Chapter 345: Profiting from Chaos (Part III)

Wutu Peak.

Li Li Yuanjiao let out a long breath. The long sword 【Jiaopan Ying】 in his hand was shining with scales, revealing a deep blue light. The other hand held the light purple 《Yueque Sword Canon》.

He was thirty-three years old this year, with a cultivation base at the sixth level of Qi Refining, only one step away from the seventh level. This cultivation speed was the blessing of 【Xingqi Tunling Lu】 and the Li family's current resources, which was already quite terrifying.

After all, Li Li Tongya was fifty years old when he was at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and even Li Li Xuanfeng was nearly forty when he broke through to the seventh level of Qi Refining. In comparison, Li Li Yuanjiao's speed was definitely fast, and he could be considered a leader among the sect disciples.

"Calculated this way, I can break through to the seventh level of Qi Refining at the end of the year. The late stage of Qi Refining is most about accumulation. The seventh and eighth levels can take me six or seven years... plus a Lu Pill to break through the most difficult ninth level, and two years of accumulation, I can try Foundation Establishment."

If it goes smoothly, Li Li Yuanjiao can close-door break through in his early forties and go to rush for this Immortal Foundation position.

He turned his hand and put away the sword canon, then took out a jade-white jade slip, which was the commentary 《Jiazi Sword Canon True Explanation》 written by Li Li Tongya. It was much more popular than the obscure 《Yueque Sword Canon》. He read it carefully twice and secretly said:

"Uncle's sword talent is so outstanding, and he was guided by a sword immortal, yet he only understood the sword essence at the age of eighty. It can be seen how difficult this path of killing is... I don't know how many people use swords in Jiangnan, and how many are sword immortals?"

"Now in the family, I am the only one whose sword talent can look at Uncle's back. Li Qinghong and Li Xicheng use spears, and the best sword talent, Zhi'er, has gone into the sect. Li Xijun is still okay, but Li Ximing only treats the sword as a tool for chopping, not a sword cultivator material."

Being in this position now, Li Li Yuanjiao has to consider too much. Just as he was touching his chin and pondering, a person came up below, but it was a middle-aged man with light brown skin and thick eyebrows, bowing his hands:

"Peak Master! Something happened on the Kong Guli Road!"

This person was Brother Shamoli, now a fourth-level Qi Refining cultivator, who had abandoned the position of East Shanyue Kingdom and followed Li Li Yuanjiao to cultivate.

Although he was a mixed Qi cultivator, the heaven and earth spiritual energy he swallowed was mixed with water-content corresponding righteous Qi, and the cultivation technique 《Purple Thunder Secret Yuan Gong》 he practiced was profound, so he could compare to ordinary Qi Refining cultivators.

Li Li Yuanjiao was stunned for a moment, followed by driving the wind to rise, and sure enough, he saw smoke rolling on the Kong Guli Road. Cultivators from various families all rose into the air to watch, and several white lights stayed in the air, hesitating to move forward.

"Crown Yunfeng is in trouble!"

Thanks to the Xiao family's reconstruction of the Kong Guli Road, setting up post stations on the road, and having cultivators stationed there, Li Li Yuanjiao and others could get the news of Crown Yunfeng so quickly. His face changed suddenly, secretly saying:

"Broken! How is it possible! Father and the others are still in the marketplace!"

"Go!"

He hurriedly drove the wind down, called Li Li Qinghong, An Jiyan, and several middle and late Qi Refining cultivators, and flew toward the east together.

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Li Li Xuanxuan on this side waited for a while in the street, only seeing blood all over the ground, and no figure. He took out a jade talisman from his storage bag, sensed it carefully, and secretly said:

"Ye Qiuyang's position is still moving. I don't know if he is still alive or if his storage bag has been robbed..."

After all, Li Ye Qiuyang was at the mixed Qi cultivation base. I fear he couldn't hold on for long in this marketplace disaster. Li Li Xuanxuan was full of hope that he would be safe, but he didn't have much certainty.

Li Li Xuanxuan gritted his teeth, watching the position of the person on the jade talisman slowly move over, feeling a bit uneasy.

He pondered for a while, stuffed the jade talisman into a crack in the wall of the street, released a wisp of Dharma light in his hand, and left a few lines of words on the wall:

"If Ye Qiuyang comes looking, wait here."

