"Guo Yun escaped? Just as I expected."

When Chen Nan received the news, it was already three days later. By then, he had returned to the camp, and no cultivator came to ask him what had really happened.

When Liu Hanyue reported to Jiang Wuyue, she did not reveal Chen Nan’s true identity, only saying he was her man, so Jiang Wuyue didn’t send anyone to investigate further.

Due to Guo Yun’s escape, the Righteous Alliance issued a warrant, vowing to kill this traitor, Guo Yun.

When Master Canglan received the news, he nearly fainted.

He had lived for tens of thousands of years, painstakingly nurturing seven disciples, now all wiped out, it was lucky he hadn’t been angered to death. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"Canglan, why don’t you take a break for now?" Jiang Wuyue felt sorry for this old man, who ended up without even a person to serve by his side.

At this moment, Master Canglan was staring intently at Xu Yan, his voice hoarse: "Why, why must you kill them? Can I not atone for their sins?"

Xu Yan snorted coldly, his character making him show no pleasant expression even in front of Master Canglan.

"I saw with my own eyes how they colluded with the Demon Sect, asked them to surrender, yet they resisted. Under such circumstances, I could only kill them."

"Master Canglan, your first disciple Guo Yun escaped. I hope you don’t harbor him; such traitors deserve death by all!"

Master Canglan’s hand trembled as he pointed at Xu Yan: "You, you... Simply too outrageous!"

Xu Yan snorted coldly: "This is the duty of our Law Enforcement Hall. Even if it’s my own son, daring to collude with the Demon Sect, he must be executed without pardon!"

Master Canglan was utterly grief-stricken; at this moment, he even had an impulse to destroy everything.

But in the end, he restrained himself, staggeringly stood up, his figure seeming to age ten thousand years in an instant.

"My disciples of Canglan colluding with the Demon Sect deserve death. I request the Alliance Hierarch to handle it fairly."

He walked out of the main hall without looking back.

Jiang Wuyue sighed deeply, looked at Xu Yan, and said: "Elder Xu, let’s hold off on the pursuit of Guo Yun for now. Our main focus should be dealing with the Demon Clan."

Xu Yan nodded: "Alright, I follow the Alliance Hierarch’s orders."

Jiang Wuyue shook his head helplessly, Master Canglan’s disciples were really disasters.

At this moment, Guo Yun came to a lively island, where there was an Immortal Cultivation Market, and many cultivators would come here to trade.

He was severely injured and needed to find a place to hide, which is why he chose a place with many people, making it difficult to be searched thoroughly.

However, just as he walked down the street, intending to buy some healing pills in the shops, he suddenly spotted a familiar figure.

"Divine Calculator!" He gritted his teeth and exclaimed this name.

That familiar figure was clearly the Divine Calculator.

Wearing a Daoist robe and holding a white flag with the words "Divine Calculator" written on it, as if afraid others wouldn’t recognize him.

At this moment, Guo Yun could hardly think; hatred consumed his mind, he didn’t care why the Divine Calculator was here, only knew he had to kill him!

"Even if I’m badly injured, killing you will be like crushing dry weeds. Today, I will avenge my fellow disciples!"

With that, he immediately followed him.

The Divine Calculator swaggered down the street, constantly eyeing the pretty daughters-in-law passing by, a lecherous look on his face.

Suddenly, he stopped because he sensed someone was following him.

"Hmm? Could it be an enemy?"

Using his divine sense to probe, he found the one trailing him was a cultivator he had never met before, and the aura faltered, clearly gravely injured.

"Strange, actually targeting the Daoist, to think I’m a pushover? Hehe, the Daoist loves to play dumb to catch the wise."

The Divine Calculator chuckled, feigned ignorance, and continued walking forward, quickly leaving the market.

Guo Yun followed him, the two moved one after the other, finally reaching an uninhabited sea area.

"Divine Calculator, I want you dead!"

At this moment, Guo Yun could no longer hold back his anger, roaring as he charged forward.

The Divine Calculator raised an eyebrow: "Oh, you even know the Daoist, but the Daoist doesn’t recall ever offending you."

"But no matter, the Daoist has offended plenty, you don’t count for much!"

Seeing Guo Yun’s hate-filled eyes, he sneered coldly, suddenly throwing out a compass, the pointer spun and abruptly halted at the shock position.

"Wind and thunder formations."

With those words, a thunderbolt suddenly struck down, directly hitting Guo Yun, already gravely injured, he screamed in pain and nearly fell from the air.

He shouted in horror: "You... are actually in the Nascent Soul Realm?"

The Divine Calculator smiled smugly: "You came to find me, yet don’t know my cultivation? I’m curious about when exactly I offended you?"

Guo Yun felt something was wrong, this Divine Calculator before him was completely different from the one he knew, at this moment he had a suspicion.

That being he encountered two Divine Calculators who were entirely different people.

He had mistaken the identity!

"Wait, I mistook you for someone else, let’s pretend we never met." Guo Yun turned to escape.

Unfortunately, facing the Divine Calculator, even the ground would be peeled away, how could he let such plump meat escape?

"Hehe, the Daoist didn’t accept you leaving, daring to attack him, how could he let you go?"

He slightly smiled, the compass needle jumped again, landed on the wind position, instantly a gust appeared out of nowhere, turned into a storm enveloping Guo Yun.

The storm nearly tore Guo Yun apart, wind blades sliced across his body.

"Don’t kill me, I haven’t avenged yet, I don’t want to die!"

At this moment, Guo Yun had long lost the arrogance of a Nascent Soul True Man, he just wanted to stay alive.

The Divine Calculator sneered coldly: "Begging for mercy? The Daoist won’t show kindness, as he trusts no one, won’t leave trouble behind."

After saying, he pointed forward, massive mana condensed into a golden finger, pressed ruthlessly on Guo Yun.

"No!"

Guo Yun screamed, his body was instantly torn by the storm, a translucent little figure appeared within the storm, which was his Nascent Soul.

Unfortunately, the Nascent Soul was full of cracks, continuously assailed by wind blades, it also shattered completely.

The Divine Calculator smiled slightly, after dispersing the storm, surprisingly pulled out a wooden fish and a small hammer from his chest, sat cross-legged on the ground and started chanting Buddhist sect’s scripture for transcending souls, tapping the wooden fish.

If not for wearing a Daoist robe, one might think he was a Buddhist monk.

After finishing the transcendence, the Divine Calculator chuckled, whether Nascent Soul or Divine Soul, now both were dead beyond resurrection, thus leaving no hidden threats.