The carriage rushed back two miles on the way it came, and Gu Shi Yi, with her sharp eyes, immediately spotted a Flight Light approaching from afar in the sky, and she pointed upwards, exclaiming in fright,
"It's coming! It's coming!"
The old Coachman's eyesight was just as good as hers. Seeing this, he pulled the reins again, turned the carriage around on the spot, and continued to race forward. Gu Shi Yi sat on the wildly running carriage, tightly gripping the side frame, and turned to look at the sky; she recognized this person. It was Shang San, whose clothes were all blown to shreds, looking unspeakably wretched!
It was hard to say whether Shang San was unlucky or lucky!
Today, he had been staying in a civilian house near the Sun Residence while his master went to the Market in the city to gather information. When Shang San noticed that Gu Shi Yi had left the city, he quickly sent a Sound Transmission Talisman to his master and then hurriedly chased after her!
He was also careless, having not paid enough attention to that old geezer, never expecting to fall victim to the machinations of a mere mortal and suffering a serious injury from the explosion caused by something the old man produced.
Although Shang San was a Great Cultivator, his Cultivation had not reached the level where his flesh was as solid as steel; he felt pain from knife wounds and lost flesh and skin from explosions!
Shang San turned into a bloodied figure and fell to the ground, and it was only thanks to his Mana for Body Protection that, while he suffered severe flesh wounds, his vitals remained intact!
After the carriage escaped, he lay there for quite a while before regaining consciousness. He reached for his Storage Bag at his waist, only to find that all his clothes had been blown to tatters. Although the Storage Bag was bound to its owner, it couldn't withstand the force of the explosion and was blasted away. When he moved his Divine Sense intending to connect with his Storage Bag, he discovered it had fallen into a deep ditch!
Shang San was not a Great Cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage whose Divine Sense could reach hundreds of miles away to retrieve objects marked with his own seal. The Storage Bag had fallen too far, and he couldn't pull it back to him. Having no choice, he lay there, slowly recovering from his injuries with his Mana, and only when he was able to prop himself up did he struggle to get up and stagger over to retrieve the Storage Bag. This delay caused him to be a bit late in the chase!
During the pursuit, he indeed discovered the heavy Yin Energy radiating from Wei Chuan, but the jade box, carrying the Mark of his master's Seal, was not in that direction. Hesitating for a moment, he still followed the jade box and sent another message to his master, who had arrived. The two split up, each pursuing their targets separately!
After this pursuit, he finally managed to catch up with the carriage!
Shang San's Flight Light had not arrived yet, but his Divine Sense reached it first, detecting the scent of the jade box and he burst into wild laughter,
"Run! Run! Even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will catch you. Once you fall into my hands, I will extract your souls, flay your flesh, and make your lives worse than death!"
Seeing Shang San's ferocious face in the sky, Gu Shi Yi felt utterly miserable. She reached into her chest to touch the jade box,
"They've already caught up, there's no need for me to die for someone with the surname Wei!"
Without hesitation, she reached out to throw the object away, but the Old Coachman was furious at the sight and slashed at Gu Shi Yi with his claws. This time, Shi Yi wasn't about to comply meekly!
"What a joke, if I don't throw away this troublemaker, my little life is really at stake!"
So she dodged the Old Coachman's claws, raised the jade box high,
"Off you go!"
"You dare!"
The Old Coachman was furious and struck out with his palm. Gu Shi Yi failed to dodge this time and was hit on her left shoulder; she, along with the box, fell from the rushing carriage!
This might also be due to her bad luck. They had been too preoccupied with their struggle on the carriage to notice that it had already reached a narrow path by a cliffside. Gu Shi Yi fell from the carriage, rolled a few times on the ground, and then tumbled down...
Feeling her body plummet, Gu Shi Yi knew things had gone south; if she wasn't killed by someone's hand, she would die from the fall!
However, in mid-air, she didn't flail her limbs around wildly; instead, she closed her eyes tightly, hugging the jade box with both hands, beneath which was the small cloth pouch on her chest containing her dear friend!
"There's nothing else I can do. It's all down to luck now. Master! Master... please bless me! You must bless me!"
"Splash..."
A loud sound of hitting water rang out, as Gu Shi Yi fell into a rapid mountain stream. The stream was wide, rushing down from the high mountains, and not far ahead was a deep pool. The water quality in this mountain was excellent: the deep pool was like a piece of jade inlaid among the woods—crystal clear. The sunlight shone into it, and one could see small fish swimming about.