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

Chapter 982: Chapter 983: A Disciple with Fortuitous Encounters Really Saves Money
 

The team continued their departure, preparing to leave the ruins of Devil Cloud Cave when several figures suddenly appeared on the road ahead.

Fu Tiantian brought the vehicle to a stop and called out loudly, “Who are those blocking the way ahead, and why do you obstruct our path?”

“And who might you be, so bold to come here seeking treasures amidst the wreckage of Devil Cloud Cave without asking the Blood Demon Sect?”

A few young cultivators stated indifferently, having been tasked by the Blood Demon Sect with the surveillance of the area to prevent other cultivators from successfully acquiring the unknown treasures, they had assumed that the youth accompanying the child, despite odd behaviors, would be unlikely to reap any significant rewards like most cultivators who came before.

Yet, they hadn’t expected the ruins to actually respond, indicating that the group must have found something during their lengthy stay, and they couldn’t simply let them leave unchallenged.

“You’re disciples of the Three Sects, aren’t you? Which sect do each of you belong to?”

Li Xiaobai asked nonchalantly, observing that these few, relying on the backing of the Blood Demon Sect, had quite the bluster, often up to no good.

“What of it? That’s none of your concern, all you need to know is that the treasures within Devil Cloud Cave all belong to the Blood Demon Sect, hand them over immediately, or don’t blame us for being inhospitable!”

The young cultivators replied coldly, as intense murderous intent blossomed forth, targeting Li Xiaobai.

“You don’t recognize me?”

Li Xiaobai asked with a strange expression on his face.

“And who do you think you are that disciples of the Blood Demon Sect should recognize you?” the cultivators scoffed back indignantly. Having been stationed in the desolate wilds, they hadn’t seen the Immortal Spirit Daily and were unaware of the recent turmoil across the Mainland.

“Dear disciple, they claim to be cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect, what do you think we should do?”

Li Xiaobai inquired.

“Naturally, crush them to death!”

“My disciple is at wits’ end with frustration. These people present themselves at our doorstep; there’s no reason not to slay them!”

Fu Tiantian’s little face was filled with ferocity as she pressed down on the accelerator, the armored truck charging forward like an arrow released from its bow, the Steel Behemoth roaring and galloping, frightening the Three Sects’ Disciples enough to scramble out of the way in a rather pathetic state.

“Do you know who we are? You dare kill disciples of the Three Sects; do you wish to make an enemy of the Blood Demon Sect?”

“The wrath of the Central Origin Realm isn’t something you can withstand!”

“Dare to lay your hands on us, and you’re doomed!”

The cultivators stumbled and fell to the ground, fear flashing in their eyes. They hadn’t anticipated that these people before them would dare to defy the Blood Demon Sect and even harbor intentions to kill. Were they not afraid of impending doom?

Fu Tiantian paid no heed to their words, winding down the window and extending a small hand outside to trace an arcane pattern in the air, she shouted, “Gather!”

The cultivators rolling on the ground suddenly floated up into the air toward the front of the armored truck.

“What kind of spell is this!”

The young cultivators exclaimed in shock as they were gathered together like objects with no ability to resist.

But before they could plead for mercy, the grim, steely armored truck was already upon them, not stopping for an instant as it rolled right over their bodies, the sound of flesh and bone shattering echoing through the ruins, as the wilderness gained a few more lost souls.

“Disperse!”

Fu Tiantian was elated as she traced another rune with her finger, the heads of the young cultivators took flight, suspended at the front of the truck that drove away into the distance.

Li Xiaobai watched in amazement, marveling at the deep azure rune between the girl’s brows, which possessed the power to conjure spells mid-air, its might enormously domineering.

Those Three Sects’ Disciples may have been mere underlings, but they likely ranged in strength from the Golden Core Stage to the Nascent Soul Stage, and yet they were effortlessly taken by a single stroke of Fu Tiantian’s divine brush, an unbelievable sight.

It seemed, upon closer examination, the disciples each had their own remarkable fortunes, which meant he no longer needed to waste resources bestowing lifesaving Divine Artifacts upon them.

What a relief it was to have disciples with such marvelous fortunes—truly, they were a money-saving grace!

Without the need for Li Xiaobai’s guidance, Fu Tiantian already knew what would come next. The truck sped off without hesitation, heading straight for the central region of Central Province.

The central region was a gathering place for the Three Sects and also swarmed with the lackeys and hounds of the Blood Demon Sect.

The Three Sects of Central Province were the major sects of Artifact, Pill, and Formation cultivation. Moreover, in the rumors of the past two days, Fire Qilin Cave and many well-established forces had surrendered without resistance. Ergouzi, with his head made of iron, had run straight into Fire Qilin Cave and gotten himself caught—it was no more than he deserved. All one could say was that this dog had flown too high and become too inflated.

“Yip Yip Yah Yah!”

His thoughts were interrupted as Li Xiaobai looked down to see the baby crawling up and tugging at his clothes. The little tyke pointed at the steel war machine beneath their feet with eyes full of envy and gestured continuously with his hands.

“Do you want a ride too?”

Li Xiaobai guessed his meaning.

“Yip Yip Yah Yah!”

The baby nodded, shaping a large circle with his hands to indicate that he wanted a big ride.

“This chicken will do for you. It’s very strong.”

Li Xiaobai pulled Ji Wuqing out of his pocket. Since leaving Buddha Country, he hadn’t yet freed him from the influence of the Power of Faith, and at this moment, the little chicken still looked like it had imbibed fake liquor.

He lit a Huazi cigarette for it, and the chicken’s eyes instantly regained clarity.

“Goddamn, why did you only wake me up now? Where’s that damn dog?”

Ji Wuqing spoke discontentedly.

“Ergouzi’s been captured. We’re on our way to rescue him.”

“These are my two disciples. From now on, you’ll follow this little baby and ensure his safety.”

Li Xiaobai said cheerfully.

“You want me to look after this wee brat? He’s so ugly!”

Ji Wuqing was very reluctant at heart. This baby wasn’t even weaned yet, and it was expected to babysit? It was, after all, a noble Phoenix.

The baby was not pleased and kicked it to the ground with one swift move.

“Damn, what’s with this kid? My feathers still have the remnants of hidden flames. How can he touch them directly?”

Ji Wuqing was shocked. Anyone else who touched it wouldn’t have had such a reaction. Its power wasn’t strong—in fact, it was rather weak—but this was just a three-year-old baby, not even weaned, and yet he could manhandle it without showing any sign of pain.

“Now you see, don’t you? The one I’m asking you to look after is no ordinary person. When he grows up, he’ll be the one looking out for you.”

Li Xiaobai spoke leisurely. The baby had the special trait of negating powers, and Ji Wuqing’s flames were no exception.

“Damn! This kid is going to be something when he grows up. Which family did you steal him from?”

Ji Wuqing asked with widened eyes.

“Picked him up on the side of the road. Take good care of him—don’t screw it up.”

“I’ve been wise my whole life; I don’t need anyone else’s protection. This thing should be thrown to that damned dog instead!”

Ji Wuqing expressed its frustration, while the baby beside it continued to tug at its wings, plucking several feathers.

A hundred children formed a circle to watch the baby beating the little yellow chicken, their faces filled with awe. Invisibly, the kid king’s intimidating power grew.

“Master! There seem to be people blocking the way up ahead!”

Just as Ji Wuqing and the bunch of little rascals were making merry, Fu Tiantian’s anxious voice rang out.

Li Xiaobai’s expression was calm. “A pack of hounds, that’s all. Do you still need your master to teach you what to do?”