Become a God Through Battle

This continent is full of powerful experts. There are strange beasts, ordinary people, mighty warriors, and immortals. There is always someone stronger, and even immortals have their betters. He is from this continent, and he is at the peak of the Martial Sage realm. I just heard him say his name is Chen Fei, and that he is a peak Martial Venerable. I have no chance of resisting him with my current strength. I know that if I fight him head-on, I might die. I should leave first and think about it later. No matter what, I'm still young, and I have a long road ahead of me, so I'd better run!

So I cupped my hands toward him and said, "Big brother, I have something to take care of, so I won't trouble you to show me the way. The roads here are rough, but I can manage on my own. I won't impose on you." He smiled and said, "It's no trouble at all. What spirit medicine are you planning to pick? Do you need any help?"

I said, "I'm going to pick Purple Flame Qilin, but I'm still very weak. I hope you can show me the way, big brother. I need to get deep into the mountain range as soon as possible to pick the spirit medicine. Sorry to trouble you."