Then he used his family's secret method to encrypt it, and Li Li Xuanxuan left in a hurry.

Li Li Xuanxuan walked two steps along the street, and saw corpses all over the ground, old and young, dying miserably. In the pool of blood, there were also a pile of jade bottle fragments scattered, and two light white pills were stained with blood, emitting a faint light.

He had been in charge of the shop for many years, and recognized at a glance that these pills were 【Clear Mind Pills】 commonly used by Qi Refining cultivators, which could clear the mind and calm the spirit, assisting in cultivation. He hurriedly stepped forward, picked up the pill, wiped it on his robe, and cast a spell to wipe away the blood.

Li Li Xuanxuan squinted and looked. It was smooth and round, looking like an elixir produced by a noble family, and the technique was quite exquisite. It was just that the elixir was stained with blood, and the medicinal effect was lost a lot. He was overjoyed, sealed it in a jade bottle, and searched carefully.

The corpses in the pool of blood were withered and dull, skin and bones, and their blood and cultivation base had been sucked away. Li Li Xuanxuan didn't care at all, groped up and down for a while, the storage bag had long been taken away by the Demon Sect cultivator.

He touched the cuffs of this person, and found that it was still a good piece of spiritual cloth. I fear he was also a person with a background. He hurriedly stripped the person naked, rolled up the robe, and put it into the storage bag.

Li Li Xuanxuan had just finished all this, raised his head and looked, and saw the bright plaque on the opposite street, written with golden pen tips:

"Jia Dan Pavilion."

Li Li Xuanxuan's heart skipped a beat, burning hot. Looking at the empty main gate with only a bloody smell, he really had greed in his heart, secretly thinking:

"The Demon Sect cultivator must have robbed this Dan Pavilion, and was in a hurry. Maybe he left something behind!"

This Dan Pavilion was an industry of the Yu family on Crown Yunfeng. Li Li Xuanxuan had gone to buy a batch the day before yesterday, and the various elixirs were magical, making him linger.

Returning to his senses, Li Li Xuanxuan did what he said, immediately pinched a Qi-restraining spell, and touched it silently.

A young man in brocade knelt at the door, bleeding all over. His chest was empty, and his heart had been taken. Li Li Xuanxuan still recognized this person, the shopkeeper of the Yu family. His heart felt cold, secretly saying:

"If it weren't for recognizing that thunder bead, taking the lead, and using a few small means, I fear our shop would have no way to survive... even worse than this person!"

Li Li Xuanxuan bypassed this person, searched the counter twice, but this table had been searched clean. The Demon Sect cultivator also liked spirit stones, and naturally wouldn't leave him a single piece.

The Dan Pavilion was pitch-black, full of blood and jade bottle fragments. Li Li Xuanxuan swept it with his spiritual sense, stripped off five sets of robes, six Tai Xi pills, and one Qi Refining pill.

He looked back at the naked bodies all over the ground, and finally felt a bit uneasy. He tore off a few strips of cloth to cover them, and stepped into the backyard of the Dan Pavilion in two steps.

The backyard was even darker, collapsed, and everywhere were exposed stone slabs. Dark red flames were burning quietly, the temperature was not high, only choking people's nose and nose.

"Hot but not scorching, ocher fire is continuous, it is the fire pulse... Yes, the Yu family must have opened a Dan room here, so they led the fire pulse over..."

Although the Li family didn't have a Dan room yet, Li Li Xuanxuan still recognized the evil fire in this Dan room. I fear it was destroyed by this group of Demon Sect cultivators, who moved away the Dan furnace. Without the suppression of the Dan furnace and array, the ground fire sprayed out, becoming this appearance.

He cast a spell on his nose and nose, and walked in step by step. He turned over the broken beam, and sure enough, he saw the Dan furnaces in the two Dan rooms had been robbed, leaving only the dark red fire pulse emitting light.

"What a pity."

Leading the fire pulse was a troublesome matter. The Yu family spent a lot of spirit stones to lead these two fire pulses over. Li Li Xuanxuan sighed, raised his feet to leave, but vaguely heard groaning.

"Hmm?"

He was slightly stunned, tilted his head to listen, and followed the sound. He saw a furry arm hanging in the ruins, stretching weakly, the nails sharp and pitch-black, pushing the big stone on his body. Li Li Xuanxuan was secretly shocked, thinking:

"Monster?!"

