Family Cultivation: Rise of the Wilderness

Chapter 30 Flame Wheel
Bald Tiger is undoubtedly a cultivator who practices both physical and spiritual cultivation.

His magical power was incredibly strong, giving him extremely high defensive capabilities.

Furthermore, due to the strength and agility of the physical body, every strike is destructive to a Qi Refining cultivator.

Li Xiangming dared not fight back and retreated repeatedly.

At the same time, the mind is racing. Cultivating both the body and the Dharma has its advantages, but also its great disadvantages.

Someone like Baldy, who has devoted a great deal of energy to his physical body, will definitely have less dantian mana than other cultivators of the same level.

Simply delay and exhaust the opponent's power, and you can easily control them.

However, the other party's cultivation level was higher than his own, and he also had a companion.

If the two join forces, he will surely die.

Several images of death flashed through Li Xiangming's mind. His expression turned solemn. The best course of action now was to take advantage of the fact that the two had not yet joined forces and defeat them one by one.

Thinking of this, his eyes darkened, and instead of retreating, he charged towards the bald cultivator.

Seeing this, Bald Tiger was surprised but also delighted, because as long as he got close, it would be his territory.

The two arrived in an instant. Bald Tiger was completely unprepared and used both hands to grab Li Xiangming.

How could Li Xiangming do as he wished?
The Water Element Flag suddenly unfurled, blocking the bald cultivator's view. The prepared spell was unleashed as scheduled—several arm-thick streams of water surged forward continuously, which was Li Xiangming's signature move, the Water Prison Technique.

Just as Bald Tiger transformed his palm into a fist and repelled Shui Yuanqi, he was suddenly bound by the water flow, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

At the same time, two burning talismans flew out from Li Xiangming's fingers.

"It's a fire talisman."

The bald tiger broke out in a cold sweat, roared angrily, broke free from the water flow, and dodged away.

He is indeed a body-refining cultivator, but that doesn't mean he's willing to take two fiery talismans.

Although they managed to dodge it in time, the explosive talisman exploded instantly.

The smoke and dust stung the bald tiger's eyes.

He waved his hand, trying to disperse the smoke in front of him, but the smoke only increased and began to turn from black to white.

"The third one!"

Bald Tiger faintly heard the second brother's shouts and immediately sensed something was wrong; he had unknowingly fallen under the boy's spell.

I didn't see the other party cast any spells.

Just as he was thinking, his divine sense suddenly detected a powerful fluctuation of magical power. Bald Tiger quickly retreated, unwilling to accept such an attack that he could not see clearly.

"What a bizarre spell! We must leave this place."

Bald Tiger thought to himself that he couldn't find the other party's true form in this white mist.

This would be a huge loss for him.

The bald tiger immediately retreated, but no matter where he flew, the white mist always followed, causing him great distress.

On the other side, the smiling tiger was also taken aback when it saw the white mist. It quickly stopped the herd of wild boars and flew over.

"Can this white mist block out divine sense?"

The smiling tiger was filled with doubt and surprise. Some of his divine sense could penetrate the white mist, while others were blocked. For a moment, he could not find the pattern.

"Third brother, come out quickly."

The smiling tiger shouted, fearing that the bald tiger might get into trouble in this eerie white mist.

However, his voice disappeared without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

A while later, a violent explosion suddenly came from the mist. The Smiling Tiger could no longer hold back and summoned a white banner.

He held a white banner and waved it in the air; wherever he passed, the mist ceased to gather.

Soon, the fog thinned, and the bald tiger finally found an opportunity to fly out.

"Second!"

"Third brother, how is it?"

"That kid faked his death; he's a cunning fellow."

The bald tiger was panting heavily, but seemed to be alright.

As the two were talking, Li Xiangming also appeared from the end of the white mist.

The excessive output of mana in a short period of time made his face look a little pale, but his eyes remained sharp.

"Judging from your cultivation levels, you two are quite accomplished seniors. I wonder why you would attack someone like me who is just passing by?"

The Smiling Tiger and the Bald Tiger exchanged glances, and the Smiling Tiger answered first: "You are a member of the Li family of Dangui Mountain, right? We mean no harm, we just want to ask you something."

Can I ask you something?

Li Xiangming sneered. If it were an ordinary Qi Refining Level 6 rogue cultivator, after such a fight with the bald cultivator, he would be severely injured, if not killed. Was there any way to question him like this? They clearly wanted to capture him for interrogation.

However, in order to find out the reason, Li Xiangming suppressed his displeasure and continued to ask, "What do you want to know?"

