Our Family Charges Together!

Travel Cultivators were exceptionally sensitive to distance. Li Banfeng estimated that he was over eight hundred paces away from the Great Totem. As the Great Totem drew closer, its fighting spirit surged higher, and the Totem Army's morale grew fiercer. Fortunately, Li Banfeng had used his technique of Opinionated Self-Will to screen out the mind-swaying methods of the Thought Cultivators, Lever Cultivators, and Virtue Cultivators; even several Literature Cultivator techniques had been disrupted, leaving the rest to be settled by raw force. The whole family was gathered in the main room, anxiously watching through the train windows. Yuan Miaoping called toward the second room, "Madam, let the Chief try my methods first!" Zhao Xiaowan agreed. "Husband, borrow an Electric Cultivator technique!" The companion dwelling transmitted the message immediately. Using the Sprawling Compound technique, with the Little Train and Hong Ying serving as conduits, Li Banfeng borrowed Yuan Miaoping's art. The two had practiced together several times before, so Li Banfeng knew a fair bit about handling Electric Cultivator techniques. He first summoned two rainclouds that flew extremely low—half cloud, half mist—drifting straight into the enemy formation. Li Banfeng exerted the technique once more, and the two rainclouds converged. Amid flashing lightning and rolling thunder, a vast swath of the Totem Army was struck down, collapsing to the ground one after another. If Yuan Miaoping had unleashed this technique herself, at least dozens of enemy troops would have been killed or wounded. But Li Banfeng's ability had its limits; within three to five seconds, the fallen soldiers were all scrambling back to their feet. Yuan Miaoping gritted her teeth in frustration. "What a useless—" She wanted to say "good-for-nothing," but feared Hong Ying would pummel her, so she swallowed her words. Yet even three to five seconds of breathing room was quite a boon. Li Banfeng had closed the distance to the Great Totem considerably, by his estimation about five hundred paces away. Dozens of Totem soldiers accompanied by Poison Cultivators blocked his path ahead. In stealthy silence, a poisonous mist enveloped Li Banfeng. Logically, Poison Cultivators appearing among the enemy ranks shouldn't have been bad news for Li Banfeng. They tended to disrupt their own side's overall formation, since Poison Cultivators exerted a heavy toll on their allies, whereas Li Banfeng's Dwelling Cultivator physique could withstand it directly. Yet the Great Totem's micromanagement was exceedingly refined. Alongside the Poison Cultivator soldiers were Food Cultivators and Wind Cultivators. The Wind Cultivators controlled the direction of the poisonous mist, steering the guided vapor solely at Li Banfeng, while any mist that slipped out of control was directly devoured and digested by the Food Cultivators. To control Poison Cultivators with such pinpoint precision—Li Banfeng had truly broadened his horizons! Fifth Sister shouted, "Teacher Seven, if they swallow, we'll swallow too!" She wanted Li Banfeng to use a Food Cultivator technique, but Zhao Xiaowan was ill at ease. Of the entire household, only Zhao Xiaowan remained inside the second room, because she could not look out the train windows. Even a single glance at the Great Totem would trigger severe symptoms in her. Though she could not see the battle, Zhao Xiaowan understood Li Banfeng. Swallowing poison was easy, but neutralizing it was difficult. Unless a Food Cultivator attained a certain level, they could not safely consume what a Poison Cultivator produced. Sprawling Compound was one of the techniques Li Banfeng was least adept at. Zhao Xiaowan asked Fifth Sister, "Can my husband endure the toxicity?" Fifth Sister recalled Li Banfeng's performance when borrowing the Electric Cultivator technique just now and calculated how efficiently he could neutralize poison after borrowing a Food Cultivator technique. With great confidence, she replied, "He probably can't!" Hong Ying flared up in anger. "Then what are you stirring up trouble for?!" The household possessed a Wind Cultivator dharma treasure—a white jade porcelain bottle. She volunteered for battle. Li Banfeng borrowed the porcelain bottle's method, summoning a gust of gale that blew the poisonous mist away. Yet after dispersing the mist, Li Banfeng's footsteps slowed. None of the family could discern why, until Hong Ying suddenly yelled at the white jade porcelain bottle, "You wench, you're demanding your due at a time like this?!" The porcelain bottle was terrified. Demanding payment after exerting effort was the innate nature of a dharma treasure. For a moment she had failed to restrain herself, and through the Sprawling Compound technique, she claimed her payment along with her power. With Li Banfeng slowed down, the Totem Army surged forward again. Fortunately, the porcelain bottle's toll did not last long. Restoring his speed, Li Banfeng immediately charged forward with Sever the Path to Forge a Way. Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Xiaowan. Before a battle, tactics were crystal clear, but once the fighting truly began, unexpected complications came from all directions. Actually, such situations were commonplace; as a veteran of warfare, Zhao Xiaowan knew how to handle them. But with Li Banfeng fighting alone outside, her heart could not settle. *Buzz!* From Li Banfeng's combat methods, the Great Totem had deduced certain patterns, and the Totem soldiers blocking Li Banfeng's path began constantly shifting their formations. A'yu was terrified, dreading that they were facing the Thousand-Force Formation. After observing for a moment, Jiu'er said, "This isn't the Thousand-Force Formation, but it's very formidable. There are Reckoning Cultivators inside the Great Totem, calculating the most optimal attack strategy." "Where's Ba Suan?" Zhao Xiaowan cried out. To increase their odds of victory, Li Banfeng had recalled Ba Suan from the Inner Province. Ba Suan stared at the enemy battle array, sweat dripping from his forehead. "Th-that... borrow my techniques! He can calculate directly on the battlefield—" Zhao Xiaowan snapped, "Cut the nonsense! At a critical juncture like this, how would he have time to calculate? Describe the array to me!" Ba Suan couldn't explain it clearly, so Jiu'er roughly described the array. After a moment's thought, Zhao Xiaowan said, "There are definitely leg-draggers up ahead!" "Leg-draggers" meant those meant to impede speed. Hearing this, Jiu'er had Ba Suan check the distance to the vanguard, and quickly deduced the enemy's intent: directly ahead of Li Banfeng, a group of soldiers was preparing to strike in advance. "There really are leg-draggers! They're either going to release smoke or insects. Hurry and prepare!" Zhao Xiaowan shouted to Fifth Sister, "Lend him your technique, quickly!" Just as Li Banfeng borrowed the technique through Sprawling Compound, a massive swarm of wasps flew right before his eyes. Driven by Insect Cultivator techniques, these wasps were fast, vicious, and remarkably intelligent, specifically targeting his eyes. Even if they failed to sting, they threw everything into obstructing Li Banfeng's line of sight. Jiu'er shouted, "You can't get tangled up with these wasps! The Martial Cultivators and Arrow Cultivators are about to catch up!" Zhao Xiaowan called out, "Husband, eat the wasps!" Fifth Sister said, "You told him to eat them! If he gets poisoned, that has nothing to do with me!" Hearing his wife's voice, Li Banfeng snapped his mouth open without the slightest hesitation and unleashed the Food Cultivator technique Swallowing Mountains and Rivers, gulping the enormous swarm of wasps straight into his belly. Hong Ying was frightened. "Can he withstand that?!" Zhao Xiaowan said, "If it were a Poison Cultivator's tricks, my husband certainly couldn't endure it. But if he couldn't even handle a bit of venom from Insect Cultivators, wouldn't borrowing this technique have been for nothing?" Having shaken off the wasps, the pursuers behind him were not yet too close, but multiple layers of silk webbing barred the way ahead. Ba Suan yelled, "Seventh Master, there are more leg-draggers ahead!" Li Banfeng used Sever the Path to Forge a Way, but under the reinforcement of the battle array, the silk webs strengthened one another and blocked his technique. He used Unimpeded Passage to force his way through—a reckless move this time. Halfway through, Li Banfeng was trapped within the web. Jiu'er frowned. "This is dismantling techniques with an array." This was a textbook example of "dismantling a technique with an array"—precisely what the Peddler had described as a crowd countering a single individual. Using the techniques of a group of Garment Cultivators, augmented by the array, they disrupted Li Banfeng's Unimpeded Passage. Dense threads surrounded him before and behind; Li Banfeng's situation