This was also the reason she did not choose to take the opportunity to kill Lin Yue.
Su Ziqiu gritted her teeth and used all her strength to turn herself over, then began attempting to support her body with her feeble arms, trying to drag herself to slowly escape.
But with the strength she had now, she couldn't support her own body at all.
She spent quite a bit of effort, only managing to crawl forward about one foot's distance.
Su Ziqiu glanced at Lin Yue again, confirmed he was still not awake, and continued to crawl forward.
At least she could still move, which gave her hope of escape.
After a while,
Su Ziqiu had crawled another half foot distance when she suddenly heard the sound of leaves being crushed behind her, and her face stiffened.
"You're too slow, aren't you?"
She heard a familiar and hateful voice behind her, and footsteps approached her.
Then, a foot stepped onto her back, completely pressing down her barely supported body.
Su Ziqiu trembled slightly all over, feeling both despair and anger, and then felt her body being turned over. She saw Lin Yue's face reappear before her eyes.
"After so long, you've barely crawled this far?"
Lin Yue looked at her with a mocking smile, squatted down, and brushed off the leaves and dust from her body.
—Not to clean her, but mainly because he had to carry her up the mountain later.
"Were you pretending to be unconscious on purpose?" Su Ziqiu gritted her teeth, staring at him intently.
"I just woke up a bit earlier than you."
Lin Yue gave her a casual glance, then began brushing off the dust and leaves from his own body.
"What do you mean?" Su Ziqiu's voice was weak, but one could still hear the hatred that came from her bones.
After finishing, Lin Yue squatted beside her, smiling and saying, "During these days when you've been in a coma, you might not know, but that Great Commander of the Northwest Pass, Baili Fengzhi, came to Qingdu looking for you."
"Baili Fengzhi?" Su Ziqiu was stunned.
Though a sliver of hope emerged in her heart, she didn't feel there was anything to be pleased about.
Since this cautious and cunning scoundrel dared tell her, it must be because he was confident she wouldn't meet Baili Fengzhi. Otherwise, with his nature, he wouldn't let her know even the tiniest detail.
The only purpose he had for letting her know these things was to torture her spirit.
—Hope was both the most beautiful and the most torturous existence.
Lin Yue took a black sesame pill from his sleeve, squeezed Su Ziqiu's cheeks, and forcefully stuffed it into her mouth before lifting her onto his back.
As he walked towards the depths of the forest, he spoke casually, "Disappointed? I was just worried Baili Fengzhi sent people to follow me, so I pretended to suddenly fall ill and faint, feigning a near-death state, to test if there were any trackers."
If Baili Fengzhi had sent someone to follow him, naturally, she wouldn't want him to leave Qingdu, nor let him die easily.
Therefore, Lin Yue took half a 'Turtle Breath Powder,' reducing his breathing and heartbeat to test if there were followers.
This elixir was something he obtained through a secret at the First Ring Level.
Though Turtle Breath Powder was not considered a Spirit Pill, it was extremely rare.
The medicine could be used when suffering from severe poison, greatly reducing breathing and heartbeat, and slowing blood flow, resembling a dying state, to delay the onset of the poison, thus gaining time for rescue.
He only took half, which could sustain him for an hour or so.
If there really were followers sent by Baili Fengzhi, they would likely be Martial Artists with high martial skills. Once they saw him collapse, even from a distance, they should notice he was in a near-death state.
At that time, to save him or to check his condition, they would naturally show themselves.
"Unfortunately, this act was performed in vain."
Lin Yue sighed with regret, "It seems Baili Fengzhi really thinks my suspicion is low enough to ignore, not having sent anyone to follow me. My prepared contingencies are useless."
He was also somewhat surprised that Baili Fengzhi trusted him more than he had anticipated?
Perhaps it was because...
Lin Yue suddenly recalled that day in prison when Baili Fengzhi spoke privately with Daoist Tu, and the strange behavior after meeting him again.
She not only examined his body but also cut his palm.
It was really strange.
What exactly did the old drunkard tell Baili Fengzhi?
With doubts in his heart, Lin Yue was too lazy to talk much. He quietly carried Su Ziqiu up the mountain.
Although the mountain path was rather bumpy, at least the slopes of this low mountain were gentle, making it easy to climb.
In less than half an hour, Lin Yue reached the mountainside. Following the route he had taken before, he pushed aside the tall wild grasses and finally arrived near a natural Stone Forest.
"Almost there."
Lin Yue slightly tilted his head, glanced at Su Ziqiu on his back with the corner of his eye, and a smile appeared on his lips.
"It's time to restore you to your noble princely identity, Xiahong Lie, Your Highness."