Living as a Mortal: Grinding Experience Starting from the Underworld

"Zhang Feng, the possession technique used by a Nascent Soul cultivator will greatly deplete the cultivator's spiritual power. You are just a burden by having this person with you now."

"Put this person down immediately, or I, the young master, will spare your life."

Seeing Zhang Feng's explosive speed gradually widening the distance between them, Wen Tianren turned pale and used his spiritual power to send another loud telepathic message.

Zhang Feng was not surprised but delighted upon hearing this, as the possession technique consumed a large amount of spiritual energy.

From this perspective, Wen Tianren is currently in a similar state to Jin Li, both suffering from spiritual energy depletion.

Fight or flee? Two thoughts flashed through Zhang Feng's mind.

Jin Kui has already told him to take Jin Li back, and there's no point in staying here and fighting Wen Tianren any longer.

We still have to escape!

Zhang Feng made up his mind and continued to use his escape technique with all his might.

"Hmph, you won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!"

Wen Tianren snorted coldly, and a bottle of pills flew out of his storage bag. He swallowed several pills that restored his spiritual power.

A flash of inspiration struck him, and Wen Tianren's speed increased once again.

Suddenly, a purple stream of light appeared within Zhang Feng's divine sense.

What incredible speed!

Zhang Feng was slightly startled. He dropped the high-grade spirit stone that had lost its spiritual power and once again activated his escape technique with all his might.

It transformed into a deep blue light from the ocean and vanished.

You have elixirs, I have top-grade spirit stones, let's see who can outlast whom.

"High-grade spirit stones?"

"You rogue cultivator, you're quite wealthy."

"However, you're not qualified to compare your wealth with Mr. Wen's!"

Wen Tianren took out several more bottles of pills and put them into his mouth one by one.

The purple light accelerated again, following the trail of Zhang Feng's escape.

Zhang Feng kept his divine sense firmly focused on Wen Tianren behind him, and when he sensed that Wen Tianren's speed was increasing again, his heart tightened.

There was no time to absorb more spiritual energy from the spirit stones; he had to unleash an even faster speed and escape into the deep sea.

Zhang Feng ran his fingertip across his brow, forcing out a few drops of essence blood from his body.

Wow!

Zhang Feng formed a hand seal, and his essence blood dispersed into a blood mist, adhering to his body.

In an instant, Zhang Feng's speed increased significantly, leaving the purple streak of light behind.

"Burning essence and blood?"

"I'd like to see how much of your life essence you can burn!"

Wen Tianren's expression darkened. Once Zhang Feng escaped into the deep sea, the difficulty of pursuing him would double. He had to intercept him before that happened.

A drop of purplish-black essence blood dispersed into a blood mist that burned intensely around Wen Tianren, instantly matching Zhang Feng's escape speed and even showing signs of surpassing him.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng forced out a few more drops of essence blood and continued to accelerate.

Wen Tianren was equally unwilling to be outdone, and continued to burn his essence and blood.

As time went on, their escape speed actually slowed down due to the depletion of their vital essence.

Wen Tianren seized the opportunity, and the Heavenly Sun Gold Needle in his palm emitted a sharp golden light, into which a massive amount of spiritual power was poured.

"go."

With a soft cry, Wen Tianren sent the Heavenly Sun Gold Needle into a golden streak, which plunged straight into Zhang Feng's water.

Oh no, there's danger.

Zhang Feng sensed a faint stinging pain coming from the top of his head.

The Seven Star Silver Bottle instantly spun and appeared in front of Zhang Feng.

Ding!

With a crisp clang, the remaining four stars on the Seven Star Silver Bottle were extinguished instantly.

The bottle was covered in cracks and shattered with a crack.

With his magical artifact destroyed, Zhang Feng's face paled slightly, but thankfully he managed to block the attack.

"I'd like to see how many defensive treasures you have!"

Wen Tianren controlled the Heavenly Sun Golden Needle and attacked again.

Zhang Feng's right hand was holding Jin Li, making it difficult for him to dodge; he had no choice but to take the hit head-on.

Zhang Feng made a firm decision, and a thin, black spiritual needle appeared beside him.

"go!"

The Shadow Needle skimmed across the water, leaving a thin black shadow before shooting out.

Ding!

Like needles clashing against wheat awns, the tips of two needle-shaped objects collided.

"Cough! How dare you damage my natal magic weapon!"

Wen Tianren looked troubled and angrily spoke up, wanting to recall the Heavenly Sun Golden Needle.

