Druid Fairy

Chapter 21: The Turn of the Battle
Perhaps that old hunter also had a filial son and an obedient grandson. For the sake of his family's happiness, he fought for the village at an age when he should have been enjoying his retirement, and ultimately died an undignified death...

"But what does all this have to do with me?"

At this moment, Li Pingcan's indifference and coldness towards everyone except his family was fully displayed.

All beings suffer, so let's make others suffer a little!
The fighting continues.

The dazzling starry sky overlooks the battlefield where hoes and axes flash, reflecting the ferocious faces bursting with primal bestiality.

The torchlight flickered erratically as it swayed violently, and darkness gradually encroached.

Li Pingcan was held in Qin Shi's arms, and he could clearly hear his mother's rapid heartbeat. His thin shirt was soaked with sweat, sticky and sticky, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or his mother's.

Visibility was too low at night.

'Luckily, I had mushrooms!'

Initially looked down upon, the Spore series, due to the unique gray monitoring perspective of [Spore Sensing], actually provided clear visibility at night. The only drawback is that beyond a certain distance, the signal will be "out of service area".

At this moment, Xiao Hei is adjusting its angle and flying in the night sky with a gray mushroom in its mouth, essentially a flexible "drone".

Otherwise, Li Pingcan wouldn't have been able to detect the hunter's arrows and activate [Elemental Amplification] + [Dancing Wind]!
'Most of the torches have gone out, and the battle is raging in the grass. My 'Thorn Whip' will provide the greatest support.'

Under the cover of night, an unnoticed bluish light flashed through the grass, and thorns crawled darkly on the ground.

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"Qiang!"

A crisp metallic sound rang out.

With a deft movement, Li Rongzhou thrust his spear forward, deflecting the suddenly descending axe. The rusty axe spun countless times in the air before crashing heavily into the mud.

"Get out of here!"

He gave a cold shout, and the man, seeing that his hands were empty, was startled. His eyes cleared instantly, and he scrambled away.

Li Pingfu helped up the still-shaken Li Fang and whispered, "Uncle Li Fang, are you alright?"

Li Fang is the father of his friend Li Yuan. He is a bit old-fashioned and doesn't like to talk to his family much.

On Li Fang's honest face, a mixture of fear, complex emotions, and relief appeared.

When the blood rushes to your head, you're fearless. But when a cold wind blows, you realize you almost lost your life!
He stammered, "Brother Li... Brother Li, thank you, no, thank you, thank you so much!"

"We'll talk about thank you later," Li Rongzhou said curtly. "Pingfu, don't get distracted."

"Good dad."

Li Fang took a deep breath and silently followed behind the two—having almost walked through the gates of hell, he no longer had the courage that came from being swept up in the excitement of the crowd.

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The fierce battle continued, intermittently punctuated by the triumphant curses of the Peach Blossom Village residents.

"Bah! You're useless, you can't even hold a hoe properly, take this!"

"That scared me to death! That pole almost stabbed me in the neck! Luckily, the beast from Peach Leaf Village tripped and fell!"

"You coward who can't even stand up straight dares to fight with your grandfather!"

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The people of Peach Leaf Village, on the other hand, were extremely depressed.

For some reason, whenever a villager gains the upper hand and is about to win the "first kill," I feel like something is pulling and tugging at me from behind, or I lose my balance and trip and fall!
Will we attract any evil spirits?

In an instant, everyone in Taoye Village was filled with fear and anxiety, and the momentum quickly dissipated.

An anonymous druid watched with satisfaction as the scales of victory gradually tipped in favor of Peach Blossom Village.

No matter what, he was a member of Peach Blossom Village, and his perspective was dictated by his own position, so naturally he would side with his fellow villagers.

Constantly suppressing the power of the [Thorn Whip], the thorns moved like ghosts in hidden corners. This level of harassment was insignificant in the chaos of battle.

They deliberately avoided getting close to Zhou Enxian's fighting circle to avoid being discovered.

"A full-scale [Thorn Whip] that clears all mana at once should be able to instantly divide and control the battlefield of mortals." Li Pingcan observed the battle and silently estimated his current strength.

Even for a Bone Realm martial artist like his father, it would be difficult to get close to him before his "mana" was completely depleted, and he might even get hurt by the thorns.

A martial artist at the Qi and Blood Realm is different.

His "spore-sensing" gaze was directed in Zhou Enxian's direction.

His blood and qi surged, he bent his knees and lowered his waist, and a blurry phantom of a blood tiger appeared behind him. When he pushed out with both palms, a bloody wind howled.

The opposing martial artist was not to be outdone, and the two fought back and forth with great momentum, inspiring awe in all who beheld them.

Li Pingcan felt something was off. After looking at it for a long time, he finally figured it out, and his expression instantly turned strange.

"This is fucking rigged!"

The villagers were fighting with bloodshot eyes. You're just exchanging blows among yourselves, stop when you've reached the point of victory!

Upon further reflection, it became clear.

Once you reach the Qi and Blood Realm, who would be willing to go all out and risk their life for a mere battle to seize water?

"The louder the fart, the more it shows that no one really did anything. This guy is even better at slacking off than the working class in my previous life."

Li Pingcan felt inferior to him.

However, given the strength Zhou Enxian is currently displaying, it would probably only take him a few breaths to break free of the thorns.

This is a difference in the level of power.

Of course, as long as there are enough thorns, it can still buy time.

"Besides practicing martial arts, is there any other way to increase 'mana'?"

Li Pingcan immediately thought of spirit stones or spiritual objects.

Since the essence, energy, and spirit cultivated through martial arts can be transformed into "blue energy," there's no reason why spiritual energy can't as well.

If he could cultivate immortality, absorbing spiritual energy from the stones while unleashing area-of-effect skills, even a martial artist at the Qi and Blood Realm would be worn down to death by him.

Of course, at present, this is just an ideal and a beautiful wish.

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"Brother Zhou, isn't this enough for the performance?"

"Brother Wang is right, let's call it a day."

There's no money to be made; it's just out of courtesy. Why risk your life?

Zhou Enxian and the martial artist surnamed Wang exchanged a smile, and then exchanged a punch in mid-air. In an instant, the power of the punches dissipated, but the residual force remained, blowing the withered leaves and weeds on the ground to pieces.

The roars of the two martial artists echoed throughout the arena.

"Hehehe! You surnamed Zhou, I'll spare you this time!"

"Heh, stop talking big. Next time I'll make sure you're born early!"

They then sounded the retreat and returned to their respective villages, leaving behind only a trail of blood.

Due to certain unforeseen circumstances, today's events clearly ended in defeat for Taoye Village. Village Chief Fang was furious, but helpless, and could only relinquish control of the water source.

The old village chief of Peach Blossom Village, who was on the winning side, did not look joyful.

Today's brawl also resulted in many deaths and injuries in Peach Blossom Village. Whose husbands were they? Whose sons? Whose pillars of support...?

"Well, it's still better than a year of famine where everyone goes hungry and starves to death!"

"It's all about survival."

In the salty, damp wind, the old village chief muttered to himself.

The starry night was still brilliant, shining equally on every sorrowful face.

(End of this chapter)