The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

At this point, Fang Lin threw all caution to the wind, releasing more poison smoke and powder in hopes that it could deter the white-clad youth from pursuing him.

Upon seeing the impending poison cloud, the white-clad youth squinted his eyes, refraining from blindly plunging into it.

He pulled out a green bead from his Nine Palace Bag, which hovered around him, absorbing all of the poison smoke and powder deliberately released by Fang Lin.

With this bead leading the way, the white-clad youth remained unimpeded. Upon seeing this, Fang Lin could not help but curse inwardly.

“Boy, if you have any tricks up your sleeve, you better use them now, or we’re both done for!” the Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng shouted in panic.

Fang Lin was silent, thinking that if he died, it would be one thing, but this fellow was invincible, immune to destruction.

During the chase, Fang Lin once again drew his bow and arrow, attempting to deter the white-clad youth.

However, the white-clad youth also had an array of artifacts at his disposal. A bronze mirror flew out, the bright reflection caused the arrows to lose their force midway.

“Damn it! How many treasures does this guy have?” Fang Lin nearly went insane. He put away his bow and arrow and continued to flee.

Twice during the chase, the white-clad youth caught up to Fang Lin, sending him flying with a punch and blood spattering from his mouth. But Fang Lin was determined not to engage him, focusing solely on escaping.

The white-clad youth was irked by his inability to capture Fang Lin. He didn’t expect Fang Lin to be so elusive. He had almost captured him more than once, but Fang Lin had always managed to escape.

“Huh?” Suddenly, the white-clad youth sensed something was amiss. His surroundings began to appear somewhat surreal.

“Damn! An illusion array!” The white-clad youth immediately realized that he had inadvertently stumbled into an illusion array.

Meanwhile, Fang Lin had managed to put some distance between them. Looking back and seeing the white-clad youth standing still in a daze, he snickered inwardly.

The array was hastily set up by Fang Lin with a few Jade Slips, although it was primitive, it should be able to temporarily confuse the white-clad youth.

“Now, watch your death!” demanded Fang Lin, no longer solely focused on escaping, but directly commanded the Boundless Stone out of his hand.

The sphere, emitting a whizzing sound, shot into the array. Despite forewarning, the white-clad youth was caught off guard and desperately dodged, but the Stone managed to hit his arm.

Spurt!!!

In an instant, the left arm of the white-clad youth turned into pieces of flesh, and even a part of his shoulder was completely shattered.

The white-clad youth screamed, taking substantial damage because of bungling. This completely changed the tide of the battle.

Seeing his successful hit, Fang Lin immediately halted and rushed toward the white-clad youth.

“Hahaha! Kill the bastard!” The Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng also screamed, appearing extremely excited.

The white-clad youth, or rather, the red-clad youth as he was now drenched in his own blood, appeared horrifying.

Upon seeing Fang Lin rushing toward him, the white-clad youth grew frantic and attempted to retreat.

Fang Lin sneered. With a wave of his hand, the Boundless Stone returned to his grasp before he threw it once again at the white-clad youth.

At this moment, for the white-clad youth, the Boundless Stone was like a death warrant. Once again rushing toward him, it scared him witless and he dodged out of its way in terror.

Fang Lin missed, and the white-clad youth, clutching his shoulder, fled into the depths of the forest like a dog that had lost its home.

Fang Lin was teetering on the impulse to pursue the white-clad youth, especially enticed by the treasures he possessed.

However, prioritizing his own life, without much hesitation, Fang Lin continued to run towards the edge of the forest.

At the moment, despite temporarily throwing off his pursuer, Fang Lin was also severely wounded. If it weren’t for the effectiveness of the Blood Evil Pill and other Healing Pills that temporarily relieved his injuries, he would have collapsed unconscious.

Fang Lin was aware that the danger had not yet passed. There was perhaps still a formidable member of the Hidden Kill Hall lurking in the forest. If he didn’t escape the forest in time, he’d be marked for death once again.

Fang Lin himself didn’t know how long he had been running for, his legs growing increasingly heavy, darkness creeping in from the corner of his eyes, his injuries finally taking a toll.

Thud!

Fang Lin collapsed onto the ground, fresh blood trickling from his mouth, his surroundings spinning.

“No! Not yet!” Fang Lin bit his tongue, the sharp pain snapping him back to reality. Although every inch of his body was in agony, he persisted in his escape.

To muster his strength, Fang Lin took out the Starlight Grass, took a big bite, and swallowed it.

As soon as the Starlight Grass was ingested, it transformed into a gentle yet vast medicinal power, continuously repairing Fang Lin’s damaged body, and quickly alleviating his injuries.

Fang Lin immediately felt much better, his strength somewhat restored. Gritting his teeth, he continued toward the edge of the forest.

Finally, at nightfall, Fang Lin made it out of the forest, very close to the border of Qian Country.

However, outside the forest, what awaited Fang Lin was a person who sent him to the depths of despair—Gu Daofeng!

Correct, Gu Daofeng, the chief of the Pill Sect, was also standing there. The way he looked, it seemed like he had been waiting for Fang Lin for a long time.

Fang Lin laughed bitterly. Gu Daofeng calmly watched Fang Lin, apparently harboring no malice or murderous intent.

However, Gu Daofeng appearing here definitely had a purpose, and it certainly wasn’t sightseeing. Fang Lin knew without a doubt that Daofeng had been in contact with Gu Hanshan and was part of this ambush.

Known for his treachery, as the chief of the Pill Sect, Gu Daofeng couldn’t let himself be overtly linked to the Hidden Kill Hall. Therefore, he just waited at this inescapable path to Qian Country. If Fang Lin died in the forest, then Gu Daofeng wouldn’t need to intervene.

If Fang Lin managed to escape, he would have to face the formidable Gu Daofeng.

One trap after another, this ambush was extremely dangerous. Anyone else put in this situation would have been dead long ago. Only Fang Lin could incredibly last until this moment and escape the forest.

However, what Fang Lin had to face was the far more terrifying Gu Daofeng.

“Did the leader come all this way to personally greet his disciple?” Fang Lin chuckled, and there was no trace of anxiety or panic on his face that one would expect in the face of a desperate situation. He appeared at ease.

Gu Daofeng gave a small smile in response: “At this point, do you still think you can turn the tide?”

Upon hearing this, Fang Lin’s face displayed a disdainful look: “In order to deal with me, you’ve made such a big fuss, even getting you involved, what an honor it is.”