Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 294 - 294 293 Panicked Escape

294: Chapter 293: Panicked Escape 294: Chapter 293: Panicked Escape All members of the Bai Family stood up, looking gravely at Third Master Bai.

“Liuyang Daoist Palace has sounded the alarm.

Wu Sect cultivators are approaching.

The one who passed on the message is none other than our old servant here.

Perhaps he’s no longer content with being a shopkeeper and aspires to be the boss?

Let’s leave now, head out the north gate, to Shan Country!”

Six people in the group, no one raised objections, meals no longer mattered, all of them quietly left through the secluded rear door of the inn; there were many cultivators in Liuyang City, it wouldn’t do to fly high and draw attention.

Several li outside the city, they could no longer afford to worry about others.

Third Master Bai flicked his hand, releasing a shuttle-shaped flying boat.

Everyone leaped aboard, and the flying boat sped toward the border like a bolt of lightning.

There are such advantages in a wealthy family’s escape, no treasures were lacking, they had everything they needed.

Once the flying boat took to the air, it immediately became a target for cultivators to lock onto because a cultivator’s Divine Sense can reach the furthest in the sky; it wasn’t a matter of right or wrong, needing both speed and stealth was difficult to achieve.

All Third Master Bai could do was to fly as low as possible, which might at least reduce the target range a little.

For a distance of less than a hundred li, there was no way to run overland, speed was of the utmost importance to them.

On the flying boat, several young members of the Bai Family remained silent, the news came too abruptly, but if it was a warning from Liuyang Daoist Palace, they had to take it seriously.

Bai Susu glanced at the others and took hold of Bai Qingqian’s sleeve next to her, “Seventh Sister, you guessed it all along, what do you think we should do now?”

Bai Qingqian shook her head and gave a bitter smile, “What comes next can’t be solved by strategies.

In the Cultivation World, the key to solving problems lies in strength.”

Bai Zongsheng then asked, “Great-Uncle, now that Wu Sect has shown its true colors, how are Great-Granduncle and Second Great-Uncle doing?”

Third Master Bai didn’t look back, simply pushed the flying boat to its highest speed, because he knew that in such a pursuit, one couldn’t expect the disciples of the Wu Sect to play by the rules and not cross into the Poplar Forest.

They didn’t have backup on the Shan Country side, and the Quanzhen Sect wouldn’t bother to guard everywhere along the border, so it was completely possible for them to occasionally catch someone and retreat back, and without evidence, the Quanzhen Sect wouldn’t be able to do anything.

As for Bai Lao Da and Bai Lao Er, the residing Daoists of Liuyang Daoist Palace didn’t mention them, but this omission gave Third Master Bai an even greater sense of impending doom.

The flying boat was quick, the Bai Family’s possessions were all top grade.

It wasn’t long before they saw a forest in the distance, looking down from the sky it seemed like a green dragon stretching out, its claws bared and teeth flashing.

If they had another quarter of an hour, once they flew past this Poplar Forest, they would be much safer.

After all, even if the Daoists of Wu Sect truly crossed the border, they wouldn’t dare to be too reckless.

Just as hope began to emerge, danger arrived in an instant.

In the distance, three figures were rapidly chasing after the flying boat, cultivators employing their escape techniques.

There’s an iron law in the Cultivation World that cannot be surpassed: no flying artifact could ever be faster than a cultivator of the same realm.

Flying artifacts can carry more people and have greater endurance, but what they cannot have is higher speed because that would violate the rules of heaven and earth.

Bai Sanye’s mind raced as he calculated the relative speeds and distances between them and their pursuers, weighing at which point they might be overtaken.

The good news was that they might just barely make it past the Poplar Forest and into the borders of Shan Country, but he wasn’t sure what kind of orders the pursuers had received—would they dare to cross the border in pursuit?

Aboard the Flying Boat, Bai Qingqian also realized this and loudly reminded, “Uncle, given the situation, there’s nothing they wouldn’t dare to do!”

Bai Sanye steeled his heart, “Everyone prepare, I’m going to descend into the Poplar Forest.

Once we’re there, we’ll scatter and break through on our own—every man for himself!”

In the process of fleeing, it was crucial to avoid dawdling and sticking together for false courage—scattering was the only way.

Besides, among their group, only Bai Sanye was of the Tongxuan Realm; the rest were minor Cultivators without the strength to resist.

In truth, even Bai Sanye didn’t stand much of a chance, as a Cultivator who had ascended by using resources rather than one tempered through countless trials by the Wu Sect.

For a group like theirs, the Wu Sect had surprisingly dispatched three Tongxuan Cultivators to chase them down—they were certainly held in high regard.

The Flying Boat was pushed to its limits, not just with Bai Sanye’s mana in full burst, but also with the continuous addition of Top Grade Spirit Stones.

In the face of life itself, any resource was expendable.

Bai Sanye stabilized the Flying Boat, which was flying so fast it was nearly falling apart, and bellowed, “After entering the Poplar Forest, you have three options: run towards Shan Country, do the exact opposite, or find a concealed place to hide, as long as you have the confidence to evade the pursuit of the Tongxuan Cultivators.

I won’t dictate which course you should take.

Your lives are in your own hands!

But do not follow me, for I am their primary target!”

The disciples nodded silently.

They were not lacking in treasures meant for escaping and hiding; they had been prepared for such a day, though no one had imagined it would actually come.

Even the Bai Family, who had always lived a life of privilege and dominance, had fallen to such straits.

A voice echoed from behind them, “People of the Bai Family, listen well.

We have come here to escort you back to Divine City to verify some matters, not to take your lives; but if you defy our advice, resist stubbornly to the end, and choose the path of no return, then do not blame the Wu Sect for showing you no courtesy.”

The Bai Family members remained indifferent.

They were all adults who understood basic reasoning.

Maybe they weren’t being killed now, but what about later?

Once the resources were seized and their freedom restricted, who would perpetually pay attention after the storm had passed and an ‘accident’ occurred?

To the Bai Family, who had been immersed in commercial conspiracies from an early age, these tricks were all too transparent.

They too possessed pride; there was no chance they would bear humiliation and pressure, for their opponent was an overwhelming giant that could not be shouldered.

The Flying Boat screamed as it nosedived towards the Poplar Forest.

The three Wu Sect Cultivators were extremely cunning; their initial pace had been undeniably deceptive, and they made a sudden acceleration once they were within a certain distance.

If it weren’t for Bai Sanye’s early decision to take shelter in the woods, that sudden increase in speed alone would have been enough to shatter the Flying Boat in the sky.

“Children, remember where you must go, for the future of the Bai Family—we will never surrender!

As long as we survive, there will always come a day when we see the Wu Sect crumble.”

Each individual had a different destination across various countries and regions.

Apart from Bai Sanye, who was destined for Shan Country, the closest to Anhe, all other Bai Family disciples were scattered far and wide, even beyond the southwest regions.

Only by going far enough could they shake off the Wu Sect’s pursuit.

The Flying Boat plunged headlong into the Poplar Forest, plowing a massive trench through the ground and knocking down scores of trees, scaring birds and beasts into fleeing in every direction.

The six aboard the boat jumped off, each choosing a direction to leave.

Among them were valuable Puppets and Spiritual Beasts sowing confusion, creating as many as dozens of trails at the scene, all to buy enough time for their escape.