Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 381 Visitors from Central Continent (Part 1)

The remaining two demonic cultivators were both shocked and furious. They never expected that one of their own would be killed in a single encounter.

The two exchanged a glance, but instead of engaging in combat, they stepped back to create some distance between themselves.

The current situation presents an overwhelming advantage for the cultivators of the Demon Ruins, so there's no need to force our way through these tough challenges.

Once the Demon Ruins' advantage continues to expand, they will naturally be able to kill them; there is no need to rush.

A relentless, forceful attack will only lead to the same fate as that colleague, resulting in death and destruction.

Li Yi had no intention of letting them leave, and immediately stepped forward.

At this point, killing one is better than none.

He had experienced the great battle with the Nangong family, which had taken a toll on him. He rushed back immediately afterward and hadn't had much time to recover.

But for some reason, the more he was in this situation, the more he felt that he had inexhaustible energy and fighting spirit, which grew stronger and stronger as he fought.

No one noticed that a demonic cultivator was hiding in the shadows not far away.

He didn't reveal any aura, his gaze fixed on Han Yuan.

For these cultivators of the Demonic Ruins, body cultivation is the most superior material for refining corpse puppets.

At the same level, body cultivators are extremely weak and can be killed with almost no effort. Their corpses are also extremely strong and usually have little spiritual power. They are easily tainted by demonic energy.

That's why Han Yuan attracted more than just those three people.

The man was completely focused, his left hand forming a hand seal, and a broken blade hovered in front of him, its surface shimmering with blue light, spiritual energy constantly gathering from his fingertips onto the blade.

Just as Li Yi was closing in on him, he gave chase.

Om-!
A beam of blue light shot out suddenly, moving with incredible speed, aiming for the back of Han Yuan's head.

"?!"

The special perception of killing intent by those who cultivate their bodies startled Han Yuan, who was barely managing to regulate his breathing, and he instinctively dodged.

In a single exchange, Han Yuan narrowly escaped.

However, this blue light was merely a feint.

The broken blade followed closely behind!

It was at this moment that the demonic cultivator, who had been hiding in the shadows and picking up scraps everywhere, finally revealed himself from the shadows.

Killing this body cultivator and taking his body will make us rich this time!
He thought so.

However, at that moment, a swirling blade of light appeared out of nowhere, and with a clang, it snatched the broken blade away and flew off.

Upon closer inspection, everyone realized it was a kitchen knife.

“…What?!”

Having failed to land a blow and having already exposed himself, the demonic cultivator panicked.

Before he could react, he saw a strange aura spreading across the battlefield.

How strange!

It's neither spiritual power nor demonic energy.

The aroma of cooking fires, the fragrance of grains, and the warmth of the hearth fire all carry a strange and dignified air.

This aura suddenly condensed, transforming into an enormous palm with clear lines resembling mountains and valleys, exuding an ancient and majestic aura.

The large hand grabbed the body of the Foundation Establishment demonic cultivator with unimaginable speed, as if it was meant to be there.

"what……"

The demonic cultivator's panic and confusion turned into terror.

His bones groaned under the unbearable strain, and his demonic energy was suppressed by that aura, making its circulation sluggish.

He struggled desperately, but to no avail.

He grabbed him with a large hand and shoved him aside. Suddenly, a huge black pot appeared on the ground.

Pfft!
The large hand ruthlessly shoved him whole into the pot, while the fat monk next to him kicked the lid shut.

Then he leaped and sat on the pot lid.

It was Li Qingfeng!
"what--!"

Although no one could see what was inside the pot, the screams coming from it were heart-wrenching and sent chills down everyone's spines.

Seeing Han Yuan's blank stare, Li Qingfeng casually said:
"Junior Brother Han, please don't misunderstand. I am not that man-eating demon. This cauldron is just cooking his demonic energy and spiritual power."

This bizarre scene made the other two demonic cultivators lose all interest in fighting and attacking, and they immediately scattered and fled.

However, there were far too many demonic cultivators on this battlefield.

Before the three could catch their breath, two even more powerful auras set their sights on them.

The newcomers were a man and a woman. The man was dressed in a scholar's robe with a blue flying knife hanging at his side. The woman was scantily clad, with a crimson silk ribbon around her waist that shimmered with spiritual light.

Both of them were actually cultivators at the Pseudo-Core Formation stage!
"Little brother is really amazing."

The scantily clad female cultivator looked at the three from Dongyuan Sect with great interest: "Fighting and killing is so tiring. Why don't you all come back to the Demon Ruins with me and become furnaces?"

"I'll spare your lives and let you enjoy all the pleasures you could want, how about it?"

The male cultivator had a cold expression, but with a flick of his fingertip, his spiritual light shone brightly.

"That fat guy's stuff is mine, the rest is yours."

Hearing the words of the scholar-robed cultivator, the female cultivator looked at the three with regret in her eyes: "Unfortunately, my colleague is unwilling to let you go."

