Chapter 311: Wound Demon Sha

Cultivation itself—part of it stays in the soul, part of it stays in the body. The cultivation in the soul was eaten by his wife, and the cultivation in the body was left to Lotus. This much, Li Banfeng understood.

Refining pills itself involves consumption, and Lotus also had to take a little hard-earned money. In this regard, Li Banfeng could also understand.

But Seeing Ling Miaoying was at the seventh layer. The seventh layer meant that after reaching the upper tier, there were still sixty years of time left.

And she only produced six Jin Yuandan?

Six Jin Yuandan meant six hundred days of time—that wasn't even two years. Under these circumstances, Li Banfeng had to ask about it.

"Ah-Lian, how much did you take from it?"

Red Lotus did not have Leaving Leaving Suishenju's methods. Given Li Banfeng's current station, when she spoke, Li Banfeng still could not hear her.

She wanted her wife to relay the message. His wife listened to her explanation for a moment, then turned to Li Banfeng and said, "Husband, there's no need to fuss over this."

Seeing his wife so confident, Li Banfeng felt reassured.

Lotus did indeed have her own schemes, but his wife seemed to have her own way of handling them.

After Li Banfeng rested for a day, he once again went to the new land.

After the first round of land reclamation ended, Li Banfeng worried that no one would be willing to join the second round.

The result was different from what he had expected—quite a few people joined the second round of land reclamation. One reason was that Meng Yuchun was very generous and gave the land reclaimers quite a few local specialties.

The second reason was that this place had food to be found. On Meng Yuchun's territory there was a grove of trees, and in the grove there were quite a few fruit trees with green skin and red leaves. The fruit was about the size of a fist and edible. In taste, some were like glutinous rice, some like naked oats, some like beef or mutton, some like toenails—each one different.

Not only could the fruit be eaten, there were also quite a few edible wild vegetables nearby, so both meat and vegetable dishes were guaranteed.

In the new land, finding food was a very difficult matter. For hunters, as long as there was food, it was a place where one could get by, and being a bit remote was tolerable.

The crowd being willing to reclaim land was naturally good. Taking this opportunity, Li Banfeng wandered around the area, walked several dozen li, and suddenly saw Meng Yuchun standing among a cluster of flowers, smiling, beckoning to Li Banfeng.

"Come on, hurry and come!"

Li Banfeng was startled. What was going on that made her smile so happily?

Meng Yuchun called out, "Hurry over here, while no one is watching."

No one watching?

What did she want to do?

Rob me of my things?

Li Banfeng heightened his vigilance.

Meng Yuchun grew anxious: "Why aren't you coming over yet?"

Li Banfeng said, "Tell me first—what do you want me to go over for?"

"What else could it be? I've been waiting for you for ages."

Li Banfeng found it even more incomprehensible: "What are you waiting for me for?"

Meng Yuchun pouted reproachfully: "I've said this much already—do you really not understand?"

Li Banfeng truly did not understand: "If you want to do something, just say it clearly!"

Meng Yuchun sighed: "What a wooden person. Meeting is fate—do some things really have to be said so plainly?"

Meeting is fate?

Those words didn't seem quite appropriate for the occasion.

Li Banfeng lowered the brim of his hat and asked, "You don't recognize me?"

"I…"

Meng Yuchun froze in place, the smile vanishing from her face, and her expression gradually turning ferocious.

This Meng Yuchun was fake.

Who had disguised themselves as her? And done it so convincingly?

The two sides faced off for a moment, each waiting for the right moment to strike.

Suddenly he heard someone nearby shout: "Little brother, don't act rashly—this is a Wound Demon Sha."

Li Banfeng followed the sound and saw a man of about sixty, his beard and hair streaked with white and in disarray, wearing a gray cloth shirt covered in mud stains, crouching in the wild grass, pressing his palm down to signal Li Banfeng not to act rashly.

Who was this person?

While he was thinking, the fake Meng Yuchun on the hillside suddenly charged at Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng retreated to dodge, preparing to first observe the opponent's methods. The hidden man rose first, took out a bronze mirror from his bosom, and shone it at the fake Meng Yuchun.

The bronze mirror erupted with light. Under the shroud of that light, the fake Meng Yuchun's whole body began to smoke, and she let out a piercing wail.

The man turned back to Li Banfeng and said, "Little brother, you should leave first!"

The moment the words fell, Li Banfeng's feet suddenly left the ground, his body lifted into the air, and he flew straight toward the depths of the mountain forest.

What kind of technique was this?

How could it make me fly?

