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

Chapter 963: Chapter 964: Come and Meet Your Death!
 

Sky Blade Song Que had always been defending the main city without leaving a single step, but now he was nowhere to be seen. Could it be that he also perished here?

“After my father died, Senior Sky Blade was captured and taken to the Upper Realm to serve as a laborer in mining Immortal Stone Veins. Senior Sky Blade said he wanted to cultivate in the Upper Realm and pursue the path of the sword, seeking revenge after achieving something.”

Yang Huan’s expression was gloomy. Things were no longer as they were; the once lively borderlands were gone. The people who had been alive were dead or scattered, and the past brilliance was lost forever.

“Senior Sky Blade openly challenged King Weiwu to protect the young lady from harassment, but now he has lost another arm. The cultivators from the Central Origin Realm are intent on making a joke of the Immortal Spirit Continent. They didn’t kill him to humiliate Senior Sky Blade, but instead sent him to the labor army.”

The cultivators’ faces were filled with indignation.

“With both arms gone, how is Senior Sky Blade supposed to mine? You can imagine that he must have been tormented to death by those overseers. These people are heartless murderers!”

“If this is the situation at the borderlands, what about the other continents?”

Li Xiaobai frowned slightly.

“Disciples from various sects have descended, looking for suitable people to follow the paths they have arranged. The Demon Sect’s chief, the Blood Demon Sect, occupies Central Province, the Buddhist Sect has taken over the Western Desert, the likes of the Five Poison Cult and Hundred Flowers Sect are entrenched in Southern Ming, the Eastern Sea has been occupied by the Sea Clan cultivators, and the Northern Region is a group of young people who specialize in cultivating cold energy.”

“Other dynastic forces and small and medium-sized sects roam around, acting as vassals to these prestigious great sects.”

Yang Huan briefly explained that several batches of cultivators from the Central Origin Realm had already descended. The earliest three dynasties were nothing compared to these super sects, and their only option was to bow their heads and serve, but this didn’t prevent them from oppressing and humiliating the cultivators of the Immortal Spirit Continent.

For the big shots of the Central Origin Realm, the people of the barbaric lands were dispensable, like pigs and dogs. As long as they didn’t go too far, they would generally turn a blind eye and wouldn’t ask too many questions.

“What is the highest level of cultivation among the people of the Lower Realm?”

Li Xiaobai asked.

“It should be the Buddhist Sect’s Master Tianxuan, with a cultivation level of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, strong and powerful. Many sects in this realm implicitly look to him as their leader.”

Yang Huan took out a crumpled newspaper and handed it to Li Xiaobai.

This was the Immortal Spirit Daily founded by Elder Tianji; it was unexpected that it was still in circulation, suggesting that the Central Origin Realm hadn’t refused this method of information dissemination.

As he unfolded it, Li Xiaobai’s expression became quite animated.

“On the color of the undergarments of the Hundred Flowers Sect disciples, today the people of the Five Poison Cult take you on a research journey!”

“Blood Demon Sect’s exposé, each and every Monk of the Buddhist Sect is a hypocrite, right and wrong shall be publicly judged!”

“Master Tianxuan of the Buddhist Sect responds, Blood Demon Sect slanders the clean reputation of Buddhism, with malicious intent, imploring all cultivators not to believe the words of the demonic and heretical.”

“What exactly is the Sea Clan species? Today a female cultivator from the Hundred Flowers Sect proposes a new hypothesis!”

“…”

All sorts of sensational gossip was flying about, and without looking, it was clear that all this news was circulated by the various sects. These super sects smeared and slandered each other, Elder Tianji was just acting as a mouthpiece to relay their words. From this, it was clear that the old man was living quite comfortably now.

Moreover, the Immortal Spirit Daily had now listed a new ranking, called the Sky Ranking. It detailed the strength levels of the Central Origin Realm’s cultivators in the Immortal Spirit Continent.

