I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 1015 - 1016: Too Immersed in the Role

Chapter 1015 -1016: Too Immersed in the Role

“Thank you, senior!”

The Semi-Saints clasped their hands and bowed in a salute, their hearts filled with joy. This trip had not been in vain; they not only uncovered the secrets of the Western Continent Buddha Nation, but also incidentally resolved the cultivation issues of the Sect Disciples.

One could easily imagine that, given time, these outstanding disciples would undoubtedly grow into powerful seniors within the Sword Sect, becoming the backbone of the sect.

“Since the matter has been successfully resolved, we will take our leave now, Sect Master Ying, senior, we will contact you in three days!”

The group of Semi-Saints rose and spoke, for they still had tasks at hand, eager to return to their respective families to transmit the message and report the secrets of the Buddha Country to their sect.

This was a matter of utmost importance; the Buddha Country wished to find new methods, to explore a brand-new cultivation system, and had already found an intermediary approach. It was not difficult to search for children; while Li Xiaobai had already rescued a hundred, it was nothing compared to the entire Western Continent.

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Perhaps at this very moment, countless infants were being sent to the Great Thunderclap Temple within the Buddha Country to be indoctrinated. Time was of the essence; they must report the situation early to find countermeasures, and they could not just watch the Buddha Country grow unchallenged!

“Please do as you wish, my fellow Daoists. We will meet again in the future.”

Ying Diao nodded in agreement.

“Farewell!”

One after another, all the experts departed, and the hall instantly became quiet.

“Sect Master, we will also retire now.”

Li Xiaobai made a bow and spoke.

“Wait!”

“Leave the Huo Yun Sword!”

Ying Diao commanded.

Li Xiaobai: “…”

…

A short while later, after the time it took to drink a cup of tea.

Li Xiaobai returned to the Second Peak of the Sword Sect where now the entire mountain teemed with cultivators, almost the entire sect gathered there to practice their cultivation.

Many Disciples from other Peaks would come to the Second Peak at sunrise to perform their duties and leave reluctantly at sunset to return to their own peaks to cultivate. Life was comfortable and pleasant.

Fu Tiantian drove a large truck to take Li Xiaobai and others back to the mountain.

At the Second Peak, countless sword lights soared into the sky, while Sect Disciples stood respectfully with their hands clasped in salute. At the forefront was none other than Steward Xu Yuan, who, upon seeing Li Xiaobai, promptly commanded, and tens of thousands of cultivators atop the mountain bowed in unison, roaring towards the sky.

“Welcome Brother Li back to the mountain!”

“Welcome Brother Li back to the mountain!”

The long howls echoed in the mountains, lingering on for a long time.

“All of you are the proud children of my Second Peak. Cultivate well, and you will have a great future ahead.”

Li Xiaobai said cheerfully.

The scene made him look quite imposing.

“Little junior brother, this peak of yours is really impressive. I will follow your lead from now on!” Liu Jinshui also said with a laugh.

“Reporting to Brother Li, everything on the Second Peak of the Sword Sect has now been properly arranged. We’ve detailed several mandatory checkpoints, from the latrines to the Tangneng First-class bathhouse, offering a one-stop service guaranteed to make the visiting Disciples linger and forget to return!” Xu Yuan said with a respectful look.

“Mm, you’ve done well. Keep it up.”

Li Xiaobai nodded, finding it comforting to have such a reliable junior.

“Thank you, Brother Li!”

“I will continue to make further efforts!”

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Having received the praise, Xu Yuan was even more excited, his face flushed as he shouted loudly.

“So the master really has such presence, not just being a mere sinister old man!”

Watching the scene of soaring sword lights and the surrounding figures in submission, Fu Tiantian’s mouth opened wide into an ‘O’.

Once returning to the sect, disciples throughout the mountain submitted to her authority—a spectacular scene she had never witnessed before. Even within Devil Cloud Cave, where brotherhood was professed with full mouths, such unity was never seen. Her cheap master’s identity and status was not simple at all!

Inside the Peak Master’s Hall.

Li Xiaobai instructed the disciples to close the gates tightly. Once inside the Peak Master’s Hall, it was time for private conversations among acquaintances—some secrets could not be leaked to outsiders.

“Woof, you old coot managed to live a better life than this Buddha’s son, surely you haven’t skimped on the good stuff, right? Hand it over quickly; good things need to be shared!”

After the great hall’s doors closed, Ergouzi turned on him in a second, barking angrily at the old beggar.

“My lordship followed this brat through hardships, and you dare to secretly prosper behind my lordship’s back? If you don’t share today, I’m done with you!”

Ji Wuqing was also furious.

“Heh, what do you know? If it weren’t for this old man’s deterrence in the Central Origin Realm, Sword Sect would have perished long ago!”

“It’s this old man maintaining the peace and stability of the world, how dare you challenge me!”

The old beggar retorted angrily, raging with indignation.

“Senior, wake up, you are Elder Tianwu, not Senior Xiao Lao Di.”

Li Xiaobai spoke helplessly, softly reminding.

“Nonsense, do you think you juniors can slander Xiao Lao Di? Believe it or not, I could suppress you all with a flick of my finger!”

The old beggar’s eyes widened, exuding a chilling murderous intent.

“You, a piece of trash only of the Earth Immortal Realm, you think you’re worthy?”

Ergouzi showed disdain; this guy had been acting for a few days and actually started to think he was a big shot.

“Rubbish, I am of Saint Realm cultivation level; with one look, I could kill you!”

The old beggar chastised.

“Senior, you’re too deep into your role.”

Li Xiaobai sighed deeply, casually drew his Longsword, and made a cut.

In an instant, the old beggar felt his body rush towards the other involuntarily, his knees weakened, and he raised both hands above his head to kowtow submissively, kneeling bewildered before Li Xiaobai.

“What the hell…?”

“What’s happening? Did I actually kneel?”

“Boy, could it be that you are also a Saint Realm expert?”

The old beggar was still in a state of utter bewilderment, his eyes full of shock as he asked.

“Ahem, senior, the junior is merely of the Heavenly Immortal Realm. Being suppressed by the junior’s move indicates that even you are merely of the Earth Immortal Realm’s cultivation level, senior. It’s good to help Sword Sect through its difficulties, but you got too deep into the act!”

Li Xiaobai spoke bluntly; at times like this, one should deliver a resounding slap in the face to force the acceptance of harsh reality.

Otherwise, if this old man continued to act out, he really might forget his own name!

“This…”

“I am nothing but a weakling?”

The old beggar looked bewildered and shocked, unable to accept this fact for a moment—just as Li Xiaobai said, he had played his role too deeply. He had always considered himself as Xiao Lao Di, and the deference of the surrounding big shots made him feel quite remarkable.

“Thump!”

A classic tome fell from the cuff of his sleeve, with a line of small characters written on it: “An Actor’s Self-Cultivation!”

“Senior, you should be out of character now, right?”

Li Xiaobai spoke with a faint smile.

“Indeed, I was deluded. Thanks to Young Li’s timely awakening, I didn’t sink deeper into the mire. This journey has been truly fraught with peril!”

The old beggar finally came to his senses, his expression one of deep despondency—thinking himself a big shot, only to realize that he was actually the weakest link.

“This book says that the highest realm of an actor is to act out oneself. It seems I have already reached this state; I no longer need the assistance of this ancient tome.”

The old beggar spoke leisurely, a flicker of melancholy crossing his face.

Witnessing the entire episode, Fu Tiantian’s eyes widened in horror as he exclaimed, “Senior’s identity was a fake, just now was he forging his identity to deceive those mighty experts?”