was extremely perilous. Zhao Xiaowan shouted, "Ling'er, let my husband borrow your technique! Lend him Cut the Moon and Carve the Clouds!" Li Banfeng used Sprawling Compound once more, borrowing Jiang Ling'er's technique. Two invisible pairs of scissors flew from his sleeves, shuttling up and down, snipping dozens of silk threads in an instant. The Garment Cultivator technique, Cut the Moon and Carve the Clouds, could sever the most crucial threads of a garment, just as it could sever the most vital beams and pillars of a building. Though the technique appeared simple, its efficiency was immense. Swift and precise, the scissors rapidly dismantled the core structure of the silk web. Li Banfeng burst out of the entanglement, continuing his push toward the Great Totem. By now, Li Banfeng was less than three hundred paces from the Great Totem! A squad of three-headed people in bizarre forms blocked the path directly ahead. Li Banfeng realized the situation had turned dire. This was the Body Cultivator corps, the most defense-oriented branch of the Totem Army, poised to give Li Banfeng immense trouble. Behind him, Martial Cultivators and Arrow Cultivators pressed their pursuit; before him, Body Cultivators stood ready to intercept. This was the exact predicament Li Banfeng had dreaded most. This time, Jiu'er got ahead of the threat, spotting the crux within the Body Cultivator array: "Row three, person eleven! Row six, person twenty-two! Row nine, person fifteen! Those three are the vital nodes of the array—eliminate them!" Li Banfeng glanced up. The defenses around those three were heavily fortified; taking them down would be no simple task. Yet if he didn't eliminate them, Li Banfeng would have to slam head-on into the Body Cultivator army. Among them were those who could fly, those who could tank blows, and those who could brawl—they would inevitably bog him down. A moment's delay, and the Arrow and Martial Cultivators behind would catch up, potentially trapping him in an encirclement. He could not afford the slightest hesitation. Li Banfeng charged straight into the array, first dispatching person eleven of row three, who was closest. "Husband, borrow my technique!" His wife lent Li Banfeng a Sound Cultivator technique: Yaksha Grinds Teeth. Li Banfeng fixed his gaze on person twenty-two in the sixth row. *Kaka, kaka.* He began to grind his teeth. The overall destructive power of this technique was far inferior to Resounding Blood Spatter, but it was extraordinarily directional. Others could barely hear Li Banfeng grinding his teeth, but under his piercing gaze, person twenty-two in the sixth row heard it with terrifying clarity. The gnashing sound was like two rows of sharp fangs sinking into the tips of their hearts, tearing back and forth. After a few crunches, all three heads bled from their ears and noses. Life extinguished, the soldier crashed to the ground. Of the three key figures in the array, only person fifteen in row nine remained. That person was simply too far away for ordinary techniques to reach. Yuan Miaoping shouted, "Use my technique again!" Li Banfeng used Sprawling Compound once more, borrowing Yuan Miaoping's technique. The moment the technique took effect, Li Banfeng shuddered violently, feeling a prickling numbness spread through his whole body. Hong Ying glared at Yuan Miaoping. "You dead girl, did you send the technique to the wrong place?!" Yuan Miaoping said, "Second Mistress, trust me! This technique works wonders!" Electrified, Li Banfeng billowed thick smoke. The vapor drifted into the air, coalescing into a windmill-like pattern that spun faster and faster. The smoke wasn't copious—those far away couldn't see it, and those nearby couldn't see it clearly either. Yet precisely because it was indistinct, anyone who saw this windmill couldn't stop staring at it, eager to figure out what it actually was. After staring for five seconds, many around Li Banfeng grew sluggish in their movements. As though struck by a sudden high fever, some grew dizzy, and some even began vomiting. Hong Ying marveled, "This Disease Cultivator method works remarkably smoothly!" Yuan Miaoping reminded them, "The Totem Army's physiques are formidable—these symptoms won't last long! Find a way to make your move, quickly!" She had done her best; her own Disease Cultivator arts were limited to begin with, and what Li Banfeng borrowed was even more constrained. Yet those limited means bought precious seconds. Li Banfeng unleashed a burst of footwork steps, skirting past the stricken soldiers. The troops unaffected by the illness still choked the path. The Great Totem sensed his approach and, assuming he would use Unimpeded Passage again, swiftly repositioned the Body Cultivators to dismantle the technique with the array once more. *Rumble!