Chapter Seventy-Nine On The Road

  The tender branches that were soft and fluffy at ordinary times had become powerful whips in the high-speed movement of Yi Tianxing, whipping his face. Fortunately, his body was more solid than steel, so when these branches hit his face without dodging or wanting to dodge, he could only feel a gentle touch, just like the hair of Zhou Leli, a girl from the county town, brushing against his cheek.

  His feeling was light, but these plants were in big trouble, being hit by this human-shaped harvester. Branches and his body touched, high-speed collision scattered, turning into debris flying everywhere.

  Yi Tian Xing walked along the road, throwing up countless leaves as he went. He felt the force of the branches slapping against his face, watching as the scenery seemed to slow down in his eyes as he sped by, watching as the tender shoots were knocked into a flurry of petals by his nose and thick skin - he knew his speed had already surpassed that of a wild horse, but didn't know if he could catch up to the young master who was unexpectedly skilled in kung fu. Far off, he could still see a faint black shadow dancing lightly like smoke above the oilseed rape flowers, but couldn't make out any details.

  This was still within his visual range, if it were an ordinary farmer, he wouldn't be able to see the young master's figure as he exercised his lightness skill, at most he could feel a gentle breeze blowing by his side.

  Yitian Xing closed his eyes, dashing through the fields like a killer, the wheel of fire in his body slowly rotating, his true energy full, his whole body filled with strength. His toes were treading heavily on the muddy ground, and the distorted scenery flashed by beside his eyes. He kept spitting out the lettuce leaves that had mistakenly entered his mouth... fiercely reciting the lines from Forrest Gump: "Jenny and I are inseparable again."

  Indeed, he and Xiao Gongzi were running wildly, one in front of the other, shocking the world. At this moment, he was like a big iron weight shaking behind Xiao Gongzi's scale.

  Outside the provincial city, the vegetable fields stretched for several miles. When autumn arrived, the rapeseed flowers swayed gently in the breeze, forming a vast expanse that delighted the eyes. However, for Little Master and Yi Tianxing, this distance was merely a brief moment's journey.

  Yitian saw the golden rape fields from afar and knew he was approaching the end. Although it was still quiet in front of him, it was an autumnal wasteland. If he ran on it, he would surely fall into the sharp eyes of the crowd. He was worried, but then he saw the young master turn into a faint black dot, make a strange turn in mid-air just as he was about to exit the rape fields, lightly and gently pass through the fields, drawing a beautiful curve, and enter the deep forest-covered mountains outside the fields.

  He silently praised himself, his mind racing quickly, and he slightly expanded his divine sense. His right foot, which was running wildly, lifted up and suddenly stopped in the muddy ground.

  A loud bang.

  Yitian Xing finally managed to change the direction of his run with this brute force method, awkwardly and precariously dodging the muddy fields and leaping towards the nearby mountain ridge, but in doing so, he didn't know how many flowers were trampled or how many branches were broken.

  A farmer in the distance, who was pulling a dry tobacco bag, heard a loud noise coming from the field and stood up in doubt. He spat on his own stone floor, casually wiped it with the sole of his cloth shoes, put his hands behind him holding the smoking pipe and walked towards the field.

  He looked at the long gap in his own rape flower field, and cautiously poked his head out of the gap to look far away. All he saw was that this gap went straight ahead, neat and tidy, and couldn't see clearly how long it was. It seemed to lead directly to the vegetable fields of the neighboring village, which was eerie.

  A "clang" sound.

  The farmer's pipe fell to the ground, his face full of shock and confusion. After a ridiculously funny silence, he suddenly shouted: "Wife, quickly call the village chief over!"

  "This morning I was still here to fatten up, how could it be like this......" The timid farmer trembled with his lips and muttered: "I've seen a ghost! A goblin, must be a wild boar goblin." He thought to himself that the guy who could eat so many rape plants in one meal must be a monster, and definitely a big-mouthed monster.

  Yi Tian Xing, who was swiftly leaping across the mountain ridge, naturally did not know that he had already become a wild boar demon in the mouths of the villagers.

  At this time, his whole mind was focused on mastering his running posture. The speed of the run had already been raised too fast, and it relied solely on brute force, so the direction was not easy to control, and it was extremely easy to hit the giant rocks in the mountains head-on. He had to stretch out his divine sense slightly, and when he encountered a rock, he would jump forward in advance, but this way, the young master's back, which had gradually become clear earlier, did not get any closer, and the two people kept a certain distance, like a wisp of smoke and a thunderbolt following closely behind, madly sprinting.

