Demonic Demoness Training Project

In reality, Lu Li is able to clearly recognize which achievements are based on his own efforts and which are simply due to luck, and he never relies on luck.

The next moment, Ji Lie, like a maddened beast, pounced on Lu Li again.

Bang bang bang!

The battle between the two sides was about to break out. Lu Li had already met this guy at Su Xiaoya's place. Under the influence of the immeasurable calamity, the guy had an excess of yang energy, so he became the most masculine of all.

"Sigh, it's infuriating to compare yourself to others. Why should you be affected by countless eons? That's just going to the other extreme."

As Lu Li sighed inwardly, Elder Duan quipped:

"Look on the bright side, at least he's become this inhuman, ghost-like state, but you've become more beautiful, haven't you?"

"You old geezer, shut up!"

Duan Lao chuckled strangely. She suddenly realized that when she scolded Lu Li, Lu Li didn't react at all. Instead, she praised Lu Li for being beautiful, which almost made Lu Li jump up in anger.

Oh, you're in a hurry.

She feels happy whenever she sees Lu Li looking unhappy or disgusted.

"Hehehe, my good disciple, she is so beautiful, as pretty as a flower, and stunningly beautiful."

"Shut up!"

Meanwhile, the two clashed in the forest, and the battle intensified. A deacon, holding a crossbow, aimed and then put it down, looking at the suddenly appearing girl with disbelief on his face.

"This woman can actually stand up to Ji Lie head-on, just who is this guy?"

"I had only heard of Ji Lie and Jia Yixin before, but I had never heard of such a person coming to the Boundless Realm. It's a pity that if this woman were from our White Moon Palace, why would we be so timid and hesitant to ask for help from an outsider?"

"Should I take this opportunity to leave?"

“No, if we lose them in this forest, it will be difficult to find them again. Let’s follow them; Protector Jia will be here soon.”

Chapter 113 Upholding Justice

The battle between Lu Li and Ji Lie intensified, and the aftershocks caused pear trees to collapse. No matter how the two advanced in one direction, they were always surrounded by an endless sea of ​​trees, with no end in sight.

The two men were completely disproportionate in physique; Ji Lie's leg was thicker and stronger than Lu Li's entire body. Yet, despite this vast difference in size, the two were fighting back and forth.

In terms of strength, the opponent far surpasses himself, but in terms of reaction, Lu Li has the Great Dream Profound Pivot's blessing. Overall, Lu Li's side is clearly superior.

Lu Li seized the opportunity, leaped up, and slammed her two little pink fists diagonally upwards.

Pfft!

The two fists pierced right into Ji Lie's large, copper-bell-shaped eyes, causing blood to gush out.

"Ah! My eyes!"

Ji Lie screamed and instinctively covered his eyes. The Boundless Tribulation had given him a terrifying physical body that only cultivators at the Open Source Realm possessed, but his divine sense was only at the mid-grade level. Once he lost his sight, he would be unable to see his surroundings clearly with just his divine sense.

In excruciating pain, Ji Lie became increasingly violent, flailing his hands wildly.

Before Lu Li could create distance and make a move, his opponent delivered a double-ear blow to his head.

Lu Li stepped on the other person's shoulder, pushed off suddenly, and used the other person's eyes as a fulcrum to leap upwards.

Boom!

The palms that were originally meant to strike Lu Li's head only hit Lu Li's left foot.

Boom!

Ji Lie's hands clasped together, like a hydraulic mechanism or the gaping maw of a giant beast. Faced with this furious attack, even Bingji couldn't absorb the force. Lu Li felt a tearing pain in his left leg.

His left leg bone was broken.

The next moment, Lu Li pulled his hands out of the other's eye sockets, along with large pieces of flesh and blood, and kicked off with his left leg to create distance.

The monster, which had been so arrogant just moments before, now ran away like a child who had been bullied terribly, crying and screaming for its parents.

Lu Li did not chase after him. He landed on his right foot, looked down at his twisted and deformed left leg, and then glanced at the storage bag he had just taken from the other person's waist while the other person was blind.

The storage bag was embroidered with a crescent moon pattern, a design from the White Moon Palace. It must have been snatched from a White Moon Palace steward or disciple.

Lu Li grimaced in pain; this was the most serious injury he had suffered since acquiring the Ice Muscle.

rub!