Zhang Feng was also pale and his consciousness was damaged, but the Shadow Needle advanced instead of retreating.

The black needle shadow caught up with the golden Heavenly Sun Gilded Needle in an instant, and they attacked and collided again.

Surely the magical artifacts left behind by a Nascent Soul cultivator can't be inferior to yours.

Zhang Feng thought to himself, it's not a bad deal to damage an enemy's natal magic weapon with an ordinary magic weapon.

The clash of the needles grew increasingly fierce, and Wen Tianren's face gradually turned pale.

He formed a hand seal, desperately summoning back the Heavenly Sun Gilded Needle.

Zhang Feng was also pale, but a smile appeared on his lips.

This is the moment we've been waiting for.

The Shadow Needle once again pursued the Heavenly Yang Golden Needle and arrived beside Wen Tianren.

"burst!"

Zhang Feng's face was deathly pale. He made hand seals, preparing to self-destruct the Shadow Needle.

Pale aura filled the black needles, and violent spiritual power surged forth.

A hint of fear flashed in Wen Tianren's eyes, and he knew things were going badly.

Bang!

With a loud bang, a purple figure gracefully descended.

"Ahem!"

"That despicable Zhang Feng! How dare you damage my natal magic weapon so severely! I, Wen, will never forgive you!"

Holding the Tianyang Liujin Needle with its needle missing, Wen Tianren roared, and blood gushed from his mouth.

A small spirit bell quietly released spiritual energy beside him, and the armor on his body also emitted spiritual energy.

Only when both defensive magical artifacts worked together was he spared serious injury.

"Two magical treasures have been destroyed in a row. I'd like to see how many more you have!"

After a moment of recuperation, Wen Tianren reluctantly withdrew the Heavenly Sun Gold Needle from his body and once again chased after Zhang Feng in the direction he had fled.

Zhang Feng covered his lips, which were coughing up blood, and noticed that Wen Tianren had stopped because of his injury. Without pausing for a moment, he used his escape technique again.

"Um, Brother Zhang, what's wrong with me?"

Jin Li finally woke up slowly.

Zhang Feng was overjoyed and released his grip.

"Brother Jin, we're being chased by Wen Tianren! Run!"

"what?"

Jin Li was startled and hurriedly used his escape technique to follow behind Zhang Feng.

However, being in the sea, Jin Li's escape speed was obviously not fast enough, and he fell behind Zhang Feng by a distance.

Zhang Feng had no choice but to emerge from the water and summon the Yin Thunder Pearl, instantly unleashing a thick cloud of dark mist several meters wide.

"Quick, keep up with me."

Jin Li then emerged from the water and plunged into the dark clouds.

"Brother Jin, please give me your full assistance in unleashing this treasure!"

Zhang Feng cried out urgently.

Jin Li understood and hurriedly released his own spiritual power.

A dark cloud several meters wide flew into the cloud layer, bursting with astonishing speed.

"Don't leave!"

A purple figure pursued them, sending dozens of three-foot-long ice spikes shooting into the clouds.

This is really troublesome!

Zhang Feng looked troubled. Two magical treasures had been destroyed in quick succession, and even with his considerable wealth, he couldn't withstand such losses.

However, Jin Kui personally delivered Jin Li to him, and if he didn't manage to escape successfully with him, he might have a hard time explaining himself to Jin Kui.

Moreover, it's possible that Old Ghost Jin Kui is watching the situation here through Jin Li.

After a moment's hesitation, Zhang Feng still unleashed Sect Leader Sun's magic weapon.

The two short blades merged into a long halberd, which, under Zhang Feng's control, flew out of the thick fog and headed straight for the purple figure.

Ding ding ding!

The halberd and the ice spike collided violently, and spiritual energy exploded and scattered in all directions.

When Wen Tianren saw the halberd coming, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Feng's natal magic weapons are several flying swords, which is known.

This halberd is definitely not his natal magic weapon, so the possibility of him self-destructing again is close to 100%.

Wen Tianren once again summoned the Spirit Bell and protective armor.

boom!

A loud explosion was heard.

As expected, Wen Tianren clutched his abdomen, his eyes twitching slightly.

Originally, being possessed by his master had already depleted his spiritual power considerably. Now, not only has his natal magic weapon been damaged, but his life essence has also been burned several times.

He was starting to feel the effects of his injuries.

Thinking of Jin Li, who had just regained consciousness, Wen Tianren felt a pang of panic.