At the top of the list was that Master Tianxuan from the Buddhist Sect, whose cultivation level of the Heavenly Immortal Realm made him stand out from the rest. Below him were a series of Earth Immortal Realm cultivators led by the Blood Demon Sect. Overall, there were no incomparable powerhouses who had descended, and things were still within a controllable range.

“Woof, is that all? Kid, take them down!” Ergouzi barked, feeling very irritated by the high and mighty attitude of the Central Origin Realm.

“Right, such behavior is as if there’s no one in the Central Origin Realm. A bunch of Earth Immortal Realm cultivators dare to play at being founders and patriarchs, I, Liu Jinshui, am the first to disapprove!” Liu Jinshui also said, thumping his chest violently.

“Who took away Senior Sky Blade, and where is he in the mines now?”

Li Xiaobai asked in a deep voice.

“It was King Weiwu who took him away. In a bet, he lost Senior Sky Blade to a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect. Right now, he should be within some Immortal Stone Vein in the Central Origin Realm.”

Yang Huan quickly explained that these were not secrets; the cultivators of the Central Origin Realm were intentionally showing off their strength and dominance. Thus, acts like humiliating and slaughtering the native inhabitants of the Immortal Spirit Continent were not only not hidden but were also published and spread in the Immortal Spirit Daily, so that all the cultivators across the continent could clearly understand the insurmountable chasm between them.

“Where is King Weiwu at the moment?”

Li Xiaobai nodded and continued to ask.

“In the Northern Region!”

“Our first stop, flattening the Central Origin Realm’s forces in the Northern Region!”

Li Xiaobai stood up and spoke slowly.

Ergouzi excitedly barked, “Woof, let’s take them on!”

Liu Jinshui declared, “Merely Earth Immortal Realm, not to be feared!”

“I heard that King Weiwu’s cultivation level is quite outstanding among those in the Earth Immortal Realm, especially since he seems to have received some kind of reward after capturing several of Young Master Li’s senior brothers and sisters. His strength has greatly improved since then, and even the strong from various sects have to show him some respect.”

Yang Huan expressed his concerns. Currently, there were no Human Immortals among the native cultivators of the Immortal Spirit Continent, and the Earth Immortal Realm was too distant for them, almost an invincible existence.

“Don’t talk about just the Earth Immortal Realm, even if a Heavenly Immortal Realm were to come, they would have to kneel before me.”

Li Xiaobai spoke indifferently.

“Young Master, what is your cultivation level exactly? It seemed that a few months ago, you hadn’t even reached the Human Immortal Realm yet, right?”

The cultivators looked on with astonished eyes, all of them curiously asking. The young man before them seemed to improve at a miraculous pace, trampling ruthlessly on the strong in their eyes each time they met.

“My cultivation level isn’t high, just an Earth Immortal who can slay Heavenly Immortals.”

“Let’s go, let’s pick a fight with King Weiwu’s territory!”

A cold light flickered in Li Xiaobai’s eyes. Sky Blade Song Que was now in the Central Origin Realm, and since he was taken away by the Blood Demon Sect, he should be mining in the Southern Continent. He could only wait to return to the Central Origin Realm in the future to search for him. However, the debts owed by the likes of King Weiwu, a cultivator of the Central Origin Realm, had to be settled now; no one would escape.

Beneath their feet, a golden war chariot manifested and turned into a streak of golden light, swiftly carrying the two men and a dog away. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.

Immortal Spirit Continent.

Northern Region.

Within the Holy Demon Sect, it was a scene of singing and dancing. King Weiwu sat on the throne of the grand hall, flanked by many promising youths from the various sects of the Central Origin Realm, all of them core disciples. Sect Leader Ou Yezi stood by their side; in the presence of the cultivators from the Central Origin Realm, he had no right to sit.

