Cultivating Immortality: I Can See the Script of Life

Xiong Fu had never seen a mid-grade spell before, and he was careless.

If you want a severed limb to regenerate, you'll have to spend at least several hundred contribution points.

"However, according to my cousin's information, this kid has four decent Earth-based magic artifacts on him, worth nearly two thousand contribution points."

"As long as I can take him down, these will all be my spoils of war. The cost of limb regeneration is nothing, and I can even make a fortune."

Just as Xiong Fu was secretly calculating, the azure light he had summoned finally arrived, rushing straight towards Wan Yi's head with fierce momentum.

With just one impact, the Earth Tower, which Wan Yi had barely managed to summon, trembled violently, its spiritual light dimmed, and was once again forcibly shattered by the azure light.

Fortunately, although the Earth Tower was destroyed, it also weakened the power of the azure light considerably. Coupled with the defense of the Heavy Mountain Armor, the azure light struck the mountain phantom and ultimately failed to break through Wan Yi's defense.

However, Xiong Fu on the other side did not give Wan Yi a chance to catch his breath. He once again summoned the Divine Wood Mirror, and a beam of azure light was about to be released.

Xiong Fu laughed arrogantly: "Let's see how many times you can block it."

Wan Yi frowned deeply.

"Why hasn't the Tiger Poison Gu taken effect yet?"

"If this drags on any longer, I'm really going to be smashed into mincemeat."

Just as the azure light was about to fall, Xiong Fu suddenly froze, his body stiffening, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

"Poison? I'm poisoned?"

The tiger's venom had poisoned him, and Xiong Fu felt his magic power was in complete disarray. He was weak all over, and his face was covered with an abnormal golden color. He couldn't even stand up straight and collapsed to the ground.

The sacred wooden mirror that had been raised lost its magical support and fell to the ground.

Wan Yi would never let such a golden opportunity slip by, so he seized the chance to strike a fallen dog, sending a beam of yellow light hurtling towards Xiong Fu.

The power of the Mountain-Splitting Technique is terrifying; even a beginner cannot compare to it, as it surpasses even low-grade spells.

Xiong Fu was instantly reduced to dust by the yellow light.

Without the main force, the surrounding trapping formations turned into streaks of yellowish-brown light and slowly dissipated into the air.

The spirit-locking talisman in the air, no longer under human control, turned into streaks of yellow light and disappeared.

Wan Yi quickly retrieved the Kunyuan Blade, then picked up the mask, the Divine Wood Mirror, and the storage bag from the ground. He glanced around to make sure there were no other people nearby before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

But then he felt weak all over and dizzy.

Just now, I activated several low-grade magic weapons, including the Earth Tower, Kunyuan Blade, and Chongyue Armor, and used the Mountain-Splitting Technique several times in a row. My magic power has been greatly depleted and is almost exhausted.

"We need to find a place to recover quickly."

"If I were ambushed right now, I'd probably be dead!"

……

About fifteen minutes later, in a hidden cave somewhere outside the gate.

Wan Yi took out a bunch of pills from his storage bag and stuffed them into his mouth.

Once the elixir entered the stomach, it transformed into a continuous stream of magical power, flowing along the meridians.

Before long, his magical power was replenished, and his previous fatigue was swept away.

After his magic power was restored, Wan Yi's eyes darted around, and he began to make his own plans.

"No, we have to go back and check."

If I lack experience and leave any traces, it would be bad if someone traced it back to me.

Moreover, if Xiong Fu and Xiong Bi were truly related, Xiong Bi might come looking for Xiong Fu's whereabouts.

Then we can lay an ambush.

Thinking of this, Wan Yi opened the sealed cave entrance, confirmed that no one was around, and secretly returned to the place where he had just killed Xiong Fu, where he hid in a dense thicket.

Wan Yi observed for a moment and, finding no movement, pretended to be a passing outer disciple. As if he had noticed something, he began to grope and search.

Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to detect the array plate buried underground.

Wan Yi immediately unleashed a beam of yellow light, which slammed fiercely into the ground.

A crater was smashed into the ground, and a palm-sized array plate appeared in the crater.

Wan Yi quickly picked up the array plate and wiped off the dirt.

"I still lack experience. I actually forgot about the array plate just now. I can't be so careless in the future."

Wan Yi restored the ground to its original state, and after confirming that there were no signs of a fight, he nodded in satisfaction, then urged the Apricot Yellow Boat to fly away into the distance again.

In reality, he didn't fly far before quietly circling back and hiding in a more secluded dense forest, his eyes fixed on the spot where the fight had just taken place.

I refuse to believe it.

"Xiong Fu is definitely not unrelated to Xiong Bi."

"Since Xiong Fu is dead, Xiong Bi will definitely come to investigate."

"That ambush site was chosen by Xiong Fu. Perhaps Xiong Bi also knew about this place and was just waiting here for Xiong Bi to come to him."

"Let's settle this once and for all, so he won't be watching us day and night seeking revenge later."

"You can only be a thief for a thousand days, but you can't guard against thieves for a thousand days

"Instead of living in constant fear, it's better to take the initiative and nip it in the bud."

They waited and waited until evening.

It wasn't until nightfall that a figure arrived at this place.

It was Xiong Bi.

As soon as he landed, he looked around but found nothing. He then took out a dull, blood-red jade pendant from his pocket, his face growing increasingly grim.

"My brother actually died at that person's hands?"

"How is that possible?"

Xiong Bi was filled with doubt.

"My brother Mingming was so well-prepared, and his cultivation was higher than that guy's, so how did he still die?"

Xiong Bi carefully recalled Wan Yi's situation, his brows furrowing even more.

He remembered that when Wan Yi purchased magical artifacts at the Corpse Puppet Hall, he was only at the early stage of the embryonic breathing realm.

In just a few months, even with ample cultivation resources, one could only reach the mid-stage of the embryonic breathing realm at most, and could not possibly surpass Xiong Fu's cultivation level.

"How could he have killed his younger brother?"

"Could they be hiding some trump card?"

Just as Xiong Fu was racking his brains, Wan Yi, who was hiding in the shadows, suddenly focused his gaze.

The opportunity is coming!

A yellowish-brown throwing knife slashed towards Xiong Bi.

Xiong Bi was only in the mid-stage of the embryonic breathing realm, so his spiritual awareness range was not large to begin with. Coupled with his restless mind, by the time he realized the flying knife was coming, it was too late to dodge.

Even though he used an earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of magic that allows one to escape from the earth), he was still a step too slow.

The throwing knife pierced through Xiong Bi's shoulder, and blood gushed out instantly, causing him to shudder in pain.

Xiong Bi endured the pain and buried himself in the ground, not daring to show his face.

"hateful!"

"This kid is far too cunning!"

"After killing Fu Di, he didn't flee far away. Instead, he hid in the shadows, waiting for me to come to him."

"Truly a born demon."

"Fine, this kid ambushed me in the dark and took advantage of the terrain."

"I am injured now and cannot pinpoint his location, so I cannot confront him. I should retreat to recover and then carefully devise a plan for revenge."

"One day, I will tear this brat to pieces and avenge my brother!"

Thinking this, Xiong Bi quietly slipped away underground, wanting to get away from this place of trouble.

But before he could go far, he suddenly stopped, his face was tinged with a faint golden hue, and his magical power became disordered.

Xiong Bi's expression changed drastically.

"poison?"

"The knife is poisoned!"