210 It Must Be Him! (2/2)

But it was then…

Suddenly, the panicked voice of Little Missy rang out in his head.

”Stop chasing him!”

”Little Missy, don't stop me. Today, I, Wang Baole, must kill this wretched creature and let him know what I'm capable of!” Wang Baole replied inwardly with pride. Then, he shouted.

”Of!”

The speed of the giant sky hand grew even more quickly. The rumbling sounds grew fiercer and louder. In the distance, the black-robed man smiled a tragic smile. Madness colored his eyes, and he spewed out more blood without hesitation, casting a mystic spell and speeding up further.

Wang Baole raised his head proudly. He marched forward, ceaseless in his chase. He was about to yell out the final word when Little Missy realized his overly excited state and panicked even further. She yelled straight into Wang Baole's mind.

”Wang Baole, you idiot. You've already scared it off, but you still want to go after it? The sutra is fake. It's a hoax! It can only be used to scare people off, it has no actual power behind its attack…”

”I didn't tell you the truth then because I was afraid you'd know it for the sham it is and wouldn't put on a convincing act. But who knew, you actually started going after him… once you recite the entire sutra, everything will disappear. Then, the enemy will run back and kill you with a single smack to your face!” Little Missy's voice carried a tone of anxiety as well as exasperation. It was as if she had no words for Wang Baole's actions.

Her words resounded in Wang Baole's head like a bolt of lightning. His eyes widened instantly, and he stopped in his tracks. The muscles in his throat seemed to move, and his fatty flesh quivered. Uncertainty and alarm gripped him, and he asked hastily, ”Are you for real?”

”What I said is the truth. The sutra is fake. You big dumb idiot!” Little Missy was beyond annoyed. It seemed as if she didn't know whether she should be laughing or crying at that point.

Wang Baole was stunned. He stood, dazed, and didn't shout out the last word. The giant hand in the sky gradually slowed down its pursuit. The black-robed man who had been trying to get away was first overjoyed then confounded. He couldn't help but turn around and sneak a glance as he made his escape.

Wang Baole saw the man glancing back. His body shuddered, a cry rising from within him, but he was quick to react. He grit his teeth and glared, making as if he was going to continue his pursuit. He opened his mouth wide as if to shout, then secretly maneuvered his cultivation and forced himself to spit out a large mouthful of blood. Wang Baole pretended he was struggling to force out the final word with everything he had.

”I'm going all out! Even if it means paying a terrible price for shouting out the last word, I'm going to go all out… we'll die together!”

His face turned red under his efforts. The extent to which he was striving, and his internal trembling, interwove with one another and made his act seem completely earnest and genuine, despite how inauthentic he was feeling.

However, the power of the scripture felt too real. The black-robed man saw Wang Baole's crazed looks and instantly sucked in a breath of cold air. He ran more quickly as he raged.

He's gone completely mad!

The black-robed man sped off, quicker and quicker, finally disappearing into the horizon. Wang Baole dared not stop his pretense immediately. He suppressed his feelings of sheepishness and the trembling within his heart, shouting furiously while pretending to heave and pant. He slowed down gradually, pretended that he could run no longer, and finally stopped.

It was then that a sudden fear gripped him. He recalled how he had chased after a cultivator who had been at the perfected Foundation Establishment realm so relentlessly and couldn't help the cold sweat from forming.

”Little Missy, let's not joke around like this the next time. You almost got me killed!” Wang Baole, frightened within an inch of his life, protested.

”Who knew you actually bought it. Believing it is one thing, but you actually became a true convert!” Little Missy snorted and paid Wang Baole no further attention.

Wang Baole could only smile wryly after hearing Little Missy's words. But, thinking back to his performance just then, he felt slightly pleased. He thought he had been a force of nature.

”Hmmph, you can count yourself lucky this time around. You dare to give me trouble? I scare even myself when I start reciting the scripture!” Wang Baole's feelings of self-satisfaction were mixed with sheepishness. He put up a show of yelling some more before hurriedly picking up Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng and running off in the opposite direction. His pace started slow, then gradually increased. Soon, it became a run for his life, as if he feared the black-robed man would realize what was amiss and exterminate him.

Time passed as he continued running. The anxiety and fear within Wang Baole didn't dissipate. It was only after fifteen minutes passed, and seven to eight cruisers bearing the emblem of Ethereal Dao College appeared, that his nerves finally settled down.

”I'm here! I'm right here!” In his mindless joy, he was about to rip off Zhuo Yifan's clothes before he realized something wasn't right. He hugged Zhao Yameng more tightly in his arms, loosened his embrace around Zhuo Yifan and tore a strip off his clothes. He waved the torn strip of cloth in the air…