Chapter 48: Pink Medium Quality
The reason Liu Shunyi agreed to accompany Chen Qiaoli to the Wangchuan Secret Realm was twofold.
On one hand, he wanted to hone his skills and strive for an early breakthrough in his cultivation.
On the other hand, he aimed to scout for some enemies as potential expendables.
After all, as his cultivation level rose, the need for expendables grew as well.
At the very least, when practicing his techniques in the future, he wouldn’t want to rely on just those low-quality green and blue opponents.
He needed some with purple quality to make it worthwhile; otherwise, his Burning Blood Divine Fist might end up as a waste.
Even during his Foundation Establishment phase, he had nearly seen Shi Changxin’s name wiped away.
If it wasn’t for Shi Changxin’s great fortune, he might not have survived that showdown.
So, Liu Shunyi felt that he didn’t have many enemies left and needed to hunt for more stock.
If that crow could slip away with Shi Changxin without a sound, it suggested that the crow’s true ability was quite terrifying.
And the crow in front of him was probably just a decoy.
But, of course, it didn’t matter if it was a backup. Strong people have their own dignity.
Even if it was just a decoy, killing it would still feel like an insult.
And that would surely incur its wrath.
Once someone had a vendetta against him, then it was all good.
Liu Shunyi had studied the matter; anyone harboring a grudge against him would have their name registered on the Book of the Great Dao.
“Pff…”
Liu Shunyi snapped the crow’s wing.
“Caw caw… Ant, you’re asking for death!”
Liu Shunyi laughed heartily.
Then he smacked the crow’s head with a palm.
The force was so great that the crow’s neck snapped instantly.
Its head hung down, with blood spilling from its beak.
“You brat, no matter who you are, I will ensure you have no burial ground!”
At this moment, Liu Shunyi felt utterly satisfied.
“Boom~”
The Book of the Great Dao trembled.
A golden brush fell, quickly inscribing a name on the golden scroll.
“Naira Bujiu, Medium Quality (Pink!)”
Liu Shunyi burst into laughter.
“What a thrill, I’ve hit the jackpot!”
He had disguised himself in a rather crude way, but now, with his loud laugh, he looked like a madman.
“Ding~”
Just then, Shi Changxin pulled out a dagger and lunged it toward Liu Shunyi’s abdomen.
But awkwardly enough, the dagger collided with Liu Shunyi’s body and made a metallic sound.
Shi Changxin gulped.
“Uh, do you believe me if I say I slipped?”
“Slap~”
Liu Shunyi gave Shi Changxin a resounding slap across the face, pinning him against the rock wall.
Then Liu Shunyi caught him again.
“I was thinking of sparing your life, but now it seems unnecessary!”
After saying that, Liu Shunyi gripped Shi Changxin’s neck and lifted him up.
Shi Changxin tried to resist, but realized with horror that his powers were sluggish under Liu Shunyi’s grip.
“What… what did you do to me?” Shi Changxin asked, terrified.
Liu Shunyi offered no explanation but merely tightened his grip.
For someone like this, who could create Blood Pills, Liu Shunyi truly wished he could kill him right then and there.
But there was no rush.
This guy had to be drained of every last bit of value before he met his end.
“Swish swish…”
At that moment, countless vines burst into the cave from the outside, wrapping around Shi Changxin.
And the vines moved quickly.
In the blink of an eye, they snatched Shi Changxin from Liu Shunyi’s hands.
Once they finished, they took off without pause.
Liu Shunyi did not give chase but quietly watched the direction where Shi Changxin had disappeared.
“Looks like I need to learn a technique to burn my life force or a spell or something!”
“Hmm, I might as well study the second-level spells for Foundation Establishment properly.”
With his hands clasped behind his back, Liu Shunyi decided to go find Chen Qiaoli.
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“Back already?”
When Liu Shunyi spotted Chen Qiaoli, she was surveying the terrain with a compass and spear, even occasionally adjusting a formation.
Liu Shunyi felt a bit envious of her skill as a formation master.
He had actually wanted to learn formations himself at one point.
But when he saw all the complicated calculations involving cycles, symbols, and combinations of yin and yang, his head started to hurt.
Numbers and Liu Shunyi just didn’t mix well.
So he gave up; after all, he had enough of a struggle with math as it was!
Despite setting up the formations, Chen Qiaoli was still chatting with Liu Shunyi.
“Even though I don’t understand whether what Senior Sister says sometimes is true or false, I’ve seen her wandering alone multiple times.”
“She keeps mumbling about what if those people really come, how to fend them off?”
“Even if we somehow win, then what? The spiritual veins might be severed, and the vitality of the world lost!”
Liu Shunyi raised an eyebrow.
“End of the Dharma Age?”
“What’s the timeline for this happening with Ji Suying?”
Chen Qiaoli thought for a moment before shaking her head.
“Not sure; I just overheard it by chance.”
“But with the upcoming competition for the Moon Palace sect, I actually think Senior Sister’s words might hold some truth!”
Liu Shunyi stared down at a line of ants below.
Picking up a twig, he traced a circle around them.
Watching the ants cautiously test the circle’s boundary, he asked, “Why do you say that?”
Chen Qiaoli planted the last formation flag, then stretched her shoulders.
“Actually, the sect competition only occurs once every hundred years, but this time, it’s happening in less than thirty.”
She glanced at the compass in her hand again, confirming their precise location.
Even took out a map for comparison.
“Don’t you think it’s suspicious that all the major sects have tacitly agreed to change the timing for the competition? Plus, this time there are more inner disciples than ever, supposedly ten times the usual quota?”
“What’s the deal here?”
Putting all these clues together, along with what Ji Suying had said, it started to make a lot more sense.
Liu Shunyi couldn’t help but feel a bit speechless.
He realized something significant.
It turned out that story arcs for transmigrators could either involve a golden age where geniuses vie for supremacy or a world facing calamity, with continents being wiped out left and right.
Liu Shunyi rubbed his face.
“Is it possible that you’re just overthinking this?”
Chen Qiaoli put away her compass and map.
Tilting her head at Liu Shunyi, signaling it was time to go.
Liu Shunyi walked over to join her.
Instinctively, Chen Qiaoli performed some hand gestures.
“Crack crack crack…”
The formation lit up, gears began to whirl.
Then Liu Shunyi and Chen Qiaoli found themselves enveloped in two beams of light.
Instantly, Liu Shunyi felt a sense of weightlessness.
Their figures vanished from the spot.
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