I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense

Chapter 419: 420
With a casual flick of his hand, he released several clusters of pitch-dark flames that began to fiercely burn the Flesh Mountains, which were still in the state of stone.

Almost every one of these dense Flesh Mountains possessed strength that could rival Great Crossing Realm Cultivators, but due to the suppression of the Formation, they had not yet awakened. Judging by the burning speed of the Hellfire, everything in this area should turn into a black sea before they awoke.

Deep in the borderlands, the Old Beggar had an unusual expression, his eyes fixed on the dark flames behind him. These flames sent shivers down his spine, a kind of instinctual rejection; being amidst them, nothing good could possibly occur.

What kind of flames are these that even he should feel a chill?

“Fellow, what is this fire? It seems quite formidable?”

The Old Beggar asked tentatively.

“Hellfire, and remove the words ‘seems quite’; it is indeed formidable,”

Li Xiaobai said lightly.

“Where did you get it?”

A fervent look flashed in the Old Beggar’s eyes; he too was tempted by such a treasure.

“I was born with the ability,”

Li Xiaobai shrugged, stating it as if it were the most natural thing.

“I…”

The Old Beggar was left speechless, choking on his words.

On the way, the Old Beggar did not mention the Space Ring he had been tricked into giving away, but kept pestering Li Xiaobai for Huazi’s elixirs and other resources.

This further solidified the idea in Li Xiaobai’s mind that this old cunning fox must be hiding more than one trick up his sleeve; the belongings in that Space Ring must have been but a drop in the bucket for the other party, yet he pretended to be woefully affected.

Had he known this earlier, he should have fleeced the other party thoroughly, taking everything down to his last pair of underpants!

It must be said that the Old Beggar’s acting skills were spot on.

“Kid, hand over a Huazi, it’s been months since the Old Beggar has had one!”

The Old Beggar said.

“You can buy them in Holy City, go get them yourself later,”

Li Xiaobai responded irritably, finding the Old Beggar’s constant attempts to mooch quite troublesome.

“Kid, have you expanded your shop to Holy City now? Business is booming, eh? Even the cultivators from the borderlands have become your customers!”

The Old Beggar’s eyes shot out a sharp gleam; he had been trapped here for too long and was unaware of the outside world’s affairs.

He had not expected that a fine establishment had already opened within the borderlands, but it seemed that there was an annoying ghost guarding the gates of Holy City, and a direct encounter was inevitable, leading to some entanglement and necessitating him to bypass that individual.

“Just the usual operations, making money,”

Li Xiaobai replied nonchalantly and continued on his way toward the core area.

“Wouldn’t it be fair to give the Old Beggar a few bottles of treasures first?”

“With these treasures, the Old Beggar can unleash his full power, and it would also help Young Master Li through difficult times!”

The Old Beggar shamelessly continued to smile and ask for the valuable items.

Li Xiaobai was speechless; this old coot seemed to have his good things all figured out, and hiding them was impossible. However, the other party did have a point—the Flesh Mountains deep in the borderlands were unimaginably strong, and he might indeed need to rely on the Old Beggar’s power.

With a twist of his wrist, he redeemed a few bottles of treasures from the marketplace and threw them to the Old Beggar.

“This is all I have, use them sparingly.”

“Heh heh, understood!”

The Old Beggar was overjoyed, hastily opened a bottle to take a sip, then carefully tucked the small bottle into his bag.

To say that Li Xiaobai had only these few bottles, he wouldn’t believe it for a second.

Feeling the supreme power once again surging within his body, a faint smile appeared on his aged face.

Li Xiaobai was speechless; this old rascal simply wouldn’t listen, gulping down a mouthful the moment his back was turned, utterly wasting resources.

The old beggar, however, chuckled and gently placed his hand on Li Xiaobai’s shoulder. Li Xiaobai only felt a blur before his eyes and a twist under his feet, then, when he looked again, the scenery around him had drastically changed.

The mountain range that he could only see as a hazy outline before was now sprawled beneath his feet.

In just an instant, the old beggar had brought him into the mountains. This speed was truly alarming, no wonder this person had snatched away the Immortal Spirit Qi twice in a row.

“Young friend, we have already entered into the mountains. The summit of this range should be where the altar is located.”

The old beggar said with a chuckling smile, feeling very pleased with himself for demonstrating his power effortlessly.

“Senior’s cultivation level is unfathomable. I am impressed!”

Li Xiaobai cupped his fists in respect, also smiling.

“It’s just lending a hand.”

The altar, located at the peak of the mountain range, was covered in dust. The golden light that Song Que had seen a few days ago emanated from within it, although at this moment its exterior seemed unremarkable.

This was an ancient-looking small altar, only about the height of a person, round in shape, with five-colored patterns engraved on it, the meaning of which was not clear.

As soon as he approached the altar, streaks of light passed over and shot straight into the center of Li Xiaobai’s forehead.

[Attribute Points +10000…]

[Attribute Points +10000…]

[Attribute Points: One hundred thousand.]

Put them all into defense!

[Defensive Power: Half-step Human Immortal Physique (3.1 million/10 million) (Immortal Spirit Qi: Not Obtained) Upgradeable.]

[Achievement: Trouble Maker (35/108).]

Li Xiaobai rejoiced internally. The ten Blood Sacrifice Fragments were placed together with the altar, which played into his hands. A neat sum of one hundred thousand attribute points was now his, how satisfying.

“This altar is different; it must be an artifact left over from ancient times, and it’s surprising that it has been preserved so well.”

The old beggar’s gaze stayed fixed on the Five-colored Small Altar, seemingly oblivious to the fragments.

It seemed that through the System’s collection of the fragments, not even cultivators of the old beggar’s level could see them.

He needed to find Cangying quickly and ascertain the origin of the fragments. If even the System collected them, they were clearly no ordinary treasures. There may very well be a huge secret hidden within them.

“What is the use of this altar?”

Li Xiaobai collected his thoughts and looked at the altar as he asked.

“This is a transfer-type altar. The Five-colored Altar utilizes the Five Elements Qi to construct a spatial passage. If it is fully activated, it should be able to reach another sky directly.”

The old beggar, worldly and wise, narrowed his eyes in thought.

“Which sky is that, the Upper Realm?”

“Not necessarily the Upper Realm. The old beggar tends to think it leads to a Secret Realm. If it were a passage to the Upper Realm, why would we still be struggling to breach the void?”

The old beggar shook his head but felt something was off.

Mei Changqing had received a large amount of Immortal Spirit Qi only after activating the altar, meaning the Immortal Spirit Qi came through the altar.

But Immortal Spirit Qi is something from the Upper Realm. Could it be that the altar truly connects to the Upper Realm?

“Should we pack up the altar and take it with us?”

Li Xiaobai asked eagerly.

“You know me well, Young Master Li!”

The old beggar’s face also wore a lewd smile. To first move the altar and study it later seemed like a solid plan.

However, at that very moment, he seemed to sense something, his body stiffened slightly, and his complexion suddenly changed. Grabbing Li Xiaobai without explanation, he turned on his heel and fled.

“Someone’s coming!”

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