Fantasy Simulator

Chapter 232: Chapter 232 – Set Out

During the night, there was fiery light everywhere, with flames burning in various areas.

A strange aura covered this area, causing much chaos.

Currently, the entire Flowing Cloud Sect was in disorder, with fires burning all over the place.

Under such a scene, a figure stealthily walked out from the prison and left this place.

“Looks like I wasn’t discovered…”

After walking out from the prison, Hou Juan looked around in surprise.

Gao Yue’s power was much greater than she had expected.

Even such a massive creature like the Flowing Cloud Sect was not a big deal to Gao Yue, for her to easily cause such chaos.

The Flowing Cloud Sect was no mere sect: it was one of the Yue Kingdom’s three major sects, and it was the strongest among them.

Wanting to create such chaos within such a powerful sect required immense strength.

Moreover, why had such a person been hiding within the Flowing Cloud Sect without doing anything?

At that moment, Hou Juan thought of many things.

Indeed, why was that?

Hou Juan thought to herself as she gripped the sword in her hand, her gaze becoming sharp as she looked out.

There were raging fires everywhere, and shouts came from the distance, adding to the chaos.

It was incredibly disorderly, and it was the perfect time to leave.

Thinking to there, Hou Juan gripped her sword and slowly walked out.

That night, there was a great disturbance in the Flowing Cloud Sect, and it was suspected that someone had interfered with the Spirit Formations.

The Flowing Cloud Sect’s various Elders had acted, wanting to capture the person who had done this, but they were unable to find anything.

Moreover, during the chaos of that night, the demonic cultivator in the prison had also escaped.

This made people wonder if the focus of the mastermind behind all of this was that demonic cultivator.

If it wasn’t for the demonic cultivator, who would spend such effort to cause chaos in the Flowing Cloud Sect to buy time for Hou Juan to leave?

Because of this, people were even surer about Hou Juan being a demonic cultivator.

Some people who had sympathised with her now concluded that she was indeed a demonic cultivator.

After that night, the security in the Flowing Cloud Sect’s prison became much tighter.

Following this, many Flowing Cloud Sect Elders acted, wanting to personally re-capture the demonic cultivator.

However, despite this, they were unable to find her.

Even after many days, there were still no traces of Hou Juan.

In response, the Flowing Cloud Sect sent more people to hunt for her while also locking down all news that the demonic cultivator had escaped.

Time gradually passed.

Seven days later, within a pool, a hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed onto a branch outside the pool.

Following this, a figure crawled out of the pool.

“Cough, cough…” Hou Juan was covered with blood, and her clothes were drenched, making her look quite wretched.

After walking out of the pool, she loudly coughed a few times before raising her hand and looking at her palm.

On her palm, there was a strange violet mark. It looked quite unique and contained minute inscriptions.

As Hou Juan looked at this mark, she felt a stabbing pain in her heart.

However, standing there and feeling this sensation, Hou Juan did not feel much and smiled.

“I’m… still alive…” she lightly coughed a few times, looking delighted.

Before, she did not have hope in surviving; she had just wanted to escape from the Flowing Cloud Sect.

However, it seemed that the heavens had given her a big surprise.

After consuming the One Qi pill, she was still alive and had not directly died.

“I’m not dead…” sensing her body’s condition, she muttered to herself.

However, the stabbing pain in her heart intensified.

In the next moment, her face became incredibly pale, losing all color in an instant.

Hou Juan’s body froze and fell down, losing all strength.

The side-effects of the One Qi Pill had exploded out.

Even though the One Qi Pill could give one great power, it also had terrifying side-effects.

Hou Juan not directly dying was already quite fortunate; however, getting away unscathed was impossible.

She looked fine, but her Spirit Foundation had already been damaged.

The Spirit Foundation was one’s foundation for cultivation; once it was damaged, this was what would happen.

“No…”

Lying on the ground, she struggled to get up, “I can’t die here… I still have things to do.”

She could not die here; she still had important things to do.

Right now, even though she had escaped from the Flowing Cloud Sect, the Flowing Cloud Sect would definitely lock down this news.

Since Chen Heng would not know of this, he naturally would still head to the Flowing Cloud Sect.

As such, in order to avoid this, she had to continue on and find Chen Heng, to stop him from going there.

Thinking to there, she coughed a few times before slowly getting up and staggering into the distance.

Time gradually passed.

While Hou Juan was struggling to reach him, Chen Heng had already prepared to set out from the Nine Peaks City.

“Clan brother, are you really going to go?” Zhang Ya stood before Chen Heng and looked at him seriously, “Do you know what you will face if you go?”

“I naturally understand,” Chen Heng said as he turned and looked at Zhang Ya, “What, are you afraid?”