I Don t Want to Get Hurt, So I ll Max Out My Defense - Chapter 359

Chapter 359: Chapter 360: Kill People, Set Fires
Translator: 549690339

“No, you’ve taken the Binding Pill, you shouldn’t be able to use your cultivation level at all!”

“I usually eat Poison Pills like candy, a mere Binding Pill is hardly effective against me.”

Li Xiaobai casually took out a bottle of poison, swallowed it nonchalantly, and then patted his belly, belching contentedly.

Yang Wei’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, a bottle of deadly poison just like that, casually consumed by the opponent—was this even human?

Yang Wei’s face was filled with shock; this Li Xiaobai turned out to be a hidden superpower, the black flames that the City Lords had explored painstakingly, were actually released by him.

Could it be that everything was a trap, all orchestrated by this Li Xiaobai?

All of them had fallen right into his snare!

The most critical point was, aside from himself, no one knew the truth, and the two City Lords were still foolishly searching for the flame!

He understood it all in an instant.

“You’re not any genius, you pretended to be one to get close to us, only to plot the deaths of high-level cultivators!”

“All of this is your doing, who are you really!”

Yang Wei shouted, his voice breaking.

“Heh, you’re wrong, I never claimed to be a genius; all those labels were bestowed upon me by you.”

“I’ve always said that I am an invincible being, alas, you refused to believe. What can I do? If one wishes to kill, they must be prepared to be killed. Dying here today, you’ll no longer need to endure the hardships of the battlefield in the future.”

Li Xiaobai’s expression remained calm as he flipped his wrist, and a longsword appeared in his hand.

Yang Wei’s pupils instantly contracted as his body hair stood on end. With a twist of his body, he vanished from the spot. The opponent’s strength was too bizarre; such an entity was definitely a thousand-year-old monster. He had no chance of winning; fleeing was the best option.

“Heh, you can’t run.”

Li Xiaobai chuckled lightly, lifting the longsword high above his head, and then swung it fiercely forward.

Hundred Percent Barehanded Blade Catch!

In an instant, Yang Wei in the distance felt his body out of control, abruptly turning around and rushing backward, kneeling on the ground, his hands held high, firmly catching the tip of Li Xiaobai’s sword.

Not only that, but the wildly surging Spiritual Power within his body was suddenly suppressed in the blink of an eye.

“Pff!”

His Cultivation Technique forcibly interrupted, Yang Wei suffered a severe blow to his strength, coughing up a large mouthful of blood.

His heart was struck by waves of shock and awe.

“How is this possible, what sword technique is this, why can’t I control my own body!”

“Why would I kneel and catch the sword!”

Yang Wei’s face showed utter disbelief; at this moment, he finally understood why Li Xiaobai was known as the wielder of the Demon Sword. He had all but disappeared into the horizon, yet with just such a casual slash of the sword, he had charged right back.

This technique had transcended the realm of swordsmanship—it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call it a demon art!

Not just him, both Yang Huan and Ji Wuqing who were by his side, also knelt with blank faces, hands held high in a gesture of worship.

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“Boss, why do we have to join in, too?”

Yang Huan’s face was full of confusion, why did she even kneel?

So ruthless was the boss, ready to kill even his own people?

“Cackle, young man, quickly lift the suppression, and let this supreme being out!”

Ji Wuqing was also complaining dissatisfiedly, unable to accept such a shameful posture.

“Where did Cai Kunxu and Xiong Da go?”

Ignoring the cries of the two junior followers, Li Xiaobai turned his gaze toward Yang Wei before him.

Yang Wei’s body trembled violently, having never felt so powerless. He knelt without even discerning his opponent’s tactics. A being of such caliber was likely even stronger than Cai Kunxu and the rest, beyond Yang Wei’s ability to contend with.

At this moment, he deeply regretted his decision. Why on earth did he take on this job in the first place?

“Can I trade information for my life?”

Yang Wei asked.

“Speak first.”

“They went to the east.”

“Hmm, understood.”

Li Xiaobai snapped his fingers, and a wisp of black flame flickered, reducing the small team captain to ashes in an instant.

[Hellfire (Divine Level Skill) current coverage range: 120 meters.]

Devouring a batch of Flesh Mountain along with an elite squad had increased its range by about ten meters.

The flame’s appetite was growing larger and larger, and at this rate, he estimated that his own resources would not suffice to satiate it.

Sheathing his sword, Yang Huan and Ji Wuqing regained their freedom.

The problem with this Divine Level skill was that it attacked indiscriminately, not distinguishing between friend and foe.

Whether it was the previous Hundred Percent Barehanded Blade Catch or the current Hellfire, it was always the same.

Looking at it this way, it seemed that true invincibility was indeed a lonely pinnacle, a cold height; a truly invincible person needed no teammates.

Teammates would only slow down the acquisition of Attribute Points.

“Boss, Lord Cai actually wants to kill you, are we still going back?”

“Should we head straight back to the Holy City and report this to Father? He will surely make decisions for you!”

Yang Huan’s complexion was somewhat pale. Throughout the journey, her terror had gone off the charts; from the moment she got into Li Xiaobai’s Lamborghini, it had been non-stop twists and turns, leaving her dizzy and confused.

Moreover, the fact that Cai Kunxu actually intended to kill them—if it weren’t for the boss’ intervention, she probably would have died already.

Now, she was somewhat ready to give up thinking for herself; just leave everything to the boss and let him lead.

“What’s the point of going back to the Holy City? The very reason for this outing was to play along with these two City Lords, to kill and set fires; now that we’ve killed, it’s time to start the fires. Let’s head to the west,” Li Xiaobai said, with a cold glint flickering in his eyes. The Lamborghini touched down, he packed the two juniors inside, mounted the car himself, and sped away leaving a trail of dust.

With Cai Kunxu in the east, he would set fires on the battlefields of the west. By the time the enemy realized something was wrong, it would be too late.

The battlefield’s Flesh Mountain should provide a substantial amount of nourishment for the Hellfire. However, what he was most eager for was the nourishment from Great Crossing Realm Cultivators, which would surely cause a significant growth spurt in the Hellfire.

Along the way, the sight of the Flesh Mountain filled Li Xiaobai with envy, yet with the two City Lords still on the battlefield, it wasn’t convenient to burn openly.

As he drove to the west, the terrain was flat, with unobstructed views. Li Xiaobai casually conjured a wisp of black flame and placed it on the ground.

The Hellfire slowly spread, expanding outwards. Li Xiaobai nodded his head; this was enough. Once this battlefield was filled with flames, he could reap the rewards.

“Boss, you don’t plan to burn down the cities as well, do you?”

Yang Huan watched the small cluster of black flames on the ground and said worriedly, knowing all too well the terror of this fire. Small as it was now, it could potentially burn across half the battlefield in a few hours.

By then, as the flames spread, even the cities might be reduced to nourishment for Li Xiaobai.

Such behavior was truly indicative of a Demon Path overlord!

Could it be that the boss was in a foul mood, seeking to demolish a city to vent his anger?