Living steadily in the world of gods and mystery

His body swayed. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Thud!"

He fell to the ground.

A figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, it was none other than Chen Li who had activated an Invisibility Technique; after slapping on a Golden Light Body Protection Talisman, he shot towards the crowd like a bolt of lightning.

A Loose Cultivator was terrified and lost all color. Before he could react, he felt a gust of wind on his face. Though the figure had not yet arrived, a flash of sword light, like a fleeting swan, streaked through the air, instantly cutting across his chest and bifurcating his body. With a flick of his sword, blood splattered everywhere.

Chen Li did not even look, his figure flashed past by the side.

"No!"

A cultivator had just about to activate a Magic Artifact when a swift sword light sliced through, causing his body to stagger, and half of his head slid off.

Another cultivator tried to sneak attack from behind, but Chen Li, as if foreseeing the move, dodged with a side-step, and with a backhanded stroke, his sword tip cut through the Protective Shield and skimmed past the throat.

Most cultivators used Amulets, but such defense was no match for Chen Li’s casual strike with a sword. Only the Golden Light Body Protection Talisman required Chen Li to be a bit more serious; it needed around seventy to eighty percent of his strength to break through.

With his firepower fully unleashed, Chen Li was like an efficient killing machine. Every second, two or three cultivators fell to his sword, leaving behind a trail of severed limbs and organs wherever he passed.

Whether it was the middle or latter stages of Qi Cultivation, in Chen Li’s eyes, there was hardly any difference—they were like clumsy poles or lambs to be slaughtered, easily cut in two with a single stroke of his sword.

He moved like a ghost, his swordsmanship fierce and concise, drawing blood with every strike, each sword taking a life.

Cultivators were becoming fewer, while the bodies lying on the ground were increasing in number.

The remaining Loose Cultivators finally couldn’t withstand the fear and began to collapse.

It wasn’t that these Loose Cultivators were brave and fearless with high morale, persisting until now before they collapsed; rather, the massacre came too fast, their minds were in chaos, and it was only at this moment that they sobered up.

Alas, how could they hope to escape?

Chen Li used his Scolding Skill, and everyone instantly stiffened.

After the last Loose Cultivator was beheaded by his sword, only a dozen seconds had passed.

At some unknown time, the wilderness suddenly became quiet, leaving only the "hissing" sound of spurting blood. Chen Li walked forward to finish off each body with his sword while looting the corpses.

Magic Artifacts, storage bags, bulging bundles.

These people had reaped a lot, each having looted quite a bit.

But now, it all belonged to him.

The Yu Family, having narrowly survived disaster, exhaled in relief but couldn’t help feeling nervous inside. They did not dare to approach rashly, let alone make any frivolous moves. The man before them was an unknown friend or foe; what if...

Yu Fan Zhen felt that the person before him looked somewhat familiar but didn’t dare confirm it.

After a long while,

Chen Li finished searching the last body, straightened up, and looked toward the Yu Family: "Why haven’t you left yet?"

"The grace of your lifesaving action is deeply ingrained in all members of the Yu Family; how can we leave without saying goodbye, that would be bad manners!" Yu Fan Wu held out a storage bag with both hands and stepped forward a few paces, organizing his words nervously, "This small token of thanks cannot express all our gratitude, but it is a little gesture from the Yu Family, please accept it."

"There’s no need for that!" Chen waved his hand, "Additionally, I am not some senior; I just helped out because I once received kindness from an elder in your family."

"But is it Fellow Daoist Chen in person?" Yu Fan Zhen asked.

Chen Li hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "After this incident, it will be difficult for the Yu Family to stand their ground here, better leave soon."

As a vassal force of the Longevity Sect, the Yu Family was bound to have trouble remaining here.

Hearing that it was indeed Chen Li, the tension in Yu Fan Zhen’s heart finally eased; her body swayed and she nearly collapsed, with tears instantly surging from her eyes, she cried sorrowfully, "The Yu Family, what’s left of the Yu Family? If not for your help, we would have likely perished here. But if we leave, where can we go?"

Chen Li sighed.

He remembered when the Yu Family had numerous members.

Magnificently over a hundred, but now only these nine remained.

Chen Li thought and then said, "Head east from here for dozens of miles, and you’ll find a settlement of Loose Cultivators. It is close to a forest; I think you should go there to take shelter!"

