I Don t Want to Get Hurt, So I ll Max Out My Defense - Chapter 188

Chapter 188: Chapter 189 Too Weak
Translator: 549690339

The Eldest Princess stretched out her fair hand and gently placed it on Li Xiaobai’s head. Behind her, a Confucian Path Primordial Spirit Phantom appeared, and circles of white mist spread out, enveloping Li Xiaobai.

“Puppetry Technique!”

In the void, the pale Primordial Spirit Phantom holding a scroll emitted a soft, enchanting sound. The minds of everyone present swayed; this was an attack from the Primordial Spirit. Even though it wasn’t targeting the other cultivators, they still felt an irresistible pressure.

“Not bad, the Eldest Princess’s skills have improved again,” Master Fang nodded with a smile, full of praise.

“Indeed, the Eldest Princess is so young yet already at the Nascent Soul Stage, truly a heaven-given talent of Zhenyuan Country, a testament to our royal authority!”

“Truly a role model for our generation!”

The young talents looked on with longing, their eyes filled with envy. They were of the same age, so why was she so outstanding?

Li Xiaobai blinked, feeling the power transmitted from above his head.

[Attribute Points +800…]

[Attribute Points +1000…]

The increase in Attribute Points is so-so, should be at the Nascent Soul Stage, but far from those heavenly gifted talents.

“Hehe, these past few days in the Tangneng First-class have been quite fruitful, for which I must thank Young Master Li. Once I obtain the secret of Tangneng First-class, I will open it to everyone, allowing you all to experience it!” said Ouyang Yue’er with a light laugh.

“Thank you, Eldest Princess!”

A few people’s faces lit up with joy, aware of the wonders of Tangneng First-class. The effects of this bathhouse were comparable to a Spiritual Spring, and there were many. After being discovered by the royal family, it was tightly controlled. Without significant achievements, one wouldn’t be permitted entry.

Should they manage to soak there for a day, their cultivation level would skyrocket, a fact known by looking at the natives of Ancient Moon City.

“No matter, this child is already under my control, the secret of Tangneng First-class is within easy reach,” said Ouyang Yue’er, brimming with confidence, as she withdrew her hand, ready to inquire about the secret of the bathhouse.

It was at this moment that a hand, swift as lightning, reached out and grasped her wrist.

Li Xiaobai suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing coldly, and said in an icy tone, “So that’s how it is—you covet Tangneng First-class, which is why you’ve captured the Situ Family. Zhenyuan Country truly has ruthless methods!”

“You… You were clearly stripped of your intellect by me, how can you possibly be clear-headed again?” Ouyang Yue’er exclaimed in shock, her voice trembling.

Master Fang was equally shaken. Even he couldn’t be completely immune to the Soul Severing Soup in that wine pot, and just now, he had used the power of the Nascent Soul Stage. Yet, the other party was unharmed—how could this be possible?

“Trying to erase the consciousness of the one beneath you, with just the cultivation of the Nascent Soul Stage? You’re getting a bit carried away,” scoffed Li Xiaobai.

“How dare you disrespect the Eldest Princess, you impudent child! Take this!”

Master Fang hastened his palms towards Li Xiaobai, and behind him, the Primordial Spirit Phantom manifested, the sound of the Confucian Path empowering him, looking down upon the world with a domineering aura that overwhelmed all the surrounding cultivators, leaving them gasping for air.

Li Xiaobai didn’t dodge or evade, letting the State Preceptor’s palm strike his chest, activating Reflect.

[Attribute Points +1000…]

[Attribute Points +1200…]

Stronger than Ouyang Yue’er by a bit.

“Puh!”

Master Fang was sent flying backward, blood spurting from his mouth.

“Who exactly are you, concealing your cultivation level? What are you planning to do in Zhenyuan Country?” Master Fang asked with a fearful gaze.

“I am Li Xiaobai, and I don’t like to talk nonsense. Hand over the Situ Yanyu Family, and I will discuss the trade with your King myself,” said Li Xiaobai, his hands clasped behind his back, his voice indifferent.

