C10 (1/2)

It was already the third day since Chu Ling left the sect. However, even with Little Fatso specially driving the horses away, he still hadn't walked out from the Cangmang Mountain Range yet.

After all, there were rumors saying that the Cangmang Mountain Range stretched far and wide for thirty thousand miles, and to the Cangmang Mountain Range people of Yan Nation, this Guiyuan Sect was nothing more than a small mound of dirt on top of this mountain range.

In addition, this old horse was really old and frail. It was hard for him to get up fast.

In these three days, Chu Ling had wanted to split the Pill between Lu Xun countless of times. However, due to the lack of an excuse, he could only bear with it.

It was not that he was worried about Lu Xun, it was because this Green Wood Pill Furnace was definitely a treasure that would make everyone in the Tianyuan Continent go crazy for, so knowing about it was not a good thing for Lu Xun.

Moreover, there were countless battle skills and secret techniques on the Tianyuan Continent. There were more than ten types of techniques that could search the soul that Chu Ling knew of, and anyone that was used would basically become an idiot. He didn't want Lu Xun to suffer such hardships.

In the Tianyuan Continent, weapons were divided into Spirit Treasures, Magic Tools, and Magic Treasures, and every type was also divided into upper, middle, and lower ranks, as well as top-quality four ranks.

Although Chu Ling had never experienced the might of some top-grade treasures, Chu Ling had a faint feeling that even those top-grade treasures, Green Wood Pill Furnace s would not be inferior to them.

Just as Chu Ling was about to go to the horse carriage with a jug of wine and listen to the little fatty's chatter, Chu Ling took a break.

The carriage, which had been slowly moving forward, suddenly stopped. Following which, the body of the carriage, which had been slowly moving forward, suddenly rose up along with the roar of the old horse. After that, in just an instant, the carriage landed heavily on the ground.

The already old carriage gave off a series of sounds, almost falling apart.

”Hehe, like I said, even though your Guiyuan Sect is shabby, how can there possibly be such a inferior horse?

This time, it's actually you, Chu Ling! I say you're really a piece of trash with a lame leg, but you can't sit in such a shabby horse carriage!

”If you really can't afford a horse, you can also find me. After all, I'm the one who crippled your leg, and you're a dog my big brother kept. If you beg me, I won't have a problem giving you a good horse!”

When Chu Ling heard this, and walked out of the carriage, he saw a cultivator riding a fine, tall horse coming out from the forest not far away. Behind him were five men with unfriendly expressions, and couldn't help but frown.

The horse that the leader was riding was obviously not ordinary, and was more than two times bigger than the old horse that Chu Ling was riding just now.

The horse had layers of thin scales around its body and there was a three-inch-long red horn in the middle of its head. It looked extremely mighty.

Their horses were called Scaled Horses, and although they were not considered rare, they required at least over a thousand Spiritual Stone.

It should be known that, even for disciples of the Guiyuan Sect, they would only be able to receive two Spiritual Stone s from the sect every month. As for the thousand or so Spiritual Stone s, many people had never even seen them before.

Therefore, to be able to ride a Scaled Horned Horse near the Guiyuan Sect or even the Yan Nation, it was definitely not a simple feat.

When Chu Ling saw the approaching person, his eyes instantly turned cold. After all, he was very familiar with the person, he had seen the Spotless Sect page from the Guiyuan Hall, and it was just as Han Pu said, his leg was the one that crippled him back then.

”Korean page? ”What do you mean?” Chu Ling said as he looked at the old horse who was killed by an arrow.

”Ha ha!” Han Pu laughed coldly, and touched the red horn of the Scaled Horned Horse by himself, and said indifferently: ”I heard that you gave Senior Sister Xu Qing a headache.

Of course, the most important thing is that since I was the one who crippled you, you actually dared to cure him. Then, I might have to make another move, but this time, what I want is not only your leg, but your life! ”

As soon as Han Yi finished speaking, he did not give Chu Ling any time to react at all. Both of his legs lightly pressed against the belly of the Scaled Horned Horse, and he once again rushed towards Chu Ling.