Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement

Chapter 552: Chapter 267: Advance, Foundation Establishment Technique

Eliminate the Lin Family Cultivator.

After slaughtering the group of Blood Sea Loose Cultivator who had participated in the siege of the Divine Sect back then, the Saintess took the old curator to the Dragon Capital to settle accounts with Jiang Feng, but Jiang Feng had already vanished without a trace, and not even the Underground Palace yielded his whereabouts.

In order to find Jiang Feng, the Saintess had Xiao Guofan recount everything about Jiang Feng from these past years; she learned that Jiang Feng had lived for a long time on Black Iron Mountain and White Tiger Mountain.

So she and the old curator went to those two places.

On White Tiger Mountain, they saw the stone house that Jiang Feng and Han Dong had built together.

The stone house was of modern design.

Two bedrooms, one living room, and an alchemy room, facing north and south for great ventilation—such a layout was extremely rare in Great Zhou and Great Tang.

People were used to living in small courtyards: with side rooms to the east and west, a living room and kitchen in the center and above—this was the structure of a small siheyuan.

So after visiting White Tiger Mountain, the Saintess and the old curator took note of that stone house.

As for the stone house Jiang Feng built in Sword Casting City, though it was only one bedroom, one living room, and the alchemy room was located at the entrance, the style was almost identical to the one on White Tiger Mountain.

There were many similarities inside.

The two of them had previously focused all their attention on Jiang Feng; it was only after he left that they noticed the stone house and instantly made the connection to Jiang Feng.

"Master, that’s Jiang Feng! Let’s go after him!"

The Saintess contemplated for a moment, then said excitedly.

"Jiang Feng is a Central Earth Cultivator; there’s no way he could possess such an advanced alchemy level."

The old curator found it unbelievable.

"Master, don’t forget, Jiang Feng could freely come and go from the Underground Palace and Divine Sect Mansion. Maybe he obtained the legacy of an Alchemy Grandmaster. In the stone house at White Tiger Mountain, we saw a small alchemy room left by him—he’s been trying to refine elixirs from very early on."

The Saintess explained, getting more worked up the more she spoke, determined that Mr. Chu was Jiang Feng.

"This...perhaps you’re right. From the beginning I thought his appearance and aura were strange. Now it seems that wasn’t his true face at all. Let’s go."

The old curator’s eyes lit up; he summoned the White-winged Roc, carrying the Saintess in pursuit of Jiang Feng’s trail.

His strength far surpassed Jiang Feng’s.

The White-winged Roc’s speed also outdid the White-headed Eagle King.

Along the way, his Spiritual Sense spread forward, seeking to lock onto Jiang Feng’s whereabouts.

In the distance, Jiang Feng, fleeing on the White-headed Eagle King, instinctively pulled up his status panel.

Name: Jiang Feng

Fortune: 2033

Cultivation Technique: Yang Technique (Perfection) Foundation Establishment Technique – Proficient (97-100) Divine Sect Treasure Manual – Upper Part (Beginner)

Skills: Alchemy (Mastery) Rune Secret Spell Basics (Mastery) Qi Condensing Pill (Proficient)

Realm: Foundation Establishment (Human Dao) Divine Realm (Early Stage)

Divine Power: Immortality

"Damn, Fortune Point hasn’t changed—they must have discovered me. Run!"

Jiang Feng saw his Fortune Point was still at 2033, not a bit higher, and felt his scalp tingle. He ordered the White-headed Eagle King to accelerate at full speed.

"This won’t do. That White-winged Roc is much faster than my Spirit Pet. I’ll never get away like this."

Jiang Feng suddenly realized the problem.

He looked back—even though he couldn’t see the Saintess and her companion for now, his Fortune Point wasn’t rising. They were definitely hot on his trail.

"Xiao Bai, I order you to fly toward the Sea of Blood at top speed. Don’t look back—go!"

Jiang Feng patted the White-headed Eagle King on the head, and after issuing the command, leapt from its back and dove headfirst into the forest below.

"Screee!"

The White-headed Eagle King received Jiang Feng’s order, let out a piercing eagle cry, and soared forward even faster.

As a Spirit Pet, it was absolutely obedient.

"Stop screeching and just go!"

Jiang Feng was speechless—the White-headed Eagle King showed no concern that its cry might be overheard by the White-winged Roc.

But with life on the line, Jiang Feng couldn’t worry about that. He and the White-headed Eagle King split in an L-shaped maneuver, man and eagle each rushing off at top speed in different directions.

"Fwooosh!"

The White-winged Roc flapped its wings, carrying the old curator and Saintess, and in an instant ascended to thousands of meters above. Its eyes seemed to pierce the clouds, spotting the White-headed Eagle King’s flight above.

Moments later, a faint soundwave traveled their way. It recognized the White-headed Eagle King’s cry, and with a shake of its wings, transformed into a streak of white light, darting toward the White-headed Eagle King, faster even than a flying sword shot out by a Qi Condensation Realm cultivator.

"How did they discover me?"

"Was there a problem with Thousand Faces?"

"If there were, I’d have been exposed from the start; it must have been something I left behind at Sword Casting City that gave me away."

"Damn it, from now on, not only do I have to change my face—I even need to alter my living habits."

Jiang Feng racked his brains, trying to deduce where the issue had arisen.

"Heaven and earth mysterious, Eight Desolates Soul Pursuit!"

Atop the White-winged Roc, the Saintess unleashed her Magical Techniques and Divine Power, attempting to lock onto Jiang Feng. She knew Jiang Feng was cunning to the extreme, and worried he’d escape her grasp.

But her power was beneath Jiang Feng’s; the Eight Desolates Soul Pursuit Skill was unable to lock onto him. What’s more, she’d just been deceived by Jiang Feng and showed him utmost respect—she didn’t even dare meet his gaze, making it difficult to sense his aura now.

"Master, I can’t find him!"

The Saintess grew anxious.

"Screech!"

The White-winged Roc shrieked in excitement.

"Don’t panic—Pengpeng’s spotted his Spirit Pet."

The old curator understood the meaning of the White-winged Roc’s cry.

A quarter of an hour later.

The White-winged Roc appeared in the sky over the White-headed Eagle King.