Cultivation is just so scientific!-Chapter 592 - 342: Tracking_2

However, Patriarch Weng Zhao had no other choice, as he was now in the darkest time of his life, located on the Beishu Continent without any support. Enemies were everywhere, and he had to be cautious at all times.

After waiting for two hours without an enemy attack, he thought it was safe and began to heal his injuries. However, it was only a moment later that he felt a familiar attack landing on the Formation of the Fourth-grade Array Plate.

Even though he guessed that the attacker didn’t have the power to break the Fourth-grade Array Plate, he also knew that the attacker lacked the courage to face him directly.

But he didn’t dare to gamble. If by chance the attacker informed the six major sects of his location, what he would face would not just be a disturbance.

Patriarch Weng Zhao once again interrupted his healing, nearly causing him to vomit blood, as his last Fourth-grade Healing Spirit Pill was also wasted.

The power of the Fourth-grade Healing Spirit Pill was working within his body, but forcibly interrupting the healing process worsened his injury slightly. The medicine was only able to prevent his condition from deteriorating; without his cultivation aiding the process, it wasn’t much help for a Nascent Soul Stage injury.

He harbored great anger in his heart, along with bursts of chill.

The anger stemmed from being constantly toyed with by the same person, who he was helpless against, and he didn’t even know who it was.

The chill came from being found by the same person once again. The reason he knew it was still that person and not someone else who discovered him was due to the bombardment attack from outside.

Such an attack had no fluctuations of spiritual power, yet its force was comparable to a strike from a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, yet it was the force of common items exploding.

Even though Patriarch Weng Zhao had seen much, only on the Beishu Continent had he ever witnessed such powerful common objects.

He put away the Fourth-grade Array Plate. This round of cannon fire hadn’t caused much damage; protected by the Fourth-grade Array Plate, the shrapnel from the three exploding shells was all repelled after hitting the formation.

He flew toward the direction from which the artillery had come, only to see three Iron Corpses.

The three-headed and six-armed, distinctly characterized Iron Corpses, would have made him think they were the same three corpses he knew had undergone the Golden Core Thunder Tribulation, had he not known whether they were alive or had failed—it wouldn’t be the current three chasing him again.

These weren’t the same three corpses, but the implication was the same: the person tracking him used the same method again to disrupt his healing process.

He even felt as if someone could see through him; having waited a full two hours without an attack, it came right when he began healing.

He couldn’t help but check his body to see if anything was left on him for monitoring.

He quickly shook his head. His robe had been replaced due to the explosion; how could anything be left?

Moreover, with his power, if someone could indeed leave something on him in silence without his notice, then harming him wouldn’t be difficult for that person.

Patriarch Weng Zhao looked at the three Iron Corpses and hadn’t even made a move on them when a promotional aura was triggered. Three clusters of thunderclouds appeared in the sky.

This time he didn’t even consider approaching and turned to escape without the slightest hesitation.

He didn’t know that these three Iron Corpses didn’t have the ’Buddha Light Thousand-mile Talisman’; if it was like last time, the life-saving talisman in use was from other sects.

He would then know that these Iron Corpses were not from the disciples of Qianye Temple but rather someone else.

The three Iron Corpses didn’t pursue. Without using the life-saving talisman, the Iron Corpses couldn’t match the speed of Patriarch Weng Zhao suppressed to the Golden Core Stage.

The three Iron Corpses changed direction and entered the Corpse Refining Array that had been prepared in advance with the highest speed.

Once again, it was proven that, with a substantial investment of resources, there would be returns.

In the cultivation world, resources are the most important; with resources, power will increase.

The three Iron Corpses also withstood the Golden Core Thunder Tribulation and became Silver Corpses.

Li Shiming, through significant investment in corpse-refining resources, received a gratifying return; six Iron Corpses had been promoted to Silver Corpses without a single failure.

This was quite normal; considering the resources for corpse-refining he consumed, the resources used on one Iron Corpse would be enough for other cultivators to refine five or more Peak Iron Corpses.

