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

Chapter 710: 711 Welcoming the Son-in-law Out of Prison



The altars were related to the schemes of cultivators from the Upper Realm. Although there was an opportunity to ascend, it inevitably entailed great risks, and no one could hope to remain unaffected in such times.

“I have already asked Elder Tianwu to clarify the stakes to the various powers with his deterrence. I believe it won’t be long before that group of old ancestors recognizes reality and obediently complies.”

“Is there any news from the Evil Cultivators?” Li Xiaobai inquired, his concern over the Blood Sacrifice Fragment, of which more than half had been obtained, growing more intense.

“That’s exactly what I was about to discuss. The Evil Sect disappeared overnight, taking the altar with them, vanishing without a trace; I suspect they have used some method to conceal the entire clan’s presence, disappearing from public view,”

Liuren said.

The fact that the Evil Sect took the altar and hid it was clearly not good news.

However, it did not matter. As long as he obtained the Immortal Spirit Qi and elevated his defensive power to a higher level, the Evil Sect would be easily eradicated.

“With the distribution of the Immortal Spirit Qi drawing near, does Young Master Li have any plans?”

Liuren asked.

“As a matter of fact, there’s also an altar hidden within this Eastern Sea Dragon Palace, located in the magma of the seventh floor of the Celestial Prison, the most fortified place on the Immortal Spirit Continent, making the altar’s location there secure.”

“This time, I am determined to obtain the Immortal Spirit Qi, and at that time, I will need to trouble Vice Leader and Elder Tianwu for substantial assistance.”

Li Xiaobai cupped his fists and bowed in gratitude.

“Of course, if Young Master Li can take a step further and achieve the status of Half-step Human Immortal, it would be a great boost for us as well.”

“The location for the release of the Immortal Spirit Qi has varied from year to year, but as soon as it appears, I will sense it immediately. At that time, I will deter the multitude, allowing the young master to collect it with peace of mind,”

Liuren said with a smile. Li Xiaobai’s talents were evident to all, a definite high-potential stock. Investing in him was a sure win, and aiding him now was better than attempting to curry favor later. After all, sending charcoal in snowy weather could never be outdone by adding flowers to brocade, and debts of kindness were the hardest to repay.

“Thank you for that.”

The inspection of the prison complete, Li Xiaobai returned to the first level. Liuren had come just to relay a message, providing a reassuring pill.

The situation in the outside world was already clear. On the Immortal Spirit Continent, there were a total of six altars—Fire Qilin Cave, the Western Desert, Kingdom of Women, Eastern Sea Dragon Palace, Evil Sect, and one in the hands of the Vice Leader—each guarded by a force with a Half-step Human Immortal realm cultivator.

“If the altars face danger, we’ll all shoulder it together; if there’s no danger, we’ll monopolize them all. Setting up a toll booth at the altar passageways to collect fees would be an excellent way to get rich!”

Li Xiaobai’s eyes twinkled shrewdly, his lips curving into a smile without him realizing it.

“Prince Consort, please don’t head to the seventh floor again; it’s too dangerous!”

“The prisoners kept there are the most vicious, cultivators in the realm of Half-step Human Immortal. Even our king finds them troublesome.”

Warden Yang Tian could not help but warn again, though Li Xiaobai’s unfathomable strength truly frightened him. Still, he reiterated his concern, as the prince consort had a lofty status in the Eastern Sea and could not be allowed to come to any harm.

“Brother Yang, don’t worry, I won’t do anything dangerous,”

Li Xiaobai said with a smile, patting Yang Tian’s shoulder to calm him. He then sprinted toward the seventh floor, opened his own small world, leaped, and plunged into the magma.

Watching the scene, Yang Tian was speechless; the prince consort hadn’t listened to a word he had said.

Forget it. Since the prince consort wasn’t afraid of even the magma and his cultivation could manipulate creation, there was likely nothing to worry about.

“I can’t imagine how he cultivates; he is only at the prime of his life, yet so powerful,” Yang Tian muttered to himself, withdrawing the image before him, no longer prying into Li Xiaobai’s affairs.

The seventh floor.

Within the world of magma.

After more than ten days had passed, Li Xiaobai had been soaking in the lava and had become a regular on this level.

The Attribute Points within the System had accumulated to a massive amount.

[Host: Li Xiaobai.]

[…]

[Defensive Power: Half-step Human Immortal Body (10,000,000/10,000,000) (Immortal Spirit Qi: Not Acquired) Can advance.]

[Attribute Points: 50,000,000.]

In just under a month, the Attribute Points he had acquired were almost equal to the total of several months before. Indeed, only dangerous places were the best spots for rapid leveling. Looking at it this way, he might be able to level up twice after acquiring the Immortal Spirit Qi.

“Kid, it’s about time,” said the Kraken indifferently. “When are you going out?”

“Ask Brother Yang to come up and see,” replied Li Xiaobai, about to rise when Yang Tian’s voice came through.

“Prince Consort, the auspicious time has arrived; the king summons you.”

“Please, Prince Consort, move to the side hall, bathe and burn incense, and tidy your attire.”

“Speak of the devil and he shall appear. I shall take my leave now,” Li Xiaobai chuckled and followed Yang Tian out.

On their way, Yang Tian seemed somewhat melancholic.

“In this Celestial Prison, once one is in, there is no way out. Even a Half-step Human Immortal Realm expert locked on the seventh level could never hope to see the world of the living again. Prince Consort, your relaxed departure today is truly unique in this world!”

“There is no feast that does not end. Brother Yang, what you said was right. Inside the Celestial Prison, there’s such a harmonious and peaceful atmosphere, each and every person is talented and pleasant to talk to. If it weren’t for the impending wedding, I would truly be reluctant to leave,” Li Xiaobai said, patting Yang Tian’s shoulder with a faint smile.

“Prince Consort, if fate allows, we shall meet again. Whenever the time comes, my side will always open the gates for the Prince Consort!” Yang Tian said, quite moved.

“Cough cough, certainly, certainly. I’ll visit you when I have the time.”

Li Xiaobai’s forehead was filled with imaginary black lines.

Meet again if fate allows?

Opening the gates?

You’re the warden of the Celestial Prison, and you’re saying you’ll always open the gates for him—what’s that supposed to mean?

Are you looking forward to him being sent back in?

This guy must have read himself stupid; his intelligence is worrisome.

Yang Tian, however, did not realize his own faux pas, still immersed in his self-moved state, his face showing an expression of not wanting to part, causing Li Xiaobai to feel a chill down his spine. He couldn’t help but feel that this guy didn’t want to let him go – what was up with that?

At the front of the Celestial Prison, maidservants were there to receive him. It was still Long Zhan leading the team. It was evident that the Old Dragon King was still not very reassured about him, having specially sent a strong escort.

Seeing Li Xiaobai again, Long Zhan’s face showed a trace of a smile as he bowed and said with great respect, “We welcome the Prince Consort out of prison!”

The maids behind him also hurriedly knelt down and said in unison, “We welcome the Prince Consort out of prison!”

Li Xiaobai: “…”

As long as you’re happy…


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