43: Chapter 0043 Turmoil

*Cough, cough!*

"This old man has little time left, so I will not compete with you Fellow Daoists."

The Ancestor of the Chen Family in private booth number three withdrew from the competition. Offending four Foundation Establishment Cultivators at once would mean the end of his Family!

Qian Siyue did not rush to state her position. She glanced at Huang Zhonglei, who had the highest cultivation level. The two had some history, and she guessed he was here for the Talisman Treasure.

"This old man is set on this treasure. I shall compete."

"And what about Fairy Qian?"

Huang Zhonglei looked back at booth number six. Yun Zheng felt a chill run down her spine as his gaze met hers, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Qian Siyue's face darkened as she gritted her teeth. "Since I am already here, how could I miss out?"

"Then I'll join the fun as well, lest others mock me." The last Foundation Establishment Cultivator followed suit.

The atmosphere on the scene immediately became turbulent.

...

Some time later.

The auction ended.

Gu Huan immediately exchanged for his foundation establishment pill. After confirming it was correct, he followed the instructions and stepped into the teleportation array.

This was a short-distance teleportation array that randomly sent everyone outside the Ghost Mist Market, intended to ensure safety and prevent being tracked.

There,

Gu Huan saw Wang Sanshun. The latter also recognized him and gave a polite nod.

Qian Siyue and her disciple Yun Zheng were also there. The former had her brow furrowed with a heavy expression, while the latter tightly gripped her master's arm, also feeling uneasy.

Besides them,

He also noticed the Scarred Man looking quite unfriendly.

And a cold-faced young woman who was good-looking and highly alert.

"Fellow Daoists, please prepare yourselves. The teleportation array will activate immediately." Luo Yao personally activated the formation.

As the array patterns beneath their feet lit up,

Gu Huan felt himself float up.

An intense flash of light passed in an instant, and a strong sense of dizziness invaded his body. It felt as if his breathing stopped for that moment, leaving only endless Chaos in his mind.

He didn't know how much time had passed.

Gu Huan groggily regained consciousness. His surroundings were bright, with no ghost mist shrouding the area.

"I have indeed left the Ghost Mist Market."

"This is outside the market's borders. I must hurry to the Mountain God Temple to meet up with them."

Qian Siyue had reminded him.

She only gave him half an hour.

However, after successfully bidding for the Talisman Treasure, the Nine Bends Seal, Gu Huan didn't think Qian Siyue would stay and wait. The meeting time was no longer half an hour, but as soon as possible. If he arrived late, she would definitely leave him behind.

Identifying the direction,

He sprinted at full speed.

After running a certain distance, the thing he least wanted to face happened. Wang Sanshun was waiting ahead, as if he had expected Gu Huan to pass through here.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, what is the meaning of this?"

Gu Huan stopped and glanced behind him. The Scarred Man was watching him like a hawk.

"Enough nonsense. Hand over the foundation establishment pill immediately, and I might spare your life."

A foundation establishment pill?

How did he know so clearly?

Meeting here was no coincidence, let alone an accident; it was an ambush.

Damn it!

How could these two have known beforehand?

Gu Huan didn't have time to ponder these questions. He had to reach the Mountain God Temple as quickly as possible.

"Though I don't know how you did it, I spent my entire fortune to buy this foundation establishment pill. If you want it, come and take it!"

"Refusing to see reason? Then I'll send you on your way."

Wang Sanshun was furious. He quickly threw out two green Talismans, and wind blades shot forward.

Gu Huan responded calmly. The Purple Magic Crystal rose like a shield, easily blocking the two wind blades.

At the same time, a gust of wind howled from behind. The Scarred Man activated a High Grade Magical Artifact for a sneak attack. Gu Huan jumped aside and pulled out his High Grade Magical Artifact, the Fire-Inducing Fan, fanning it toward the Scarred Man as flames soared into the sky.

"Stop testing him and get serious!"

The Scarred Man shouted, his eyes watering from the heat of the flames.

Wang Sanshun also saw that Gu Huan was quite extraordinary. He slapped his Storage Pouch to release a fist-sized Poisonous Bee while secretly hiding a poisoned dagger in his palm.

