As a seasoned Hunter Group that frequently traversed the Wilderness, they had been to the nearby dense forest before. It wasn't small, but exhausting an ordinary person was no problem.
But to say it could tire out a Qi-Blood Realm Origin Cultivator like this was absolutely impossible.
Even the lowest Level-4 Fortress City had a population of at least over a hundred million.
With such a vast population base, those who could cultivate Origin Power and become Qi-Blood Realm Origin Cultivators were less than ten thousand.
The strength of the Qi-Blood Realm was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Moreover, Zhou Yuan wasn't just any Qi-Blood Realm; he was one with over a dozen Dao Values.
Ding Yao also realized, "It's indeed strange, maybe he's injured."
Not only were the people on the screen puzzled, but Zhou Yuan himself was also perplexed.
...
Zhou Yuan leaned against a tree, looking at the pure white snow and the string of footprints that marred the scenery. He couldn't help but curse, "Little bastard, you can really run."
As he stopped, a wave of weakness from the long journey hit him.
The suspicion on Zhou Yuan's face grew.
No way! With this distance, how could a Qi-Blood Realm Origin Cultivator feel weak?
Zhou Yuan sensed his own Qi and blood, and was shocked to find that much of it had dissipated.
What was going on?
How could his Qi and blood dissipate?
Zhou Yuan was utterly confused.
He had no hidden injuries or wounds, so how did the dozen Dao Values of Qi and blood within him dissipate to just two?
Along the way, he had been so agitated by Du Xiu's messages that he hadn't noticed his internal condition.
After pondering for a long time, Zhou Yuan reached a conclusion.
Someone had poisoned him.
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In the Wilderness, poison wasn't a mainstream method.
From afar, you'd use firepower; up close, you'd strike with heavy fists.
Poison was a lowly path, extremely troublesome to concoct, and to poison an Origin Cultivator, at least an Apothecary had to personally act.
But even if the poison was prepared, a new problem arose.
Poisoning was very troublesome.
There were only a few ways to poison: through the mouth, nose, or skin.
An Origin Cultivator with a bit of vigilance could resolve it.
With that time, an Apothecary could concoct other potions and earn a fortune.
Why bother with something so thankless?
The income didn't match the effort.
Zhou Yuan was puzzled about who poisoned him.
But he didn't suspect Du Xiu.
In his eyes, Du Xiu was at most sixteen years old.
A sixteen-year-old apothecary? What a joke.
With that skill, why not make a name for himself at the Hunters Guild instead of being a small mine slave?
Zhou Yuan felt the power within him. Although very weak, dealing with a frail underage mine slave was still no problem.
Zhou Yuan snorted coldly, "Wang Fang, just you wait. When I get back, I'll settle the score with you!"
The poisoning was most likely Wang Fang's doing; only he had the opportunity and motive.
Greed could move hearts. With Zhou Yuan dead, Wang Fang could reap all the benefits of this business deal.
......
In front of the screen.
Everyone saw Zhou Yuan's suspicious face, clearly realizing his own problem, but still gritting his teeth to continue the pursuit, and couldn't help but sigh internally.
What a deep grudge! He was determined to kill!
Meanwhile, on the other half of the screen was Du Xiu.
He stood in the Snow Forest, calmly looking around before finally choosing a spot.
There, he started building a snowman.
This action left everyone speechless.
With the situation so dire, he was building a snowman?
What a refined interest.
A young man beside Master Leng, Yang Tuyuan, sneered.
"Master, I think this kid has given up resisting!"
Master Leng also frowned.
Although he didn't think Du Xiu was playing with snowmen, after all, a genius apothecary who poisoned dozens of guards wasn't a fool.
But building a snowman was indeed useless for his current survival situation.
The best course of action now was to continue escaping.
While everyone had different thoughts, Du Xiu had already finished building the snowman.
And he wrote a few words under the snowman.
"I'm your brother."
The screen zoomed in again, showing the words on the ground, and everyone burst into laughter.
This kid was pushed to the edge and started cursing.
They were almost certain that Du Xiu was giving up.
While everyone was shaking their heads in regret, Du Xiu made another puzzling move.
He looked in a certain direction and threw his backpack over.
Then, he carefully stepped into the footprint pits, heading towards Zhou Yuan.
"What is he doing?"
"Zhou Yuan isn't far from him."
"Going back now, isn't he courting death?"
From a god's-eye view, everyone could see that Du Xiu and Zhou Yuan weren't far apart.
Although he didn't know why Master Leng favored Du Xiu.
But as long as Du Xiu died, everything would be fine.
He didn't have a personal grudge against Du Xiu, but as an apothecary's disciple, he naturally didn't want more competition.
Pharmacology wasn't ordinary teaching where a teacher could teach a class of fifty or sixty.
The complex and vast foundational knowledge of pharmacology meant an apothecary's energy was limited, and the difficulties each student faced were different.
Neglecting one for the other was the most common conflict when an apothecary guided their apprentices.
"Hey, he turned again, look."
Ding Yao exclaimed.
On the screen, Du Xiu suddenly turned at a certain point.
Originally, the line of footprints was on higher ground.
Now, Du Xiu was heading towards a side slope.
Leaving a line of footprints at the slope.
Everyone was once again confused.
With such thick snow, stepping on it left a pit, and such obvious traces couldn't be hidden.
Leaving footprints here, Zhou Yuan standing on the slope could clearly see the footprints on the slope.
He could see at a glance where Du Xiu went.
If he really escaped from here, Zhou Yuan would just follow this direction to catch up.
If he didn't escape from here, the broken footprints would alert Zhou Yuan that it was Du Xiu's diversion.
It was completely unnecessary.
"No, he jumped behind the rock!"
Just as everyone thought this was a foolish move,
Du Xiu crouched at a certain point on the slope, bent his knees, and leaped forward, landing right behind a large rock.
It was the only blind spot.
If viewed from the slope, Du Xiu's footsteps disappeared where he jumped.
"Amazing!"
Someone couldn't help but exclaim.
This method wasn't particularly clever, but thinking of it in such a short time was indeed not easy.
Yang Tuyuan snorted coldly, "Just being clever. Once Zhou Yuan finds the footprints in front of the snowman broken, he'll definitely turn around and continue searching, and then he'll be caught again."
Captain Wang glanced at him. Although Yang Tuyuan's words were harsh, they were true.
With the snow just fallen, such thick snow, a Qi-Blood Realm chasing an underage, it seemed like a sure-death situation.
Du Xiu could play tricks a thousand times, but once he made a mistake and let Zhou Yuan catch up, it would be over in a shot or a slap.
The only way to be saved now was for his people to arrive.
But looking at the distance, it seemed unlikely they'd arrive in time.
And Master Leng wouldn't let him use a drone to call for help, which was really strange.
Captain Wang pondered for a moment, then shifted his gaze back to the screen.