* Li Banfeng did not use Unimpeded Passage. He stamped a foot down. Everyone thought it was Tread Over Ten Thousand Rivers, but the enemy did not collapse—they merely froze in their tracks. Hong Ying recognized the technique: "This is Confining One's Steps." Li Banfeng had tested it several times: Confining One's Steps had a wider area of effect than Tread Over Ten Thousand Rivers. Right now, he had no need to slaughter the rank and file; what he needed was to eliminate the key figure in the enemy array as fast as possible. With a huge swath of enemy soldiers pinned, Li Banfeng wove past them and struck down person fifteen of row nine. The Body Cultivator formation instantly unraveled, and Li Banfeng broke out of the array ahead of his pursuers. At this moment, less than a hundred paces remained to the Great Totem! A smile broke across Li Banfeng's face. A distance of a hundred paces was a mere blink of an eye for Li Banfeng. Victory seemed assured, when A'yu suddenly screamed, "Watch your feet!" Through the train window, some things had been difficult for A'yu to see clearly. But now that they were close, she could see, and the sight gave her a genuine fright. Tens of thousands of Totem soldiers, packed tightly together like bamboo shoots, burrowed up from beneath the earth, surrounding the Great Totem in dense swarms. Not only was Li Banfeng dumbfounded, even Commandery Prince Anshun was stunned. "Wh-where did these come from?" Commandery Prince Anshun truly had no idea where these Totem soldiers had come from. The Great Totem produced Totem soldiers requiring only two ingredients: flesh and souls. The Great Totem was not picky about flesh: fresh, rotting, royal, noble, commoner, bondservant, livestock, wild beasts—it took them all. Even rice, wheat, sorghum, corn, highland barley—the Great Totem could accept those as well. As for souls, Commandery Prince Anshun didn't need to fret over that; the Great Totem could harvest them on its own, with a harvesting capacity exceeding even the former Great Smelting Furnace. The Great Totem was just that effortless to manage. Yet such convenience had its drawbacks: Commandery Prince Anshun had no clue what its true output was. Just like right now, tens of thousands of Totem soldiers had abruptly surged forth, startling the prince. The surrounding generals cheered repeatedly; seeing more troops, the generals were naturally delighted. Commandery Prince Anshun felt a pang of concern. Watching the Great Totem counter Li Qi move for move throughout the battle, and now seeing it had concealed so many ambushers—if one day the Great Totem chose to rebel, how would they counter it? A general beside him offered, "Your Highness, the ambushing soldiers appear somewhat undisciplined. I am willing to take the field and lead the soldiers to intercept the brigand." This man was an adroit flatterer; he framed those Totem soldiers as an ambush laid in advance around the Great Totem. He wanted to seize an opportunity to earn merit, but Commandery Prince Anshun did not send him into battle; instead, he ordered the general to hurry the First-Class Weapon along. Feeling that he understood far too little about the Great Totem, Commandery Prince Anshun grabbed Nian Shangyou. "Grand Academician Nian, go direct the Totem Army in combat. You must capture the brigand alive." Brigand this, brigand that, but in truth they could all tell the man was Li Qi. Nominally, Li Qi remained Prince Pingyuan of Shang State; directly stating his identity and name felt inappropriate to everyone present. Nian Shangyou stood beside Commandery Prince Anshun, still dazed. The prince shoved him. "What are you standing there gawking for? Didn't you direct the Totem Army before? Aren't you from a martial background? Are you showing cowardice before the enemy?!" Nian Shangyou shook his head. "This subordinate wouldn't dare." Commandery Prince Anshun said, "If you aren't shrinking from battle, then go take command of the troops! If you can truly capture the brigand alive, I'll count it as redeeming your past faults with merit." Nian Shangyou bowed to Commandery Prince Anshun. "There is no need for this subordinate to lead