Hadian threw the token away on the desert surface while Mulia and Uncle Erik took out a similar token out of their spatial rings.
Mulia had a determined expression on her face while she threw it away. She looked at her uncle and saw him doing the same while simultaneously shaking his head.
"I never thought I would betray the Falling Snow Sect in my lifetime..." A vague such escaped Uncle Erik’s mouth. He had lived for more than two hundred years, however, it seemed like...
He turned to look at Mulia and Hadian as his lips turned into a grin, "Little girl, we can’t stay in the Tripartite Alliance Territory or we will be hunted down if they ever came to know that we are free of slave seals instead of being saved."
Hadian nodded his head, "We can’t return to the Towering Cloud Hall Territory or the Falling Snow Sect Territory, so we can only head to the Alstreim Family Territory."
His expression was no longer downcast but renewed with determination. He gave a look towards Mulia and they nodded their heads simultaneously.
They both then looked at Davis as their expressions turned solemn.
Hadian spoke, "We are willing to hand over any treasures that we possess that you might ask of us."
Mulia continued, "Are you willing to help us get to the Alstreim Family Territory?"
Davis didn’t speak as he kept his mouth shut.
Instead, he inwardly delivered two claps for them thinking ’as expected’. A cultivator’s will is not that easy to break. It can only be done through extended torture.
Even for a heart demon to take over them, they must be on the brink of their will shattering.
He looked at them while thinking about whether to help them or not.
He had already repaid his debt, even twice the times. Once was when he saved Mulia from Old Man Garvin, and the other was just a while ago.
As for the treasures they promised they would give, he doubted that they would anything useful.
He had King Grade Treasures and even Emperor Grade Treasures, so he doubted that they would possess something that was capable of piquing his interest.
Davis pondered for a few seconds before he gave his answer.
"Alright."
His decision to let them follow him was none other than for two reasons.
First, he had once done a disgusting action like placing a scythe over the neck of his benefactor when he was exposed in front of the Tripartite Alliance Elders. Even now, he felt slightly ashamed for that action.
Second, the two of their groups were heading in the same direction, to the Alstreim Family Territory.
If the other party’s destination was something like the Towering Cloud Hall Territory or the Falling Snow Sect Territory, he would have undoubtedly declined.
Once they heard Davis’s words, they turned inwardly jubilant.
"Wait!" Uncle Erik called out, garnering the attention of the others.
Davis felt the urge to sigh. What else was left?
He extended his hands and three spatial rings which were on the ground flew towards his direction. He bound it to himself and threw some objects away from those three spatial rings he gathered.
He was done in a few seconds.
Unbinding the three spatial rings from himself, he threw those towards Davis.
"I relatively know about what these Seventh Stage Cultivators use for tracking, so I managed to find them all and throw them away." He spoke as Davis caught the three spatial rings in his palm.
Uncle Erik pointed his finger at an object on the ground and spoke, "Look, at a glance, it is nothing but a Peak-Level Sky Grade Essence Gathering Manual, but it had been stealthily marked by the work of formation."
"If you took it with you, then the headquarters would eventually be able to find you by using the respective formations to invoke the tracking, left by the Seventh Stage Cultivator in the headquarters. These methods are left by them in order for the headquarters to react if there are any contingencies while doing missions."
"The items in those three spatial rings are far worth than any of the items that we three possess."
Uncle Erik gave off a grin, "I presume that it’s enough for you to accompany us till the territory gate of the Alstreim Family Territory."
Davis just nodded his head. He had no way to figure out what kind of tracking objects they might use but now that those were out of the spatial rings, he had no fear in taking them.
What if Uncle Erik lied and left a tracking item in one of those spatial rings? From the looks of it, the other party seemed to be a formation master, however, he wasn’t worried because they would be traveling together.
If Uncle Erik did indeed leave a tracking method that could be invoked from the headquarters, then they both would get screwed, so that scenario seemed unlikely.
Davis cast a glance at the Sky Grade flying boat which was floating in the air at a distance.
"You might not want to take it since it is also filled with tracking formations. You could destroy those small tracking formations but it would instantly provide feedback to the Tripartite Alliance Headquarters..."
Davis’s smile froze when he heard Uncle Erik speak. He could only silently give up or try to use his concealed soul force to seal his surroundings and destroy the formations.
Suddenly, quite a few undulations spread from the objects that were on the ground. Some were very vague, hard to sense for the others but Davis, Isabella and Uncle Erik could sense it.
"There! The Tripartite Alliance Headquarters has started tracking! They probably noticed the Seventh Stage Cultivators’ life tablets break." Uncle Erik’s expression turned ugly.
Looks like the one who is attending the life tablets in the headquarters wasn’t slacking this time!
But he knew the reason why!
"Let’s leave then..." Davis spoke and instantly shot off into the distance while carrying the others with his Soul Force.
Since his soul was engulfed in Fallen Heaven’s presence and it’s dark like energy, it gained the property to give off fewer undulations and stay invisible to most of the equal level cultivators, and even to higher level cultivators.
The existence of Soul Force itself was quite vague, and his soul force was even vaguer, bordering on the level of invisibility.
If Davis used it in battles, his equal level opponents wouldn’t even see his soul force heading in their directions! They wouldn’t even feel it unless they came in contact with it! That’s why those Seventh Stage Cultivators’ reactions delayed when they finally sensed his Soul Force attacking them.
Princess Isabella looked at Davis’s back as he carried them with his Soul Force. If she had taken them away, she would give off undulations that would invite trouble but with her speed, she doubted that they would catch up.
But unlike her rough handling at that time, his hold was so gentle and formless as if she could feel herself floating in the water. However, unlike the warm spring water, she felt somewhat cold.
At this moment, she also renewed her determination to increase her crappy Soul Forging Cultivation.