A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Starting as a Rogue Cultivator

Just now, the other side couldn't hold back any longer and revealed itself, approaching the corpse of the three-eyed fire wolf...

But the next moment, Wang Li cursed under his breath, "Old fox."

"grass!"

Chapter 30 I'm really leaving, I'm really coming.

It turns out that the old guy in the audience was also acting.

They appeared to be approaching the corpse of the three-eyed fire wolf, but in reality, it was just to attract the attention of anyone who might be lurking in the shadows!

His greedy approach to the wolf carcass and his pre-arranged actions to harvest the treasures were all part of a battle of wits with the person lurking in the shadows. He was waiting for the moment when the lurking infiltrator would feel excited, thinking their prey had been caught.

At that very moment, the old man suddenly retreated rapidly backward, his retreat being extremely swift and clean.

Moreover, its speed was comparable to the triple combination of Wang Li's Wind Control Technique, Lightness Skill, and Swift Boots.

Furthermore, the agile changes in his footwork reveal that he has also made profound progress in the study of ordinary light-body techniques, even surpassing Wang himself.

Wang Li cursed inwardly, because the old man's feint was completely unexpected, almost causing him to miss the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Unfortunately, in the end, the devil was one foot ahead of the saint, or rather, the devil was one foot ahead of the saint: the old man flew back in the direction that was not elsewhere, but the place where Wang Li had been hiding!

This is also where Wang is hiding right now!

This guy had calculated everything, but he made a fatal mistake here: he ran right into the line of fire!

"Buzz..."

The Wind Chaser Sword was unleashed with lightning speed, heading straight for the old cultivator from the Giant Sword Sect who was hurtling towards him.

The Vermilion Bird Ring, wreathed in blazing flames, followed closely behind, serving as a finishing blow.

At the same time, on the middle finger of Wang Li's left hand, a ring sprouted wisps of whisk-like threads, which, under the shaping power of magic, quickly transformed into a six-foot-long bow.

As the bow is drawn and the string is nocked, magical power swiftly forms an arrow shaft, with the arrowhead from one of the five fragments of magical artifacts at the front of the shaft.

This arrow, lacking spirituality and power, and uncontrollable by magic or divine sense, could not be activated through spells. Therefore, it was not valued by Wanbaolou or other cultivators and remained gathering dust in the warehouse. Finally, thanks to Wang Li's appearance, it was brought back to light, its price of ten or twenty spirit stones reappearing, and it was given as a gift with the purchase of the Golden Light Brick Talisman.

While ordinary fragments of magical artifacts are indeed of little use, Wang Li still wouldn't underestimate any fragment. He always believed that these little treasures were simply overlooked because they hadn't met the right person.

Thus, after infusing a top-tier magical artifact, the whisk ring, with sufficient magical power, it can be shaped in various forms, one of which is a longbow. Furthermore, once transformed into a longbow, it can condense into magical arrows. By combining this with the arrowhead, or rather, by specifically completing the shaft for the arrowhead, the arrow fragments can also unleash terrifying destructive power.

At least in terms of penetrating power, it is comparable to top-tier magical flying swords.

In addition, being made of magical artifact materials, its hardness is unparalleled by ordinary top-tier magical artifacts, thus allowing it to be reused repeatedly.

"How dare you!"

The old man was furious and extremely frustrated.

This is truly bizarre.

Why am I so unlucky?

He was just sitting on the sidelines watching the show, doing nothing else, and was just about to run away, so how did he end up in such big trouble?

He admitted to murdering for treasure and being killed in retaliation; he also admitted to being greedy and attacking the corpse of the Three-Eyed Fire Wolf. But he did nothing wrong.

And the carefully chosen escape route turned out to be the most dangerous place! Holy crap, who the hell would turn back and hide in the same spot they were hiding in before?

But now, there's no room for him to plead his case.

Two powerful streaks of light came straight at him, and because they were accelerating face-to-face, they instantly closed to within three zhang of him.

At this point, he dared not harbor any illusions whatsoever.

With a grim expression and a cold glint in his eyes, he raised his right hand and threw the cane in his hand. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a streak of green light and flashed to block the path of the Wind Chaser Sword. The two magical artifacts collided, immediately unleashing a violent shockwave. They were evenly matched, and both were sent flying backward.

Top-tier magical artifact!

At the same time, a radiant bead and a shield brimming with spiritual energy floated above his head and beside him, instantly forming two layers of light screen, one gold and one blue.

"Pfft..."

Although the pearl that blocked the Vermilion Bird Ring withstood the strongest impact, it lost much of its spiritual power and was sent flying far away. The two layers of light barriers, under the subsequent attack of the Vermilion Bird Ring, were like two eggshells that shattered with a single tap, terrifying the old man so much that he quickly activated his small shield to meet the attack.

"when!"

The small shield, tilted at an angle of over seventy degrees and standing obliquely in front, lived up to his expectations. As it flew back, it did indeed change the trajectory of the Vermilion Bird Ring, sending the fire ring flying high into the air, giving him a temporary respite.

The next moment, the old man seized the opportunity to catch his breath and, with the force of the small shield flying back, changed his body and came to an abrupt stop. He managed to stop his forward momentum in an instant and then tried to turn back and escape.

"Fellow Daoist, it's a misunderstanding. We have no grudge against each other, why must you be so ruthless? I have sworn a solemn oath with my Dao heart that I will never reveal what happened today. I beg you to show mercy and spare this old man who has elderly parents and young children to support... uh..."

"Whoosh."

