheng is finally dead!"

  Ye Chen waited for a while and saw that there was no movement, so he quietly approached and fell to the ground in front of Zheng Zhi Cheng's body, feeling his breath, and found that Zheng Zhi Cheng had stopped breathing.

  "A low-grade Xuan Iron Spirit Sword, worth ten pieces of Spirit Stone."

  "A suit of Mystic Iron Spirit Armor, already severely damaged, if sold, it's estimated to only fetch around 10-20 spirit stones."

  "A small storage bag... Inside, there were actually seven hundred pieces of spirit stone! A bottle of Qi-replenishing pellets, several bottles of low-grade spiritual wine. A book of unlearned low-grade magic 'Wind Blade'."

  Ye Chen searched Zheng Zhicheng's body and found a small pouch, looking surprised and secretly feeling sorry for Zheng Zhicheng.

  Guozheng Zhengyuan actually gave so many goods and wealth to Zheng Zhicheng.

  The small pouch of storage is extremely valuable. Inside the pouch, there are so many spirit stones that if Zheng Zicheng were to stay in the Immortal City, it would be enough for a year and a half's worth of expenses, and he could cultivate up to the second or third layer of Qi Refining. But instead, he had to leave the city to chase and kill himself, which is already lamentable. Moreover, he was killed by the demonic boar in the Boar Forest, his death was truly unjust.

  Now, all these spirit stones belong to him.

  Ye Chen excitedly collected the treasures, putting everything into a small storage bag. Afterwards, a fireball incinerated Zheng Zicheng to ashes, also preventing him from becoming food for wild beasts.

  "I originally relied on the immortal mansion to cultivate spiritual herbs, selling a few stalks every night with bated breath, slowly accumulating spirit stones to avoid being discovered. Until now, there are less than 100 spirit stones in the immortal mansion."

  "Now, with over 700 spirit stones suddenly in hand, I can use them for a relatively long period of time. In the next few months, I won't even need to return to Xian City and can focus on cultivating in the Luoshen Plains and Haotun Forest."

  "These spirit stones can fully support me until I reach the third or fourth layer of Qi Refining!"

  Ye Chen was excited, but his excitement didn't last long. As soon as he thought of Zheng Zhicheng, the great master of Mount Guo, he felt a heavy pressure.

  Martial Nation's National Master! 8th layer Qi Refining stage cultivator! Disciple of the Golden Cauldron Sect, one of the Nine Great Immortal Sects!

  Zheng Zhi Cheng's several accomplices in Xian City, and the 7 or 8 cultivators at Yun Xin's small campsite all knew that they had clashed with Zheng Zhi Cheng. With so many people involved, it was extremely difficult to keep it a secret. As soon as Zheng Yuan investigated, he would eventually find out that he had killed his only personally taught disciple, which was a fatal mistake!

  "Cultivate, cultivate with all your might! Before Zheng Yuan finds you, you must have the power to protect yourself."

  Ye Chen gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

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  Tuesday's second update is complete!