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Chapter 141: Never Give Up

Fly! Keep flying, fly forward at all costs…
Although he couldn’t see the figure of the Black Fiend Old Ghost behind him, Su Che knew that once he saw him, it would mean he had been caught up— the flying speed of a Golden Core cultivator was simply terrifying.
“Fleeing like this isn’t a solution. There are still over twenty thousand miles between here and the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect. He’ll catch up soon…”
At this thought, Su Che had an idea. While the Black Fiend Old Ghost wasn’t yet in sight, he quickly removed the disguise and reverted to his true appearance. Then he put on the robes of the Tianxuan Sect, with his spiritual energy fluctuations returning to those of a foundation-building disciple of the sect.
“In the Black Fiend Old Ghost’s eyes, I’m a middle-aged disciple of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect. Now that I’ve returned to being a disciple of the Tianxuan Sect, I hope I can deceive his divine vision.”
In mid-air, Su Che put away the jade dish and replaced it with a top-grade spiritual weapon—a flying sword. He adjusted his direction and continued flying, though his speed had surely slowed down greatly.
Sure enough, just as he finished all this, a gray-black streak appeared on the horizon in the distance, moving at an astonishing speed.
That streak must have detected Su Che. It changed direction and flew toward him, catching up in the blink of an eye.
It was the Black Fiend Old Ghost, his entire body shrouded in black mist!
“A disciple of the Tianxuan Sect’s inner circle?”
The Black Fiend Old Ghost was puzzled. When he closed in to within dozens of feet, he immediately shouted, “Kid, stop right now!”
Su Che halted his flight and hovered in mid-air, greeting calmly, “Jiang Chen, a disciple of the Tianxuan Sect, salutes you, senior.”
The Black Fiend Old Ghost grunted in response and sized Su Che up from head to toe.
Su Che’s body tensed, his hair standing on end. He knew full well that the old ghost was using his divine vision to examine him.
“Kid, I’m asking you—did you see a foundation-building disciple of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect fly by here just now?” The Black Fiend Old Ghost, not finding any flaws for now, asked coldly.
“Yes, just now. He flew right in front of me at incredible speed, riding a disc-shaped magical weapon. He seemed to be heading toward the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect’s headquarters.”
Su Che’s words and expression appeared utterly honest, as he had brought his acting skills to the extreme. He knew well that these Golden Core cultivators weren’t easy to deceive.
“That kid managed to escape so quickly?”
The Black Fiend Old Ghost was puzzled but couldn’t afford to ask more. He could only say sternly, “You, land down and wait here for me. I’ll be back soon. Don’t leave, understand? Otherwise, when I catch up with you, I won’t spare you!”

“Yes, senior.” Su Che obediently replied.
The Black Fiend glared at him fiercely before turning into a streak of light and disappearing from Su Che’s sight in an instant.
“That speed is terrifying!” Su Che was both shocked and extremely relieved. If he hadn’t reacted quickly, he would have already been caught by the Black Fiend.
Moreover, Su Che knew that Golden Core cultivators weren’t so easy to deceive. The Black Fiend still doubted him, which was why he made him wait on the spot.
Earlier, he was able to deceive the Black Fiend temporarily because the Soul Prison Pagoda in his mind protected his soul, allowing his expressions and actions to remain flawless and preventing the Black Fiend’s perception skills from detecting his lies.
“Only a fool would wait here!”
Swish, swish, swish…
Su Che retracted his flying sword, set up the jade dish again, and fled rapidly in another direction. In mid-air, he transformed once more back into a middle-aged disciple of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect.
Su Che knew it was impossible to escape the pursuit of a Golden Core cultivator so easily. To find a chance to escape on the territory of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect, he needed to return to his identity as a sect disciple. The transformation earlier was merely to confuse the Black Fiend and buy himself more time.
Although it was extremely risky, it had succeeded after all.
Keep running!
Not long after Su Che fled, the Black Fiend rushed back to the location where he had spoken with Su Che earlier. Seeing that the disciple of the Tianxuan Sect, “Jiang Chen,” had long disappeared, the Black Fiend immediately realized he had been deceived by that kid.
“Good kid, quite skilled—actually managed to deceive me too!”
The Black Fiend laughed in anger. At the same time, he became curious about the “transformation” skills Su Che had demonstrated: “Changing one’s appearance isn’t surprising, but that kid could even alter the fluctuations of spiritual energy at will. Such skills are quite interesting…”
Although he couldn’t visually determine where Su Che had fled, the Black Fiend had another trick up his sleeve. He took out a precisely calibrated compass and examined it carefully…
Whoosh!
With the direction determined, he continued his pursuit, staying perfectly aligned with Su Che’s flight path.
That compass could detect subtle changes in the natural spiritual energy. Su Che’s rapid flight would inevitably cause slight abnormalities in the spiritual energy, and such fluctuations followed certain patterns. With these patterns to follow, the Black Fiend could easily determine Su Che’s direction of escape.