Was this the fake Meng Yuchun's technique, or the old man's?

An invisible force supported Li Banfeng's body, carrying him swiftly forward through the air.

Li Banfeng kicked and stamped repeatedly, constantly breaking the source of the force. After flying for over two minutes, he finally broke free of the technique and landed back on the ground.

Looking back, the fake Meng Yuchun had long since vanished. Li Banfeng also didn't know how far he had flown. The speed of the flight just now seemed about the same as Li Banfeng's speed at full sprint.

What on earth was going on?

Li Banfeng was completely baffled, when he suddenly saw the old man come running up, panting: "Little brother, you're tough as nails. If you'd taken one more step forward just now, I couldn't have saved you either!"

Li Banfeng looked at the old man, his face full of confusion, and said nothing.

The old man smiled and said, "I'm the local earth god of the neighboring territory. By the rules, I shouldn't have come to Meng Yuchun's territory,

but Meng Yuchun has only just become the local earth god. There are some rules she doesn't understand, and some things she hasn't seen before.

This Miss is also quite careless by nature. The Wound Demon Sha disguised itself in her appearance and came to the territory to cause trouble. I was afraid she'd run into mishap, so I came over to take a look."

Li Banfeng still said nothing.

The old man said, "Did you get scared out of your wits? It's fine—this Injured Demon Sha still knows its limits. As long as I'm here, it won't dare chase after you lightly."

Li Banfeng blinked and looked at the old man very seriously.

The old man carried over two stones, set them on the ground, and said to Li Banfeng, "Don't worry. Let's sit and talk."

Having said that, the old man sat down on one of the stones.

Li Banfeng didn't sit, still watching the old man.

The old man frowned and said, "What's the matter with you, child? I tell you to sit and you won't sit, I ask you a question and you won't answer?"

"You don't recognize me?" Li Banfeng finally spoke.

The old man started, looked Li Banfeng up and down, and tentatively asked, "Are you…"

Li Banfeng furrowed his brow and said, "You really don't recognize me?"

The old man's cheeks twitched for a moment, then he broke into a smile: "You've met me before? Then there's no need to say more. It's about time I made my move too."

Li Banfeng pushed off the ground with his toes and ran for it!

The old man hovered in mid-air, pursuing relentlessly.

What speed! Is this old man also a Travel Cultivator?

"The mountain path is rough—let me give you a walking stick!" The old man tossed a tree branch at Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng dodged swiftly; the branch stabbed into the ground and didn't hit him.

The old man called out again, "In such a hurry to leave? Let me see you off another stretch!"

A bizarre force surged up from beneath his feet. This time Li Banfeng was prepared—before his feet left the ground, he directly executed a single move, Stomping Shattering Ten Thousand Rivers, crushing the source of the force to pieces.

"Seeing you run so hard, let me wipe away your sweat for you!"

A breeze swept past, and the beads of sweat on Li Banfeng's face were dried.

"Stop!" the old man called out, and Li Banfeng froze in place as if turned to clay.

Just like that he stopped—his legs stopped completely beyond his control.

The old man hovered in front of Li Banfeng and said solemnly, "Listen carefully. You've accepted three offerings from me, so now it's time I take my payment back. Stand where you are and don't move. That is the first payment."

What does that mean?

What are three offerings?

When did I ever accept his offerings?

The old man asked first, "I'll ask you some things. This is the second payment—you must answer truthfully. You just said you recognize me—when was that?"

Li Banfeng didn't want to speak, but his mouth opened beyond his control.

Breath passed through his throat; Li Banfeng struggled to hold back, but still told the truth:

"I don't know you. I was only asking whether you knew me."

The old man's cheeks twitched again: "You rascal, trying to trick me. Let me ask you one more thing—what is your relationship with Meng Yuchun?"

Once more, Li Banfeng spoke the truth against his will: "I was reclaiming land on her territory. Other than that, there's no other relationship."

The old man nodded and said, "Then you're a useless person. No need to keep you around."

Li Banfeng's thoughts raced, considering how to escape with his life.

His legs were beyond his control; he couldn't use any Travel Cultivator techniques.

Even if he took out the key now and managed to open the gate, he couldn't move on his own and couldn't get back.

He had to find a way to break the old man's technique, or he could only wait to die.

What Home Cultivator techniques could he use?

Try Heart's Arrow Aimed at Home?

He tried it—his legs still wouldn't move.

What about a treasure?

Have the projector make a helper?

The projector was too slow; he feared the helper wouldn't even appear before he was already dead.

Use the handgun?