The suspensory ligament suddenly tightened, forcibly straightening the bent lower leg, while simultaneously stimulating the hardening of the Qingming Painted Skin to fix its shape. This action was like putting a layer of plaster cast on the lower leg for fixation.

However, this is only a temporary solution. The broken leg bone will inevitably affect his mobility, and chasing after him again would be too risky.

He then took out two or three pills of each of the various types of Nine Dragon Pills, stuffed them all into his mouth, and swallowed them whole in order to speed up the healing of the broken bones.

Lu Li couldn't help but recall a sentence Tan Mengzi had said before: "Poor cultivators borrow tribulations to shed their mortal bones, while nobles rely on artifacts to embark on the path to immortality."

Ji Lie's physical body underwent a transformation due to the Boundless Tribulation, resulting in such formidable power. However, although he embarked on the path to immortality through the use of a magical artifact, he was not of noble birth.

Lu Li opened the storage bag and was surprised to find that Ji Lie was incredibly wealthy.

His storage bag contained a full four thousand spirit stones, along with a variety of miscellaneous spiritual materials, probably worth seven or eight hundred spirit stones.

These are not the most valuable items. The most valuable items are the six fragments of the Guixu Seal, two more than the intelligence report mentioned.

Besides, there were also many exquisitely made clothes inside, all of which were stretched to tatters.

Without a doubt, none of these things belonged to him; they were all stolen from other cultivators.

Lu Li could easily imagine that this guy had ripped those long robes and Taoist robes off the corpse of the Hongjun cultivator and tried his best to put them on himself, but because he was too big, none of them could fit him and none of them were a good fit.

Then, these high-quality clothes were torn apart, and the man started cursing and swearing, spouting phrases like "Hongjun thinking" and "Qingzhou thinking."

"As expected, it was a case of a petty person gaining power."

Lu Li's divine sense stirred, and he suddenly sensed someone around him.

"who!"

"I am Jia Yixin. How have you been, young friend?"

Lu Li turned around and saw a middle-aged Taoist priest leading three stewards from the White Moon Palace out of the woods behind him. The men stared greedily at the storage bag in Lu Li's hand.

"Is there something you need?"

“Fellow Daoist, I just saw that these people also contributed, so they should get a share of the spoils. You see, you are one person, and they are three people. How about this, you give us 80% of the spoils.”

"How did you calculate 80% when there are four people and three portions?"

With Jia Yixin backing them up, the three protectors were full of confidence.

“Well, Protector Jia is upholding justice for us, so of course we should take 20% of it. Furthermore, one of our sect’s stewards has died, so we should also take a portion of it and give it to his family. That’s only right.”

Lu Li rolled his eyes, almost laughing in exasperation at the absurd logic of this group. He now knew who Ji Lie had learned his Hongjun-like way of thinking from.

What if I don't give it to them?

"I advise you not to make a mistake. Although you have some skills, you are still injured. If a fight breaks out, you will not come out on top."

After saying that, Jia Yixin clapped his hands, and dozens of puppets suddenly emerged from the surrounding bushes. Each of these puppets was quite powerful and they were all second-tier puppets.

As the intelligence report stated, Jia Yixin was originally at the Spirit Pivot Realm, but he suppressed his realm to enter the Boundless Realm. However, his foundation remained unchanged, still possessing the resources typically found only at the Spirit Pivot Realm.

Jia Yixin spoke again, his voice now carrying a hint of threat:

“I have lived an upright life. You just injured that villain, which can be considered as acting on behalf of Heaven. I greatly respect your righteous act. Let’s compromise. You hand over the six fragments. Don’t make things difficult for me.”

"Ah, okay."

Lu Li's shoulders slumped slightly. He nodded, as if resigned to his fate, picked up the storage bag, and took out six fragments, as if to hand them over to the other party.

In fact, a uranium pill and a token were hidden among the fragments.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Li tossed the fragment into the air. Jia Yixin's pupils constricted, and he hurriedly ordered the puppets to rush up and snatch the fragment.

Lu Li also took this opportunity to stuff the uranium pill into his mouth, while simultaneously activating the Great Dream Profound Pivot and infusing his divine sense into the token.

hum!

The token trembled violently, and a dazzling white light burst forth from the eyeballs carved on its front, illuminating the faces of all the puppets present. This was achieved using the Soul Path Divine Power—

We were once human beings too!

