I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense - Chapter 698:
Chapter 698: Chapter 699: The Sly “Poor
“Arrogant, all the treasures here are mine, and so are yours!”
“You do have some abilities, but this is my turf, you have no choice but to beg for mercy!”
‘Poor’ was furious, the hard ground seemed to soften a great deal at this moment, rippling in waves, and at the same time, underneath that ferocious head, a pair of hands stretched out, gently pulling the entire body out from the Underground World.
This was the first time Li Xiaobai had seen the full appearance of his opponent; it was a scrawny middle-aged man, dirty and covered with mud and filth, only his small eyes were bright, shining with a greedy, oily green light.
“Hand over the treasure, and I won’t kill you!”
‘Poor’ didn’t say another word, his body shot out from the ground, and a pair of sharp claws lunged fiercely at Li Xiaobai, dimly flickering with a pale yellow light.
However, because the prisoners in the Celestial Prison had all taken Binding Pills, and added to the pressure inside the tower, the suppression on cultivation level was extremely severe. This middle-aged man relied more on his physical body to attack, but even so, the fierceness of his onslaught was extraordinary.
[Attribute Point +20000…]
The unhuman sharp claws tore at Li Xiaobai’s body precisely, yet did not cause the slightest injury.
He noticed that the hands of the half-bald man were covered with scales, not the light blue scales that are characteristic of the Sea Clan cultivators, but a fiery red type, covered with thick mud that faintly emitted a weak orange-yellow glow.
“How is this possible, how could a human race cultivator have such a formidable body?”
“To be able to catch my move head-on without a scratch!”
The half-bald man screamed in shock, his voice sharp and piercing, making one’s eardrums ache.
His hands had been soaked in Qilin Blood, easily tearing apart Demonic Beasts, and aside from the Old Dragon King, no one had been able to withstand his claw with their physical body!
“Are you from the Fire Qilin Cave?”
Li Xiaobai asked, looking at the sharp claws before him, coupled with the Qilin Secret Technique the opponent had used earlier, it naturally led him to think of the Fire Qilin Cave.
When Ergouzi activated his Bloodline Power, similar scales would appear on his body, but unlike the half-bald man’s claws, there was no scorching breath, only a sense of heftiness.
“Hmm?”
“Unexpectedly, you’re not very strong, but you have good insight, to recognize that I am a master of the Fire Qilin Cave, you know your stuff!”
“From now on, if you obediently serve as my lackey and hand over all the resources on you, I might make an exception and take you on as my little brother. You should know, the chance to cling to the Fire Qilin Cave’s coattails doesn’t come often, and as a young man, you should grasp it well.”
‘Poor’ spoke indifferently, but his eyes could not conceal the smugness in his heart.
“I know the Fire Qiling Saint Child, it is now my beast pet, named Ergouzi, a pure Divine Beast with Qilin Bloodline. In terms of status, it beats you by a mile.”
“If you ever get a chance to go out and want to mix in with the Fire Qilin Cave, you’d better start flattering me now.”
Li Xiaobai said calmly, with Ergouzi around, the entire Fire Qilin Cave was his, why would he need to cling to anyone else’s coattails?
“Ergouzi? Saint Child?”
“That Saint Child thing is just a tool for the Fire Qilin ancestors to prolong their life; if it dares to bounce around in front of me, I will eat it up one by one!”
‘Poor’ spoke with a sneer, dismissive of Li Xiaobai’s words. Having cultivated to his level, there was hardly anything forbidden to him, and being privy to all sorts of secrets, over the years, he had consumed one or two so-called Fire Qilin Saint Children.
“So you’re unwilling to hand over the resources?”
Li Xiaobai raised an eyebrow, his wrist flicking as he drew a longsword.
“Nonsense, it’s you who should hand over the resources to this great one!”
“Everything on this floor, including you, is my personal property. How dare you think of resisting your master? Surrender at once!”
‘Poor’ was so enraged that flames seemed to shoot from his eyes, a faint orange glow flickering around his body as he forcibly summoned a trace of spiritual power to execute his cultivation technique, suddenly lunging at Li Xiaobai. Wherever he passed, the ground turned into a muddy quagmire, stirring up a wave of earthen-yellow shock and awe.
“Nonsensical, a good opportunity to try my new move.”
“Demon Sealing Sword Evocation!”
Li Xiaobai snorted coldly, casually bringing the longsword down. A strange, black sword light shot into the sky, cleaving straight at the earthen-yellow giant wave.
In an instant, the soil turned pitch black, decaying rapidly, crumbling to dust and fading away.
This was his first time using Sword Intent since he’d acquired the skill, and the results were unexpectedly good. Inside the Sword Intent seemed to be an endless aura of corruption, silently obliterating everything in its path.
Indeed, it was the Sword Intent known for its ability to corrode all spiritual artifacts and magic treasures and specifically sever the Primordial Spirits of beings—an astonishingly powerful technique!
“Ah!”
“What kind of Sword Qi is this that can corrode away my secret techniques and Divine Skills!”
“You brat, how dare you use such a venomous move against an old man who has been imprisoned for over a decade? Since you don’t follow the code of martial ethics, then don’t blame me for playing dirty!”
Facing the Demon Sealing Sword Evocation, ‘Poor’ screamed in terror, his heart seized with horror. He had never heard or seen such a tricky and bizarre Sword Intent before, and from that eerie black aura, he felt a lethal threat.
He had no doubt that if he were to be touched by that black aura, he would be gravely injured.
Without a moment’s hesitation, he fled, sprinting away and diving back into the ground.
Damn it, how could such a young man possess such terrifying power?
What on earth did he consume to grow up? With just a single sword strike, he had suppressed him. Keep in mind, he was a practitioner at the sixth layer of the Mahayana Realm, and even ‘Ferocious’ from the fourth layer hadn’t posed such a threat to him.
The extreme unease of feeling his life in danger made him unwilling to directly confront the sharp edge of the attack.
‘Poor’ dove back into the Underground World and began to move swiftly through the earth. Mounds of earthen hands burst from underneath, relentlessly reaching for Li Xiaobai’s wrists, trying to snatch the Space Ring. Moreover, whenever an opportunity arose to exploit a weakness, he would use the divine light in his eyes, shooting towards Li Xiaobai’s.
[Attribute Points +20000…]
[Attribute Points +30000…]
The numbers on the System panel flickered.
Li Xiaobai casually unleashed several sword lights. The ground was crisscrossed with streaks of Sword Qi, carving out black, ink-like trenches, smashing the earthen hands into pieces. However, this had no significant effect on ‘Poor,’ who had completely merged his body with the ground. He realized quickly that this half-balded middle-aged man never stayed in one place for long. Like shooting and changing spots, he was elusive on the third level, utterly uncatchable.
Facing such annoying harassment, Li Xiaobai felt quite helpless in his heart.
Grandma’s legs, truly frickin’ sleazy.
