Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant - Chapter 345
Chapter 345: Chapter 8: Huifeng Valley_1
Dawn was breaking.
A faint trail of light flashed across the horizon.
But quickly, the light came to a sudden halt over a small hill, and a figure whose face was invisible emerged quietly from within.
That person was Wang Ba.
He stood in mid-air, his spiritual sense sweeping the surroundings, his eyebrows furrowing involuntarily.
“A Sky-Blocking Talisman?”
The airspace in front of him had been sealed off with a Sky-Blocking Talisman.
If he wanted to cross this airspace, he would either have to forcefully break through or detour around it.
“Just who dares to freely use a Sky-Blocking Talisman?”
Although a Sky-Blocking Talisman was immensely effective, if it was deployed in one’s own territory it would be fine, but employing it elsewhere would easily invite trouble from cultivators who might be passing through.
Some easygoing ones would let it slide, but if one encountered those with a temper, they might just retaliate outright.
Thus, unless the situation was critical or they were extremely confident, very few dare to cast a Sky-Blocking Talisman in the field.
Of course, Sky-Blocking Talismans were quite expensive, and ordinary rogue cultivators could not afford them.
Thinking of this, Wang Ba couldn’t help but look down, once again frowning.
Down below.
The terrain was undulating.
In the valley, there were houses that were either simple and narrow, or exquisite and grand.
This was strikingly similar to the area where Wang Ba and other rogue cultivators resided.
“Another gathering place for rogue cultivators?”
A realization dawned upon Wang Ba.
Hollow gazes scanned the area.
They saw cultivators, whose auras were inconsistent, showing disgruntled and furious expressions at a group of people in the near distance.
This group of people had an oppressive presence, and their auras far surpassed these rogue cultivators.
The leader was a round-faced middle-aged man in a standard white Daoist robe, his aura reaching the late-stage of Foundation Establishment.
At this moment, he was scanning the cultivators around him with a blank expression.
Wang Ba, with superior vision, spotted the in-filled cloud insignia at the hem of the man’s robe.
His spirit immediately became contemplative.
“People from Huifeng Valley?”
Huifeng Valley was one of the three major sects around Baiyun Prairie, equally famous as the Xuli Sect and Danlong School.
The cloud symbol was unique to Huifeng Valley.
Although Wang Ba didn’t have much interaction with them, he was no stranger.
Soon, he heard a loud noise coming from one of the houses below.
In a blink of an eye.
A disheveled figure, clad in Huifeng Valley’s cloud uniform, flew out from one of the simple houses.
Then, a robust figure with an angry face came out of the house, reached up and swung the Magic Tool in his hand at the fleeing Huifeng Valley disciple.
The young disciple of Huifeng Valley panicked and escaped into the crowd.
“Uncle Master, save me!”
“How dare you!”
But at that moment.
Within the crowd, a cultivator from Huifeng Valley with a long face and a vague early-stage Foundation Establishment aura suddenly shouted coldly.
With a point of his finger.
A Magic Tool shot out, standing in front of the Huifeng Valley disciple in its trace.
It collided with the Magic Tool spurred by the brawny cultivator, creating a loud sound.
After a slight pause, the mighty cultivator’s large sword Magic Tool was immediately struck with a notch!
Upon witnessing the heavy blow to the Magic Tool, which was crucial for the cultivator’s life, the brawny cultivator’s face turned as white as paper.
“Run!”
The muscular cultivator sobered up, and without a second thought, turned and ran towards his house. Holding a weak female cultivator, he burst out of the back door, running wildly towards the direction with no Huifeng Valley cultivators.
However, watching the muscular cultivator flee, the cultivators of Huifeng Valley seemed not to be in a hurry.
On the contrary, they all stood at their leisure, watching with cold mockery as if they were enjoying a good show.
And that long-faced cultivator who had just attacked, instead of chasing after them, stood there coldly, questioning the young disciple of Huifeng Valley in a cold voice.
“What happened?”
The young disciple of Huifeng Valley was pale, apparently still shaken by the earlier attack.
Hearing the long-faced cultivator’s inquiry, a touch of fear and malice flashed through his eyes and he gritted his teeth, saying:
“I had just gone in, and before I could say anything, he hit me out… This man must be guilty! He’s definitely hiding something!”
The long-faced cultivator shot him a deep look.
He knew very well the character of his own disciple.
However, he chose to side with his kin over logic, his hands continued their movement without pausing.
With a light call, his Magic Tool promptly emerged once more.
Immediately, it turned into a streak of pale light.
Despite launching his attack later, his Magic Tool hit the back of that muscular cultivator first.
The robust cultivator fell to the ground without a chance to react, his breathing rapidly growing shallow.
And the female cultivator in his arms was slightly affected by residual force, her aura becoming weaker and weaker.
However, she seemed not to care, struggling to get up, hastily holding the muscular cultivator…
The young disciple of Huifeng Valley saw an opportunity, and with a hint of vendetta and relief in his eyes, dashed over.
He ground his foot into the almost breathless muscular cultivator, sneering:
“Blockhead!”
“Come on! Try to lay a hand on me again!”
A sense of pride, savagery, and satisfaction was reflected on his decently handsome face.
Seeing this scene, the surrounding cultivators all revealed expressions of grief and anger.
But no one dared to move.
The fear of sect disciples rooted in their hearts, making them dare not resist in the slightest.
Furthermore, the majority of these rogue cultivators were in the Qi Refining stage, and only a few were in the Foundation Establishment stage, barely reaching the early-stage.
Although they outnumbered the Huifeng Valley cultivators, their combined strength was not a match.
Besides, the strength of rogue cultivators was generally far inferior to that of sect disciples.