As they spoke, the red silk robe slowly rose.

This is the most despairing aspect of the battlefield.

The cultivators in the Demon Ruins are endless. Even if an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator defeats and kills his opponent, there will be a constant stream of people coming to take his life.

If this continues, there will eventually come a moment when we are exhausted.

When that time comes, it will be the day of death.

Li Qingfeng looked solemn and turned his gaze to Li Yi.

Han Yuan had only recently established his foundation, and his foundation was still unstable. He couldn't offer much help in dealing with a fake core cultivator, and besides, there were many demonic cultivators around him eyeing him covetously.

For now, only the two of them can fight against the fake core.

Li Qingfeng's expression was solemn: "Senior Brother Li Yi, my strength is shallow, and I'm afraid I can't handle too much. I can only barely cover for you."

Ultimately, Li Qingfeng was only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

If it weren't for Li Yi's example and his own extraordinary skills and treasures, he wouldn't have had the confidence to challenge two pseudo-Core Formation cultivators.

"Junior brother, thank you very much."

Li Yi's gaze was fixed on the two men, a halberd gripped in his hand, and an even stronger fighting spirit surged forth.

"Oh?"

Seemingly sensing Li Yi's thoughts, the scholar-robed monk suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"You still want to resist?"

He felt looked down upon, and a surge of anger rose within him.

"Could it be that because he fought against a fake Core cultivator before, he thinks he can contend with us?"

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes: "You should know..."

"There are also differences between fake pills."

Han Yuan gritted his teeth, knowing that with his cultivation level, he couldn't help the two of them much. If he let his two senior brothers take care of him, he would only be a burden.

So even though he was unwilling, he retreated a bit further away for the time being.

However, this situation made many sharp-eyed demonic cultivators around them eager to make a move when they saw Han Yuan alone.

"Those two are now being targeted by Young Master Xu and the demoness, and they're probably going to die. They won't have the energy to protect that body cultivator anymore. Let's join forces and kill him. You can have his body, and I can have his Qiankun bag. What do you say?"

"Easy to say."

The young master Xu Kai mentioned by the cultivators of the Demon Ruins was the scholar in the Confucian robe.

Among the demonic cultivators of Dongyuan Sect who were slaughtered this time, apart from the nine Nascent Soul cultivators and one Golden Core cultivator, this Young Master Xu was probably the most ruthless.

However, his strength did not lie in his own power, but in the endless treasures he possessed.

This person was originally one of the candidates for the Daoist Child of the Demon Ruins, and his talent was considered excellent. However, many years ago in the Chu Kingdom, he was crippled by a rogue cultivator named Jiang Chaosheng with a single palm strike.

Although he was later sent back to the Demon Ruins for a meager treatment, he had too many hidden injuries and there was no hope of recovery. Naturally, there was no hope of forming a core, and in the end, he could only condense a false core.

Having reached the limit of his cultivation, he could only rely on external objects to strengthen himself. From then on, he developed an almost obsessive fascination with treasures and magical artifacts.

They spared no effort to collect all sorts of powerful magical artifacts.

Xu Kai's eyes were sinister, while the alluring female cultivator smiled charmingly. Both of their gazes swept over the Dongyuan Sect members, as if they were appraising two fine artifacts.

"kill."

Li Yi roared and took the initiative, his halberd flying across the sky, aiming straight at Xu Kai.

Li Qingfeng wielded the kitchen knife, which whirled around Li Yi, attacking the scholar in the ruan robe alongside him. At the same time, he was also preventing the alluring female cultivator from hindering Li Yi.

Xu Kai watched their actions and a cold look appeared on his face.

The aptitude and talent of these two individuals would be considered above average, not just in the Demon Ruins, but even in the Central Region.

Unfortunately, in the latter half of his life, what he hated most was genius.

A red light flashed from his sleeve and hovered beside him; it was a special talisman with a heavy and unique design.

Xu Kai made a hand seal with his fingers together, and wisps of red light emerged from the talisman and merged into Xu Kai's body.

"A talisman!?"

Li Qingfeng exclaimed, "Senior Brother Li, be careful!"

Li Yi frowned; he sensed that this person's aura was rising rapidly.

"laugh--"

A breath of stale air escaped from between his lips and teeth, and Xu Kai let out a satisfied sigh.

At this moment, Li Yi's halberd transformed into red and black lightning, already striking his face.

"How ridiculous and overestimating themselves."

A surge of spiritual energy erupted, and a streak of azure light suddenly appeared, striking the side of the halberd squarely.

Li Yi suddenly felt a powerful force pulling the halberd to the side.

"?!"

Such immense power! How could I be no match for it?!

The halberd grazed past Xu Kai's clothes, its black and red energy carving a deep trench in the ground, sending mud and rocks flying, but failing to harm the opponent in the slightest.

"not good!"