Turning the impossible into possible—that is the art of supernatural powers. Only those Golden Core cultivators who master such powers are truly terrifying.
Fly! Fly with all your might!
This time, thanks to Su Che gaining some time, he flew for over a quarter of an hour without being caught by the Black Fiend.
“A true man aspires to explore the world, yet he must not forget the girls back home. When I return in glory, I will marry you in a grand ceremony, honoring both heaven and earth, and my parents as well…”
At that moment, Su Che even started singing loudly, reciting the folk songs of his hometown, Cai Shi Town.
Even though he was fleeing for his life, so what?
One day it might be you chasing me, and the next, it could be me chasing you. At least right now, I’m still alive…
Though he was escaping, he did so with dignity. The closer he was to death, the more heroic and determined he became.
Fighting to escape from a Golden Core cultivator’s pursuit was also a battle!
With insufficient vital energy, taking a pill and, under the stimulation of two magical energies, its power transformed rapidly, restoring his vital energy…
And so, he flew for a while longer. As Su Che expected, the gray-black teleportation light from behind finally caught up!
This time, he really couldn’t escape.
“Haha, old fellow, it took you so long to catch up. I’ve been waiting for you for ages.”
Su Che acted wildly, waving his hand and releasing an elite water-type spiritual talisman behind him.
“IceFrozen for a thousand miles!!”
Whoosh…
A wave of icy air surged forth, creating a vast mist of ice in the sky. The moisture in the air froze into countless ice pillars, which hadn’t yet fallen to the ground.
This mist and ice pillars blocked the Black Fiend’s path. If he didn’t want to charge through, he had to slow down slightly and go around them.
An elite spiritual talisman was equivalent to a Foundation Establishment cultivator’s full-power strike, just as an elite talisman was equivalent to a Golden Core cultivator’s full-power strike. Unless necessary, the Black Fiend didn’t want to take such a hit head-on.
“Clinging to life in vain—useless.”
The Black Fiend sneered inwardly, slowed down slightly, and went around the mist of ice.
This detour gave Su Che some more distance. Of course, for the Black Fiend, that little distance made no difference; it would still only take a blink of an eye to catch up. But for Su Che, even in his dying moments, he had to fight. Every moment of delay counted. Just as that Asura had said before—even if dying, he’d still bite you a few times!
As the Black Fiend closed in, Su Che threw another elite fire-type spiritual talisman behind him.

Phew!
The flames filling the sky forced the Black Fiend to slow down again and bypass it from the side.
“When I return home in glory one day, I’ll hold a grand ceremony with you, swear an oath before heaven and earth, and pay respects to my parents…”
Su Che smiled, his mind filled with his wife’s lovely face and her noticeably rounded belly… Though she couldn’t compare to the beauties of the cultivation world, in his eyes, she would always be the most beautiful…
There were also his biological parents, siblings, and many ordinary people…
Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap…
Countless memories flashed before his eyes—those moments of happiness that once belonged to him…
“Is this the end of my journey?”
Swish!
Another top-tier spirit talisman was thrown behind him.
“No! There’s still a path ahead! At least for now, I’m still alive.”
…
Out of the five top-tier spirit talismans bestowed upon Su Che by the Venerable Mysterious One, three offensive talismans had already been activated. The remaining two defensive talismans surely couldn’t be used to stop the Black Fiend.
“You brat, you have plenty of talismans! More? Go on!”
The Black Fiend was furious with Su Che and, in that moment, felt the urge to tease him, wanting to torment him thoroughly to vent his anger.
Su Che laughed heartily, “Old thing, you’re right. I have plenty of money and talismans! I’ll just keep throwing them at you until you die!”
With that, he took out another offensive top-tier spirit talisman and activated it once more.
The Black Fiend also laughed and dodged by taking a large arc: “Come on, let’s see how many more you have… Brat, I really don’t want to catch you until you’ve used up all your top-tier talismans!”
“Don’t worry, I’ve got plenty! If you want to play, I’ll keep playing with you slowly.”
Before he finished speaking, Su Che threw another fire-type spirit talisman…
Where did Su Che get so many top-tier spirit talismans?
Don’t forget—in the Jinghun Ridge Market, Su Che had obtained dozens of Qi Bag, all left behind by cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage.
Lao He had already emptied the contents of those dozens of Qi Bags in the Immortal Prison, piling them into a small mountain, from which he selected over fifty top-tier offensive spirit talismans.
To think, if he could survive this ordeal, he’d truly strike it rich—a huge fortune!
The cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage who set up stalls or shopped in the Jinghun Ridge Market were mostly from various sects, all quite wealthy, truly belonging to the affluent class. Just take top-tier spirit talismans—each of them carried three or five with them.

To resist the army of ghosts, they used up all their defensive spirit talismans before dying, leaving only so many offensive spirit talismans. At this moment, Su Che had only one belief: to hold on, to persevere—hope for survival lay ahead! He just needed to fly a little further, just a little longer…
“A true man aspires to explore the world, yet he must not forget the girls back home. When I return in glory, I will surely…”
The man’s song echoed across the wilderness.