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

Chapter 176: 177: Take Them All Away

Translator: 549690339
Dozens of cultivators vanished in an instant into the distance, their speed incredibly fast.

Yun Yan, in the sky, was very sensible, knowing he couldn’t escape, so he stayed in place and didn’t move.

The old beggar took out a Huazi, squinted his eyes, and seemed to be watching the people scatter and flee into the distance.

With a casual wave of his hand, a gigantic hand that stretched for tens of thousands of miles emerged from the void and pressed down thunderously, causing the people at the edge of the Northern Region to feel a tightness in their bodies, unable to move.

The massive palm grasped down, scooping up the cultivators in one move and tossing them back to the Holy Demon Sect.

“Senior, it is we who were blind to your greatness. Please spare us, for the sake of Fire Qilin Cave’s dignity!”

Yun Yan’s complexion was ugly, the pressure from the other party was no less than from the Cave Master, this was definitely a top-tier expert from the Mainland.

“Fire Qilin Cave has no dignity.”

The old beggar looked relaxed, reached out his hand, and imprisoned everyone, grabbing them up to Misty Peak.

Li Xiaobai seized the opportunity and forcibly fed everyone with elixirs that restricted their cultivation level.

Yun Yan’s face turned the color of earth, he was planted, his cultivation sealed, and like his precious disciple, he became a prisoner.

“You are that person!”

Now that he was closer, Yun Yan could clearly see the old beggar’s face. His eyes were filled with shock, and the cultivators from the other forces, mustering their courage, took a glance at the old beggar and were immediately stunned. He bore too strong a resemblance to the character from the legends.

“Don’t speculate, brother, I am just a legend.”

The old beggar said smugly, enjoying this act a lot, having not felt so spirited and high-spirited in many years.

“Li Xiaobai, do not compound your mistakes. If you release us now, we can forget about past grievances. Even with senior here, the might of Fire Qilin Cave cannot be stopped.”

“Yuan Fang, take them all away, let them help clean the latrines, to cultivate their minds.”

Li Xiaobai waved his hand impatiently, and Yuan Fang eagerly dragged the new labor force away.

In his view, Misty Peak was unmatched. Those daring to oppose Sect Master Li could only end up one way, becoming a burgeoning labor force, immersed in the construction work of the Holy Demon Sect.

“In life, it is most important to know oneself. Gentlemen, come with me.”

The old beggar looked at the two remaining bottles in his hand as if they were treasures.

This thing made him feel young again, and that invincible sensation from the past had returned.

“Boss, do you have any more of this stuff? Old beggar here is willing to trade wine for it!”

“This is a very precious Divine Medicine. I don’t have much left, but if the old master can answer a few of my questions, I might be able to part with another bottle despite the pain.”

“You ask, the old beggar knows everything!”

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“Just now I noticed that the power you used wasn’t Spiritual Power, what was it?” Li Xiaobai asked.

“Immortal Spirit Power, the force from the Upper Realm.”

“Has the old master been to the Upper Realm?”

“I’ve been there. In the past, the old beggar was unrivaled throughout the Upper Realm. Loneliness at the height, the void of life made me return to the Lower Realm, to hide my skills and fame, and just be a quiet, beautiful man.”

Li Xiaobai had streaks of black lines across his forehead: “How can one acquire this power?”

“Every hundred years, the Upper Realm releases Immortal Spirit Qi, and the drop location is in Central Province. To get it, one can only rob it. However, there isn’t much point to this thing. Cultivators from the Lower Realm cannot grasp this force and forcibly possessing it will result in one ending up like the old beggar, with cultivation level fluctuating between substance and void,”

said the old beggar.

Li Xiaobai understood this meant the old man had stolen the Immortal Spirit Power, which was why his cultivation level was unreliable. Yet the old man was truly powerful at his peak.

“When will the next release of Immortal Spirit Qi be?”

“Next spring might be a bit later.”

“Are you Elder Tianwu?”

“All just empty titles, now I’m just an ordinary person who’s invincible in the world, that’s all.”

The old beggar lit a Huazi, his eyes full of vicissitudes, as if he were recalling the bygone years.

Li Xiaobai: “…”

There was no denying it, this old man was Elder Tianwu, the legendary figure who once dominated an era.

Only now, in his old age, he had turned into a greasy old man, an adept at bragging and farting around, with an air of unreliability all around him.

He casually took out a bottle from somewhere, and threw it to the old beggar.

He would still need to rely on this old man in the future.

“Senior really is formidable, an invincible aura revealed in every move you make.”

A faint voice came from behind, and as Li Xiaobai turned around, there stood Ou Yezi, relaxed and smiling.

“When did the Sect Leader return?”

“I’ve been back since morning.”

Li Xiaobai’s face darkened, realizing that Ou Yezi had been hiding and watching all along, waiting for the old beggar to take care of the enemy before making his appearance; he was truly a sly old fox.

“You’re not bad yourself, even the supercharged Heavenly Tribulation didn’t grind you to death. You have a promising future,” the old beggar nodded in approval.

Ou Yezi’s expression was as dark as thunder. He would never forget in this lifetime how the old man had challenged the majesty of heaven with oaths and vows, only to turn around and run, leaving him to clean up the mess.

“Thanks to Senior’s blessing, I pushed beyond my limits and was lucky to survive.”

“Hm, not bad, a good mindset, a bright future ahead!” the old beggar said cheerfully.

Ou Yezi: “…”

At the same time.

In the latrine.

A few youthful prodigies were brimming with confidence, promptly tossing their brooms and rags aside. The elders from their families had arrived, and even if Li Xiaobai was domineering, he’d still have to behave.

In their hearts, they were already planning how they would pay back twice the hardships they’d endured these days.

However, when they saw Yuan Fang leading a row of experts from major forces, their smiles stiffened.

“Master, why are you here?”

“Elder, you came too?”

“Quiet now, quiet. These are our new laborers. Seems like you all know each other, which is good; no need for introductions. From now on, take the newcomers under your wings, serve the people diligently. Where are your tools for labor?”

Yuan Fang frowned, looking at the several broken broom handles on the ground, he said, “It seems you have yet to recognize your situation. There are only so many janitorial tools. If there are no rags, then clean with your hands. Work hard and don’t think too much.”

“Young man, I am an Elder from the Fire Qilin Cave with cultivation at the Mahayana Realm. Treating us with such humiliation isn’t appropriate, is it?” Yun Yan’s face was an ashen hue.

With a kick, Yuan Fang knocked him to the ground: “Stop with the pretentiousness. All that family background doesn’t work here. Work honestly, as you’re all free labor now. If you want out, wait until your seniors bring Spirit Stones!”

The faces of the crowd turned as white as sheets, realizing even their higher-ups had been defeated and were sent here to clean latrines.

Now their cultivation was sealed, and they were no different from ordinary mortals, subject to anyone’s whims.

“Master, we should just listen to them and endure less hardship. Your disciple will do your share of the work,” Yunkun said with determination in his eyes.

Seeing his cherished disciple covered in mud and exuding an odd odor, Yun Yan’s eyes reddened: “Kun’er, you’ve grown up!”