Ji Yuan could soar far away with just a light touch down on some rooftops, and was could travel extremely quickly.

Aside from that initial vertical leap, Yan Fei ran wildly along the rooftops. Although his steps were light, his speed was still not as fast as Ji Yuan’s, so he couldn’t catch up.

Fortunately, no matter how far away Yuanqi Inn was located, it was still located in the relatively small Nandao County. Before long, Ji Yuan had already reached the neighboring rooftop by the inn, and Yan Fei barely managed to catch up with him.

There was also a clear difference in the way the two landed. Ji Yuan landed in the tiles without making a single sound, but although Yan Fei’s Qinggong was quite skilled, he still made a little noise.

“Mr. Ji, what happened…”

Ji Yuan didn’t turn around, and raised his hand to stop Yan Fei from speaking. With his supernatural eyes, he could see a faint evil aura lingering in the inn opposite, and his nose could also pick up the faint scent of blood.

“There is indeed a demonic aura ahead. Warrior Yan, your martial arts may be exceptional, but you are no match for a demonic being. Don’t be impatient.”

“Demonic aura?”

Yan Fei was a little horrified at Ji Yuan’s serious words. He naturally thought back to the ferocious tiger spirit he had encountered that year.

He asked himself if he would have had any chance of winning against that tiger spirit even with his current martial arts, but he could only conclude that he would have been merely less embarrassed than he had been back then.

Hearing Yan Fei’s startled words, Ji Yuan nodded slightly.

“The demonic being has left, let’s go into the inn to have a look.”

With that, Ji Yuan jumped off the roof and headed towards the Yuanqi Inn. Yan Fei regained his senses and quickly followed.

There was no one manning the counter of the inn as Ji Yuan and Yan Fei walked inside. However, the people around seemed to be accustomed to women’s screams in Yuanqi Inn at this time, so no one noticed anything unusual in such a short period of time. Furthermore, there might not even had been guests — this place looked deserted.

“Mr. Ji, be careful, it shouldn’t be so quiet here!”

Yan Fei had already adjusted his grip on his sword. There was something wrong with the atmosphere here.

Ji Yuan gave a faint hum and led the way upstairs. Yan Fei was taken aback again and hurriedly followed. Before going upstairs, he glanced at the counter, only to find the innkeeper collapsed on the ground behind it.

The Yuanqi Inn’s layout had a central corridor down the middle, and rooms on both sides. Reaching the second floor, Ji Yuan quickly and purposefully strode to the right right side door at the end of the corridor.

He reached out and pushed lightly on the door of the room. It wasn’t latched.

His nose twitched slightly, and his eyes swept around. Ji Yuan’s gaze fixed on a strand of dark brown hair lying on the ground. He picked it up and saw that it was about the length of his forearm.

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Ji Yuan frowned in thought. Not even Hu Yun would shed his hair casually. Lu Shan Jun, for example, only shed hair after reaching a certain stage of cultivation. The hair in his hand looked particularly strange: it wasn’t just a single strand, but a clump.

At this moment, Yan Fei was gripping the hilt of his sword in one hand and the scabbard in the other, ready to draw his blade at any time. He quietly pushed open the doors to all the rooms in the corridor with the tip of his scabbard, then came to Ji Yuan’s side a moment later.

“Mr. Ji, all the people in the rooms have passed out. The third floor hasn’t been checked yet.”

“No need to check. It’ll be the same.”

Ji Yuan looked at the thing in his palm and casually replied. Yan Fei’s attention was drawn to the object in Ji Yuan’s hand.

“Is there something wrong with this hair?”

“To be precise, it’s a whole lock of hair, and it is no ordinary human hair.”

Ji Yuan glanced at Yan Fei and calculated a divination with his fingers as he spoke.

“I’ll chase after them and see. Warrior Yan, you can report this to the police first, or take care of the unconscious people in the inn.”

“Huh? Chase? How will you chase them?”

But before Yan Fei could get an answer, Ji Yuan had already opened the window in the room, and jumped out with a powerful leap.

When Yan Fei rushed to the window and looked out, but even after searching for a while, he couldn’t see Ji Yuan on any of the nearby streets or rooftops. He looked up and saw a small figure rapidly disappearing in the northeastern direction, just as he was about to vanish from sight.

‘No way…so fast? ‘

He glanced at the situation in the inn behind him.

“Call the police? What good are the authorities of this damn place!”