Li Yi paused, then slowly opened his mouth and curled up. He flipped his left palm over, and a purple talisman suddenly dissipated, transforming into blackish-purple lightning.

With a flick of his wrist, he pressed down on Li Yi's protective spiritual energy.

"boom--!"

A violent burst of lightning exploded instantly, the aftershocks sweeping across the battlefield and even clearing out a small area nearby.

Everyone looked up and saw Li Yi struggling to stand up from the ruins.

His armor was nothing more than an ordinary magical artifact, and it had now shattered, revealing his strong body with a charred chest.

In contrast, Xu Kai was calm and composed, and a light blue talisman appeared around his body.

The force of the explosion was gradually dissipated.

At this moment, two powerful beams of light, one red and one blue, slowly rotated.

With a flick of his palm, he summoned another black-purple lightning talisman.

Li Qingfeng's heart sank to the bottom.

"Two talismanic treasures... Heavenly Thunder Talismans..."

Those are two complete talisman treasures!

Moreover, the Heavenly Thunder Talisman is an extremely precious talisman, so how come it seems to be inexhaustible in his hands?

"This chubby kid has some knowledge..."

A sweet, charming voice came from beside him: "But you should worry about yourself."

But then she moved nimbly, her slender fingers flicking out several pink silk threads that wrapped around Li Qingfeng's limbs, carrying a strange, alluring fragrance.

On this side, facing the sudden attack from a pseudo-core cultivator, his shortcomings in cultivation were exposed.

He swung the kitchen knife to parry, while simultaneously activating his protective spiritual power.

The pink threads were strange and cunning; one part was cut off by the cleaver, while the other part, as if alive, pierced through his protective aura and wrapped around his wrists and ankles.

A chilling and malevolent force suddenly invaded his meridians and began to devour his spiritual power. Li Qingfeng felt his limbs gradually stiffen.

If this continues, they will soon be unable to move and will be at the mercy of others.

Li Qingfeng's breath gradually weakened, and he was firmly bound by the pink silk threads, suspended in mid-air.

The female cultivator chuckled repeatedly: "Hmm... your bones and muscles are quite strong. Taking you back as a furnace cauldron will also help me improve my cultivation quite a bit."

Her eyes were filled with lust.

"Tsk..."

Without hesitation, Li Qingfeng opened his palm, revealing two rice ball-shaped pills between the three fingers of his left hand.

This seems to be something he had prepared for all along.
With a flick of his finger, he sent the two pills into his mouth.

I am a chosen one, how can I die here! If I must die, I shall die at the hands of a Nascent Soul cultivator!

As the pill entered his stomach, he gradually felt a warm sensation throughout his body. A warm current flowed rapidly along his meridians, instantly dispelling the cold and dampness.

He regained control of his body.

"Ok?"

The female cultivator frowned, and for some unknown reason, countless red and pink spiritual threads emerged from her body, wrapping around the fat cultivator once again.

Snapped!
But then they saw Li Qingfeng sitting cross-legged in the air, his palms clasped together, his body sinking down, and he was muttering some words under his breath.

On this battlefield, those strange wisps of smoke rose again, converging towards Li Qingfeng.

Those vital energies swirled and circulated around his body, growing faster and faster.

His spiritual energy was gradually waning, but a unique aura was beginning to emerge.

"Kitchen God, please help me!"

hum-

At one moment, a golden light fell from the dark sky and shone on Li Qingfeng.

Behind him, a humanoid phantom, about ten feet tall, slowly materialized.

He was dressed in yellow robes with flowing hair, and held a ruyi scepter in his hand.

The female cultivator was shaken to her core, and an instinctive sense of danger made her take a few steps back.

Even Xu Kai glanced at him slightly.

"Summoning an ancient soul? Or a Dharma form?"

He frowned, feeling somewhat uncertain.

If he were a Dharma Aspect, given this chubby boy's strength and realm, he wouldn't be able to cause any trouble.

But if it's the legendary Yin-Yang lineage's method of restraining spirits and summoning ancient souls... he's only ever read about it in ancient books, never seen it with his own eyes.

But then, the aura of smoke and fire surrounding Li Qingfeng suddenly gathered and clung to his body.

Gold and red patterns slowly crept up his body and face.

Suddenly I opened my eyes!

A rosy cloud appeared in his eyes.

He slowly raised his hand and reached out towards the female cultivator. At the same time, the illusory figure behind him also raised the Ruyi scepter and pointed it at her from afar.

call.

A sound of someone breathing reached their ears, and suddenly a cluster of golden-red flames ignited on the female cultivator's body.

In the blink of an eye, it suddenly rose up fiercely and engulfed her entire body.

"what--!"

The intense burning pain made her scream in agony, frantically urging her spiritual power to condense water light and pour it over herself.

Unfortunately, the fire showed no signs of being extinguished; on the contrary, it burned even more fiercely.

(End of this chapter)