The Divine Sect Saintess killed the Two-tailed Wolf King with a single move.

After slaying the Two-tailed Wolf King, she turned into a streak of white light and flew into Fire God City. The common people inside the city regarded her as their guardian deity; seeing her return, the crowds cheered and even knelt to pay her homage.

Jiang Feng stood frozen on the spot, watching as the Saintess disappeared from sight.

Only when he could no longer sense her aura at all did Jiang Feng realize both his palms and the backs of his hands were drenched in sweat; just now, facing the Saintess’s spiritual probe, he had almost failed to hold on. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

If it hadn’t been for the Two-tailed Wolf King diverting the Saintess’s attention, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

However, it seemed the Saintess hadn’t been here for him from the start—she was drawn by the aura of the Two-tailed Wolf King, which proved that the Yangchun Technique was indeed excellent at masking his presence.

Of course, given the Saintess’s strength, Jiang Feng knew all too well that if she had truly set her sights on him, with his current power he’d have nowhere to hide.

So, upon seeing the Saintess vanish, Jiang Feng instantly dropped what he was doing and ran south toward the small kingdoms nearby; Fire God City was no longer a safe place for him.

"The wanted notices have even reached Fire God City. Looks like the Divine Sect and the Great Tang Royal Family have guessed the route of my escape, figured I wouldn’t dare hide in the Turkic Empire, and that I’d flee into the chaotic region."

Jiang Feng analyzed as he ran.

The so-called chaotic region refers to the numerous small nations surrounding Fire God City; in these small countries, governments are unstable and coups happen frequently.

That’s how Fire God City came into being.

What Jiang Feng hadn’t expected was that the one controlling Fire God City was actually the Divine Sect Saintess.

Only now, thinking back, did he truly realize it.

"For Fire God City to stand unshaken, the surrounding small nations must have been dealt with thoroughly. I can’t hide out in those little countries. I need to run farther away."

"Where should I go?"

Jiang Feng pulled out the map.

West of Fire God City is the Red Earth Forest.

To the south lies a cluster of small nations; passing through those, he could enter the Turkic Empire.

Northward is a stretch of wilderness. The map marks it with four words: Endless Abyss.

To the east, only one small nation borders, called Xiangyang Kingdom; crossing Xiangyang, he would enter the Hundred Thousand Mountains—a range that winds on and on, like a savage scar, slicing across the continental east and west.

After pondering for a long time, Jiang Feng decided to head for Xiangyang Kingdom and hide out in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

From the map, the northern desert is the Endless Abyss, while the Red Earth Forest is teeming with Great Demons and layers of danger. By contrast, the Hundred Thousand Mountains stretch without end and many parts border human cities, so it shouldn’t be too perilous.

If he were pursued, he’d just hide in the Hundred Thousand Mountains—even the Saintess herself would have a hard time tracking him down.

So, Jiang Feng first traveled on foot with a merchant convoy into Xiangyang Kingdom. Not daring to reveal his unusual cultivation, lest it attract attention, once inside Xiangyang he bought a Thousand-Mile Horse and dashed toward the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Two days later.

Jiang Feng crossed Xiangyang City and successfully entered the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

The Thousand-Mile Horse died of exhaustion, so within the Hundred Thousand Mountains, Jiang Feng relied on Wind Control to skim close to the ground as he fled east. Whenever fatigue hit, he absorbed spiritual qi from the forest to refill his energy and kept running.

You couldn’t blame him for being so cautious.

The Divine Sect had a long, deep legacy and mastered all kinds of powerful cultivation methods. Jiang Feng firmly believed that until his own strength improved, the Divine Sect would be able to find him no matter if he ran to the ends of the earth.

The Saintess’s power had left an indelible shadow in his heart; she had killed the Two-tailed Wolf King in a single move. Compared to the Six-armed Divine Emperor, her strength eclipsed his many times over. If he ever encountered her, his biggest hope was his Three-legged Body Technique—if he could shake her off, he might have a slim chance of survival, but if she caught him, the outcome was obvious.

Nine days later.

Jiang Feng rested by a verdant lake deep within the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

He checked his status panel.

Name: Jiang Feng

Fortune: 927781

Cultivation Technique: Yangchun Technique (Great Success)

Skills: Flame Saber (Proficient+), Wind Control (Proficient+)

Realm: Qi Condensation (fourth layer)

Divine Power: Immortality

"Strange, I’ve run far enough, and haven’t slept for days, so why is my Fortune Point barely increasing since I entered the Hundred Thousand Mountains?"

"Could it be that the Hundred Thousand Mountains, like the Red Earth Forest, are just as dangerous?"

Jiang Feng frowned.

After learning that Fire God City was under the Divine Sect Saintess’s control, he immediately fled; upon crossing Xiangyang Kingdom into the Hundred Thousand Mountains, he’d checked his Fortune Point tally.

It had reached nine hundred and twenty thousand.

It surged up by three hundred thousand points in an instant.

Yet after nine days racing through the Hundred Thousand Mountains, his Fortune Point barely grew anymore. Knowing how his fortune fluctuated, he instantly realized this meant he was in grave danger.

"There are only two sources of danger!"

"Either the Hundred Thousand Mountains are riddled with crisis and Great Demons are around..."

"Or the Divine Sect knows I’m hiding here and is coming this way."

Jiang Feng reasoned to himself.

"I’ve already spent nine days and eight nights in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. The beasts I’ve come across—at best, about as strong as Black Tigers and Hunting Falcons—pose no threat to me."

"Which means, for me, the Hundred Thousand Mountains are not dangerous."

"At least during these past nine days, in the forests I passed through, there was no demon or monster that could threaten me."

The more Jiang Feng thought, the more uneasy he became.

These days, he hadn’t even run into a single Innate Great Demon; for ordinary folk, the Hundred Thousand Mountains spelled disaster, but for him, it was like a backyard garden.

Yet with his Fortune Point stagnant, something clearly wasn’t right with the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

"Cauldron, come!"

Jiang Feng summoned the Qinglong Cauldron.

The Qinglong Cauldron shrank down to the size of a walnut, and floated in the palm of his hand, gold cyclones whirling around it.