I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 158: 159 Array Formation Sect Saint Heir

Li Xiaobai roared with laughter.

His skill was truly divine; just find a dangerous place, use “Hundred Percent Barehanded Blade Catch,” and these cultivators can only come to deliver their heads.

Killing hundreds in one go was a huge windfall.

With this wave, he confidently secured a spot in the top thousand on the people’s leaderboard.

The cultivators cried to heaven, shaking the earth, begging Li Xiaobai for mercy, but alas, the Heavenly Tribulation was heartless.

After a brief brewing moment, this area once again turned into a sea of lightning, as a massive wave of Heavenly Tribulation descended from the sky, sweeping across the entire field.

“Ah!”

“Li Xiaobai, you will not die a good death!”

“My Demon Gate will not let you off!”

The cultivators screamed in agony, the sound of thunder and the roar of thunder dragons blasted down upon the cultivators’ bodies. In an instant, most of them were dead or seriously injured, leaving only a handful still desperately hanging on.

However, the power of the Heavenly Tribulation was only getting stronger, and with them unable to break free from the skill’s restraint, it was only a matter of time before these people turned into piles of bones.

Li Xiaobai moved forward cheerfully, braving the Heavenly Tribulation and collecting the Space Rings of the cultivators.

After observing for a moment, he noted that among all the people present, aside from Monk Liaowang and Ouyang Shuanger, there were a few who were also unaffected by the Heavenly Tribulation attacks.

Presumably, these few also had a deep understanding of the so-called principles and were capable of opening the bronze doors.

These people were quite quiet, not making a fuss, and Li Xiaobai temporarily had no plans to kill them.

After a few breaths, someone eventually could no longer hold on and gave up resisting, turning into dust in the sea of lightning, submerged among the flashes.

[Attribute Points +4000…]

[Attribute Points +5000…]

Li Xiaobai’s eyes sparkled, noting that the power of this Heavenly Tribulation was not to be trifled with. Those who had managed to hold on till now were definitely the pride of their clans. Killing them would not only yield precious resources but would also send his rankings skyrocketing.

Two birds with one stone.

“Brother Li, I am Yunkun of the Fire Qilin Cave, my master is Chen Ping. If you could spare my life, it would be creating good karma, how about it?”

A young cultivator spoke, his body covered with red hair and somewhat showing signs of beastly transformation, an indication of activated bloodline.

“That’s right, Master Li, please turn back. Don’t continue to create killings!” Little Monk Liaowang also advised.

“A disciple of Fire Qilin Cave, and even Chen Ping’s disciple at that. Are you aware that your master forcibly took my dog just an hour ago? Do you think you can survive?” Li Xiaobai said. f𝚛𝗲𝐞𝐰e𝗯n𝗼v𝗲𝚕.𝚌o𝐦

“Yes, I can. I am one of the promising new disciples of the Fire Qilin Cave, and I have been entrusted with many of the sect’s Cultivation Techniques and even successfully activated my bloodline. I am vitally important to Fire Qilin Cave; you can exchange me for your dog!”

Yunkun was frantic, almost yelling; the pressure from the heavenly thunder was causing his flesh to show signs of collapse, and if this dragged on, he would undoubtedly die.

“Oh?”

“That’s a very progressive and constructive idea; let’s keep you alive for the time being,” said Li Xiaobai, after some thought. Indeed, ransoming someone provided more profit than a straightforward killing.

“Brother Li, me too. I am a direct disciple of the Array Formation Sect from Central Province. My master would definitely be willing to redeem me!”

“I am a cultivator from Mount Beimang, and my father is the City Lord. As long as you don’t kill me, any amount of resources you want is fine!”

Seeing this, the other young geniuses also univocally spoke up, rationalizing that if it meant preserving their lives, what would spending some money from their sects matter?

“Good, very good, all of your ideas are very constructive. I’ll spare your lives for now. What do you few have to say?” Li Xiaobai turned towards the cultivators unaffected by the Heavenly Tribulation.

“Fellow Daoist, although your fleshly body is strong, there isn’t the slightest fluctuation of Spiritual Power within you. You must be following the practices of ancient sages, cultivating the flesh to become holy. However, your fleshly strength isn’t enough; you can’t kill me in your present state,” said the leader among the cultivators, a young man who smiled lightly, with an air of authority among them.

“Kid, you’ve got yourself into big trouble by making the Array Formation Sect’s Saint Heir kneel; there is no place left for you in the Immortal Spirit Continent!”

The several youths nearby didn’t look any happier, their faces filled with anger.

As soon as these words came out, the prodigies who had been crying and wailing immediately shut up. The Saint Heir of the Array Formation Sect had actually been with them and had even knelt down.

It was a matter of the honor of the three Great Sects, could it be that the other party might kill to silence them?

Li Xiaobai already knew in his heart that he didn’t recognize any so-called Saint Heir, but just by looking, the other side could tell that he had no cultivation, only physical training, which was a skill not just anyone could possess.

He took out a longsword-shaped Spiritual Treasure from the Space Ring, a relic of a prodigy from before.

Wielding the longsword, he continually hacked at the Saint Heir, activating the Nine Revolutions Undying Sword Intent. Such Undying Sword Intent had already reached the fifth level by now, its power was extraordinary.

After a series of hacks, even the surrounding copper walls and iron barricades were carved with crisscrossed dents, and even the Heavenly Tribulation in the void was shattered quite a bit.

However, he couldn’t even shred the clothes on the youth’s body, and the other party remained composed and at ease.

After busying himself for a while, Li Xiaobai was panting and gave a thumbs-up.

“Brother, you’re really tough!”

Everyone had black lines on their foreheads. Aren’t you considered a genius? Was there a need to poke around with a sword like a shrew?

Isn’t it fragrant to release Sword Qi from a distance?

“Fellow Daoist, there’s no need to exert yourself further, your strength is not sufficient to kill me.”

“It’s better to release control quickly. I can assure you that I will not participate in the conflicts within the small world. How about that?”

The youth smiled.

“Fine.”

Li Xiaobai nodded, walked into the gate, sheathed the longsword, and released the skill.

“Come on in, all of you, hurry up. From this moment on, you are captives!”

The others streamed in, the lightning punishment disappeared, and the bronze gate slowly closed. Once more, darkness returned to the corridor.

A few young men stood in front of the gate.

“Saint Heir, I’ll go in and slay that guy!” a youth in black said angrily.

“No need; you won’t be able to kill him. He’s no ordinary person, possessing an unseen power that’s never been heard of before, which can suppress us. It’s truly a Demon Sword, and to grasp such a pure Sword Intent at such a young age, he’s indeed among the best of the prodigies.”

“The Saint Heir actually gave such a high appraisal!”

“Could this person be a threat to the Saint Heir?”

The youths were surprised.

“What he showed today is just the tip of the iceberg. If possible, I would prefer not to be his enemy. Look into his background; such a person should be treated kindly, not crossed.”

“Yes!”

“So are we still going in?”

“I’ve already said we won’t participate in the contention, why go in? Let’s head back. This person is likely to climb the rankings.”

…

Inside the small world.

Li Xiaobai walked out of the gate to a completely new scene: green mountains and clear waters, picturesque and enchanting like a dream of the Immortal Realm.

This was the small world of Beichen Feng, the Confucian Path’s Supreme Sage; it was truly imbued with a refined touch. Walking in it, one’s spirits involuntarily settled down.

Just as everyone was immersed in it, an abrupt command broke the serene scene.

“What are you dawdling there for? Hurry up and come here, line up properly!”