There was no monster energy on this monster in the Yu family marketplace, but instead had a pure Dharma power. His heart moved:

"There can't be monsters in this place! I fear it is a spirit beast kept by the Yu family to guard the warehouse or help with work!"

So he was overjoyed, stepped forward, and covered the stone with a palm, instantly smashing it to pieces. The monkey below turned its body, revealing a thunder-public face.

"Spirit monkey?"

This monkey's eyes were tired, both eyes were red, and its face was full of wrinkles, but its eyes were clear and even a bit vicissitudes, full of tears looking at Li Li Xuanxuan, making a breathing sound like a broken furnace.

Li Li Xuanxuan held the monkey's furry hand, and was shocked to find that this spirit beast actually had the cultivation base of the fourth level of Qi Refining, higher than him, but it was poisoned by fire and injured, only lingering on its last breath.

He looked at the tears and gratitude on the monkey's face, and felt a burst of emotion in his heart. He groped his sleeves, took out two healing pills, and said warmly:

"Come!"

This spirit monkey was very clever, hunched its back, pursed its mouth, and hurriedly took the two pills. It gestured vaguely, struggled, and made a clanging sound of iron friction.

Li Li Xuanxuan then discovered that there was still a ring on the monkey's neck, cold and heavy, and a jade pestle and a chipped emerald medicine mortar were placed by its feet, which was like finding a treasure.

Looking at it, they were both Qi Refining-level magic treasures, specifically used for grinding herbs, quite rare and difficult to obtain, quite liked by alchemists, and worth a lot.

Li Li Xuanxuan was overjoyed, and couldn't help but say:

"Good monkey, with these two, my obedient Ming'er will be saved a lot of trouble!"

Li Li Xuanxuan endured his joy and put these two things into the storage bag. The monkey had already bowed down, peeled off the scorched black hair on its back to show him, and saw several finger-sized penetrating wounds, black blood dripping, quite terrifying.

He suddenly realized, took medicine to wipe the monkey, and cast three Dharma spells to resolve its injuries. Looking at the monkey's appearance, he had some guesses, and secretly said in his heart:

"This spirit beast is mostly a boy who grinds medicine and watches the fire for the Yu family. I don't know which corner it hid in during the Demon Sect battle, but it survived..."

Touching the scorched hair all over the monkey, and then thinking of the fire poison all over its body, his heart suddenly felt a shock, and he suddenly understood:

"So it hid in the fire pulse! What a clever monkey, what a patient heart!"

Not only was the fire pulse full of fire poison and fire evil, but the spiritual machine was chaotic, interfering with spiritual sense. This monkey knew how to hide here, and could endure this painful torture...

Li Li Xuanxuan was still surprised, and the monkey had already scratched the ground, dug out a scorched corpse after a while, and took out a bright jade piece from the corpse's cuff.

"Click."

In just two breaths, the monkey used the jade piece to open the mysterious iron spirit ring on its neck, handed it to Li Li Xuanxuan together with the jade piece, and squatted on the ground to adjust its breath.

Li Li Xuanxuan only looked at it for two eyes, and the monkey suddenly opened its eyes. Its ears moved slightly, and a trace of fear appeared in its big eyes. It gestured silently, making a look of grinding medicine with effort.

Li Li Xuanxuan's heart felt a shock. He turned his hand and put these two things away, put his spiritual sense to the limit, shrank in the corner and didn't dare to move, while the spirit beast looked anxious, carefully not daring to make a sound, making a bow and then a grinding gesture.

Li Li Xuanxuan was stunned for a breath, hurriedly took the medicine pestle from his waist and stuffed it into the monkey's hand. The spirit beast nodded, took the magic treasure, and drilled into the ruins in a flash.

I also read everyone's messages yesterday, and then stayed up late last night to write for another hour. I originally wanted to give everyone three chapters today, but suddenly there was a meeting... Alas... but at least I wrote six or seven hundred more words, divided into two chapters for everyone. Will it look like more?

(End of chapter)

Fortunately, Li Li Xuanxuan had long been holding his axe. With a fierce strike, a crisp sound was heard, and this skinny flesh-and-blood child was split into two, paralyzed on the ground, calling out in his mouth:

"Immortal master, spare my life! Immortal master, spare my life! This little one knows he was wrong! This little one..."

