Chapter 702 Be a Pirate?

Xi Ping knew that the pirates behind him must have seen Qingyang's Yufeng Gourd. Such a valuable flying spiritual weapon would not be easily let go by the pirates. So after the four people separated, the first target the pirates would chase was definitely Qingyang. Xiying had the highest cultivation among the four people, so it was no wonder that the second target the pirates would chase was also Xiying.

The pirates had limited energy, and their main forces were used to chase Qingyang and Xiying, so they spent less time on him and Xiao Yuhan. In this case, escaping did not seem difficult.

Xiao Yuhan definitely supported Xi Ping's opinion. Instead of waiting to die, it was better to escape and save their lives first. Xiying hesitated a little, but thought about it. There was only one late-stage foundation-building cultivator behind him. Qingyang was the first target, so wouldn't his risk be smaller? If only the foundation-building cultivators chased him, his chances of escaping would definitely be higher.

Others had the same idea, so Qingyang naturally had nothing to say. He had many more ways to save his life than others, so he was not necessarily more dangerous than others.

The four of them quickly reached a consensus. Qingyang slowed down the Yufeng Gourd a little bit. Xiping offered a small golden flying sword and was the first to step on it and fly to the left front. Then Xiao Yuhan threw out his Yin Yang Slash and Xiying also offered his Purple Cloud Board. One flew to the left and the other to the right. They each drove their spiritual tools away from the Yufeng Gourd. Seeing that he was the only one left on the big gourd, Qingyang accelerated instantly and continued to move forward.

Xiping and Xiao Yuhan did not have special flying spiritual tools, so they could only use their commonly used spiritual tools to fly. Although it was much slower than the Yufeng Gourd, it was safer to separate.

The yellow-faced pirate behind had already seen the changes in front of him, and he had already responded to it. With a wave of his hand, the four people behind him split into three groups, chasing Xiao Yuhan, Xiying, and Xiping respectively, while he himself chased Qingyang closely. He made this decision because, on the one hand, only his lightning shuttle could catch up with the Yufeng Gourd, and on the other hand, the Yufeng Gourd was of high value, so he had to go and get it himself.

Without the burden of the other three, the Yufeng Gourd flew more easily, but it was still slightly slower than the speed of the lightning shuttle behind, and it would be caught up sooner or later.

However, Qingyang did not give up because this place was only a dozen miles away from the pirate group. For a foundation-building cultivator, this distance could be reached in an incense stick of time. No matter what happened, other pirates would be able to quickly support him. Staying here would only lead to death.

Now Qingyang had only one thought, that is, to run as far as possible. Only when he completely left the range of these pirates' activities, would he have room for maneuver in war or peace.

The two chased and fled, Qingyang was focused on escaping, while the yellow-faced monk tried his best to chase him. In the blink of an eye, two quarters of an hour passed, Qingyang had run more than a hundred miles, and the yellow-faced pirate was less than twenty feet away from Qingyang. It would only take a moment to catch up.

At this distance, the yellow-faced pirate could already see the expression of the person in front of him. Seeing that Qingyang was only a cultivator at the second level of foundation building, the yellow-faced pirate couldn't help but smile and said, "Boy, you are at the end of your rope now. I advise you to be sensible and surrender."

Feeling that the pirates were getting closer and closer to him, Qingyang was anxious, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he sneered and said, "You pirates are inhumane. You are willing to kill hundreds of cultivators for some money and spiritual stones. Can't I just surrender and let you kill me?"

Anyway, they were about to catch up with this guy, so the yellow-faced cultivator was not in a hurry and said, "Inhumaneness is only for those who are disobedient or those who would rather die than give up money. As long as you obediently hand over the treasures on your body, it is not impossible to spare your life. I think you are quite smart. If you are willing to join the pirates, I can plead with the boss for you."

"Let me join you? Absolutely impossible." Qingyang said.

The yellow-faced pirate advised, "What's wrong with being a pirate? You are free and can do whatever you want. No one can control you. If you don't like someone, you can kill them at will. If you like a female cultivator, you can just rob her. Isn't it comfortable to live like this?"

"If you want me to be a pirate, then forget it." Qingyang refused.

Seeing that he said all the good things but the other party didn't give him any face, the yellow-faced pirate was immediately angry and said, "I am really angry. I persuaded you with good words because you are smart. I didn't expect you to be so unrealistic. Don't blame me for being rude..."

At this time, the two were less than ten feet apart. For a cultivator, this distance is like standing face to face. He doesn't even need to speed up. He can attack by controlling the spiritual weapon with his mind. Seeing that he couldn't escape, Qingyang simply stopped and put away the wind-controlling gourd.

Before the yellow-faced pirate finished speaking, Qingyang stopped. Thinking that his persuasion had worked, he jumped off the lightning shuttle, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Boy, you are smart. You know that you can't escape from Master Huang's palm. Just hand over your gourd obediently."

Qingyang looked at him with a slanted eye, as if he was looking at an idiot: "If you want it, come and get it yourself."

"Boy, you dare to tease me?" The yellow-faced pirate said angrily.

Qingyang sneered: "I'm here. If you want to fight or kill, just do it. You are so long-winded and reluctant to do it. I don't know how you have cultivated to this level."

Qingyang's words completely pissed off the yellow-faced pirate, who angrily said, "I'm so angry. You are just a second-level foundation-building cultivator, but you dare to provoke me, a late-stage foundation-building cultivator. You are really courting death. Even if a god comes, don't think of saving you from me this time."

Before he finished speaking, the yellow-faced pirate's mind moved, and a four-foot-long water-dividing thorn suddenly appeared in the air, stabbing directly at Qingyang's chest. The yellow-faced pirate was really pissed off by Qingyang this time, and he immediately used his middle-grade attack spirit weapon, the water-dividing thorn. This move was another angry attack by a late-stage foundation-building cultivator, intending to completely take Qingyang's life.

How can the attack of a late-stage foundation-building cultivator be underestimated? The water-dividing thorn stabbed towards Qingyang with boundless power, as if to destroy everything and penetrate everything. Qingyang had grown up, and this was the first time he faced the attack of a late-stage foundation-building cultivator. It was also the first time he felt so helpless, like a lonely grass about to face a storm.

Before this, Qingyang had hesitated whether to completely anger the cultivator in front of him, but after thinking it over again and again, he decided to take a risk. He knew very well that he could not defeat a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, nor could he escape the pursuit of a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. He could only use sudden means to suppress the other party while the other party did not know him, and look for a chance to escape.