Today, King Weiwu had called for an Enlightenment Tea gathering, with the intention of deepening his relationship with the young elites of the various sects and to curry favor with the powers behind them. This was already his third such gathering, and as his fame grew, the gathering of geniuses gradually expanded beyond the Eastern Continent to include those from various continents.

“Young Master Xu, I heard that your recent cultivation has made great progress. Congratulations are in order!”

At the seating area, a young man clasped his hands and spoke merrily with a smile.

“Far from it, Brother Liu has made greater strides in his progress than I have. I just took advantage of Huazi’s fortune. It’s baffling how this Barbaric Lands have developed such miraculous treasures, wasting them on these pigs—it’s a crime against heaven!”

“Indeed, if it were us, we might be able to break through the Human Immortal Realm and rise to the Earth Immortal cultivation level in less than a year. Unlike these pigs of the Barbaric Lands, who exploit treasures without knowing. Even with Huazi’s help, they remain inferior to ants.”

“But to be fair, these pigs do have their merits; at least they know how to please their masters. Not bad at all!”

“Not bad, very big, very white, very long!”

The young men held their wine cups, clinking them together without any pretense in their conversation, smilingly watching the dancing girls exert themselves, showing off their graceful figures as their eyes gradually heated up with fervor.

“Haha, they’re just a bunch of pigs after all. Whichever one you gentlemen fancy, feel free to choose. Being favored by the up-and-coming of various sects is a fortune they’ve cultivated in their past lives!”

“Ou Yezi, don’t you agree?”

King Weiwu laughed heartily.

“Yes, Prince is right. It’s all a blessing to our Holy Demon Sect!”

Ou Yezi forced a smile, speaking jovially, though his heart was bleeding. These weren’t just any dancers; they were clearly female disciples from his Holy Demon Peak, summoned by these elites to flaunt their dance skills for the crowd’s amusement. To maintain peace in the sect, he could only swallow his pride. He knew too well that the individuals before him had a history of annihilating entire sects and dared not raise his eyebrows.

“Hahaha, worthy of being a Sect Leader, you see things clearly. Come, let’s drink!” King Weiwu’s smile widened, but his brows betrayed a mocking look.

“Speaking of which, Prince found several golden eggs in these Barbaric Lands a few days ago and received no small reward for it. With the discovery of Huazi and the miraculous effects of that bathhouse, once this news spreads to the Central Origin Realm, I fear you’ll be on the fast track to success, won’t you?”

The faces of the young elites showed envy as they chuckled and spoke.

“It’s nothing, I just got a bit lucky, that’s all. When I return to the Central Origin Realm, I will still need the support of all the young masters.” King Weiwu said with a hearty laugh.

“You’re too modest, Prince!”

The atmosphere in the hall was harmonious, filled with laughter and cheerful banter.

“Report!”

“There’s an urgent matter that requires Prince’s judgment!”

As the wine rounds passed thrice and everyone was in the midst of merriment, a sudden report came from outside the hall.

“What’s the matter?”

“Can’t you see I’m entertaining guests? Whatever it is, we can talk about it tomorrow!”

King Weiwu’s expression darkened and waved dismissively, intending to send the reporting cultivator away.

“Your Highness, this is an urgent matter of great importance. A scout just reported that a golden light is streaking toward the Holy Demon Sect from the distant mountains, advancing with incredible speed. I’m afraid it won’t take long before it breaches our territory!”

The man shouted, his voice trembling, clearly having witnessed some terrifying sight.

“Golden light? Did you see clearly what it is? Is it a person or a demon?”

King Weiwu furrowed his brow, intending to check it out personally, but in the next second, he already knew the answer.

Before the messenger could say more, there was a sudden uproar outside the hall, plunging into chaos. Following that, there was a loud crash, and as everyone was still bewildered, a golden war chariot smashed through the walls of the hall and charged into everyone’s line of sight.

An intimidating presence spread, and a voice as cold as ice pierced everyone’s ears.

“Where is King Weiwu? Come out and face your death!”