Smiling Tiger did not answer immediately. Their purpose in coming here was to find White-Faced Tiger, but they could not say it out loud, otherwise they would expose their identities as the "Four Tigers" of the Mang Cult.

Bald Tiger, who was standing nearby, naturally knew all this and said, "Second brother, why waste words with him? I was careless just now. Wait a moment, I'll go and capture him."

Having witnessed the stampede by the wild boars, he had developed a contempt for the young man in front of him, which ultimately led to him suffering a loss in silence.

However, this was an accident. In his opinion, the opponent's magic was nothing special, and his cultivation level was not even at the late stage of Qi Refining.

As someone at the seventh level of Qi Refining, I am confident of victory.

Seeing that Bald Tiger had developed a competitive spirit, Smiling Tiger frowned, but he did not refuse. After all, with him in charge, a mere Qi Refining Level 6 cultivator could not cause any trouble.

Unable to extract any information, Li Xiangming was not disappointed. He simply watched quietly as the bald tiger flew towards him.

Suddenly, the bald tiger, which had flown halfway, stopped and turned around with difficulty to look at the smiling tiger.

"Lao San, what's wrong with you?"

"The third one?"

The smiling tiger, sensing something was wrong, shouted loudly.

Bald Tiger also wanted to reply, opening his mouth but his voice was barely audible.

"fall."

With a cold shout from Li Xiangming, Bald Tiger bled from all seven orifices and plummeted straight down from mid-air.

"The third one!"

The smiling tiger was both shocked and furious. He hurriedly flew to the ground, not daring to get too close, but with just one glance, he knew that the bald tiger was beyond saving.

In an instant, the desolation of losing three of the "Four Tigers" overwhelmed him. His smiling face hardened, his eyes widened in fury, and he glared at Li Xiangming: "You killed my brother, I will make you pay with your life!!"

Li Xiangming showed no expression. The bald cultivator had been caught off guard by his water snake technique in the mist without realizing it and failing to expel the insidious foreign magic in time. His fate was sealed long ago.

This was even though he wasn't proficient in the Water Serpent Technique; otherwise, the bald monk wouldn't be alive now.

However, he had used every means at his disposal to deal with the bald cultivator, and now his magical power was less than 50%.

There was one more, even more powerful, cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining.
Without saying a word, Li Xiangming turned around and transformed into a long rainbow.

"Want to go?"

The smiling tiger bit his lip, waved the white banner, and a gust of cold wind swept under his feet, catching up with Li Xiangming in no time.

"go to hell."

The smiling tiger struck out with a palm, and raging flames rushed up, creating an astonishing display of power.

Upon seeing this, Li Xiangming was secretly delighted, for the other party was a fire magic cultivator, while he himself was skilled in water magic.

Needless to say, Li Xiangming immediately made a huge water ball in retaliation.

However, when the water sphere entered the flames, it instantly turned into steam, but the flames did not diminish at all.

The difference in magical power rendered the traditional Five Elements restraint relationship useless.

Li Xiangming was unable to resist and was chased from the sky to the ground, and then from the ground back to the sky, running away with his head in his hands the whole time.

"This person is incredibly capable."

After only a short exchange, Li Xiangming couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

The bald cultivator's "dual cultivation of body and magic" looks intimidating, but it's actually not difficult to deal with because the opponent is straightforward and relies solely on magic power and brute force. This kind of combat mode has long been outdated.

This person was highly skilled in using magic, magical artifacts, and talismans, employing them in various ways, which put a lot of pressure on Li Xiangming.

"A prolonged defense will inevitably lead to defeat, and my magical power cannot sustain this for long."

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Li Xiangming's face hardened; he might as well take a gamble.

Closer!
Li Xiangming muttered something to himself and deliberately slowed down by half a beat. As expected, the smiling tiger fell for it, thinking that the young man's magic power was insufficient. He was three times faster, and even the Soul-Slaying Banner was fluttering.

Just as Smiling Tiger was about to strike with the banner, Li Xiangming suddenly turned around, ripped the sleeve off his left arm, revealing a red flying wheel mark.

A sense of foreboding washed over him, and Smiling Tiger immediately stopped in his tracks.

But it was too late. A red light flashed on Li Xiangming's left arm, and a series of flying wheels covered in flames shot into the sky.

If someone were to count them carefully, they would find that there are as many as ten.

Like a shark drawn by the scent of blood, the fiery wheel charged madly toward the smiling tiger without hesitation.

In an instant, the smiling tiger fell to the ground.

A sea of ​​fire!
(End of this chapter)