The Poisonous Bee's wings buzzed like thunder, and its stinger released poison needles that seemed capable of piercing iron armor.

Gu Huan's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. The Mystic Blood Diamond shot out like a bullet. With a *ding*, it not only easily crushed the poison needle but also continued forward to smash the Poisonous Bee to death.

"What?"

Wang Sanshun turned pale with shock, his heart bleeding.

That was a poisonous insect he had painstakingly raised, and it was destroyed just like that by Gu Huan. It was truly hateful.

"You're looking for death!"

"How dare you harm my little insect!"

The poisoned dagger hidden in his palm was suddenly launched, flying rapidly toward Gu Huan's heart.

The latter sneered. His body turned into a blood shadow and suddenly vanished, bypassing the dagger to close in on Wang Sanshun. The latter was terrified, his face full of shock.

"Are you from the Blood Spirit Sect?"

"Ah!!"

Gu Huan didn't bother to respond. The Purple Flood Dragon and a Blood Flood Dragon emerged together, coiling around Wang Sanshun like pythons and biting him frantically. Finally, he was completely incinerated by a breath of purple Demonic Flame from the Purple Flood Dragon.

"Brother Shun!"

The Scarred Man screamed hoarsely, his fear of Gu Huan reaching its peak.

Seeing Wang Sanshun's tragic death, he turned and ran without a word. However, how could Gu Huan let him have his way?

*Puff, puff, puff!*

The Blood Arrow Technique attacked from behind.

It pierced the man's vital points one after another, blood gushing from the wounds.

His movements didn't pause for a second. He immediately took the Storage Pouches of the two men and collected their Magical Artifacts. Even mosquito legs are meat; after all, he was truly poor right now.

*Boom! Boom!*

The Demonic Flame Art accurately hit the two corpses.

[Ding, Lifespan increased by two breaths.]

...

The Mountain God Temple marker.

Qian Siyue had not forgotten her promise and arrived here immediately with Yun Zheng.

But how could the travel speed of a Qi Refining Cultivator compare to that of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator?

Naturally,

When the two arrived, they did not see Gu Huan.

Qian Siyue lightly bit her ruby lips, knowing that time was of the essence. If they continued to wait, something major would surely happen.

"Heh! Rise!"

"Let's go."

She summoned a small flying boat driven by Spirit Stones and pulled Yun Zheng onto it.

"But he hasn't come back yet."

"We can't wait anymore. It can only be said that his luck was poor."

Random teleportation.

Some were far, some were near.

It was just Gu Huan's bad luck that he wasn't teleported near the Mountain God Temple.

Yun Zheng stood at the front of the flying boat, looking out anxiously, but she still couldn't see any sign of Gu Huan.

*Rumble!*

The flying boat set off, soaring into the sky.

Just then, Yun Zheng's eyes narrowed, and she pointed to the ground, shouting happily.

"Master, he's over there!"

"The flying boat has already started; it can't be stopped."

Qian Siyue spoke perfunctorily, her expression solemn and showing a hint of heartlessness.

With her Foundation Establishment Divine Sense, she had already discovered Gu Huan rushing toward them. However, time was truly too tight to delay; the enemies would be catching up soon.

"Fellow Daoist Qian, leaving without saying goodbye is a bit too much of not treating this old man as a friend."

"I hope Fairy Qian will hand over the Talisman Treasure, lest your fragrance fades and your jade shatters."

"Hand over your disciple as well."

Three Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Huang Zhonglei, Yang Zhanzhou, and a third unknown Loose Cultivator.

Because they couldn't beat Qian Siyue at the auction, they indeed harbored evil intentions afterward, wanting to kill her and seize the goods. The three of them were riding a small flying boat, pursuing with all their might.

"Yun Zheng, hide inside quickly."

"Yes, Master."

Qian Siyue cast a spell again, activating the flying boat's protective shield, which generated a green light screen.

"Stubborn! Fellow Daoists, don't just stand there, act quickly! Lest the duck flies away."

Huang Zhonglei, controlling the flying boat, urged the other two.

"They can't escape. Once we catch her, I'll be the first to pluck her feathers!"

"Pluck the feathers first, then eat the meat. Very reasonable."

"Hahaha!"