I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them? - Chapter 412

Chapter 412: Chapter 232 An Encounter with Wen Yong, Earth Spirit Jade Marrow_2
 

Wen Yong frowned in confusion as he pulled out a portrait.

This was something he had snatched after another Loose Cultivator almost mistook him for the person being pursued during his escape.

Fortunately, he had reacted swiftly, striking first and killing him, thereby acquiring this very portrait.

“Brother, you’re more impressive than me,” Wen Yong spoke to the portrait. “I’m only being hunted by the Dai Family, but you’re being chased by both the Divine Sect and Su Family; I hope you can escape.”

Looking at the youth in the portrait, Wen Yong felt a kinship with another soul cast adrift in the world.

Staring into the gloomy tunnel, Wen Yong’s gaze hardened, “Dai Family, I, Wen Yong, will surely return to seek revenge.”

His expression somber, the tunnel stretched on for thousands of miles, harboring dangers within.

And with injuries weakening him to about fifty or sixty percent of his strength, his odds of making it through depended entirely on luck.

“Cough cough!”

Wen Yong coughed a few times, his voice echoing through the tunnel.

He stood up, leaning on a saber, and crushed the portrait without a second thought. He faced the depths of the tunnel, his gaze determined and his expression stern.

“I, Wen Yong, will not die here.”

Having safely found this secret passage, his chances of survival had risen to eighty percent.

This passage had been discovered by chance, left behind from the remains of a demised Martial Artist.

This escape was his only hope through the tunnel.

Otherwise, the odds of avoiding the pursuit of Divine Refinement Celestials were virtually nonexistent.

Warily, Wen Yong took each step forward.

“You said this tunnel was very secretive, didn’t you?”

Xu Yan asked quietly as he watched Wen Yong’s figure ahead.

Yu Xiaolong was also perplexed, “That doesn’t make sense. I found this tunnel by chance; how could he know about it?

“And look at him, he appears to be fleeing.

“Another Loose Cultivator who has offended a Spirit Sect or a great family?”

Xu Yan silently followed Wen Yong, assessing that the man posed no danger and possessed only moderate strength—merely in the mid-stage of Little Celestial.

“Both fleeing,” Xu Yan contemplated inwardly. “But my troubles are far greater; Divine Refinement Celestials themselves are after me.”

Since he had encountered a fellow fugitive, and seeing that the man was injured and weaker than himself, having company in the long, dark tunnel seemed like a good idea.

Thus, he stepped forward and slapped Wen Yong’s shoulder with a snap.

Wen Yong nearly jumped out of his skin, shocked by the sudden hand on his shoulder—he’d detected nothing. Could it be a Divine Refinement Celestial from the Dai Family?

“Dai Family, I’ll fight you with everything I’ve got!”

Wen Yong bellowed with rage, energy surging as he unleashed his full power swinging his blade in a counterattack.

Boom!

His strike was effortlessly blocked, and a voice asked, “Brother, are you fleeing from danger?”

Wen Yong was taken aback. Under the faint light of the tunnel, he turned and saw a youth behind him whose face seemed vaguely familiar.

“Cough cough…”

In that moment, Wen Yong coughed, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. His sudden outburst had further aggravated his wounds.

“Who are you?”

Regaining his composure, Wen Yong looked mortified. The other man’s silent approach and pat on the shoulder was a clear sign: he was more powerful than Wen Yong and meant no harm.

“The person being pursued by Spirit Sects and great families.”

Xu Yan revealed with a smile.

“You?”

Wen Yong suddenly recognized him. Wasn’t this the youth from the portrait?

“You know me?”

Xu Yan raised an eyebrow.

“Portrait!”

Wen Yong murmured softly.

Wiping the blood from his mouth, his face turned even paler.

“Brother, your injuries aren’t light.”

Xu Yan pondered whether to give him a Healing Pill.

However, they were strangers, and the pills were precious. Although Wen Yong was seriously hurt, his life wasn’t in danger.

Thus, he dismissed the idea of giving away a Healing Pill.

The two continued side by side in the tunnel. Even though both were being hunted, they kept their guard up around each other.

“Brother Wen, why are you being pursued?”

Xu Yan asked curiously.

Once Wen Yong started on this topic, his face became full of grievance, as if finding someone to pour his heart out to, “You know about the Dai Family’s prodigy, right? She’s dead!

“Everyone thinks it was me who killed her, but I didn’t.

“I was just angry and spouted some reckless words, and then she was actually murdered. Now everyone thinks I did it.

“Even my friends don’t believe me!”

Xu Yan patted his shoulder in comfort, “It’s no wonder you’re being hunted for killing a family prodigy, Brother Wen. You’re lucky to have made it this far.”

“It’s not just any prodigy, it’s Dai Yingying of the Dai Family, the fiancée of Zheng Country’s Second Prince. Everyone thinks I killed her, but I really didn’t.”