Before he had even finished speaking, Yan Fei had already jumped out of the window, pushed off the roof opposite more than ten steps, then leapt into the air, chasing after Ji Yuan to the northeast.

Unfortunately, no matter how fluid his movements, in moments Ji Yuan’s figure had completely disappeared from his sight. He could only aim himself in the right direction and chase after him.

Northeast of Nandao County, after Ji Yuan jumped over of the city wall, he used technique of soaring dragon flight to move quickly.

After leaving the city, the demonic aura was still relatively weak, but he could feel that it had just passed through here not long ago. He did not blindly chase after him, but rather suddenly accelerated when he had reached a suitable distance.

Using a simple method to control the wind, combined with the Soaring Dragon technique, it seemed as though he were carried on a gust of wind, and moved quickly.

Whooosh… whoosh…

The slight whistling sound of the wind was accompanied by the faint rustling of withered and fallen leaves, but because Ji Yuan itself had an immaculate body, not much dust was raised, as if the breeze had turned his body into a lightless shadow. Soon, he moved even further ahead.

A gentle breeze swept past a scattered rocky hillock in the northeast of Nandao County. Ji Yuan had already stopped here, his gaze fixed on the southwest. Finally, he could discern a “smoke-like” demonic aura approaching, but could see no silhouette.

After slightly widening his supernatural eyes, he finally made out a blurry figure, like rippling water, at the source of the “smoke.” It looked like one person running while carrying another over their shoulder.

‘An illusion? ‘

Being able to maintain a human form, using deceptive tricks to move quickly, and exuding a little demonic aura… this must be a highly skilled demon. He had assumed it was just a minor evil creature, but now it seemed that he would be a formidable opponent if Ji Yuan did not use his ultimate weapons.

After some thought, Ji Yuan feigned composure and sat down on a rock, eyes slightly closed. Though seemingly resting, he was actually paying keen attention to the situation and any movement.

In such desolate wilderness, a refined gentleman in a white robe sitting alone on a rocky hilltop seemed unusual, but that would only be the case for an ordinary person. The approaching demonic being paid no attention to this figure who appeared mortal — not to mention that the other party couldn’t possibly see him.

As the blurry shadow drew closer, reaching the rocky hill, Ji Yuan opened his eyes and looked at the demon to his left, his gaze unerringly following the opponent’s movements.

Naturally, the demonic being had noticed this strange behavior. As he carried the person on his back, he inevitably glanced at the man. The moment the man’s gaze met his own, the demonic being suddenly realized that the other party could see him.

At such a close distance, with Ji Yuan’s supernatural eyes fully open, he could clearly discern the condensed demonic aura of the other being: it was a bull with long, curved horns.

“Bull spirits1 are quite rare.”

Just this indifferent sentence made the monster, who was about to charge over the stone hill, stop abruptly. The other party had not only seen through his concealment spell, but also his true form?

He obviously wanted to continue running, but his pause was a subconscious reaction. Once he stopped, he wanted to figure out some answers.

Ji Yuan’s face was impassive, his body motionless, his head tilted to the side. He looked at the demonic being, who seemed neither majestic nor burly, but rather more like a farmer.

“Who are you, Sir? Were you waiting for me here on purpose?”

The monster asked Ji Yuan solemnly.

Ji Yuan didn’t speak right away. He looked him up and down, before answering a different question.

“Your little illusion trick is alright, but there are very few ghosts and gods here. What are you hiding from? Just ordinary people? And who is that woman you are carrying?”

‘Aren’t there people like you here?’

The Bull Spirit naturally kept silent about his thoughts, instead speaking coldly.

“You look like a cultivator. What, are you trying to subdue demons?”

Even as he spoke, the bull demon was secretly on guard. This man had appeared on this rocky hilltop out of nowhere. Even now, he couldn’t detect any traces of the supernatural on him. He looked like a mere mortal, but that was clearly impossible.

Ji Yuan still didn’t answer the bull demon’s question, and instead replied with something irrelevant. But this time, there was was an extra strand of hair lying in his hand.

“This is bull hair, is it not? Why was it in Yuanqi Inn? I am very curious, I am merely for an explanation!”

When Ji Yuan took out the strand of hair, the bull demon’s pupils shrank slightly, and even subconsciously glanced around.

“You! You just came from the inn in the city?”

1. It could also be translated as “demon,” but given that I previously translated Lu Shan’s title as Tiger Spirit I figured this would fit better. I will be using “Spirit” and “Demon” interchangeably for the bull guy going forward, Spirit being an official title and demon being the classification, depending on context.