I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 1137 - 1138 Six Saint Realm Experts

Chapter 1137: Chapter 1138: Six Saint Realm Experts

Chapter 1137: Chapter 1138: Six Saint Realm Experts

Yan Zuzi’s expression remained calm, the darkness empty as if the black figure had never appeared.

This was his Cultivation Technique, the Ten Paths of the Netherworld, which could turn human-shaped Magic Treasures into puppets under his control. The furry monkey from earlier was one of his puppets.

“Senior’s skills are astonishing. What was that just now?”

Li Xiaobai, dazzled by what he saw, couldn’t help but ask.

“That was an ape, with a Half-Saint Cultivation Level. In its early years, I had it practice the Ten Paths of the Heavens. When it was cultivating the seventh layer and could progress no further, I transformed it into a puppet. It’s more than enough to deal with a few Elders. Nowadays, the cultivators in the Central Origin Realm have too fragile physical bodies and their methods of cultivation are quite monotonous, not as varied as when I was younger.”

Yan Zuzi spoke indifferently.

Damn, it really was a puppet. If you think about it, any cultivator who practiced the Ten Paths of the Heavens has been turned into a puppet by this old man. Doesn’t that make Yan Zuzi a summoner who can call upon countless formidable puppets at any time?

Can he summon a variety of physically strong puppets to fight anytime?

This skill is even more fierce than Yitilou’s Ten Paths of the Heavens, comparable to Godzilla in the marketplace. Imagine throwing out a bunch of Saint Realm puppets to gang up on your enemies during a fight; who could stand against them?

“Stop daydreaming. These puppets only possess some basic combat instincts, and I still need to personally control them during a real fight. Multi-tasking is exhausting, and the higher the cultivation level of the puppet, the more mental effort is required to control them; it’s not something I show off lightly.”

Yan Zuzi, seemingly perceiving Li Xiaobai’s thoughts, spoke leisurely.

There is no absolutely invincible Divine Skill in the world. The stronger the existence, the greater the limitations they face.

Li Xiaobai nodded, it appeared that Yan Zuzi couldn’t just casually throw out a bunch of Saint Realm puppets after all; his divine soul’s strength wasn’t sufficient.

His gaze shifted to the “prisoner” on the floor.

At this moment, the last remaining Elder was lying limp on the ground, shivering, and the air was faintly filled with a foul smell. Smelling it, it was rank; this old man had actually been scared to the point of wetting himself.

“Tell me, who sent you?”

Li Xiaobai squatted down, getting close to the elderly man to ask.

“Great… Great Elder!”

The old man, trembling, spoke out. Having seen several of his companions killed right before his eyes, he no longer possessed any will to resist, regretting bitterly in his heart. Had he known that such a powerful protector was by Han Buzhu’s side, he would never have come here.

“Apart from sending you here, are there any other schemes?”

“No… none left, but if we do not return for a long time, the Great Elder will surely become suspicious. There might be further actions planned, but this old man is unaware of them.”

The old man was cooperative, answering everything asked of him.

“I believe that at tomorrow’s tournament, Ice Dragon Island won’t hand over Long Xue to me smoothly. Are there any conspiracies? Tell me everything.”

“This old man does not know; the Great Elder and the Island Master are still discussing tomorrow’s matters. We are only responsible for the assassination and are not privy to the subsequent plans.”

“Then let’s get to the essence. Have several Saint Realm experts recently arrived on the island? Do you know?”

Li Xiaobai stared into the old man’s eyes, asking each word deliberately.

Upon hearing this, the old man’s body suddenly trembled.

“I… don’t know.”

“You’re still not being honest. Shall we let this senior’s cute pet eat one of your arms? Maybe then you’ll remember.”

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“No no no… I’ll talk!”

“It’s the Super Sect; the visitors are Saint Realm experts from several major Super Sects, personally invited by the Great Elder. As for their specific purposes, we Half-Saint Realm Elders are not privy to them!”

“I am only acting on orders, and I beg the senior to understand and let me live!”

The elderly man divulged everything he knew, incessantly pleading.

A Saint Realm expert from the Super Sect?

The people inside the room slightly furrowed their brows; they hadn’t known about this. It was secretly conducted—could it have something to do with a transaction with Ice Dragon Island?

“Does the Island Master know about this?”

Li Xiaobai asked.

“I don’t know. Only the lineage of the Great Elder is aware of this matter. Those experts were invited by the Great Elder.”

“What about Long Xue? Is she still safe?”

“The Dragon Race’s Purple-blood lineage is rare, she has been secretly protected by the Great Elder, forbidding outsiders from contact. You will naturally be able to see her tomorrow at noon.”

The elderly man said.

“Understood.”

Li Xiaobai nodded. This old man didn’t know much, and he couldn’t get much useful information.

“Can this old man leave now? Don’t worry, sirs, once I leave, I will immediately leave Ice Dragon Island and not linger, and no one will know what happened tonight!”

The elderly man vowed.

“Mm, you can go then,” Yan Zuzi said.

“Thank you so much!”

Grateful, the elderly man scuttled and crawled out of the room, but the next second, a giant hand suddenly reached out from the darkness and dragged him into a corner. After a series of chewing noises, a cascade of glittering jewels scattered through the air, filling the room.

“Hehe, you think you could escape just like that? Hand it over!”

Yan Zuzi retracted the primate hiding in the darkness, while Yitilou on the side, like a whale swallowing river water, opened its mouth wide and cleaned the treasures off the floor, its emaciated body plumping up slightly.

“The overall quality of cultivators has severely declined nowadays, not just their strength and cultivation level, but even these Magic Treasures are of mixed quality and poor—barely fit to pick one’s teeth.”

Yitilou commented.

“Senior is formidable!”

Li Xiaobai didn’t know what to say; the possessions of a few Semi-Saints had been so easily devoured by the other party. His heart bled, and he believed his fellow brothers and sisters felt the same.

This old man had swallowed I don’t know how many top-grade Immortal Stones—such a waste. The Ten Paths of the Heavens is even more wasteful than Hellfire, swallowing so much without a groan. Apart from letting out a belch, Yitilou exhibited nothing extraordinary, the massive wealth vanishing in a flash, as if sinking into the sea.

But he also noticed that these two didn’t have any Sin Value appearing above their heads; they had neither sins nor merits, just like Yan Zuzi’s performance in the ring at the previous meeting—no values appeared above his head, nor any leaderboard recording his existence. How did they manage that?

“Right now is a time of trouble, and the Great Elder actually colludes with Saint Realm experts from our sect to secretly come to the island, aiming for something significant. I fear tomorrow might not pass smoothly.”

Lin Yin frowned.

For a Super Sect, Saint Realm experts are also incredibly precious resources. A single Super Sect usually only has two or three Saint Realm experts, who don’t easily leave their respective sects. But now, the Great Elder has somehow invited six, with cultivators from various major sects also coming, which is quite thought-provoking. Without significant benefits and temptations, it wouldn’t attract such a number of powerful individuals.

“We’ll tackle whatever comes our way, and if Ice Dragon Island tries to stop us, we’ll take them on!”

“With two seniors present, how can we let Ice Dragon Island act recklessly, wouldn’t you agree, senior Yan Zuzi?”

Li Xiaobai subtly stuffed a full cigarette into Yan Zuzi’s hand, catching Yitilou’s eyes.

Yan Zuzi smiled broadly: “Merely a few junior Saints, leave them to me!”