  On the mountain, there are many stones and the road is treacherous with few people. Two people can run freely without worrying about being seen. After running for a while, they arrived at an unknown mountain valley. Yi Tianxing's true yuan filled his body as he listened intently to the sounds ahead. He gradually heard the sound of gurgling water and couldn't help but feel delighted. He thought that when they reached the river that blocked their path, he would see how the young master would cross it.

  A wide river suddenly appeared in front of the two. The water was turbulent, and the sound of waves crashing against the shore could be heard from afar. Just a few kilometers north of the riverbank, there was a large bridge.

  Yi Tian Xing gazed coldly at the figure ahead, just as he was about to make his move and rush past him from under the river's surface, seizing the initiative. But little did he expect that the young master would not slow down in the slightest, and with a slight pause on the shore, he lightly transformed into a wisp of smoke and drifted across the water's surface.

  Yi Tian Xing charged forward with one face, but his heart was extremely shocked.

  He had previously chased after the little Zhu Que which was snatched away by Lao Zu, and in his haste, he had also trodden on water to cross the lake, but that was only a distance of over ten meters. How could it compare to what was before their eyes now - this person who had shocked and amazed everyone, had actually floated across the surface of the wide river which was over a hundred meters wide? Although his toes occasionally touched the water, it was almost like the divine feat of Bodhidharma crossing the river on a single reed.

  Yi Tianxing watched as the figure turned and floated to the opposite bank, and he couldn't help but make a bold move in his heart, muttering a curse under his breath, before charging forward towards the river.

  As soon as his toes touched the river water, his entire body's true energy had already been lifted to its peak. His two feet were like cartoon characters, transforming into a pair of foot-shaped propellers, churning the water at an incredible speed that was invisible to the naked eye. Relying on the counterforce transmitted back through the soles of his feet as he treaded the water, he struggled to splash forward with all his might. He knew that at this moment, he couldn't slow down; if he slowed down even a little, he would sink into the water and lose speed.

  Plop plop plop plop, a huge splashing sound came from under him, almost drowning out the sound of the river water hitting the rocks.

  "Pfft!" However, in just a few seconds, he saw the shore ahead and felt a sense of relief. Who would have thought that as his internal energy relaxed, one foot stepped into the water? Fortunately, it was close to the shore, so only his pants got wet. He transformed into a yellow dragon and flew forward, not increasing the distance from the young prince.

  Yi Tian Xing followed the young master as he ran through the dense forest, his internal flame gradually rising, and the true yuan in his dantian slowly rotating. His entire body's spiritual and physical state had entered the most perfect stage. Who would have thought that the young master seemed to be getting more and more exhilarated, as if he didn't feel tired at all? The faster he ran, the more he felt it. He looked at the figure in front of him, which was like a wisp of smoke, and couldn't help but feel shocked. He thought to himself that his reliance on the great river blocking the way seemed to be ineffective now. Could it be that today he would really lose to this black-clothed, hat-wearing, timid-looking young master?

  But what if this bet didn't have a fixed wager? It could be a meal of char siu rice, or... a human life?

  Yitian's cold sweat gradually seeped out.

  Fortunately, he had a second advantage - that was the familiarity with geographical locations and terrain in his mind - genius, no matter what kind of competition, would always have more to rely on. Yi Tianxing thought somewhat self-consolingly: "Even if this young master is a prodigy among cultivators, I may not be able to outrun him, but as a modern person, am I not better at navigating than he is?"

  It seemed that the heavens were comforting him, for just as he thought of this so-called second advantage, the direction of the clear and elegant figure in front of him seemed to have made a mistake. Yi Tianxing squinted against the wind and saw that the young master had hesitated for a moment before heading northwest along the mountain ridge.

  He secretly smiled to himself.

  "This kid has finally gone down the wrong path I've been expecting."

  From this mountain ridge to the northwest, it deviates from the straight line from the provincial city to Wudang Mountain by about 15 degrees. Yi Tianxing would not be stupid enough to remind his opponent, and he was not a kind person anyway. He glanced sideways at the sound shadow that had lost its direction, and then quietly followed his own very clear straight line to rush towards Wudang Mountain.