them in person. The Totem Army possesses keen intelligence; I can issue military orders from right here." "Issue orders from here? Isn't that a bit far?" Commandery Prince Anshun frowned slightly, but consented nonetheless. Standing on the hillside, Nian Shangyou silently observed the battle. Li Banfeng was locked in a grueling struggle. The soldiers newly risen from the earth had been somewhat wooden at first, but under the Great Totem's rallying resonance, they quickly entered a full combat state. Every measure had been exhausted; he had tried many of his family's techniques. While there were numerous ways to break out, the enemy had even more ways to counter him. Encircled deep within their ranks, Li Banfeng could find no way to extricate himself. With the Great Totem just ahead, the companion dwelling suddenly manifested. Dragging over thirty train carriages along with Duan Tielu's house, it hurtled toward the enemy array. Wherever the locomotive passed, a line of soldiers was crushed into pulp. The companion dwelling intended to plow a path through the enemy ranks for Li Banfeng, but the Great Totem swiftly mobilized numerous Scrying Cultivators and Reckoning Cultivators to calculate the companion dwelling's trajectory in advance. Under the Great Totem's deployment, Rot Cultivators struck the bearings, Cold Cultivators attacked the steam dome, and Water Cultivators battered the boiler—every blow landed squarely on a vital component. The companion dwelling could no longer build momentum. Commandery Prince Anshun looked at the companion dwelling. "This is the train built by Eighteen Wheels, isn't it?" The others remained silent; none had seen what the Little Train looked like. Someone looked toward Nian Shangyou, who shook his head repeatedly. "This subordinate does not know." With a smile on his face, Commandery Prince Anshun addressed the generals around him: "Whatever it takes, make sure this train does not escape." The generals rushed to make arrangements. Commandery Prince Anshun glanced at Nian Shangyou. "What are you waiting for? Didn't you say you were going to issue orders?" Nian Shangyou continued watching the fray. The Totem soldiers surrounding Li Banfeng were multiplying by the second. Li Banfeng illuminated a Boundary and surged forward, but with the enemy's overwhelming numbers, they dismantled the technique with their array once again, shattering Li Banfeng's Boundary. The Heavenly Maiden called out, "Borrow my technique! Borrow Close the Doors and Bar the Gates!" Zhao Xiaowan said, "Will borrowing your technique even work?" Hong Ying said, "Useful or not, try it first and see!" Li Banfeng used Sprawling Compound to borrow the Heavenly Maiden's technique. The Heavenly Maiden's Close the Doors and Bar the Gates was far more powerful than Li Banfeng's, but the borrowed technique was still wielded by Li Banfeng. In Li Banfeng's hands, the Heavenly Maiden's technique was diminished; in terms of intensity, it was barely distinguishable from Li Banfeng's own Boundary, and its flexibility was even inferior to his own. This was precisely why Zhao Xiaowan thought borrowing it would be futile: Li Banfeng's mastery of Sprawling Compound was lacking, capping the upper limit of any technique he borrowed. In her urgency, the Heavenly Maiden hit upon an idea: "Li Qi, borrow Sprawling Compound from me!" "Hua Jiu'er, what time do you think it is?! You still have the mood to talk nonsense with me?!" Li Banfeng didn't understand. Zhao Xiaowan was also baffled. An exhausted Hong Ying asked, "What's the point of borrowing Sprawling Compound?" "Use my Sprawling Compound to borrow my Close the Doors and Bar the Gates!" That was the method the Heavenly Maiden had conceived; how effective it would be, even she couldn't say. Using his own Sprawling Compound, Li Banfeng borrowed the Heavenly Maiden's Sprawling Compound, and then using the Heavenly Maiden's Sprawling Compound, he borrowed her Close the Doors and Bar the Gates. The Boundary lit up—and it actually worked! Even Hong Ying inside the dwelling could sense the shift in the technique's potency. Li Banfeng charged forward behind the Boundary. Wherever the Boundary passed, soldiers fell dead and wounded in heaps. The Heavenly Maiden smiled. At this rate, breaking through the encirclement would be trivial. Li Banfeng didn't smile. He lasted only a split second before the Boundary vanished. The Heavenly Maiden looked at Zhao Xiaowan. "Just as disappointing as he always is." Zhao