483: Chapter 483 One chases, one runs; one curses, one takes.

"Senior Tian Jianzi, your aim is terrible."

Xu Ruyu laughed: "Are you getting old? Is your eyesight failing? Do you need a pair of glasses? I know a place that sells good glasses; when you have time, shall I take you to see? Oh right, you don't have time, you have to chase me. Besides, a Cultivation dog like you wouldn't even know what eyes are. Hey, you pathetic Cultivation dog!"

Tian Jianzi was trembling with rage, and the speed under his feet increased.

Xu Ruyu also sped up, maintaining a distance from him the whole time.

"Senior Tian Jianzi, you're a Half-step True Immortal, yet you've been chasing me all night and still can't catch up. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at if word gets out?" Xu Ruyu shouted while running.

"That junior martial nephew of yours, Zhao Qian, died a truly miserable death. A big hole in his chest, his heart crushed to pieces. You didn't see the look on his face when he died; his eyes were wide open, his mouth agape—he died with deep resentment. You call yourself a Junior Martial Uncle, a being in the Half-step True Immortal Realm, and you couldn't even protect your own junior martial nephew? Do you even have the face to keep living?"

Tian Jianzi's expression became even uglier.

Zhao Qian's death was the greatest pain in his heart.

He had watched with his own eyes as Zhao Qian's chest was punched through by Xu Ruyu, watched as his heart was crushed, yet he was too late to intervene and save him.

That was his junior martial nephew, a child he had watched grow up since he was small.

He hated Xu Ruyu, hating him so much he gritted his teeth.

"Xu Ruyu, shut your damn mouth! Shut up!" He roared, slashing out with a sword; the Sword Qi was even fiercer than before.

Xu Ruyu flashed his figure, dodging once again.

The Sword Qi struck the ground behind him, plowing a deep trench into the earth as gravel flew everywhere.

"Senior Tian Jianzi, this sword strike of yours is actually kind of interesting," Xu Ruyu laughed. "It's a pity, though, it's just a bit slow. Are you getting old? Is your hand shaking too? Do you want me to introduce a doctor to you? I know a decent doctor who specializes in geriatric diseases like dementia, shaking hands, blurry vision, leg cramps—one treatment and you're cured. I guarantee that after the treatment, you'll be able to father eight more sons."

Tian Jianzi didn't speak again, simply chasing with all his might.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, chased through the mountain forest.

When dawn broke, they ran out of the mountain forest and arrived at a plain.

There was a small town on the plain; the town was not large, with only a few dozen households.

Xu Ruyu ran toward the small town, shouting as he ran: "Quick, get out of the way, get out of the way! There's a crazy old man chasing me, his name is Tian Jianzi, he's super sleazy, he's been chasing me all night. Everyone hide, that old rascal is extremely fierce."

The people in the small town were alarmed and ran out of their houses one after another.

They saw Xu Ruyu covered in blood and looking wretched, and then saw Tian Jianzi chasing behind with his white hair and murderous Killing Intent.

Terrified, they quickly hid back in their houses and locked their doors and windows tight.

Tian Jianzi's expression became even uglier.

He was a Grand Elder of the Tianshu Sword Sect, a top-tier powerhouse of the Half-step True Immortal Realm, respected wherever he went.

Now, he was actually being called a "crazy old man" by a young man and referred to as "Tian Jianzi." If this were to spread, where would he put his face?

"Xu Ruyu, I'm going to kill you!" He roared, slashing another Sword Qi toward Xu Ruyu.

Xu Ruyu flashed his figure, dodging the Sword Qi.

The Sword Qi struck a stone mill at the entrance of the town, and the stone mill exploded with a "bang," sending stone fragments flying.

"Senior Tian Jianzi, be careful, this belongs to someone else. You'll have to pay for it if you break it," Xu Ruyu shouted unhurriedly.

"If you don't have money to pay, I can lend you some, but I'll have to charge interest. You know, I'm very poor right now; the Hehuan Sect is gone, and I'm just living off these few assets."

Tian Jianzi was so angry he nearly vomited blood.

He didn't speak again, just chased with all his might.

Xu Ruyu ran out of the small town and continued running forward.

The two of them chased for another day and night.

The more Xu Ruyu ran, the more energetic he felt, and the easier it became.

The energy in the air constantly flowed into his body, replenishing his consumption.

His wounds were slowly healing, his stamina was recovering, and his spiritual power hadn't decreased—on the contrary, it had even increased.

He even felt that his Cultivation showed faint signs of a Breakthrough—if there wasn't an old dog chasing him from behind, he would really want to stop and make a Breakthrough first.

Meanwhile, the Tian Jianzi behind him was becoming increasingly exhausted.

More than half of his spiritual power had been consumed, and the Medicinal Pills he carried with him were almost eaten up.

His footsteps were becoming heavier, his breathing more rapid, and his complexion paler.

He had been chasing Xu Ruyu for two days and two nights, hardly resting.

He didn't dare to stop, because if he stopped, Xu Ruyu would run even further away.

But he didn't know that Xu Ruyu had no intention of shaking him off at all.

Xu Ruyu was running in front, calculating in his heart.

He knew he was no match for Tian Jianzi.

If they fought head-on, he wouldn't win.

But he could wear him down.

Wear him down until Tian Jianzi's spiritual power was exhausted, until he had no strength left to chase, until he couldn't even swing that sword.

He was practicing the "True Explanation of Taixu Source Energy," which allowed him to absorb energy from the air.

As long as there was air, he could run.

But Tian Jianzi practiced a traditional Cultivation Technique, relying on the spiritual power within his body and Medicinal Pills.

His spiritual power was limited, and his Medicinal Pills were limited too.

There would always be a time when they were exhausted.

Xu Ruyu decided to wear him down.

On the third day, they ran into a desert.

The desert was vast, boundless, with yellow sand filling the sky.

The sun was venomous, baking the earth until it was scorching hot.

Xu Ruyu ran through the desert, his feet stepping on the scorching sand, making him grimace from the heat.

But his speed didn't slow down; instead, it became faster.

Because the air in the desert was dry, but the energy was very abundant.

He absorbed the energy from the air while running, feeling full of strength all over.

Tian Jianzi followed behind, but with increasing difficulty.

His spiritual power had been consumed by seventy percent, and his Medicinal Pills were almost finished.

His footsteps were becoming heavier, and he had to take a breath with every step he ran.

His lips were chapped, his throat felt like it was smoking, but he didn't dare to stop to drink water.

"Senior Tian Jianzi, you're still chasing?" Xu Ruyu looked back and laughed. "I thought you had given up. Look at you—pale complexion, chapped lips, unsteady footsteps. Are you about to collapse? Do you want me to stop and wait for you for a while? Anyway, you can't catch up, so why bother?"

Tian Jianzi gritted his teeth and said nothing.

He just chased with all his might.

On the fourth day, they ran out of the desert and arrived at a grassland.

There were many herdsmen on the grassland, herding cattle and sheep.

Xu Ruyu ran past them, and the herdsmen were so frightened that they scattered in all directions.

Tian Jianzi followed behind, slashing out with a sword, and the Sword Qi plowed a deep trench into the ground.