Chapter 353: Chapter 352: Suppression with a Raised Hand

In fact, considering that Lv Bai has mastered the ability of [Load], any abilities possessed by Death Fighters cannot be hidden from him.

However, the fact that the Death Fighter surnamed Li is willing to actively expose his own details also shows that this guy is indeed coming with sincerity.

"I’m a bit curious."

Lv Bai sat up slightly, and asked, "In the eyes of a Death Fighter, aren’t the lives and deaths of these natives insignificant?"

"I guess I’m the exception."

The Death Fighter surnamed Li didn’t explain much, just urged Lv Bai to take action quickly.

From his perspective, if they don’t act now and let those Blood-thief creatures get eaten by the Spiritual Insects of the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects cultivators, then there’s no point even in killing those two cultivators.

The tribute supply goes short, so for those villagers, it’s merely a matter of dying early or dying late.

We can’t possibly overthrow the entire Valley of Ten Thousand Insects, can we?

Lv Bai didn’t directly answer whether to temporarily join hands or not. He turned his head to look at the two cultivators of the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects and raised his voice slightly, "Both of you, aren’t you going a bit too far?"

Suddenly hearing someone dare to speak like this, Senior Brother Du paused his actions for the moment and turned around.

However, there was no anger of being disturbed on his face, instead, there was a playful smile.

"Oh, I’m actually a bit bored sheltering from the rain, and indeed someone dares to jump out and be our toy."

Lv Bai maintained his cross-legged posture, not even intending to get up, his gaze becoming gentler.

Laughing cheerfully, he said, "Normally, I should retort, then you get provoked by me, act in anger, and finally get easily suppressed by me."

He slowly raised his right hand, extending an index finger, "Unfortunately, I suddenly feel like people of your level don’t seem qualified to speak to me."

Before he finished speaking, he pressed down with that extended index finger.

His fingertip became crystalline and bright, surrounded by a five-colored divine glow.

The spiritual energy inside the dilapidated temple suddenly boiled.

The two cultivators of the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects present felt as if endless mountains were pressing down on them, forcing them into a position of prostration on the ground right away.

They could clearly sense that the surroundings were rejecting them, making it impossible to mobilize mana to resist.

"No... impossible, who are you really?"

"We are disciples of the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects, do you not fear the Great Powers in the valley seeking retribution if you kill us?"

The two cultivators of the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects were extremely frightened and by now realized Lv Bai was definitely a Great Power, only hoping that Lv Bai would spare them to preserve the face of the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects.

"Fellow Daoist, no, Senior, we were unaware of your prowess, please, we beseech you to spare us this once..."

Pfft~

Before Senior Brother Du could finish his desperate plea, the two of them were crushed into dust under the heavy pressure of mana, their souls vanishing instantly.

"Oh, that’s more comfortable."

Lv Bai lowered his right hand again, chuckling with a sigh, "No wonder seniors build the mountain gate so high, it’s just for some peace and quiet."

Throughout, he maintained a nonchalant demeanor.

Yet, to those present, this scene was extremely shocking.

The Death Fighter surnamed Li, who had moved closer to him, was even more shocked to the point of petrification.

Frankly, when Lv Bai entered the dilapidated temple, he did show the means of a cultivator, but the ease with which he achieved this extent still caught the Death Fighter surnamed Li off guard.

Those were two Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators, yet they were dealt with just a single finger, feeling no more troublesome than squashing two ants.

Originally, Li Mu had prepared to use his own ability to assist as soon as Lv Bai took action, but in reality, there was no need for it at all.

The villagers present merely watched in a daze.

It was like this from start to finish, they had no power to interfere in fights between cultivators and could only pray not to get caught in the crossfire.

The fortunate thing was that, due to Lv Bai’s swift and clean action, the goods they brought for tribute did not suffer any damage.

The village chief was the first to snap out of it, mustering up the courage to kneel before Lv Bai.

"Thank you, Upper Immortal, for your intervention."

After kowtowing three times promptly, the village chief said nervously, "We must depart quickly to avoid delaying the scheduled time."

The rain outside hadn’t lightened.

Clearly, he didn’t want to get involved with Lv Bai.

Regardless of whether Lv Bai feared the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects or not, the villagers certainly did.

After all, the two deceased were cultivators of the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects, and if the people from the Valley were to find out they were involved in what had happened, there would be no good outcome.

Lv Bai didn’t insist, waving his hand to indicate they could do what they needed to and needn’t pay attention to him.

As the villagers quickly gathered their belongings to prepare for departure, Lv Bai gazed at the curtain of rain outside the temple, his expression indescribable.

The realm of Cultivation, where such power is vested in individuals, gave him an inexpressible sense of déjà vu.

The upper class enjoys everything, while the lower class struggles to survive, and under the crushing disparity in brute force, the lower class has no possibility of resistance.

Coincidentally, whether it’s in this Death Arena or in reality, Lv Bai possesses power sufficient to change the world.

Should he test it first?

The thought gradually rose in Lv Bai’s mind.

He clearly knew it would be challenging.

With indisputable power, he truly could, with an iron hand, dictate a new order, forcing society to operate according to his will.

But, is this truly meaningful?

Up to this point, he had not acquired the ability to live eternally, nor did he have any particular obsession with a prolonged lifespan.

In other words, no matter how well, how fairly he conducted himself while alive, ultimately, human death results in the way disappearing.

Moreover, the heavier the suppression, the stronger the backlash, which might result in the lower classes being even worse off than if development were left to its natural course.

As for appointing a successor to carry on his will?

That’s even less realistic.

All of history attests to one thing: relying on humanity’s morality is a futile thought, perhaps preserve yourself some amount of it; systems, although they too decay with time, can at least persist a bit longer,

Under such might resting with individuals, it’s inevitably destined that a tiny minority will press down on the heads of the vast majority.

Comparatively speaking, the current social structure is already not too bad.

Like a program that can run, without a better plan, it’s best not to tamper with it.

Lv Bai exuded a faint melancholy, momentarily collecting his thoughts, and turned to look at Li Mu beside him.

"Aren’t you afraid I might kill you?"

Indeed, after the villagers hastily left in the rain, Li Mu, this Death Fighter, instead chose to stay voluntarily.

"Anyway, I’m not fond of playing with insects, just previously had no other choice, so I attempted to join the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects first."

Li Mu responded nonchalantly, spreading his hands casually, "Besides, Smiling Lord, if you really intended to kill me, I wouldn’t be able to escape anyway."