Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

Indeed, seeing Lin Tianming's fierce and malevolent expression, the Purple Gold Eagle no longer dared to look as it did, hastily swallowing the remains of the Demon Beast in its mouth.

Then, it knew to use its beak to affectionately nuzzle Lin Tianming's hem, making a pleasing expression.

Lin Tianming gave a faint smile, indulgently stroking the Purple Gold Eagle's feathers. The false anger on his face dissipated immediately.

In his heart, the Purple Gold Eagle had followed him through thick and thin over the years, and it had even accompanied Lin Shilu on journeys. To him and his family, the eagle had indeed rendered distinguished service.

The words he had spoken earlier were nothing but jests, and he was not truly angry with the Purple Gold Eagle.

Qin Xi, standing beside them, watched Lin Tianming and the familiar Purple Gold Eagle, unable to hold back a giggle.

Seeing this, Lin Tianming finally spoke, "It's getting late; let's set out!"

Having said this, Lin Tianming leaped onto the back of the Purple Gold Eagle first, and Qin Xi followed closely in his steps.

Soon, the Purple Gold Eagle took to the sky with both of them, shooting off in the direction of the south.

Standing on the back of the Purple Gold Eagle, Lin Tianming gazed into the distance ahead, watching as the surrounding mountains and rivers gradually faded into the background.

Having left his family for more than a year, he was finally on the journey home.

At this moment, his mind was a whirl of thoughts, his heart was filled with excitement, and he felt a keen sense of eagerness.

The Purple Gold Eagle was fast. In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, it had already flown several miles.

With the improvement in its strength, the Purple Gold Eagle was noticeably faster than before.

At this speed, reaching Qianchuan Market within a month might not be difficult.

Thinking of this, Lin Tianming smiled slightly, then began to extend his Divine Sense outward, alert to the movements around him, ready for any sudden incidents.

The Purple Gold Eagle turned into a shadow within the thousand foot high clouds, flying towards the southwest.

...

Time flew swiftly, and half a month passed in a blink.

Jinping Mountain Range.

Within a vast marshland, three shadows, one after another, fled and pursued toward the north.

Looking closely, one of the figures, a blue-robed middle-aged man, appeared disheveled with ragged breathing, multiple wounds on his body oozing blood, presenting a rather pitiful sight.

Behind him, two Black Robed Cultivators sat on a black Flying Artifact, clutching Magic Artifacts with a look of mockery in their eyes, chasing after the wounded blue-robed Cultivator.

"Xu Haiqiao, I advise you to stop struggling pointlessly,"

"Just surrender to our Blood Red Alliance. If you hand over what we want, perhaps your sorry life can be spared!"

Xu Haiqiao, fleeing ahead of them, was pale-faced, blood constantly dripping on the ground.

Hearing this, he retorted disdainfully and angrily.

"Surrender?"

"Do you think I am a naive three-year-old child?"

"Expecting me to hand over the treasures? Only over my dead body, it's simply impossible!"

He was clear in his mind that these people were desperados; his family had been wiped out without a trace. Even if he surrendered to the Blood Red Alliance and gave up the treasure, there was no chance of survival.

"Hmph!"

Hearing Xu Haiqiao's words, one of the Black Robed Cultivators snorted coldly, his expression darkened, readying himself to strike once more.

"Since you're courting death, we brothers don't need to waste words on you!"

The moment their statement ended, the two Black Robed Cultivators attacked together, their Magic Artifacts bursting with intense light, assaulting Xu Haiqiao.

Their attack was extremely fierce, each strike imbued with immense power.

Seeing this, Xu Haiqiao turned even paler, hastily engaging in combat despite his injuries.

For a time, the three of them were locked in combat once again.

"Rumble..."

The Magic Artifacts in their hands emitted dazzling light, and fireworks burst forth, an enveloping dust cloud shrouding the entire battlefield.

From the fluctuations of their battle, it was evident that all three were at least Cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Eighth Level.

