I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 385: 386 Huazi’s Power

“Lord Ergouzi possesses exceptional talent, naturally impervious to such low-grade brainwashing.”

Ergouzi glanced at Li Xiaobai, his expression full of a sense of superiority.

“I have a packet of Huazi here, originally intended to give it to you altogether, but it seems unnecessary now.”

“With your extraordinary talents, such trifles are presumably beneath you.”

Li Xiaobai shook his head and sighed.

“Woof, Lord Ergouzi does need it, Lord Ergouzi can resist the power of the Blood Pool because of the Huazi!”

Ergouzi eyed the Huazi in Li Xiaobai’s hands, its eyeballs turning red with desire; it was what it had been dreaming of.

Except for the Northern Region, it couldn’t find the product elsewhere, and now stranded on the frontier, getting Huazi was only possible by relying on Li Xiaobai.

“Give me the details.”

Li Xiaobai tossed over the Huazi. This darn dog was the very definition of being lured by wealth; there was nothing a packet of Huazi couldn’t fix.

If there was, then two packets would do the job.

“At the time, Lord Ergouzi didn’t know about the Blood Pool’s properties, it was just by chance that it pulled out a Huazi before going down. The Blood Pool was trying to erode the Primordial Spirit, affecting Lord Ergouzi’s disposition and instilling some negative thoughts.”

“But after taking a puff of Huazi, everything was resolved.”

Ergouzi honestly recounted the entire process.

After soaking in the Blood Pool, it treated the activation of its bloodline as if it were bathing, reminiscent of the joyful times at the Holy Demon Sect, bathing and smoking Huazi.

Therefore, it couldn’t help but take a puff of Huazi, which has the effect of clarifying the Spiritual Platform and purifying the thoughts, nullifying all forces that affect a cultivator’s Primordial Spirit.

It was precisely because of this that it managed to dodge a bullet, enjoying the view of other Saint Heirs’ wailing and misery in the Blood Pool.

Li Xiaobai nodded. Indeed, Huazi possessed such power. The power of the Blood Pool was somewhat similar to the Flesh Mountain, both capable of influencing a cultivator’s mind, but it pales before Huazi.

Jiang Yi, standing nearby, listened with his eyes wide and mouth agape, staring intently at the small box in Ergouzi’s arms.

He was familiar with Huazi, having seen it once at the Elixir Sect, but the sighting was brief and he hadn’t fully experienced its true power.

What in the world was it that it held such wonder, even capable of neutralizing the power left in the Blood Pool by the ancestors? And such an artifact, Li Xiaobai could just casually hand out a packet; it was quite shocking.

Could it be true, as he said back at the Elixir Sect, that he really possessed the secret to concocting it?

“So that’s how it is.”

Li Xiaobai understood then turned to look at Jiang Yi: “But is it really okay to let this old guy know such vital information?”

“It’s okay, Xiaojing has already sworn an oath with his Dao heart, pledging lifelong loyalty to Lord Ergouzi. As Lord Ergouzi’s Protector, he knows what things shouldn’t be spoken of,” Ergouzi said, waving its paw indifferently.

“Then there’s no problem.”

Jiang Yi wore a confused expression; discussing it right in front of him was fine, but still ignoring his opinions?

He wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but he felt like Li Xiaobai’s gaze was somewhat off, with a hint of green light flickering in his eyes.

“What do you know about the other Saint Heirs? This time, with Mei Changqing interfering, we couldn’t finish them off. We’ll find an opportunity to wipe them all out in one go,” Li Xiaobai asked.

“Saint Child Huo Yun is at the fourth layer of the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, Huo Yuan should be at the peak of the third layer, just after Fire Qilin. Huo Qian and my cultivation levels are somewhat weaker, only at the second layer of the Transcendance Tribulation Stage,” Ergouzi explained.

“However, Lord Ergouzi has the best natural endowment. As long as one survives, given enough time, one will certainly become a powerful existence.”

“Heh, what good is talent in the frontier? It’s all about strength. No matter how good your talent is, without strength, you’re just asking to be punched!”

Ji Wuqing began to mock, discerning that among the Saint Heirs, Ergouzi was relatively weak.

“Woof, Lord Ergouzi thinks you’re absolutely right, without strength, all you can do is take a beating!”

Having said that, a paw once again flipped Ji Wuqing to the ground and pinned him beneath it.

“What did you mean by needing to absorb the Qilin Bloodline?”

Li Xiaobai asked.

“The battle for dominance among the Fire Qilins is like raising gu, it requires the Saint Heirs to continually devour each other to achieve higher levels of evolution.”

“Devouring the Bloodline Power within other Saint Heirs not only makes Lord Ergouzi’s Bloodline even stronger but also rapidly enhances the cultivation level. That’s the true meaning of the trial.”

Ergouzi slowly explained.

“So what you’re saying is, I can’t kill them, I have to leave that to you?”

Li Xiaobai understood the other’s intention; so it seems Ergouzi is an investment with great potential for growth.

“Well, that’s not strictly true; just bring the corpses back. But kid, if you had burnt Huo Yuan to ashes with flames just now, then Lord Ergouzi really would’ve gained nothing.”

Ergouzi said.

Li Xiaobai hadn’t expected Ergouzi’s goal to be the same as his, also after the Bloodline Power within the Qilin Divine Beast.

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However, that Bloodline has far greater use to the other; Hellfire merely needs to devour resources. Without the Qilin Blood, other resources could take its place.

“I see, Kylins are easy to catch, they are just little beasts in the Tribulation Crossing Stage after all. From now on, follow my command in all actions, and I assure you, you’ll be the final victor.”

Li Xiaobai said indifferently.

“Woof, kid, I was waiting for those words, no more talk, Lord Ergouzi is off to beat up Huazi.”

Jiang Yi felt somewhat conflicted in his heart, always feeling like Li Xiaobai didn’t take him seriously. He is, after all, a cultivator at the Mahayana Realm; why does it always seem like he’s not given any importance?

Engaging so enthusiastically with his own Saint Heir, he could at least chat a bit with him, a grandmaster!

“Young Master Li, what do you think of me?”

Li Xiaobai: “Hmm, your beard is pretty handsome.”

Jiang Yi: “…”

…

The next morning.

In the Holy City, inside the great hall of the City Lord’s Mansion.

Yang Guang appeared somewhat anxious and restless; the other three City Lords had already returned to their cities, leaving only Cai Kunxu sitting beside him, relating something.

Li Xiaobai walked into the hall with everyone.

“What’s happened, to cause such panic?”

“Senior, things have gone south. Yesterday, not a single Saint Heir was taken down, and moreover, Mei Changqing personally extinguished the Hellfire at the fourth battleground!”

Cai Kunxu seemed a bit flustered.

“I’m already aware of these minor issues; they’re no big deal. Those meant to die will eventually die, not even Jesus can save them, that’s what I say.”

Li Xiaobai frowned, such a trivial matter was not worth the panic.

Cai Kunxu didn’t dwell on who Jesus was but quickly relayed to Li Xiaobai the words he had just told Yang Guang.

“No, no, no, Senior, you don’t understand. Because of the fire, all the cultivators at the fourth battleground had already evacuated. Last night, the flames were suddenly put out, and the barrier holding back the Flesh Mountain disappeared. Just overnight, more than a thousand chunks of Flesh Mountain have crossed the border, breaching the battleground.”

“Among them, there are no lack of giant Flesh Mountains with strength surpassing the Transcendance Tribulation Stage!”