Chapter 135
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Chapter 135: Stingy Woman
“Quick, get out of here! If you think you can handle it, stay. But if you die, don’t blame me, Old Zhao!” After receiving the warning from Qian Qiu Yue, Li Hui told Chef Zhao to hurry up and get people moving.
Some practitioners really chose to stay, completely unaware of the situation, hoping to gain something for nothing. They stepped back a hundred zhang and then stopped, thinking they had reached a safe zone.
Li Hui couldn’t be bothered, but to his surprise, Qian Qiu Yue turned back and said to him, “What are you still doing here? Do you think you’re capable enough to stay?”
“Uh, this?”
“Hmph, no excuses! The farther you go, the better. Don’t be an eyesore here!” Qian Qiu Yue said coldly, feeling an indescribable satisfaction inside because she finally had the upper hand. The little guy dared to challenge her—didn’t he know not to argue with a woman?
“It’s not about self-satisfaction; I have expertise in a specific field. I do have some skills.” Li Hui replied as he unfolded a purplish-red decree, causing faint ripples to appear around the two corpses.
In an instant, the ripples became stronger, and a green mist surged forth. The decree generated a powerful attraction, rapidly absorbing the essence, with only a few wisps of green energy escaping. Soon, a wide belt of potent poison appeared on the ground. If all the green energy were to evaporate, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Qian Qiu Yue shot Li Hui a glance, no longer saying he was an eyesore.
Li Hui was overjoyed; he had thought that after absorbing the purple energy from that skeleton, the Control Poison decree wouldn’t be able to level up anymore since the toxins absorbed later had to be stronger than the previous ones. But he hadn’t expected that these two corpses were even more toxic.
“Too bad I don’t have suitable talisman scrolls to write the decree; otherwise, this talisman could have been powerful. Once the toxins mixed, their strength would be beyond measure. For now, I can only use it a few times.”
The decree absorbed for a full fifteen minutes, and the corpses began to rot at a visible speed as green energy left their bodies, shifting into a state resembling decaying corpses.
Suddenly, Qian Qiu Yue floated back, raising a small shield covered in silver scales. Before Li Hui could react, the two corpses collapsed, turning into black blood and bone fragments. At the same time, two red glows arose, attempting to leave. Qian Qiu Yue issued a light shout and unleashed a green Large Net to intercept them.
“Poof…” The air filled with a nauseating smell, and the dreadful black blood stained the ground, turning it black. The practitioners who had only retreated a hundred zhang suffered the worst; they didn’t even have time to scream before their bodies instantly dissolved, dying an untimely death.
At that moment, even with the decree in hand, Li Hui couldn’t gather the toxins. Within a three-zhang radius was still manageable, but beyond that, it was perilously toxic. Qian Qiu Yue had already stopped the red glows and lightly raised her hands to grasp the corpses in mid-air.
Witnessing two black rings and two green bracelets soaring towards her, Li Hui sighed; he didn’t dare to seize them. Those belonged to a Late Condense Essence practitioner, and no matter how harmless they appeared now, they were not mere sheep but rather ferocious beasts. Who would have the courage to stretch out their hand? Just a swipe from them would be overwhelming. But at the very least, he did help, following the principle of sharing the spoils. He didn’t expect to take the larger share, just a bit of the soup would do.
Qian Qiu Yue collected the rings and bracelets, her gaze sharpening as she pulled in a rib segment and an eyeball, smiling slightly. She didn’t open her storage treasure on the spot; things belonging to true disciples of the Hongmo Sect were not easy to handle, and even she needed to prepare adequately before attempting anything.
