Chapter 110
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Chapter 110: Food Drop Point
Li Hui stood there in a daze for a long time, lost in thought until Chef Zhao and Huo Qiniang were so frightened that they nearly knelt down.
“I found a way to pierce acupoints and bury the talismans! Using the Lightning Sword Talisman to pierce through will work, and with my constitution, I should be able to handle it! The real issue lies in the selection of talismans. Right now, I’ve deduced a good number of talismans for both sets of talisman formations—at least completed ninety percent. However, the most crucial part is in that last ten percent. It must integrate with the Greater and Lesser Circulation to form a complete formation. If even one link goes wrong, I’m done for.”
“There will be aftereffects. The acupoints are limited in size, and burying the talismans will occupy space. In the future, when entering the Gathering Spirit stage, I must consider the pressure on the meridians when choosing cultivation methods. The Ideal Body leans towards body refinement, occupying fewer resources from acupoints and meridians, but it depends too much on external materials. According to common logic, I should still cultivate another method to elevate my cultivation level. This isn’t urgent; I need to think carefully. Those methods in my head only reach Bosa and aren’t suitable.”
“Furthermore, after multiple calculations, the dantian is the most crucial. The talismans placed in the dantian must be as basic as possible yet capable of withstanding the heavy pressure from both talisman formations. Plus, they must have strong resistance to interference while purifying spiritual energy. Is there such a talisman in the world?”
As he thought about these difficulties, Li Hui suddenly asked, “How much food do we have left?”
“Ah!” Chef Zhao snapped out of his daze and hurriedly replied, “We have enough for five more days.”
“Five days?” Li Hui took out several bags of treasures and handed them to Huo Qiniang, saying, “All the remaining food is in these. You two see how much we can eat for a few more days. By the way, things outside are very lively these days, but it has been a competition of survival. Food comes in occasionally via the teleportation array, and the fights are fierce during those times. If I go out to compete for food, you two will need to join the battle; otherwise, we may have to part ways.”
Li Hui had never been excessively soft-hearted—having taken care of two burdens for so long was not just about needing someone to look after his daily life. It was also because they both showed awareness and knew how to act appropriately, which had helped him secure his chances of survival.
Since their meeting was a form of fate, he could share the food, but if they exhausted it, their fate would come to an end. If they wanted to move forward, they had to work hard to continue helping each other; otherwise, kindness could turn into resentment.
“Go out and fight?” Chef Zhao trembled. He couldn’t imagine such a scene. He had only ever killed pigs, and that had been with help; thinking about killing cultivators would surely imply bloodshed that wouldn’t be his.
Huo Qiniang was also very frightened, but after pondering for days about what to do when their food ran out, she had already mentally prepared herself. Women tended to strategize; she had thought from various angles and found no other options, which had made her anxious.
Glancing at the two, Li Hui understood their fear. He took out four artifacts, giving each a Sharp Gold Sword and an Ice Tooth Shield, and pulled out a few bottles of alchemy. This was all he could do for now.
Chef Zhao and Huo Qiniang felt heavyhearted, soon concluding that their food would last ten more days.
Li Hui continued to sit cross-legged, reaching up to touch his forehead. The Dragon Horn pattern unexpectedly emerged from his body. This change was extremely rare and likely due to his unwavering focus on solving problems, which had unknowingly increased his wisdom.
Designing the talisman formation led to sharper and sharper problems, requiring ever more time. He ate a little and immersed himself in thought again—breaking through even a small barrier would mean getting one step closer to success.
Their hiding place was very remote, completely undisturbed, but only ten more days of good days remained. Chef Zhao and Huo Qiniang prepared for the “afterlife.”
Li Hui also didn’t forget to plant monster-conjuring talismans in his bag of treasures, doing so more carefully than one would care for a child, while also adding some Miao Jade to create a suitable environment.
After another ten days passed and after flipping through numerous miscellaneous texts in his mind, he hadn’t solved many problems, but he had gained insight into many obscure talisman methods.
For instance, the Han Ying talisman grants a man vitality just as the sun rises; Li Hui found it very suitable for him, as it could uplift the name Li Yingjun.
Another example was the Sheng Dou talisman, which belonged to the storage talismans but could only store sunlight; when placed in darkness, it could keep light for three days.
There were many obscure talismans covering a wide range, from spirit talismans to treasure talismans.
After broadening his horizons, he faintly realized something about the talismans used for the dantian focal point, but he couldn’t grasp the profound feeling behind it. If he calculated the time, he still had five months of life remaining.
“Let’s go! We’ll head directly to the teleportation site and wait for the food drop from the outside.” Li Hui tidied up briefly, cleaned his face, shaved, and changed his clothes until he looked stylish and graceful. Then he took a step forward, creating a refreshing breeze as he walked out of the cave.
Chef Zhao and Huo Qiniang exchanged glances, gritted their teeth, and quickly followed. They understood that as long as they stayed close to each other, when the moment of life and death came, they might just lend a hand and survive.
As the Yin-Yang Nine Heads gathered magical dragon eyes behind him, Li Hui effectively gained nine eyes capable of surveying the maze. He led the two of them across a vast area of blood energy forbidden zones, carefully stepping over piles of bones that occasionally made strange noises and bypassing three caves filled with eerie winds. He specifically chose tunnels without any cultivators to reduce conflicts and entanglements, walking for a full hour and a half before finally stopping.
“This is the spot.” Li Hui knocked on the wall.
“Boss, is the teleportation array behind this wall?” Chef Zhao swallowed hard; he was truly out of food and could hardly have made it this far without the ginseng slices to bolster his stamina.
“It’s not so easy. Behind this wall is a long-sealed narrow tunnel that will allow us to quickly approach the cave where the teleportation array is located. This teleportation array has long been controlled by several factions. When food is sent from the outside, many cultivators will attack other entrances, causing quite a commotion. That noise will be enough to cover the sound of us breaking through the wall. We must act quickly; I will distract the enemies, and you two should try to fill as many bags of treasures as possible with food. Follow my commands and retreat immediately. Any hesitation will lead to death.”
“Yes!” Chef Zhao and Huo Qiniang’s faces lit up with joy. So it turns out the young master wasn’t sending them to fight but was asking them to assist.
Li Hui kept a close eye on this area through the Yin-Yang Nine Heads, so he was fully aware of the situation. As the three waited for the teleportation array to activate, Chef Zhao, eager for conversation, asked, “Boss, what exactly is going on? Why did they bring us here and drop food for us?”
“Survival of the fittest! They choose the group of cultivators with the strongest survival abilities. As for what they want us to do afterward, that’s still unknown.”
Just then, a series of muffled bangs echoed from the distant tunnel. Li Hui waved his hand, ordering the nine heads to crash into the wall while pulling out two Sharp Gold Swords, using the burning sharp gold talismans to madly slice through the wall.
“Bang, bang, bang…” Chef Zhao and Huo Qiniang were left dumbfounded. They had never imagined that the Sharp Gold Swords handed to them by Li Hui held such power, as if they could slay gods who stood in their way.
Soon, the two Sharp Gold Swords turned to ashes, and the Yin-Yang heads forcefully knocked a hole large enough for a person to bend down and enter. Li Hui ducked his head and rushed in, and Zhao and Huo hurriedly followed after exchanging glances.