Li Li Xuanxuan was just catching his breath when the monkey had already turned its head in terror, waving its emerald jade pestle twice, smashing the child's two-part body into two pools of meat mud. Li Li Xuanxuan didn't dare to delay any longer, pinching out a fire spell.

"Boom..."

He smashed the fire spell, burning the demonic cultivator's body into charcoal. He pulled the monkey's blood-stained hand and said in a low voice:

"Go!"

This voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and Li Li Xuanxuan couldn't even recognize it himself. The monkey nodded, pulled out a black-gold storage bag, and handed it to Li Li Xuanxuan. It was exactly the demonic cultivator's item.

"Good monkey."

Li Li Xuanxuan put the things away, and the man and monkey ran wildly out of the fire, rushing into a fireless hut in the nearby neighborhood, only then collapsing to adjust their breath and heal their wounds.

"Damn it..."

Li Li Xuanxuan hadn't cursed in many years. Now that a hoarse sentence was spat out, he only felt a joy in his heart that made him want to shed tears. His cultivation base, which hadn't progressed for many years, was faintly shaken.

He had only adjusted his breath for a moment when he suddenly realized, pulling the monkey and saying:

"You stay here and heal your wounds first."

Seeing the monkey nod, Li Li Xuanxuan placed two bottles of pills in front of it and walked out cautiously. After circling two streets, he indeed saw a person standing anxiously where the jade pendant was hidden.

The Jiadan Pavilion collapsed, and evil fire permeated everywhere. Spiritual sense was restricted in the surrounding streets. Li Li Xuanxuan's eyes were scorched by the fire and he couldn't see clearly, but that person had already looked over, startling Li Li Xuanxuan so much that he wanted to run.

"Is that Brother Brother Xuan?!"

Li Ye Qiuyang was also cowering, gritting his teeth and calling out. Li Li Xuanxuan immediately wept with joy and said hoarsely:

"Ye Qiuyang!!"

Li Ye Qiuyang stepped forward and immediately jumped in shock, saying in disbelief:

"Brother Brother Xuan?!"

The person in front of him was limping, his face withered, his body emaciated, his eyes half-gray and half-white, covered in black blood and blisters of all sizes. His hair and eyebrows were completely gone, and his sleeves were dripping with blood. He looked like a dead man fished out of a fire.

If Li Li Xuanxuan hadn't called out his name, Li Ye Qiuyang would never have believed it. He just stared blankly at him. Li Li Xuanxuan was about to speak when the ground shook violently.

"Boom!"

Cracks appeared in the grand array in the sky. Both of their expressions changed, and Li Ye Qiuyang said urgently:

"Brother Brother Xuan! Go!"

Li Li Xuanxuan's face changed several times, and he replied:

"Wait! Wait!"

He shook his blood-stained sleeves, slightly raised the wind, and drilled into the depths of the street. Li Ye Qiuyang stomped his foot and had to follow hurriedly. Just as they turned the corner, they saw Li Li Xuanxuan rushing over, pulling a monkey.

"Ah!"

Li Ye Qiuyang was stunned, looking at this monkey that was also pitch black and covered in blisters. The monkey was startled by him instead, revealing its ferocity, and the jade pestle in its hand had already smashed down.

"Ah?"

Li Ye Qiuyang stared blankly, retreating repeatedly, and heard Li Li Xuanxuan shout:

"Our own people! Our own people!"

The little old man shouted and grabbed the monkey. The two and the monkey traveled together, riding the wind close to the ground. Li Li Xuanxuan shouted:

"This formation is about to break! Slip out from the Jiadan Pavilion!"

"Once the grand array breaks, the demonic cultivators outside will definitely swarm in. The evil fire will hinder spiritual sense. Once it gets chaotic, no one will be able to find us!"

As soon as he said this, he suddenly woke up, pulled out the black-gold storage bag from his waist, scooped it with his robe, and poured out a pile of colorful items. There were several sharp magic tools that pierced through the leather robe and stabbed into his flesh.

Li Li Xuanxuan endured the pain, packed the magic tools and jade slips into his own storage bag, threw away the remaining sundries along with the black-gold storage bag, and scattered them all over the ground.