In the midst of battle, Xu Haiqiao spat out a mouthful of fresh blood after a strike, his complexion turning a few shades paler once again.

At this moment, Xu Haiqiao was extremely angry, yet felt utterly helpless.

Their chase had persisted for several days now.

Initially, he had been able to resist Zhou Xuan with the treasures accumulated by his family.

But as time passed, his treasures and spiritual power were greatly depleted, and under the attack of two cultivators, he quickly fell into a disadvantage, also sustaining serious injuries.

If there had been only one person pursuing him, he wouldn't have ended up in this dire situation.

However, there were two of them, and each one's cultivation strength was not weaker than his.

Besides, the forces behind the two men in black were clearly very strong, possessing a Second Order Medium Quality Flying Artifact for travel.

Already injured, he simply couldn't escape with such a magical flying artifact at their disposal.

In such circumstances, he felt wronged and was extremely frustrated.

In his heart, he had no clue about the intentions of the two men in black robes.

However, upon reflection, and considering his family had been attacked by an unknown Golden Core cultivator, he could guess it likely had something to do with a treasure he had acquired a few years back.

And the ins and outs of this matter made for quite a long tale.

He hailed from the Xu Family of the neighboring Baotai Mountain Range, a Foundation Establishment family within the Wei Kingdom's Cultivation World, and he was the highest-cultivating member of his family.

The overall strength of the Xu Family was also not weak; though not among the very top of the numerous Foundation Establishment families, they were by no means obscure.

Several years prior, his family had explored an ancient cultivator's cave dwelling, planning for several years and expending a great deal of effort to open it.

Regrettably, due to the antiquity of the cave dwelling, all the treasures had turned to ashes, and they found nearly nothing, save for a fiery red stone.

At first, they didn't pay much attention to it, only later to discover the stone's unusual nature.

Despite its ordinary exterior, he had tried various methods to refine it, using Earth Fire or even his full-powered attacks, but the stone could not be melted down, nor could any marks be left on it.

Clearly, being preserved from tens of thousands of years, or even longer, spoke to the unique nature of this stone.

During the few years since acquiring the treasure, he kept it as the family's top secret, very well hidden, intending to slowly study and explore it in the future.

With some time, he might have been able to uncover its secrets, thus obtaining a tremendous opportunity.

Unfortunately, before a few peaceful years could pass, the Xu Family was mysteriously attacked, led by an unknown Golden Core cultivator, accompanied by more than ten Foundation Establishment cultivators.

In less than an hour, the Xu Family's gate was breached, and nearly all members, regardless of age or gender, were dead or wounded.

Only he, under the desperate protection of numerous family members, with a portion of the family's treasures in tow, managed to flee through a hidden passageway.

However, before he could even leave the bounds of the Baotai Mountain Range, he was found by the men sent out by the Golden Core cultivator.

After several rounds of fierce battle, he was seriously injured and could only hastily flee towards the gateway of the Zhenyang Sect.

If he could just reach the vicinity of the Zhenyang Sect's gate, he might be able to escape with his life.

If it really came down to it, he could also offer up that unknown treasure.

With the power of several Golden Core cultivators of the Zhenyang Sect, he might receive protection.

This was why he was so determined to escape northward.

And that was the entire story behind these events.

Piecing together these clues, it was very likely the treasure obtained by his family had been leaked or the Blood Red Alliance had some unknown means of discovering the treasure within their possession.

But at the moment, all of this no longer mattered.

The situation now was grim; reaching the mountain gate of the Zhenyang Sect seemed utterly hopeless, and he was being pursued by two cultivators.

Clearly, he was severely injured and at a critical juncture where his life was at stake.

At this moment, his face pale, he used up the few treasures he had left to create a chance to flee for his life.

He knew in his heart, with every moment he could persevere, his chances of surviving increased slightly.

"Rumble..."

With an attack that repelled the two black-robed cultivators, he didn't care about his bodily injuries and forcibly seized this brief respite to continue his desperate flight northward.