Lu Fangke could not perceive Fu Ruhai's inner turmoil. He only saw Fu Ruhai as if he had entered a meditative state.
He mused that this was the perfect opportunity for a surprise attack. While using words to confuse, he channeled his spiritual energy throughout his body and launched a powerful strike!
If Fu Ruhai could not dodge this attack, he would surely be pulverized and meet his end!
Fu Ruhai did not move indeed, seemingly having no intention of dodging Lu Fang's attack.
Lu Fang's heart filled with smugness, and he intensified his attack.
The palm strike was aimed at Fu Ruhai's chest, and in a flash, it was only two inches away from his body.
Suddenly, Fu Ruhai turned around. A surge of internal energy rushed from his dantian to his right arm, and he struck out, directly hitting Lu Fang's arm.
"Ouch!"
Lu Fang's sneak attack had failed, and he was struck. He cried out in pain.
However, he dared not be negligent for a moment. He dodged and fled to a distance.
Fu Ruhai seized the opportunity to pursue. Leaving aside the fact that he felt his spiritual cultivation had increased significantly, Lu Fang, having been struck, had already lost the ability to fight back. If he could capture him in one fell swoop, it would be like severing an arm of their enemy!
Lu Fang's initial attack missed, and his right arm was struck by Fu Ruhai's attack. His bones felt as if they were tearing, and he felt his arm might be crippled!
He could only endure the searing pain and flee desperately as if flying.
The net surrounding him was rapidly closing in. Lu Fang dared not slacken his pace.
While fleeing, he hoped someone would lend a hand and delay Fu Ruhai.
Fu Ruhai, on the other hand, acted at his will. With the changes in his thoughts, the net on the ground constantly expanded and contracted.
Sometimes it would surround Lu Fang from the left, and sometimes it would envelop him from below.
However, Lu Fang, like a cornered beast about to be killed, desperately thrashed left, right, up, and down, running for quite some time.
"Hahaha! Lu Fang, where do you think you're running!"
Fu Ruhai chased and spoke, aiming to distract Lu Fang for an easy capture.
Lu Fang endured the pain and dared not be distracted. Wherever he couldn't see the net, he sprinted with all his might.
This couldn't go on forever; he would eventually be caught.
The situation was dire, and as he was agonizing over a solution, Fu Ruhai called out his name, and an idea suddenly struck him.
Fu Ruhai saw him slow down, knowing he must be exhausted from running.
In their previous fights, neither of them had the upper hand.
This time was different. From the moment they exchanged blows, Fu Ruhai knew he had improved significantly.
To say it was a crushing victory would be an exaggeration, but it was a fact that he had held the advantage from beginning to end.
"Hmph! Where do you think you're going to escape! Surrender quickly and avoid further suffering!"
Fu Ruhai chuckled inwardly, seeing that Lu Fang could not escape, and persuaded him.
Lu Fang turned his head and said, "If you stop chasing, I'll stop running!"
Even so, he still did not dare to stop.
Fu Ruhai could speak, but the net chasing him could not. If he were caught, it would be all over!
"If you don't run, I won't chase! Stop!"
Fu Ruhai, believing him, said earnestly.
"You... you first... retract the net... otherwise, it will stick to me!"
The net was chasing Lu Fang closely, and he could only speak intermittently.
"How about this, I'll count to three, and we'll stop at the same time!"
Fu Ruhai said as he chased.
"Okay!"
Lu Fang finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the severe pain in his body intensified when he relaxed. He couldn't help but cry out, "Ouch!"
"One!"
"Two!"
"Three..."
Fu Ruhai was true to his word. As soon as he counted to three, he began to retract the net.
Seeing the net shrink, Lu Fang gave a sly smile, "Hehehe! Fool, we'll meet again!"
When Fu Ruhai looked at Lu Fang, the surroundings instantly transformed into five or six Lu Fangs, who fled in all directions!
"Damn it! You're not keeping your word!"
Fu Ruhai cursed.
Lu Fang's mouth was also not idle, and he taunted, "It's your own stupidity, and you blame others for not being trustworthy! Have you ever seen anyone keep their word with a Rakshasa? Hahaha, hahaha!"
The figures were in different places, and their voices came from all directions.
Fu Ruhai wanted to net them again, but he didn't know which was real. He could only chase them based on his intuition.
But it was too late.
Lu Fang had, after all, escaped. The illusory figures also dissipated after a while!
"Hmph! Lu Fang, you shameless scoundrel, I won't let you off so easily next time!"
Fu Ruhai grumbled indignantly.
Although he did not capture Lu Fang, he had exposed his scheme, and the small clinic could have some peace for a while.
Lu Fang, dragging his injured arm, returned to the Asura Field and happened to run into Na Qianlai.
"What happened to you?"
Na Qianlai asked haughtily.
"Reporting to my Lord! Your subordinate... Your subordinate, ouch! I'm... injured!"
"Who injured you?"
"It... it was Fu Ruhai!"
"It was him? After a few days, he has such power? Your cultivation has increased significantly since last time, and he's even stronger than you?"
Na Qianlai said slowly.
"I was ambushed by him. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been beaten like this!"
Lu Fang explained, his heart filled with unwillingness.
Clearly, they had both worked just as hard, and he had even consumed a considerable amount of lucky fruits. If not better than him, there shouldn't be such a gap.
"Hmm!"
Na Qianlai nodded and then said, "You will stay in the Asura Field for a while and recover from your injuries as soon as possible. Our operation is about to begin, don't let it mess up the big plan!"
"Yes, yes, yes. Your subordinate will do his utmost to assist my Lord in ascending to the Heavenly Extreme!"
Lu Fang bowed.
Mentioning the grand undertaking they were about to embark on, Lu Fang's heart filled with fighting spirit, and even the pain in his injuries felt half-healed.
After planning with Na Qianlai for so long, they were finally about to show their prowess.
"Go to the Asura Field and choose some suitable lucky roots to consume. Your injuries will heal faster that way."
Hearing that he could choose lucky roots freely, Lu Fang was even more delighted.
Before this, Na Qianlai would bestow lucky roots, and he could only have whatever was given, which might not be the most suitable for his cultivation and thus not very meaningful.
He never expected that this unexpected injury would bring such a reward; it was truly a blessing in disguise.
"Thank you, my Lord!"
Lu Fang said happily.
"Hmm! Let's not talk about this. How is the matter of money being handled?"
Na Qianlai changed the subject.
The Asura Field required a lot of lucky fruits to nourish the spirits.
Although they were nourished by lucky roots, the spirits had lost a lot of their ferocity, which would greatly reduce their combat effectiveness!
Therefore, after much consideration, Na Qianlai adopted Lu Fang's suggestion to inject more worldly desires into them to counteract the constant energy brought by the lucky roots.
"Hu Tianhan is handling this matter, so you can rest assured! He's a natural rogue, and finding ways to make money is a piece of cake for him. Just you wait and see!"
"Oh, good, good, good!"