A green light flew out of Feng Feiyun’s dantian. A huge hundred-meter-long s.h.i.+p floated above his head. Half of it was covered by fog. Its eighteen rotten sails were fluttering in the sky like a wars.h.i.+p from the ancient age.

　　Feiyun became even faster by channeling his Swift Samsara to the limit. His body turned into a gale as he flew past another mountain towards the north and entered a large marsh.

　　There were twenty-eight counties in the southern prefecture. Each was quite vast, and ordinary people would need several years to go from one end to another. Because of this, there were many forests and marshes as well as a few secret locations. If it wasn’t for the hegemon of the Jin Dynasty, each county could actually be divided into several dozen kingdoms or even a hundred.

　　Only powerful cultivators could easily cross one county to another. For an ordinary man, it was harder than reaching the heavens.

　　“Boom!” Ling Donglai unleashed his Eight Pure Formation again, but half of the force was dispelled by the spirit vessel while the other half was nullified by the dragon-horse diagram on top of the vessel.

　　The Golden Lion Lentigo was a strange bird that had the bloodline of the ancient Vermillion Bird so it was quite swift. Fewer than few birds could have similar agility.

　　Ling Donglai and the Buddhist Successor of the Beastmaster Camp, Fan Sijing, were good friends. Because of this, he was able to borrow this bird.

　　Feiyun was still faster than this bird, but because of Lu Liwei, he couldn’t lose Ling Donglai right away.

　　Liwei couldn’t move at all as she was in Feiyun’s embrace. She showed a mocking smile, but it didn’t take away from her charm: “Feiyun, aren’t you unbeatable among the younger generation? Why are you running, huh?”

　　“I’m in a rush to find a private place to duel with you for three thousand rounds.” Feiyun’s body turned into a ray while moving through the marsh.

　　“I’ll be waiting.” Liwei gritted her teeth and sneered.

　　A terrifying miasma permeated this marsh due to poisonous creatures being everywhere. Although the long-lasting miasma was powerful and could turn cultivators to pus, it couldn’t do anything to him due to his Immortal Phoenix Physique.

　　The lentigo didn’t dare to enter the miasma, so it roared right outside. Despite being a strange beast, it didn’t dare to enter this marsh that had been drowned in this miasma for a thousand year.

　　Donglai could only order for it to land and enter by himself. He was a blessed man with wondrous providence and fortune. He could pick up a spirit treasure just by taking a bath in a river or dig out spirit stones from random excavations. Even when falling off a cliff, he could enter a special grotto from an ancient age.

　　In this regard, he was the complete opposite of Feiyun who has never been lucky. Enemies always popped up out of nowhere. First, he was expelled from the Feng Clan and chased by them. Then, he offended the Evil Woman and the same happened. Next, it was the Violetsea Cave and the Senluo Temple on top of the Beiming Clan. Finally, the rest of the world wanted him dead.

　　He wasn’t someone who relied on luck, but these successive misfortunes kept on striking him.

　　If Ling Donglai was blessed by the lady of fortune, then Feiyun was cursed by the lord of misfortune.

　　If it wasn’t for his tenacious vitality and some ingenuity on top of having the soul of a phoenix clan master, he would have been killed long ago due to his terrible luck.

　　Ling Donglai put on five spirit treasures. The power of these treasures was more than enough to stop the miasma, so he rushed in without fear.

　　Who knows how long this marsh has been around for? The mud was completely black due to the miasma. No normal creatures could be found here, especially not people.

　　Feiyun entered a hidden cave. It was quite narrow and difficult to find. He performed seven formations to hide the entrance completely.

　　“Where the h.e.l.l did this guy crawl out from? There is a fog that stops me from seeing through him. It looks like I won’t be able to win until I surpa.s.s my own Earth Tribulation.” Feiyun had opened 346 meridians at that point so it wasn’t hard for him to kill a first-level Heaven’s Mandate. However, this didn’t include Ling Donglai.

　　This cave has been abandoned for many years, but there were signs of humans in this place. Alas, it was virtually undetectable and some items have been buried.

　　“c.r.a.p, the miasma got her.” Feng Feiyun flicked his sleeve to push up a layer of soil to reveal a stone bed before placing Liwei on it.

　　She has been unconscious for a while with her pretty eyes tightly shut. Her face was pale while her body was covered in a gray glow. Her blood had turned darker and her blood flowed slower.

　　Feiyun didn’t rush to push the miasma out of her body. He actually became quite serious. Liwei was an intelligent wisdom master. If she wasn’t actually infected by the miasma, he would be falling into her trap, and that would be the same as inviting trouble to himself.

　　His eyes ignited since he wanted to use the phoenix gaze to see the real situation inside her body. He saw that it had been invaded completely by the miasma. Even her heart was beginning to turn black as this power began to reach her brain.

　　If he didn’t save her now, a supreme beauty would turn into a black, b.l.o.o.d.y pus soon after.