I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense - Chapter 387

Chapter 387: Chapter 388 The Rebound of the Fourth Battlefield

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“Of course, this item is simply divine. Even cultivators in the Mahayana Realm feel greatly benefitted after using it. If it were deployed on the battlefield, it would effortlessly counteract the blood mist of the mere Flesh Mountain.”

“If every border cultivator had a Huazi in hand, there basically wouldn’t be any casualties!”

Cai Kunxu’s breathing suddenly grew rapid—being deployed to the border meant that he also had a chance to obtain it. With such a treasure, how could he worry about not making a breakthrough?

“Young Master Li said that the production method of the Huazi is very simple. Could you perhaps share the method with us? Tens of thousands of cultivators at the border are ready to dedicate themselves to the industry at any time!”

Yang Guang thought even further. It’s better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. If they could directly acquire the production method of the Huazi, the safety of the border cultivators would be greatly secured for the future.

“Hehe, it’s not a secret. Indeed, the method to create a Huazi is very simple, and the simplest rule is that it must be made by my own hands.”

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Li Xiaobai laughed.

Yang Guang: “…”

Cai Kunxu: “…”

The cultivators: “…”

“Then, may I ask how Young Master Li intends to distribute these Huazis? Will you distribute them directly?”

Jiang Yi, who had been silent all this while, spoke up. He was also very keen on the Huazi, especially knowing that his own Saint Heir had avoided the effects of the Blood Pool thanks to it, he could hardly contain his eagerness.

“Naturally, that is impossible. There’s no such thing as a free lunch anywhere. I will open a shop at the border to sell the Huazis. Whoever wants to obtain a Huazi will exchange it for Spirit Stones.”

Li Xiaobai spoke slowly, having thought about opening his own shop at the border for quite some time.

This place is not governed by the Immortal Spirit Continent and usually has less contact with the outside world, so the likelihood of someone interfering is rather small.

“Excellent!”

“This is indeed good. With this item’s help, my fourth battlefield will surely be as stable as Mount Tai!”

Cai Kunxu was in high spirits, laughing heartily.

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After briefly explaining a few things, Li Xiaobai led the group straight to the battlefield.

The current situation on the battlefield was already critical; the cultivators simply couldn’t withstand the multitude of powerful Flesh Mountains.

The fourth battlefield was now covered by a layer of light red, blood-colored mist. At the edge of the battlefield, cultivators were continuously taking turns entering the battlefield to deal with the Flesh Mountains.

Taking turns in battle was only to avoid the influence of the Blood Qi and maintain mental clarity, but even so, they were struggling to hold on.

The eyes of many cultivators were already slightly red. Most of them were only at the Divinity Transformation Stage, while the number of cultivators at the Tribulation Crossing Stage wasn’t few but couldn’t be considered many either.

For the core forces, the pressure from the border was still too great.

“Quick, get up there and hold the line, a large Flesh Mountain is charging over!”

“Damn it, Ganzi has fallen in, his mind completely engulfed. You must be careful!”

“A few at the Tribulation Crossing Stage have gone mad as well, killing indiscriminately inside. Call the cultivators in there to retreat and re-establish the defense line, waiting for City Lord’s reinforcements!”

“Understood!”

The cultivators, carrying big and small bags and not screaming, retreated quickly, scattering a type of powder on the ground as they did so.

This was a herbal medicine developed by the border, capable of repelling the lower-tier Flesh Mountains, but faced with such a number of Flesh Mountains, the effectiveness of the powder was almost zero.

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Looking at the tragic state of the border, Cai Kunxu’s gaze suddenly changed. Many cultivators’ clothes were dyed red with fresh blood, inflicted not by the Flesh Mountains but by the cultivators who had fallen into madness.

And within the blood mist, a few silhouettes could be faintly seen drawing closer.

Strong surges of Spiritual Power swept across the entire battlefield, scattering much of the blood-colored mist, revealing the cultivators who had fallen into pools of blood on the inside.

In the void, a Demonic Divine Spirit stood tall and imposing, its eyes shot two sharp beams, fixating firmly on the battlefield below.

“Do not panic, the City Lord has arrived. Even these trifling Flesh Mountains dare to cause trouble at the frontier. Watch as I slay them in an instant!”

Cai Kunxu’s Internal Cultivation Technique roared to life within him, thunder echoed in the void, and formidable Primordial Spirit Power, wrapped in supreme might, fiercely struck down at a massive Flesh Mountain below.

Within the blood mist, tendrils and tentacles of flesh shot out explosively, madly stabbing towards the Demonic Divine Spirit in the void.

Li Xiaobai’s face showed shock, this level of attack somewhat resembled the one he had encountered within the Tianbei Secret Realm before.

Such Flesh Mountains that could attack on their own were undefendable except by those in the Mahayana Realm, those fleshy tendrils could pulverize a cultivator at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage to dust in an instant.

Unexpectedly, the backlash caused by the Hellfire was so powerful that such beings had already emerged. More terrifying Flesh Mountains would likely appear in the future, so the construction of the store needed to be hastened.

Otherwise, while being assaulted by psychic invasions, it would be very difficult to withstand these types of physical attacks.

In the void, Cai Kunxu formed Seal Spells with his hands, his fists morphing into mountains, and he heavily smashed down on the Flesh Mountain. An ancient and profound aura enveloped the space, and with just one punch, he penetrated its shell.

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The power of the Primordial Spirit burst forth, instantly pulverizing it into mush.

Li Xiaobai swiftly entered the battlefield, searching for the frenzied cultivators controlled by the Flesh Mountain.

The numbers on the System panel kept fluctuating.

[Attribute Points +300…]

[Attribute Points +400…]

[Attribute Points +500…]

These Attribute Points on the battlefield were much stronger than before the release of the Hellfire.

No wonder even the cultivators at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage couldn’t hold on.

“Kid, you want to compete with me for credit, die!”

“The credit is all mine, none of you think about getting a share!”

“Only I am the City Lord’s most trusted cultivator, all of you are just jealous of my talent!”

“I’m better looking than you, come from a better family background, have more money, and heck, I’m even harder working. Why, why did she leave me!”

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Within the blood mist, the cultivators were hysterical, constantly howling.

Deeply affected by the Flesh Mountain, their darkest inner thoughts were stirred, and everyone they saw became an enemy in their eyes.

Their Internal Cultivation Techniques went berserk, attacking each other fiercely.

Li Xiaobai took a puff of Huazi, feeling refreshed, then blew smoke rings towards the location of the cultivators.

Secondhand smoke was also effective. Just a whiff and the cultivators’ eyes regained clarity in an instant.

“Everyone, go back. Leave the battlefield to me.”

Stuffing a stick of Huazi into his mouth, Li Xiaobai waved his hand, signaling them it was safe to leave.

“Thank you, senior, for your life-saving grace!”

“Thank you, senior, for bestowing such a treasure!”

The cultivators were grateful and teary-eyed as they sprinted outwards. The place had turned into hell, and had it not been for the rescue by a powerful individual, they would have surely perished.

At that moment, they cared not to marvel at the miraculous effects of Huazi, but instead raced out, fearing they might fall back into the Illusionary Realm created by the Flesh Mountain.

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