Wen Yong was overcome with injustice, gripping Xu Yan’s arm, “You have to believe me, I didn’t kill Dai Yingying!”

Xu Yan was bewildered.

Dai Yingying?

That wasn’t his doing, how did it become Wen Yong’s fault?

Then he remembered; this unfortunate fellow had once made a fierce vow to risk his life for the lowly loose cultivators and claimed he would kill Dai Yingying.

It was precisely because of that, he ended up taking the blame!

Patting Wen Yong solemnly on the shoulder, he said sincerely, “Brother Wen, I believe you, you definitely didn’t kill Dai Yingying. Even if everyone else in the world doesn’t believe you, I do!”

Wen Yong’s eyes nearly brimmed over with tears, moved that someone finally believed in him!

“Thank you, thank you, Brother Xu, you’re the only one who believes in me!”

Ah, a true confidant!

In that moment, Wen Yong felt as though he had found a friend willing to die for him.

“Of course, just looking at you, Brother Wen, I can tell you’re an honest man, who certainly wouldn’t lie!”

Xu Yan said gravely.

He felt somewhat guilty for Dai Yingying’s death falling onto Wen Yong’s shoulders since it had actually been his doing.

Thus, Xu Yan took out a small bottle and decided to give Wen Yong some healing pills!

“Brother Xu, you are my first and foremost friend in this life!”

Wen Yong said earnestly.

Xu Yan patted his shoulder and said with a sigh, “Brother Wen is truly a man of genuine emotions. Seeing you so grievously injured, here are some healing pills that can help you recover quickly.”

He poured two healing pills into his palm.

“Many thanks, Brother Xu!”

Wen Yong picked up a pill and immediately placed it in his mouth.

The pill melted upon entering his mouth, sending a warm flow around his body.

His injuries started to slowly heal.

“This… this!”

Wen Yong’s eyes widened in shock and he exclaimed, “What kind of healing medicine is this? It’s miraculous!”

“Just some ordinary pills, Brother Wen,” you’d better take a few for emergencies.”

Xu Yan placed several healing pills into a jade bottle and handed it over to Wen Yong.

“I couldn’t possibly accept this, it’s too precious!”

Wen Yong shook his head.

Such an effective healing medicine surely must be very valuable.

As a loose cultivator, Xu Yan would have had considerable difficulty obtaining these miraculous healing pills!

“Brother Wen, don’t be polite, just keep them!”

Xu Yan insisted, pushing the pills into Wen Yong’s hand.

“This…”

Wen Yong bit the bullet and thought, “Brother Xu has been so generous, offering me precious healing spiritual medicines and trusting me so deeply, such a great friend, how can I be stingy?”

Thinking this, Wen Yong said gravely, “I have nothing with which to repay Brother Xu’s kindness. At the end of this tunnel, there is a secret place containing Spirit Jade. I’ll gift it to Brother Xu!”

“Spirit Jade?”

Yu Xiaolong was excited and poked his head out from Xu Yan’s sleeve.

“What’s this?”

Wen Yong was surprised at the sight of a level four spirit beast.

Xu Yan patted the head of Yu Xiaolong and said, “A little snake I’ve tamed, it’s a pet, so Brother Wen need not worry.”

Wen Yong breathed a sigh of relief.

“How do you know there is Spirit Jade at the end of the tunnel? I didn’t even know that!” Yu Xiaolong asked curiously.

“It was recorded by a fallen Martial Artist I found.”

Wen Yong didn’t conceal the truth.

“Spirit Jade, that’s too precious!”

Xu Yan shook his head.

“No matter how precious, it’s nothing compared to my friendship with Brother Xu. This treasure, I hereby give it to Brother Xu!”

Wen Yong spoke solemnly.

“This… thank you, Brother Wen!”

Xu Yan bowed his thanks.

“Brother Xu, no need for formality. The Dai Family’s Divine Refinement Celestial is after me. I’m not sure if I can even escape Yuzhou, let alone avoid pursuit afterward.

“Using such a treasure would simply be a waste!”

Wen Yong sighed with regret.

Xu Yan suddenly understood; the Divine Refinement Celestial he had encountered was not after him but was the Dai Family’s ancestor, chasing after Wen Yong.

He felt somewhat awkward since he had killed Dai Yingying, and now Wen Yong was blamed for it.

For a time, he didn’t have the heart to tell Wen Yong the truth.

Moreover, even if he told Wen Yong the truth, he still couldn’t escape being pursued. Wen Yong’s predicament couldn’t be changed; even if the Dai Family knew the truth, with the family’s tyrannical nature, they would not allow Wen Yong to live.

“Brother Wen, I have a technique for concealing and hiding one’s presence that might be of help to you.”

Since Wen Yong had offered him the Spirit Jade, he decided to teach him the Dust Technique to aid in his escape.