I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense - Chapter 602

Chapter 602: Chapter 603: Crush You!
“One hundred thousand!”

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“Why don’t you go rob someone?”

Several disciples immediately bristled with anger, their eyes ablaze, this skill of jacking up the price on the spot was unmatched.

“Wasn’t it ten thousand? Isn’t Young Master Li toying with us?”

Situ Guixiong’s eyes squinted slightly, revealing a dangerous glint as he stared at Li Xiaobai and slowly spoke.

“What was then is not now; currently, to combat an increasingly formidable pressure, the Tangneng First-class I have made has naturally undergone an upgrade, using more complex techniques. A mere one hundred thousand top-grade Spirit Stones is absolutely a bargain.”

“Moreover, all of you are descendants of great clans; such a trifle amount of Spirit Stones should not be an issue, right?”

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Li Xiaobai said with a faint smile.

“A mere one hundred thousand top-grade Spirit Stones, what is that to us?”

“Exactly, it’s nothing but the cost of a meal, who are you looking down on? I’ll buy it!”

“Give him the Spirit Stones, and bring the bathhouse here at once!”

The group of disciples became furiously indignant, promptly presenting their Space Rings. It was not actually because they had been provoked, but rather, the Spiritual Power in their Dantians had already been depleted, and they could no longer dawdle. They just took the opportunity to find an excuse to step down, using Li Xiaobai’s words.

“So it is the upgraded version of Tangneng First-class. In that case, it’s justified to be more expensive. A mere one hundred thousand top-grade Spirit Stones are nothing to us. Young Master Li, please take them.”

Situ Guixiong took a deep breath and tossed out a Space Ring, the sensation making him involuntarily recall the scenario within the Linglong Pagoda.

Back then, that strange cultivator seemed to have duped him out of his Spirit Stones in the same manner. The familiarity of the method filled him with a sense of déjà vu; his previous conjecture was not wrong—the stranger who had stolen the Luminous Pearl was definitely this Li Xiaobai.

“Hehe, thank you for your patronage. Disciples of great clans truly are bold and spirited; I very much appreciate that.”

Li Xiaobai chuckled and presented each of the bathhouse stones in turn.

All that talk of complex craftsmanship and an upgraded version was just him spouting nonsense. In any case, these people had not experienced the wonders of Tangneng First-class in everyday life and were utterly incapable of distinguishing the difference.

If not to fleece such wealthy marks, then what, save it for the New Year?

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Situ Guixiong and the others took the stones and urgently plunged their fingers into them. In just an instant, they felt the Spiritual Power within their nearly depleted Dantians surge, and the pressure around their bodies eased, no longer as unbearable as before.

The sensation of welcome rain after a long drought brought a layer of relief across their faces, and the look in their eyes towards Li Xiaobai was also filled with a tinge of awe.

They were not fools; the pressure on the stage at this moment was such that even Situ Guixiong felt strained, yet Li Xiaobai moved with ease, walking as if carried by the wind, without any hint of the heavy burden. What this implied was self-evident.

Li Xiaobai’s cultivation level, I’m afraid, is higher and stronger than they had imagined.

“This is impossible, how can a mere overseas cultivator surpass Brother Situ in strength?”

“He must have some kind of treasure hidden on him that’s blocking the Great Elder’s oppressive force!”

“Exactly, being able to produce Tangneng First-class, such a treasure, it’s only natural for him to possess even more divine Magic Treasures!”

Some cultivators were not convinced, standing up for Situ Guixiong and whispering among themselves; they simply couldn’t believe that a person like Li Xiaobai could be a master.

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He must have resorted to trickery, for in the younger generation of Aolai Country, Situ Guixiong is the true strongest!

The audience below was dumbstruck, their favored winners seemed to have all made deals with Li Xiaobai, accepting the treasures he provided, with even Young Master Situ capitulating after a slight struggle.

In this way, if the geniuses from all clans were able to continue standing on the stage, wouldn’t it all be thanks to Li Xiaobai’s efforts?

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Where is your pride as prodigies? Your unyielding spirit?

Can’t the impoverished be moved, the valiant bent?

“Patriarch Situ, this…”

The Patriarchs on the stage were also wearing embarrassed expressions, for aside from Long Xue of the Sea Clan, all other cultivators had bought Tangneng First-class provided by Li Xiaobai. If it was a matter of losing face, it was a collective embarrassment.

“Humph, this unfilial wretch!”

“Upon returning, we will surely teach him a stern lesson!”

“Since when did our clan fall to such a state, unable to withstand even a modicum of pressure, having to rely on others’ treasures to barely cling to life. It’s truly a disgrace!”

Patriarch Situ’s face was extremely grim. This Li Xiaobai was slapping their various clans in the face in front of the whole world.

That the so-called prodigies of all clans had to rely on treasures provided by an overseas cultivator to survive on the stage, if this were to spread, his Aolai Country would likely become the butt of jokes among the cultivators of the entire Immortal Spirit Continent after meals.

“Hehe, Patriarch Situ, do not be angry. Tangneng First-class is a true rarity of heaven and earth, not to be judged by common standards. This round, your clan’s disciples have made a profit.”

“In my view, the disciples below are sharper than you old fools. If they had forsaken the opportunity to utilize such treasures for the sake of face, that would have been the true folly. On this matter, you should really reflect deeply.”

Within the three great families, Old Man Nangong said with a smile, his words full of derision.

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Anyway, everyone knew that the bathhouse was owned by their three great families. His progeny were not the ones losing face; the disgrace belonged solely to these so-called elders of the great clans.

“Old Man Nangong is joking. The path of cultivation ultimately depends on oneself. Growth can only occur through adversity, relying blindly on external items will only lead to loss without gain.”

Patriarch Situ forced a smile, cursing the ancestors of the three great families in his heart.

What profit is there to speak of? Don’t think he did not know that soaking in the store’s bathhouse for two hours only cost about a dozen top-grade Spirit Stones, yet in that last round, Li Xiaobai had collected a whopping hundred thousand top-grade Spirit Stones!

With such an exorbitant price, his own disciple had actually agreed to it, truly a prodigal act!

On the stage.

The incense candles were almost burnt out, and nearly a third of the disciples remained on the stage. More than half of the disciples could not bear the Great Elder’s pressure and surrendered voluntarily, filled with regret. If they had known, they would have left the stage earlier and not wasted their money.

Ten thousand top-grade Spirit Stones, thinking about it now still causes a pang of pain.

Watching Li Xiaobai hopping around on the stage, the Great Elder’s face grew darker. He had already increased the pressure to the third level of the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, yet the other side acted as if nothing was wrong, which truly infuriated him. At the same time, he also felt secretly amazed; although this young man was arrogant, he indeed possessed some real skill.

But as the Great Elder of the Punishment Hall, he could not afford to lose face in front of the whole world. He must regain control of the situation, to crush the opponent!

Without further ado, the Great Elder suppressed his cultivation level, using his fists to perform Seal Spells. In an instant, the void filled with thunderous roars, and ravines crisscrossed the stage as if to tear apart the Primordial Spirits of all cultivators.

“Boy, try this, the pressure of the fourth level of the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, I refuse to believe I can’t crush you!”

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