“Arrogant! Our Zhenyuan Country, with thousands of years of heritage and the land where the Confucian Path is held sacred, is not a place where you can run wild!”

Ouyang Yue’er’s voice was fierce, and as she flipped her wrist, a longsword materialized in her hand, its Sword Qi rampant.

Li Xiaobai thrust his head forward: “Come, chop at me, right here. If you can make a cut, I’ll consider it my loss!”

Clang!

Without the slightest hesitation, Ouyang Yue’er activated her divine skills and the glorious light of the Dao. She thrust directly at Li Xiaobai’s glabella.

Reflect activated, Sword Qi shattered, and the entire blade instantly turned to dust.

“Pfft!”

Blood spurted from Ouyang Yue’er’s mouth as she, too, flew backward and collapsed next to Master Fang.

[Attribute Points +1000…]

[Attribute Points +1000…]

“Eldest Princess, you’re too weak,” Li Xiaobai shook his head.

Ouyang Yue’er’s face was as white as paper, and the entire scene was petrified. Who could have imagined that a mere mortal, previously like a sitting duck, suddenly transformed into a high-level cultivator? The contrast between before and after was striking.

Two Nascent Soul Stage cultivators couldn’t even breach his defenses – what kind of cultivation level was this, Divinity Transformation Stage?

The faces of the young elites paled with fear. They had spoken impertinently to a major figure without recognizing him, and if he held a grudge, they would die unsightly deaths.

“I am the Eldest Princess of Zhenyuan Country, Ouyang Yue’er. My father, the King, and several high ministers are cultivators at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage. Your behavior within our country’s borders is excessively arrogant and domineering,” said a listless Ouyang Yue’er. The Reflect had caused her considerable injury.

“Is the Tribulation Crossing Stage so impressive? I’ll ask again, where is Situ Yanyu!”

Li Xiaobai didn’t want to waste words. His own were being held in prison by others – this was something he could not tolerate. Besides, Tangneng First-class was his establishment; since when did Zhenyuan Country get to call the shots?

“You will regret this!” Ouyang Yue’er’s face was dark, her eyes filled with venomous resentment.

“I never regret. Since you’re unwilling to speak, you can’t blame me for resorting to certain methods.”

Li Xiaobai casually drew his longsword, holding it high above his head.

An anxious Ouyang Shuanger said from the side, “Elder sister, please answer Young Master Li quickly. There must be some misunderstanding. Young Master Li, please don’t be in such a hurry!”

“Get lost, you double-dealing thing. I should have sent you to Fire Qilin Cave long ago to expand the power of Zhenyuan Country!” Ouyang Yue’er roared furiously, looking ferocious. In her eyes, Ouyang Shuanger was just a useless low-level cultivator who actually had the audacity to speak for an outsider, causing her to lose all face that day.

“No worries, I especially enjoy dealing with people who think they are superior. If you feel you have the strength to play with me, I don’t mind indulging you,” said Li Xiaobai.

With that, the sword came down from Li Xiaobai’s hand – Hundred Percent Barehanded Blade Catch!

In an instant, everyone in the hall uncontrollably rushed towards Li Xiaobai, kneeling on the ground, hands raised high attempting to catch the blade of his sword.

Being the closest, Ouyang Yue’er clasped her hands together and caught the blade, performing the most standard Hundred Percent Barehanded Blade Catch.

The crowd’s expressions changed drastically as they finally remembered who their opponent was. Kneeling on the ground, unable to move, they felt a strong desire to catch the blade – they were familiar with this tactic, as it had been the talk of the town in the Immortal Spirit Daily not too long ago.

“Sword Imprisonment, Demon’s Wicked Sword!”

“It’s Li Xiaobai, that very Li Xiaobai, who trapped and killed hundreds of exceptional young cultivators, openly challenging the major powers of Central Province – the Demon Sword prodigy!”

“To think that a master ranked in the top hundred of the People’s List is here!”

Ouyang Yue’er’s body trembled, sweating profusely. She finally remembered why the name sounded so familiar – this time, she had truly kicked an iron plate.