Upon hearing this move, the puppets that had been rushing forward suddenly froze, standing there stunned.

But then, the girl uttered a sentence that sent chills down the spines of all four of them.

"Alas, it is clearly more difficult for me. I originally did not want to silence them."

Chapter 114 Public Sentiment Rages

"What's going on? Why aren't those puppets moving?"

"Is there a malfunction, Protector Jia?"

"Are you trying to rebel? Move! Get moving now, seize that female cultivator, and pick up the fragments for me!"

pat~

The fragments of the Guixu Seal that Lu Li had thrown out earlier fell one after another, but none of the puppets picked them up, nor did any of them obey Jia Yixin's orders to attack Lu Li. It was as if they were not puppets, but rather motionless sculptures.

"Roar--"

Suddenly, one of the puppets reacted first, letting out a beast-like roar. This puppet was different from the others; it held a mechanical dragon-slaying mace, and there was a diagonal crack on its mask, from which a wave of heat emanated.

The bearing in the cervical spine made a soft creaking sound, and Yan Ou slowly raised his head to look at the old Taoist priest not far away.

The old Taoist priest was frantically checking the puppets, holding an array plate in one hand and making hand seals with the other, seemingly trying to figure out where things had gone wrong.

The Cracked Puppet didn't speak; it simply looked around and remained silent. The other puppets behind it reacted and began to roar and howl.

"Ah! I... I remember now, I remember everything! It was him! He's the one who chopped off my head!"

"It's all fake! What kind of bullshit Immortal Cult is this? They claim that joining the cult will make you an immortal, but in the end they used me to extract my soul and refine my spirit. It's all a lie!"

"Croak! How dare you mock me! I'll kill you all! Kill you all!"

Jia Yixin never imagined that the puppet he had personally crafted would turn around and hurl insults at him. The scene was too bizarre. He would rather believe that he was trapped in the maze of this pear orchard than believe that his puppet had rebelled.

The awakening of memories of past lives by artifact spirits does happen occasionally, but such a collective awakening of memories of past lives by so many puppets at the same time is unprecedented in the history of cultivation.

The old Taoist priest glared angrily, slashing at Lu Li who held the token, and shouted:

"You little brat, what tricks did you use! What did you do to my puppet?"

"What do you mean 'your puppets'? They are living, breathing people!"

Upon hearing this, all the puppets turned their heads in unison, only then noticing the petite girl with a blurred face standing behind them. A thought flashed through their minds simultaneously.

Oh, so we've all lived before.

Yes! It turns out we are all living, breathing human beings!

This idea is simple and pure, and should be an innate consensus of the human race, but for these puppets, it is so unfamiliar and so distant.

The puppets fell silent. A halo of confusion flashed in their scarlet eyes, forged from spirit ore. But even more confused were the four people led by Jia Yixin.

"What are you talking about? What living people? They are my puppets, they are mine!"

Cracked Puppet was still the first to react. His first half of life had been spent wandering in this chaotic world, and the second half was wasted in this broken body. Looking back on the past sixty years, he had only grasped one word. He brandished his Dragon-Slaying Mace, pointed it at Jia Yixin, and uttered that single word:

"kill!"

At this command, the emotions of the puppets were completely ignited. It was as if molten iron was surging in their wooden chests. They reacted again, summoning their personal puppets and roaring as they charged towards Jia Yixin and the others.

"Ughhhh!"

"Kill them!"

"I'll skin these guys alive and make them suffer a terrible death!"

"It's reversed! It's all reversed!"

The puppets surrounded Jia Yixin and his men, who were terrified and took out their puppets to defend themselves.

The clash of metal and the deafening roar of battle were interspersed with the sounds of spiritual energy exploding and bones breaking. The three stewards from the White Moon Palace, already injured, were the first to perish under the furious onslaught of the puppets.

However, among these puppets, Lu Li noticed two exceptions.

One was the Rift Puppet who had just commanded everyone. He wielded the Dragon-Slaying Mace, and his actions were swift and decisive, always one step ahead.

Another puppet stood at the very back, holding an exquisite iron fan. He seemed to be a step behind everyone else in everything he did. While the other puppets charged forward, he stood still, a deep light flashing in his eyes.