As the sonic boom resounded, the small shield that had spontaneously protected its master once again proved its worth: after being struck by the arrow fragment of the magic weapon, a large gap immediately appeared on the shield's surface. However, this also slightly altered the arrow's trajectory, allowing the old man who had quickly fled to be pierced only through the right shoulder, rather than the heart.

Damn it!

He made a mental note of it.

A fierce resolve secretly formed in his heart:

After this incident, we must find out who plotted against him, and then expose their "use of the Golden Light Brick Talisman to kill two direct descendants of the Lin family of the Qingxu Sect." At that time, we will use them to kill and avenge today's grudge.

However, although the old man was incredibly fast, Wang Li was even faster!

If this guy's maximum speed is no less than Wang Li's triple speed using the Wind Control Technique + Lightness Skill + Swift Boots, then the gap widens after the latter uses a low-level high-grade Divine Wind Talisman to enter the quartet.

"Speed-type magic item boots?"

The old man also noticed this, and his heart sank.

"Thorn."

As they passed each other, before the old man, inwardly groaning, could think of any other remedies, a flash of cold light appeared, followed by a gust of wind shooting past his side, and everything before his eyes suddenly began to spin:

Is this how I'm going to end up?

However, his thoughts only lasted for a brief moment before everything went black. His primordial spirit, having not had time to cast a spell, sank into silence along with his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Clap."

A head, tossed high into the air, landed heavily on the ground.

Their demise was instantaneous.

"Whoosh..."

Wearing a mask and a bamboo hat, and dressed in the attire of Huadaowu, Wang Li did not linger here after succeeding. He quickly cleaned up the surroundings and headed towards the southwest entrance of the forbidden area's high walls.

A quarter of an hour, half an hour, an hour—the first day quickly came to an end.

Strangely enough, there was little difference between day and night in this forbidden area; the sky was always gloomy and overcast.

Just as the full moon reached its highest point outside, a patch of grass a little further to the southwest stirred, and Wang Li's figure reappeared there!

"It seems no one is hiding anymore."

He muttered to himself, touched the timid little mouse playing in his palm, and then grinned regretfully.

This time, he appeared dressed in Qingxu Sect attire. The clothes had to be spares from the storage bags of the two unfortunate brothers of the Qingxu Sect.

Furthermore, the masks and straw hats have also been redesigned.

"Never mind, the central area is more important."

After saying that, he once again flew straight towards the southwest entrance of the forbidden area's high walls, skimming the ground on his sword.

Three hours later, as dawn broke, a figure emerged abruptly from the woods further to the northwest, his brow furrowed.

Without a doubt, it's still Wang Li.

Being overly cautious, after his magical power was fully restored, he secretly led the timid mouse to examine the battlefield inch by inch within a radius of two hundred feet, but found nothing.

This made him very unhappy.

Such a large bait only caught one yellow catfish!

It should be noted that the seven sects' disciples who entered the Crimson Forbidden Land this time numbered nearly 140; excluding the few conservatives who were unwilling to explore the central area, at least 30 people chose to venture in from the southwest entrance.

According to the principle of fan-shaped radiation, the number of people passing through this area from the direction of Wuzhi Lake, which is adjacent to the southwest entrance, should normally be no less than twelve or thirteen. But right now, even including him, there are only eight people showing up.

Wang Li didn't believe that the missing people had all gone to the other three entrances.

Unfortunately, time was running out, and he couldn't afford to linger here any longer.

He needed to get through the high wall entrance as soon as possible, then find a good spot to rest and prepare for venturing into the second level of the central area on the third day.

"Consider yourselves lucky."

After collecting the corpse of the three-eyed fire wolf, I selected my direction: the southwest entrance of the high wall. I then flew swiftly along the ground on my sword.

One hour later...

A few feet away from the two corpses in Huadao Dock, a mound of earth bulged upwards, and a figure stumbled out from it, gasping for breath of fresh air.

"This is insane, absolutely insane! Who fishes like this?"

Most people use fishing rods to fish, which is considered reasonable fishing; but that pervert who keeps appearing here is completely using a fishing net to catch fish!

"Little Black, thank goodness I have you!"

Feeling lingering fear, he carefully searched his surroundings with his divine sense.

This person was dressed as a disciple of the Spirit Beast Mountain, with a storage bag and two low-level spirit beast bags at his waist. At this moment, a black snake with its tongue flicking was coiled around his right arm.

The reason Wang Li couldn't catch his opponent for so long was twofold. First, the person had secretly used beast-repelling powder around himself, causing his pets, such as the Timid Mouse, to avoid approaching the battlefield area, thus indirectly escaping the three little ones' senses. Second, this person's spirit beasts were of a higher level than Wang Li's three little ones, and their perception abilities were also much superior. Consequently, the person's several sneaky returns were vaguely sensed.

"Hmph, kid from Yellow Maple Valley, don't think I won't recognize you just because you changed your clothes and disguised yourself; my little black dog has memorized the unique aura of everyone who participated in the trial."

This is probably the most annoying thing about Spirit Beast Mountain.

What humans cannot do, some magical beasts and spirits can do with ease, and this is precisely the case at this moment:

"Just wait, just wait for the Lin family of Qingxu Sect to retaliate. Those two are the eldest and youngest sons of the Lin family patriarch..."

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a sonic boom rang out, and the Spirit Beast Mountain disciple, who had just withdrawn his divine sense and was preparing to leave the area, felt his hair stand on end.

He instinctively darted to the side, simultaneously using defensive spells to erect a protective light barrier. But before he could stand up and continue dodging, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Looking down, I saw a hole the size of a thumb gushing blood.