Xiaowan snapped furiously, "What idle chatter are you spouting?! Maintaining a double layer of Sprawling Compound, while controlling your Boundary, while running forward his own way—do you think that's easy?!" After the Boundary disappeared, Li Banfeng remained trapped in the encirclement. Only several dozen paces separated him from the Great Totem, yet he simply could not bridge the gap. The companion dwelling warned, "A'qi, retreat. I reckon the First-Class Weapon will be here soon." Li Banfeng looked up at the Great Totem. He was truly unwilling to concede defeat; if he failed to take it down this time, the difficulty of destroying the Great Totem next time would jump by several orders of magnitude. Gritting his teeth, Li Banfeng charged once more. He hadn't harbored much hope, yet surprisingly, a portion of the enemy troops proved quite cooperative, voluntarily parting to open a path for him. There weren't many of them, but it was enough to offer Li Banfeng a ray of hope. Only, Li Banfeng didn't understand why these soldiers were yielding the way. Was this a trap? He cast a glance toward the mountain and saw someone dancing. On the hillside, Nian Shangyou was performing the Dance of Halting Warfare. Li Banfeng didn't recognize the dance. This was the fruit of Qiao Yi's years of research; back then, Qiao Yi had used this very technique to sap the will to fight from the daolao ghosts on Daogui Ridge. This move held some effect on the Totem Army. Off the battlefield, seeing this dance would diminish their fighting spirit; however, here on the battlefield, the majority of the Totem Army turned a blind eye to the Dance of Halting Warfare—after all, their intellect was far higher than that of daolao ghosts. Yet so long as even a small fraction of the Totem soldiers ceased fighting, Li Banfeng still had a chance to charge the Great Totem. Nian Shangyou danced with all his might, a single phrase repeating ceaselessly in his mind: "Being alive is a good thing. It is the greatest thing in this world." Amid the chaos of battle, Commandery Prince Anshun failed to notice anything amiss with the dance. Li Banfeng saw his hope! He released a throng of shadows to clear the way with everything they had, surging toward the Great Totem. The companion dwelling spotted an opening and was about to ram through when A'yu suddenly cried out, "The First-Class Weapon is here!" Though visibility was poor, A'yu's judgment was spot-on: a vast array of First-Class Weapons had appeared on the hillside. A'yu also spotted strangely shaped artifacts on the hillside—masks over thirty meters tall, scroll paintings seventy or eighty meters long. "Little Yu, what are those things?" Jiu'er looked and said, "Those are probably items for laying a bewitchment array." "Do you have the confidence to break the array?" Jiu'er pondered for a moment. "Even though I can't leave the dwelling, as long as I can clearly see the array's vital points—" Mid-sentence, Jiu'er's voice faltered. She sensed a wave of mortal danger. Jiu'er was a master of arrays, but at times she overestimated herself. Hong Ying shuddered alongside her—the danger was arriving with tremendous ferocity! Listening to their descriptions, Zhao Xiaowan grasped the situation. "Husband, it's time to retreat!" For the enemy to bring out artifacts of such scale, they intended to keep the companion dwelling trapped here as well. If they didn't leave now, they would have no chance of escape. The Little Train whipped its rear around in place, the large house at the train's end smashing a vast swath of enemy troops. "A'qi, go!" "Right!" Li Banfeng assigned a throng of shadows to guard the rear. Then he produced his notebook, slashed his palm, and smeared blood across every page. From within the notebook, all the "beauties," large and small, leaped out. There was Meng Qian from *Portraits of Beauties*, the Earth Wanderer from *Strange Tales of the Four Seas*, the Sludge Crone from *Mochunxuan*, the Chili Blossom from *Yuxiangji*, the Bladeheart from *Chants of Wind and Frost*... Some of these "beauties" were self-conceived by Li Banfeng, some polished together with Boss Lu, and others co-created with Zhang Xiuling. Over a hundred "beauties" and shadows surged in a grand, sweeping wave toward the enemy army. Seizing the moment before the First-Class Weapons could complete their encirclement, Li Banfeng held the key and led the companion dwelling back along their original route. The companion dwelling attempted