What if it misfires?

The Tang Dao?

This old man's cultivation was clearly above his own—by more than one level. The Tang Dao's combat power was limited; it most likely couldn't wound him.

What other treasures could he use?

The old man was considering how to kill Li Banfeng: "I'll burn you. Saves me the trouble of collecting the corpse. This is the third payment—you're not allowed to put out the fire."

Not allowed to put out the fire?

Just because you say I'm not allowed?

It really might be possible.

He said I'm not allowed to leave, and I can't leave.

He told me to tell the truth, and I had to tell the truth.

This is his technique.

If his technique is this powerful, why didn't he use it earlier?

Three offerings?

Offerings and payment are equal—this is some kind of rule he must obey.

Li Banfeng quickly lowered his head and wrapped his arms tightly around it.

Can this block the fire?

The old man gave a contemptuous laugh, and a ball of flame instantly engulfed Li Banfeng.

Flames rolled up and down along Li Banfeng's body.

Li Banfeng's clothes didn't catch fire, none of the magic treasures on him caught fire, and even his hair didn't catch fire.

The old man was startled, not knowing what kind of technique this was.

This is a sixth-layer Yu Zhaixiu technique, Zhai Xin Ren Hou!

Imagine yourself as Leaving Leaving Suishenju, and you can withstand a lethal attack.

Leaving Leaving Suishenju can resist fire, so Li Banfeng isn't afraid of being burned!

The old man drew a short blade from his waist, wanting to slash Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng shouted loudly: "Three acts of devotion, three payments of reward — you want to take advantage of me?"

Does that count as taking advantage of him?

The old man hesitated for a moment, withdrew the flames, shook his head and said: "I wanted to burn you, but I didn't burn you, so the reward hasn't been taken back, and I haven't taken advantage of you."

Is he reasoning with me?

Why would he reason with me?

He thinks it doesn't count as taking advantage, so he could just act directly — why does he still need to explain things clearly?

The old man's blade was about to come down.

Zhai Xin Ren Hou can only be used once, so Li Banfeng had to find a way to parry.

Tang Dao leapt up, straining to block the old man's short blade.

The old man bellowed: "You're not allowed to resist!"

Tang Dao clattered to the ground.

Even my magic treasures are under his control?

The wine gourd leapt up, aiming to spray wine at the old man's eyes, and the old man shouted: "The third payment of reward hasn't been returned, you're not allowed to fight back!"

The wine gourd really couldn't spray any wine.

What kind of Daoist sect is this?

How can the techniques be this powerful?

He has such powerful techniques, and such speed — why still use a blade to kill?

He must have a weakness — where exactly is it?

Li Banfeng suddenly felt something trembling in his embrace — the pocket watch had been moving.

Mengde?

What does she want to do?

Li Banfeng pulled the watch stem, and a month card swiftly unfurled before him.

Seeing the short blade coming down, Mengde shouted loudly: "You shameless old thing, where did you get three acts of devotion?"

The old man was startled, then laughed and said: "What's there to ask about that?"

Mengde barked: "If you don't explain things clearly, what reward are you claiming?"

Li Banfeng suddenly felt his legs loosen a little.

That meant the old man's technique had loosened.

Reasoning!

He must reason!

Reasoning is the key!

The old man nodded and said: "Fine, let me explain the three acts of devotion clearly. He nearly ran into a Wounded Demon Sha, I saved his life — that's one act of devotion.

When he was fleeing, I used a technique to drag him along the whole way — that's the second act of devotion.

He ran until he was drenched in sweat, I wiped his sweat for him — that's the third act of devotion.

I've explained it clearly, what more do you have to say?"

Mengde didn't speak — for the moment she couldn't think of what to say either. These three acts of devotion were indeed explained perfectly clearly.

The legs that had loosened grew tight again, and the old man's technique was reinforced.

The old man raised his blade again, and Li Banfeng suddenly shouted: "Was what I really encountered a Wounded Demon Sha?"

The old man was silent for a moment and didn't answer.

Mengde shouted: "Shameless old thief, you lie and deceive people, and you still dare to claim a reward!"

Virtue Cultivation technique — See Virtue, Strive to Match.

The old man felt a twinge of guilt — what Li Banfeng had encountered before was not a Wounded Demon Sha.

Li Banfeng moved his knee a little — his right leg could move!

The old man's arm trembled slightly; he was suffering the backlash of some kind of power.

PS: If you ran into a deaf person who couldn't hear the old man speak, would you be able to dodge the old man's technique?

Could it really be that easy?

(End of chapter)