Purple Bamboo Ridge was vast, and Bo Qing bolted to draw away the disciples of the Hunyuan Sect.
In his younger years, he was a lazy sort; he hadn't learned much of the Demon Sect's Demon Techniques, but his skill in escaping was first-tier.
Especially since he was a mischievous child, every time he caused trouble, he would be chased by his own father, the Sect Master of Jueqing Sect, like a monkey, scurrying all over the Jueqing Sect.
The group of more than twenty Hunyuan Sect disciples followed Bo Qing, and every time they were about to catch up with him, he would suddenly disappear.
But just when they were about to give up, Bo Qing would pop up again like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
Jun Yu soon realized, Bo Qing seemed to be deliberately toying with them and had no intention to engage in a fight.
He suddenly remembered something.
"Not good, we fell for their distraction strategy. Quick, back to Purple Bamboo Forest."
