Translator: Jon Editor : Dhael Ligerkeys Many cultivators from Thousand Demon Ridge had gathered in the teahouse, and some of them were powerful. However, they did not have the confidence to kill Lu Ye. As long as Lu Ye continued to hide in the Divine Trade Association, there was nothing much they could do. Moreover, there was a Divine Opportunity Column in the Association, which meant that he could return to Jiu Zhou at any moment. It could be said that Lu Ye was currently much safer than when he was in Ameliorate Valley back then. Most of the cultivators from Thousand Demon Ridge gathering in this place were unresigned while some of them were trying their luck. What if Lu Ye came out of the Divine Trade Association all of a sudden? After all, he probably had no idea so many people were keeping an eye on the entrance of the Association. After waiting for so many days, many people were running out of patience. Nevertheless, they were unwilling to leave just like that, so they decided to wait for several days more and see if there would be a turn of events. Around 80 per cent of the cultivators would be gone if Lu Ye was still nowhere in sight in half a month. After all, no one was willing to keep waiting forever unless they were certain about the man’s whereabouts. Something happened one afternoon. Since there were many cultivators in the teahouse, the place had been clamorous. Nevertheless, there came a moment when all the noise died down, as though someone had cast a barrier around the place, making it fall silent all of a sudden. At the tables near the windows, the cultivators looked in the Divine Trade Association’s direction in disbelief because a figure had appeared out of nowhere. The person was wearing a mask, and no one noticed when he appeared at the entrance. It seemed that he had just stepped out of the Divine Trade Association. In Jiu Zhou, many cultivators loved wearing masks, especially the furtive Ghost Cultivators. Therefore, the mask did not tell them anything about the person’s identity. Although a person’s face could be concealed, his figure could not be changed. The cultivators from Thousand Demon Ridge were surprised because the person’s figure was similar to Lu Ye. As though noticing their stares, the person, who was at the entrance, looked up at the second floor of the teahouse. As their eyes met, these cultivators appeared nervous and excited. They were excited because the person was most likely Lu Yi Ye, which meant that he had been hiding in the Divine Trade Association. On the other hand, they were nervous because he had noticed what was going on in the teahouse. As such, no one dared to step out of it. If he turned around and entered the Association, there was nothing much they could do about it. The standoff lasted for a moment before the person, who was believed to be Lu Yi Ye, stepped out of the Association’s compound while everyone was watching. The cultivators from Thousand Demon Ridge almost broke into a state of ecstasy. Behind the mask, Lu Ye appeared helpless. Previously, the manager from Divine Trade Association gave him a heads-up that many cultivators from Thousand Demon Ridge were keeping an eye on him out there. Much to Lu Ye’s surprise, many people were still waiting for him to show up after so many days. [These guys are pretty patient, huh?] Certainly, he had a safer way of dealing with this situation, which was to return to the Divine Trade Association and go back to Jiu Zhou. When he came back one month later, no one would find out where he was hiding. Nevertheless, if he wanted to do that, he would’ve made such a decision back in Ameliorate Valley instead of waiting until now. Moreover, it would not make a difference even if he came back one month later, for those from Thousand Demon Ridge were monitoring him. Wherever he was, he would attract trouble as long as he had the guts to show up in front of people, unless he stayed in his Sect in Jiu Zhou forever. Since it was useless to conceal his face, Lu Ye took off his mask the moment he left the Divine Trade Association. At that instant, those people’s gazes turned sharp as they stared at him. It was merely speculation a while ago. Now that Lu Ye had no face mask on, they could confirm his identity. The next moment, Lu Ye dropped a Spirit Boat on the floor and stepped on it while activating his power. Then, the boat shot into the sky and turned into a ray of light before charging forward in a particular direction. “Run after him!” someone yelled from the teahouse. Following that, all of them got to their feet and leapt out of the windows. Besides the teahouse, a lot of figures appeared all of a sudden from the buildings around the Divine Trade Association as they shot into the sky. The teahouse, which was originally full of customers, was now empty. The other cultivators, who had no idea what was going on, were all stunned. They wondered what had just happened. In the sky, Lu Ye was in front while over 300 rays of colourful lights raced after him. At first glance, one might think that he was leading these cultivators to do something important. In truth, these cultivators were eager to tear him apart. They initially thought that as long as Lu Ye had the guts to leave the Divine Trade Association, he would be doomed. However, not long after the pursuit started, they realised things were different from what they had imagined. “How is he moving so fast?” someone asked doubtfully. He was an Eighth-Order