"Thank you for your guidance, Fellow Daoist! I seem to have heard of this place!" Although Yu Fan Wu, like Yu Fan Zhen, belonged to the ’Fan’ generation, he was already middle-aged and did not dare to behave as casually as Yu Fan Zhen; he bowed respectfully with a gesture of thanks.

The Yu Family didn’t dare to stay any longer and prepared to set off immediately.

Before leaving, Yu Fan Zhen ran over, thrusting a sword into Chen Li’s hand, and said softly, "I know you excel at swordsmanship. This is an unrefined Second Order medium-grade magic sword, named Green Jade. It was acquired by our ancestor when exploring a relic; please accept it."

After saying this, she stared at him for a good while, her eyes filled with unspoken words, then turned and walked away, leaving behind a refreshing fragrance.

Chen Li’s fingers caressed the black sword sheath, made of unknown material, watching as her figure grew more and more distant.

"This... this lady, she couldn’t have fallen for me, could she?" He felt somewhat odd, frowning and muttering to himself.

He shook his head.

He must be overthinking it; after all, he was a married man.

Chen Li then looked at the sword in his hand, gripped the hilt, and drew the blade.

Suddenly, an invisible sharpness rushed toward his face, carrying an aura of terrifying keenness that made his skin feel as though it were being pricked by needles, causing his hair to stand on end.

The sword’s body was a pure azure color, flawless, looking like a pool of spring water.

"Clang!"

Chen Li sheathed the sword.

"Green Jade Sword, a good name; it’s far superior to my own second-order lower-grade Magic Artifact sword."

...

Chen Li deliberately took a detour, avoiding attention, and slipped into a small grove to change his clothes and restore his appearance before re-emerging from another direction.

More and more people were arriving in the wilderness.

Mutual wariness was common, with caution evident in everyone’s eyes.

Chen Li quickly walked toward the group, "The Yu Family nearly faced extermination this time; alas, such are the times."

"You’re not hurt, are you?" Zhou Hong came up to meet him, asking with concern.

"Rest assured, these people couldn’t hurt me," Chen Li said.

Wang Qing’s child looked up at Chen Li with shining eyes, full of admiration, "Uncle, you’re so awesome, can I take you as my master?"

Wang Qing’s heart skipped a beat as she hastily pulled her child aside, apologizing with a smile, "This child is quite naughty; please don’t take offense, Fellow Daoist!"

She had previously said that Chen’s eyes lacked ruthlessness, but where was this lacking ruthlessness? He was completely like a heartless killer, as still as a petrified chicken.

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty people.

Had been slaughtered by him.

Yet his gaze remained as unfathomable as an ancient well.

"You overstate," Chen Li laughed, then looking at the boy, "You’re still too young, wait until you’re a bit older."

Zhang Yan, honestly, was no less frightened by Chen Li’s bloody slaughter than anyone else, and looked at Chen Li as if he were seeing him for the first time.

Such strength was probably not even inferior to that of someone who had undergone Foundation Establishment.

Alas, one really shouldn’t compare oneself to others.

Inferior in cultivation,

Inferior in strength,

Even inferior in making talismans.

Fortunately, he had a daughter, something Chen Li couldn’t match.

But then, looking at his daughter, his heart suddenly tightened as he saw her gaze fixed on Chen Li, full of evident admiration and fondness.

Even his own daughter preferred to take someone else’s side.

...

The sun set in the west, with the blood-red color of the evening sky trailing like a ribbon.

The air was permeated with a faint scent of blood, carried by the warm summer breeze that blew gently, while four enormous Flying Boats remained stationary in the sky above Luanluo Mountain, like four small islands in the air, motionless.

Order had yet to return here, chaos continued, but the killings had become less frequent, now just sporadic occurrences.

However, based on Chen Li’s experience, there would be another wave come nightfall.

Chen Li didn’t know what would happen to this region in the future, but at most there would be a change of masters; for Loose Cultivators like them, as long as they survived this calamity, bright days lay ahead.

It gradually grew dark.

A bonfire was kindled.

Here in the wilderness, it retained a primitive appearance; food, however, could be found everywhere.

After a single Scolding Skill.

Based on the commotion, Chen Li casually flipped through the underbrush and was able to pick up several birds and beasts that had been frightened to death by the Scolding Skill, along with numerous eggs.

Several women cleaned and precisely disemboweled the prey, including Zhang Shuniang, who looked delicate but handled the task skillfully and efficiently, clearly no stranger to such work at home.