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

Chapter 382: 383: Mei Changqing Takes Action

The rest of the Saint Heirs were no different, their internal spiritual power almost instantly drained.

“Saint Heir, quickly activate your Bloodline Power to block the invasion of the flames!”

Several Protector Elders roared in anger. In just a short breath, more than half of their spiritual power had been expended, not to mention that of their own Saint Heirs. Wanting to struggle, their bodies were firmly kneeling on the ground. If this continued, they were afraid they would all die here.

What exactly was this flame that it could be so terrifying? Most crucially, why hadn’t Cai Kunxu and Xiong Da informed them about such a critical situation?

Damn City Lord, he was indeed a trap!

Within the flames, Ergouzi’s eyes swiveled wildly. If anyone in the field was calmest, it had to be him. The moment he lost control of his body, he realized this was Li Xiaobai’s Demon Sword.

He had seen this Demon’s Wicked Sword many times before and could not possibly mistake it. This shameful kneeling posture was no different from the past.

He had never expected that the one hiding within the flames was Li Xiaobai.

Although he didn’t know how the other party had accomplished this, he knew that he no longer needed to die.

He quietly called out toward the depths of the flame, “Kid, quickly let your Lord Ergouzi in, Lord Ergouzi’s spiritual power is bottoming out.”

In the darkness, a hand silently shot out and pulled Ergouzi’s body into the flames.

At the heart of the flames, a man, a rooster, and a dog stared at each other, eyes wide.

“Woof, kid, Lord Ergouzi just said there was something wrong with this place, turns out it was you causing trouble!”

“All this is another one of your schemes, right or not?”

Ergouzi was furious, it should have realized this earlier, but to its shock, it had been set up by someone.

“Cluck cluck, kid, why would you let this dead dog in? You should have let it burn to death!”

Ji Wuqing screamed in alarm.

“You damn rooster, you actually want to harm your Lord Ergouzi, you’ve got some nerve!”

Ergouzi became enraged and charged at Ji Wuqing, biting him in a frenzy.

Ji Wuqing’s eyes flashed with a hint of red. It was no longer the same as before. After dying ten times, it had begun to unlock its bloodline. Today, it planned to torment Ergouzi.

Flapping its wings in the air, it suddenly pecked at Ergouzi.

But then it was taken aback when a dirty, off-white paw slapped down, pinning it to the ground, immobilized.

“How is this possible, I have clearly become stronger, why can you, this damn dog, suppress me!”

Ji Wuqing’s eyes were full of shock.

“A mere chicken wants to soar to the skies? Let me tell you the truth, your Lord Ergouzi is now a genuine Transcendance Tribulation Stage expert. Dealing with a small fry like you is a snap of the fingers.”

Ergouzi spoke indifferently, comfortably shifting into a position on top of Ji Wuqing.

Li Xiaobai was speechless. Both the chicken and the dog had some strange sense of superiority and an inexplicable confidence.

“Just watch quietly on the side. After entering, Ergouzi, you will be the only Saint Child of the Fire Qilin Cave. The contest for the Fire Qilin will be prematurely concluded.”

Li Xiaobai said calmly.

“Woof, kid, don’t kill those Kylin just yet; Lord Ergouzi needs to devour them to count!”

Ergouzi suddenly became anxious; Li Xiaobai was startled. Was that a thing?

But at this moment, something unexpected happened. Two immense pressures descended abruptly, aggressively carving a path through the mass of pitch-black flames.

[Attribute Points +10000…]

Li Xiaobai’s pupils constricted sharply. The mere presence of this pressure had granted him 10,000 attribute points—the newcomers were no ordinary cultivators; they were supremely skilled experts.

“Crap, there are experts. Run!”

Without hesitation, he abandoned any attempt to control the people of Fire Qilin Cave, retracted his longsword, grabbed Ji Wuqing and Ergouzi, and turned to run, seeking refuge deeper within the flames.

In the void, a towering Demonic Divine Spirit materialized, stretching from earth to heaven. A gigantic hand obscured the skies as it reached towards the battlefield below, plunging into the Hellfire and fished out three Qilin Beasts along with four Protectors.

[Current coverage radius: Four hundred and fifteen meters…]

[Current coverage radius: Four hundred and twenty meters…]

Li Xiaobai’s eyes nearly popped out. What sort of move was this? Despite the black flames scorching and devouring spiritual power, that Primodial Spirit’s arm didn’t show the slightest change. Who in the world was the comer, possessing such an immense amount of spiritual power to remain unafraid of Hellfire’s scorching?

Moreover, the strength of this Primodial Spirit’s arm was incredibly pure. Just a slight scorching from it increased Hellfire’s initial coverage radius by ten meters—an inconceivable feat.

Quietly parting a wisp of flame, he peeked toward the battlefield.

Two figures stood outside the fourth battlefield—one exuded a gentle and refined air, full of scholarly aura, while the other was bristling with sharpness, a palpable intent to kill.

The arrivals were none other than Mei Changqing and Wang Guan; the Primodial Spirit Phantom in the void was Mei Changqing’s creation. This was the first time Li Xiaobai had seen someone whose body’s spiritual power was so vast that they could withstand the scorching of Hellfire, a level entirely different from other Great Crossing Realm Cultivators.

True to being a cultivator who could contend with Sky Blade Song Que, he was extraordinary indeed.

Outside the battlefield.

The members of the Fire Qilin Cave were spread-eagled on the ground, gasping heavily, their eyes filled with terror; the black flames were that dreadful.

They couldn’t escape its control. Had Mei Changqing not arrived in time, these Saint Children would have likely all perished here today.

“Thank you, City Lord Mei. If not for you today, I fear all of us might have met our end here,” Wang Ba said as he managed to rise to his feet, forcing himself to express his gratitude.

“It’s a small matter, no need for thanks. Go rest well,” Mei Changqing said slowly. He and Wang Guan knew there had to be some great secret hidden within this fourth battlefield, but they hadn’t expected it to be so astonishing.

Following the Saint Children, he witnessed the whole process. The flames could actually burn and devour cultivators’ internal spiritual power. Earlier, his own Primodial Spirit Phantom had been significantly consumed. Although it was negligible compared to the endless spiritual power in his Dantian, the terrifying speed of that consumption was not something average Great Crossing Realm Cultivators could withstand.

Since when did such a level of treasure appear in this border region?

“Where is our Saint Child? Why are there only three Saint Children here? Where has the Fire Qilin Saint Child gone?” Jiang Yi’s shout interrupted Mei Changqing’s thoughts; he looked sharply at the Saint Children and his pupils contracted.

One was missing!

The most pretentious Qilin Divine Beast was nowhere to be seen.

Mei Changqing understood all too well what this implied and heaved a deep sigh. “Elder Jiang, please, accept my condolences. It seems the Fire Qilin Saint Child has already bowed out early.”