This difference in resources is what differentiates the success rate of advancing to a Peak Iron Corpse.

Li Shiming had put away the three Silver Corpses, and by this time, the sky had already begun to darken, and the drone satellite had switched to infrared thermal imaging.

Perhaps because Patriarch Weng Zhao was severely injured, he did not use the secret technique to isolate heat, making him even more cautious this time.

He constantly changed directions and, despite the injuries inside his body, used the Invisibility Secret Method.

But what he did not know was that the heat from his Nascent Soul Body betrayed his location. Although the drone satellite’s accuracy for thermal imaging was not high, the strong heat from a Nascent Soul Body was very clear from the high altitude.

Patriarch Weng Zhao, not knowing how Li Shiming was tracking him, even traveled through multiple cities and continually changed his clothes and appearance to shake off the pursuit.

He never imagined that he would be pursued so desperately one day.

This feeling of having power but nowhere to use it, knowing that there is an enemy but unable to find them, almost drove him mad.

Rushing around in the middle of the night, he once again found a place to rest for a while.

It was not that he wanted to rest but that his injuries necessitated it.

Since getting injured, he had been continuously suppressing his injuries, and the secret techniques used for suppressing them did not mean that the injuries could be ignored; they came at a cost.

The longer he suppressed his injuries, the greater the price he would have to pay later.

If he did not find a place to rest and recuperate soon, he feared that his conditions might deteriorate to a critical state.

Just as he had stopped, he sensed a faint Fake Infant energy manifesting, which then disappeared.

He was suddenly alarmed. The Fake Infant energy was extremely weak, much like the presence of a Fake Infant Body without the actual energy of a Fake Infant, but the existence of a Fake Infant Body meant there was a False Infant Cultivator nearby.

Moreover, this suddenly appearing and disappearing Fake Infant energy was very likely targeting him.

A False Infant Cultivator’s combat ability was much inferior to that of a Nascent Soul Ancestor, but that depended on the circumstances. Patriarch Weng Zhao, being severely injured, could defeat a False Infant Cultivator without much difficulty, but it would come at the cost of aggravating his own injuries.

His body could no longer withstand intense combat, and he could not even mobilize more spiritual power, as doing so would affect his injuries.

This aura of the Nascent Soul Body naturally resulted from Li Shiming releasing the Fake Infant Body from the control room space.

Upon realizing that Patriarch Weng Zhao intended to stop, Li Shiming thought of this method.

He no longer considered bombarding with the Iron Corpse as he had before. According to the profile set up for Patriarch Weng Zhao by his life-bound magic treasure IBMz15, if he pressed in the same way as before, Patriarch Weng Zhao might act rashly without regard to consequences.

Thus, Li Shiming opted to use the presence of the Fake Infant Body to frighten Patriarch Weng Zhao, a method that was evidently very effective.

The newly stopped Patriarch Weng Zhao moved again, continuing to flee without stopping to rest.

While all the forces of the Righteous Path across the Beishu Continent were searching for traces of Patriarch Weng Zhao, nobody imagined that this Nascent Soul Ancestor, who had escaped from the hands of six other Nascent Soul Ancestors, was being chased across the continent by Li Shiming, a Golden Core Early Stage cultivator.

In one night, the pursuit did not cease.

As dawn broke, Patriarch Weng Zhao felt extremely exhausted, more so than he would have felt even after fighting with a Nascent Soul Ancestor all night long.

Beneath his severe injuries, he continuously tried to elude the pursuit, but the cultivator behind him clung like a chronic disease, impossible to shake off.

What frustrated Patriarch Weng Zhao the most was that no matter how he tried to lure, he could not make the pursuing cultivator reveal himself; the pursuer simply kept him on a leash.

By the latter part of the night, the Fake Infant energy would occasionally appear; whenever Patriarch Weng Zhao tried to rest, the Fake Infant energy would manifest, informing him of a change in the strength of his followers and making it even riskier for Patriarch Weng Zhao to stop.