I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense - Chapter 218

Chapter 218: Chapter 219: Good Disciple, Move a Chair for Your Master

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Everyone was shocked. Immortal Xi Yao was not only a highly skilled disciple of the Elixir Sect but also a master of music, who sought enlightenment through her qin. To be taken as her pupil was a tremendous honor. Li Xiaobai was merely someone who knew some wonderful melodies, what virtues or abilities did he have!

“Li Xiaobai, don’t be ungrateful. The Immortal has taken a liking to your musical techniques. Hurry up and hand them over, including the piano you just played!”

Seizing the opportunity, Liu Ming said with a stern look.

“That’s right, quickly hand over the qin and the method!”

“Don’t be unappreciative!”

Seeing this, the other cultivators also echoed one after another. They had no fondness for Li Xiaobai, and even though their Spiritual Power had increased because of him, their feelings remained the same.

“You ungrateful lot. When you checked the growth of Spiritual Power in your Dantian just now, you were all smiling even happier than me. Now, with a beauty present, you bite back?”

“That’s why I say that the cultivators of Central Province live too comfortably, fussing over trifles like jealousy and envy every day. I really want to throw all of you to the borderlands to experience some real hardships!”

“Heh heh, Brother Jin, these people are just flowers in a greenhouse. If they went to our place, they wouldn’t survive three days.”

“Haha, you’re right!”

The rough men exuding an Iron-blood Aura laughed loudly, cursing at Liu Ming and the others without any sense of decorum.

Yet Liu Ming and the others didn’t dare to retort. To outsiders, it would seem that these men were lawless, not even regarding the Three Sects’ Holy Sons in their eyes.

However, these proud talents understood that although they usually commanded awe and respect from thousands, they were far inferior to the cultivators who bathed in blood and combat day after day, those who constantly mixed it up in the borderlands fighting against demons!

Li Xiaobai’s eyes narrowed slightly. These people were rather overbearing; it seemed that no matter what he did, he would be targeted.

It appeared that the events of yesterday really had offended a group of people, but that was exactly what he wanted. If everyone was friendly, his source of Attribute Points would run dry.

However, those Iron-blood cultivators seemed not bad, having spoken up for him. In Central Province, such a thing was quite rare.

“Xi Yao sincerely wishes to take Young Master Li as her mentor to learn the art of qin. This is a whole new path, and Xi Yao sees many more possibilities!”

Xi Yao said.

Seeing this, the other cultivators closed their mouths, knowing when to stay silent.

“I have limited cultivation and short-sighted vision, and my understanding of the music path is barely the tip of the iceberg. I’m afraid I am hardly qualified to teach the Immortal…”

Li Xiaobai rubbed his fingertips together, his face full of difficulty.

“For a single lesson, Xi Yao is willing to pay ten thousand top-grade Spirit Stones!”

Xi Yao’s expression turned dark as she casually threw out a Space Ring. It turned out it was just a matter of the price not being right. She was the saintess of the Elixir Sect; to her, Spirit Stones were just numbers.

“Deal!”

“With Immortal Xi Yao’s unparalleled aptitude, every action in harmony with the Heavenly Dao, it would be my honor to teach the Immortal to play. This piano, I hereby gift to the Immortal!”

Li Xiaobai flipped his wrist, taking out the piano, quite generously.

For the Elixir Sect’s saintess to be using top-grade Spirit Stones in a transaction was something he hadn’t anticipated. The world of the wealthy really wasn’t something the poor could understand.

The original cost of this piano was three hundred high-grade Spirit Stones, but now, with a single sale, it had flipped for several hundred to a thousand times that amount.

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It was an absolute gold mine, and with Xi Yao so obsessed with the piano, Li Xiaobai spotted a business opportunity. A wealthy patron had shown his fondness for something, and it just so happened that Li Xiaobai could get his hands on as many of those things as he wanted. He felt that if he didn’t make a move, he would be letting down his System.

“Thank you, Master!”

Xi Yao’s face lit up with surprise. In her eyes, the piano should be a treasure, and yet the other party had so generously given it to her, which was truly astonishing.

“Hehe, the piano will only reveal its true brilliance in the hands of an Immortal. If the Immortal doesn’t mind, I think the name of this piano from now on should be called ‘Xi Yao,’ how’s that?”

Li Xiaobai said to Xi Yao with a smile.

Xi Yao’s face turned slightly red: “It’s all up to Master.”

“Good, my obedient disciple, bring a chair for your master. I want to see how much longer these jumping clowns can keep up their act.”

Li Xiaobai chuckled and his gaze towards Liu Ming and the others made his thoughts clear: The goddess you guys have been fawning over is now my disciple, how frustrating is that for you, hm?

Liu Ming was nearly driven mad with rage. He was the one who most wanted to ingratiate himself with the Elixir Sect, but now someone told him he’d backed the wrong horse. With Xi Yao taking Li Xiaobai’s side, Zhong Lingxiu obviously wouldn’t matter anymore.

Although Zhong Lingxiu was the daughter of the Elixir Sect’s Sect Master, it was still a world that valued strength. Zhong Lingxiu’s status was high, but in terms of cultivation level, she was far from the people present, let alone when compared to Xi Yao.

The most critical issue was that the instigator, Zhong Lingxiu, hadn’t even shown up yet, and Liu Ming’s previous impressive performance was now only for his own appreciation.

“Yes, Master, please take a seat.”

Xi Yao thoughtfully moved a chair over.

Then she busied herself serving tea and pouring water, making the many male cultivators’ hearts break. Their goddess was now serving another man.

Ji Wuqing called out, “Woman, you see your Grandmaster here and you don’t come over to greet him! Hurry up and make something delicious for me too.”

“All right.”

Xi Yao picked up Ji Wuqing and sat him beside Li Xiaobai, then started feeding him chicken legs, one bite at a time.

At this moment, the envy in the eyes of the seated cultivators turned red. How they wished they were that chicken, a luxury not even emperors could enjoy!

Li Xiaobai looked around and sneered, “You see? This is the gap. I am Xi Yao’s master, what we see here is a master-disciple relationship, but your gaze is still fixed on that one layer between men and women. I must say, your ability to accept new things is just too poor.”

“I’m embarrassed to even communicate with you because you’re all still on the first level, and I, I’m on the fifth.”

“I’ll be damned…”

“This is way too arrogant!”

“Just doing whatever the hell he wants?”

The cultivators were in an uproar, wanting to burst out but not daring to, because the man’s status had changed.

“Ahem, gentlemen, this is just a small interlude. It’s a joyous occasion that Young Master Li is willing to teach Xi Yao, but today we’ve invited everyone here because there’s a serious matter to discuss,” Zhen Qiankun coughed twice and said.

Li Xiaobai was just too good at stirring things up. He’d just arrived and already turned the Elixir Sect’s Saintess into his disciple, filling all the present cultivators with hatred towards him in just a few words, which left him somewhat helpless.

The Artifact God also felt quite helpless, “Indeed, recently the Flesh Mountain on the borderlands has become restless.”