Cloud River Realm Master. Although he was not particularly dexterous, his speed was above average. Supposedly, a Fifth-Order Cloud River Realm Master like Lu Ye could never get rid of him. In reality, he could not shorten the gap between Lu Ye and him. In other words, Lu Ye, despite being a Fifth-Order Master, could move as quickly as an Eighth-Order one. How fast a cultivator could fly depended on his cultivation. Usually, the stronger a cultivator was, the faster he could fly. As such, weaker cultivators could hardly escape from the stronger ones. Since they were unable to flee or defeat the other party, they were basically doomed. Certainly, the Flight-Type Artifacts they used made a difference too. Different Flight-Type Artifacts had different seals, which brought different benefits to the cultivators. Some high-quality Flight-Type Artifacts could help cultivators fly faster, but they were naturally costly. The Eighth-Order Master soon realised that artifacts that were expensive to other cultivators were nothing in Lu Ye’s eyes. That was because this guy had tons of Contribution points. He could even use Divine Opportunity Columns without any worries. Therefore, it was not surprising that he could buy a top-notch Flight-Type Artifact from the Vault of Providence. As his jealousy burned within him, he was determined to end Lu Ye’s life. Nevertheless, he came to realise that he would not have the chance to kill Lu Ye because those Ninth-Order Masters were flying faster than he was, and the gap between Lu Ye and them was shortening. Lu Ye would be doomed as soon as he was caught. He found it to be a shame that he was an Eighth-Order Master instead of a Ninth-Order one. As time passed, the gap between the more than 300 people from the City of Heavens widened. The weakest cultivators lagged behind while the stronger ones were in front. The more than ten people in the front row were all Ninth-Order Cloud River Realm Masters. They madly activated their powers to drive their artifacts forward. At this point, they had to be quicker than the others if they wanted to kill Lu Ye. After all, Lu Ye only had one head. The one who made a move first could potentially end his life. In front of them, Lu Ye stuffed some Spirit Pills into his mouth and refined them. Although many cultivators from Thousand Demon Ridge were running after him, he was not flustered. He was even in the mood to evaluate his heritage. Certainly, he did not leave the Divine Trade Association openly, in front of so many cultivators, because he was out of his mind. Instead, he had the confidence to solve the crisis. Obviously, he would not be a match for so many people. He would be bound to go to Hell if he was caught. Nevertheless, the prerequisite was that they could catch him. Presently, he had only activated his power to drive the Spirit Boat and blessed the artifact with Windwalk, which allowed him to fly as quickly as an Eighth-Order Master. With that said, it was not the limit of his speed. After the evaluation, he believed that if he fully activated his power, he could even get rid of those Ninth-Order Masters. Despite being a Fifth-Order Master, he was able to pull off such a feat thanks to an opportunity he had found in Fox Immortal Valley. At that time, he got blessings from the Heavens, which allowed his already ample heritage to reach even greater heights and him to ascend to the next Order. Therefore, not only was he able to defeat more powerful cultivators, but he could also fly faster. Certainly, that did not mean he would absolutely be safe from the Ninth-Order Masters’ pursuit. He was no match for those Ninth-Order Masters when it came to his Spiritual Power reserve. Regardless of how ample his heritage was and how solid his foundation was, his Spiritual Power was not comparable to them since he was four Orders behind them. Moreover, he had to consume a lot of energy to sustain Windwalk. Although the pursuit had just started, he was ready to replenish his Spiritual Power at any moment. The average cultivator did not have such convenience. After all, they could not get the most out of the medicinal efficacies when they refined pills during a pursuit. However, Lu Ye wasn not affected one bit. In the past, he did not have the chance to compete with the Ninth-Order Masters to figure out how fast he could fly. After giving it a try, he was more confident. Suddenly, he heard someone barking resentfully from behind, “You can never run away from us, Lu Yi Ye! Stop right there and get ready to get killed!” Lu Ye simply ignored the person. Honestly, he had heard similar words on many occasions, but he was still alive and kicking. On the other hand, those cultivators from Thousand Demon Ridge, who tried making things difficult for him, ended up in a horrible state. The last person who said such a thing to him was Song Zhui, who was from Rainbow Temple. As time passed, the gap between the Ninth-Order Masters and Lu Ye was shortening. It was to the point where they were able to make a move. At the same time, Lu Ye could feel that their ferocious Qi had locked onto him from behind. Just as those cultivators were ready to make a move, Lu Ye plunged all of a sudden, which astounded all of them. Displeased, they hurriedly activated their powers and dispersed. Following that, they looked down and saw Lu Ye turning around and brushing past them. He was far away from them in the blink of an eye as he was returning to where he came from.