to enter invisibility, but failed twice. Indeed! The enemy was targeting him. Zhao Xiaowan called out, "Old Master, don't worry about turning invisible right now! Get out first!" In matters of warfare, one certainly had to listen to Zhao Xiaowan. The companion dwelling sped along behind Li Banfeng, first breaking out of the Totem Army camp. Once they had crossed a forest, the companion dwelling felt uneasy, glancing back with a warning: "A'qi, try not to leave shadows outside. It carries risks." Li Banfeng responded, "No matter. When the time is right, I will recall them all at once." Deep within the forest, Li Banfeng located the entrance to the road. The so-called entrance was merely a poplar tree, appearing somewhat lusher than the others, with seemingly no other distinct features. This entrance was extraordinarily peculiar; to be precise, it didn't even exist in reality. This was an entry point into the Xuyuan Highway forcibly created by Duan Tielu. Only by utilizing his special tools in tandem with the properties of the rails could one enter the Xuyuan Highway. The Old Master billowed steam, manipulating the third room to continuously switch the tracks. The third room was also a train car, slightly smaller in size than the other carriages, shuttling back and forth along the side walls of the train. Li Banfeng urged, "Old Master, pursuers are upon us! Faster!" The Old Master was anxious as well. He had no idea what spell had been cast on him, but switching the tracks—normally an effortless task—kept running into frequent errors today. Zhao Xiaowan said, "Old Master, could you have been struck by an Error Cultivator technique?" "Error Cultivators?" A'yu started. "What lineage is that?" "It's a new lineage," Zhao Xiaowan said, reflecting carefully on past events. "This lineage is so new, how could the Inner Province have mastered its techniques?" There was no time to ponder that question now. Zhao Xiaowan called out, "Ba Suan, Reckoning Cultivators and Error Cultivators counter each other! Calculate the method for switching the rails for the Old Master!" Ba Suan quickly calculated the correct sequence for the tracks, helping the Old Master enter the Xuyuan Highway just before the pursuers arrived. The Old Master wanted to take Li Banfeng aboard, but Li Banfeng refused, continuing to run ahead of the train. Zhao Xiaowan emerged from the second room, looking at Li Banfeng through the window. "Husband, don't be angry, and don't rush. Don't... Husband..." Zhao Xiaowan stared through the train window, freezing in place. Hong Ying wiped her sweat and looked at Li Banfeng outside the window, sensing nothing out of the ordinary. Jiu'er looked at Li Banfeng and felt something was off, yet couldn't put her finger on what. A'yu gasped, "Wait, isn't that—" Zhao Xiaowan demanded sharply, "Who are you?!" Banfeng Zi had been sprinting outside the train all along. His Travel Cultivator talent was poor, so he wasn't running very fast. Banfeng Zi was also Li Banfeng. Disguised by Everything as Hoped, coupled with his own Dwelling Cultivator talent, he looked identical to Li Banfeng. Everyone in the room was stunned. "Where is my husband...?" Tears streamed down Zhao Xiaowan's face. The glove slapped against the window, crying, "Master! Where is our master?!" The Tang dao yelled, "Old Master, open the door! I'm going to find my lord—I still have three slashes left to strike!" The projector said, "I'll go with you! The final art—I will accompany Director Seven to complete it!" "Open the door, Old Master!" The scythe wept. "I was raised by A'qi, I'm going with A'qi!" The companion dwelling paid no heed to the dharma treasures. It yelled at Banfeng Zi, "Where is A'qi?! Why do you have the key on you?! Where did A'qi go?!" Hundreds of shadows and hundreds of "beauties" were still locked in slaughter with the Totem Army. The First-Class Weapons brought by Commandery Prince Anshun were closing in rapidly. Covered in wounds from head to toe, Li Banfeng reached the base of the Great Totem. *Hum! Hum!* The Great Totem droned incessantly. Li Banfeng grinned ferociously. "Afraid now?" First, he brought out Wuwang. Then he brought out the explosives A'yi had given him. The ensuing tactic was exceedingly simple: First kill the Xuyuan Silkworm, then blow up the Great Totem. Recall the surviving shadows, and recall the surviving "beauties." Then find a suitable person, kick them, and escape with Parting by Ten Thousand Li. Wherever he escaped to, so be it!