Li Hui returned to the cave he was residing in, summoned the Yin-Yang Nine Heads to guard the entrance, and took out fifty-six monster-conjuring talismans. He executed the Cloud-Brush Dragon Claw Technique to place them into the Bamboo Box, thinking, “By next month, I’ll be putting in six-pattern monster-conjuring talismans. Seven-patterns are easy to gather, but eight-patterns are too difficult. While clearing the Blood Phantasm Maze recently, I occasionally made some discoveries, spending the fragments of treasures and low-level artifacts like flowing water. Still, I’m missing thirteen eight-patterns, and not a single nine-pattern monster-conjuring talisman has appeared.”
With that thought, he stamped his foot hard, causing the ground to sink and reveal a massive pit.
In the pit piled some artifacts and a considerable amount of treasure fragments—this was his goal in sweeping the maze. Over time, there were bound to be leftovers.
“I hope to reach the point of drawing nine-pattern monster-conjuring talismans. No matter the cost, my life is paramount. Even if there’s only a glimmer of hope, I must continue moving forward!”
As Qian Qiu Yue began preparing to break down the storage ring and storage bracelet, Li Hui put forth all his effort to draw monster-conjuring talismans. Despite the significant drain, it was still helpful. This time he obtained eight nine-pattern monster-conjuring talismans and nine eight-pattern talismans, but he was still short four.
Aside from creating monster-conjuring talismans, Li Hui continued practicing blood system talismans to increase his proficiency and success rate, while also trying to draw Oath-Bound Recovery Talismans and principal-plus-interest talismans.
After several days, broken Blood Banana Leaves covered the floor, and he sensed he was on the brink of some breakthrough, yet he couldn’t grasp the key. He had no choice but to bury himself in intense training.
On the tenth day, a loud bang resonated, and although the sound quickly dissipated, it still left Li Hui feeling like he might cough up blood.
“Cough, cough, what’s going on?”
Chef Zhao, Huo Qiniang, and others had already been thrown to the ground, with those of lower cultivation spitting out blood, unsure of what horror had unfolded.
After half an hour, Qian Qiu Yue appeared before Li Hui, her face tired yet unable to conceal her excitement. She raised her hand, releasing a large pile of items that looked like a small mountain. Casually, she announced, “Not bad for a harvest; you can choose ten items.”
“Ten? I cleared out the blood energy, drew away the corpse energy, my people found the corpses, and I even helped you deal with the troublesome toxic gas. You’re letting me choose just ten items?” Li Hui felt like smashing his head against the wall.
“Nine items!” Qian Qiu Yue insisted, lightly flicking her sleeve and facing his glare. For some reason, when she felt tired or in a bad mood, teasing this little practitioner always lifted her spirits.
Li Hui quickly shut his mouth and moved forward without protest. If he pushed back further, he was sure the stingy woman would just scoop everything up and leave without giving him a single item.
Choose then! After searching around, he found not a single artifact. Since Bosa realm experts rarely carried artifacts, Li Hui began cursing inwardly; no wonder everything left behind was mostly junk.
Qian Qiu Yue stood with her hands behind her back, curiosity rising in her beautiful eyes. She wanted to see what this little practitioner would choose so she could deduce his cultivation direction, knowledge accumulation, and fortune. Perhaps she shouldn’t consider bringing him into her sect?
With no other option, Li Hui squatted down to closely observe and identify his options.
He first picked up two waist tokens marked with “Hongmo Chou” and “Hongmo Yi,” their edges filled with designs. The stamping process seemed more complex than that of Hongmo Yue’s token, and he knew the Celestial Meteor God Iron was essential for cultivating the Ideal Body.
Next, he grasped a small gourd that looked like it was made of gold, half a foot tall, with a painting of leisurely clouds and wild cranes on the front and a series of ancient numerals on the back, subtly corresponding to the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, Five Elements, and Eight Trigrams.
“Why is it golden? So strange! Could it not be that type of gourd?”
While Li Hui was mulling over this, Qian Qiu Yue raised her eyebrows in surprise, secretly elevating her evaluation of him by two tiers, realizing this young man’s knowledge might be comparable to that of the true heirs from smaller sects in the Great Xia.
