I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 1160 - 1161 Return to the Eastern Continent

Chapter 1160: Chapter 1161: Return to the Eastern Continent

Chapter 1160: Chapter 1161: Return to the Eastern Continent

Above the sea, on the back of a giant turtle, Long Xue had come to understand the whole incident and couldn’t help but grind her teeth in anger—she hadn’t expected that the Great Elder’s lineage wasn’t just lusting after her body but was coveting her Bloodline Power, no better than beasts.

“I thought the Island Master had good intentions, but I was blinded, failed to see the true nature of people, and almost lost my life!”

Rage fumed within Long Xue. As a fellow member of the Dragon Race and a cultivator, Lin Bei actually dared covet her Bloodline Power; it was audacious beyond belief.

Luckily, her body was unharmed, and with the replenishment from Huazi, she felt an urge to enter into seclusion for cultivation.

“Little girl, rest easy. It’s just a few clowns from the Saint Realm causing trouble, nothing serious. I can easily take them down!” Yitilou said with a cheeky grin, rubbing his teeth.

“We are safe now; let’s head back to the Sword Sect on the Eastern Continent first.”

Li Xiaobai set up a simple small-scale Tangneng First-class on the turtle’s back. Everyone soaked in it, and a long-missed feeling of comfort swept over them, making them shiver uncontrollably.

The old turtle beneath them seemed to suddenly perk up, moving much faster. This makeshift Tangneng First-class was also greatly beneficial to it.

Long Xue also took the opportunity to sit cross-legged and immerse herself fully in cultivation. A faint purple aura flickered across her exquisite face. After such an ordeal, she felt she was about to break through to the Earth Immortal Realm.

“Speaking of which, do you know that Saint Realm Demonic Beast called Godzilla well?” Su Yunbing suddenly asked.

“Yes,” Li Xiaobai nodded.

“I once returned to the Lower Realm and encountered a Nine-Headed Heavenly Immortal Realm Demonic Beast when I took away from the Kingdom of Women. It looked exactly like the Saint Realm Godzilla, only slightly different in size. Do you know anything about this?” Su Yunbing inquired.

“That’s my pet; I’ve known about this matter for a long time. You needn’t worry, Senior Sister.” Li Xiaobai waved his hand dismissively and said cheerfully.

Su Yunbing: “…”

My goodness, you call that thing a pet?

So, it seems you were keeping a whole race?

Her junior brother was becoming more mysterious by the minute, with not only Saint Realm experts at his back but also a whole clan of Saint Realm Demonic Beasts; his backing was incredibly strong.

“Senior Wu, the kidnapped children from the Sword Sect you mentioned earlier, is there any news about them?” Liu Jinshui turned to Wu Chengjue and asked. Apart from Li Xiaobai, he had been the closest to those children, and now someone had dared to steal children from the Eastern Continent, which angered him as well.

“Considering the Helmsman’s skills, it’s likely he has seen through everything. By now, he should already have some clues. We only need to report back to the main helmsman to find out the whereabouts of the children,” Wu Chengjue slowly responded.

She had been staying with Li Xiaobai and others all this time, and now, floating over the ocean, they had no chance to communicate with the main helmsman.

“Thank you,” Li Xiaobai nodded, glanced discreetly at Yitilou and Yan Zuzi—the two great experts who seemed to be contemporaries of Beichen Feng and knew him well—but as these two were currently out of power without a drop of cultivation level recharged, it was probably better not to tell them yet.

“Too slow, let the puppet push.”

Yan Zuzi said, waving his hand, commanding the puppet known as Zhen Buchuo to jump into the water and push the old turtle forward, a terrifying sweep of Immortal Yuan Power engulfing everything. The old turtle, treated as a mere stepping stone, rode the waves like lightning, speeding forward.

Compared to a Semi-Saint’s speed, the Heavenly Immortal Realm is significantly slower. Zhen Buchuo’s sole responsibility was to push forcefully; the old turtle needed only to keep an eye on the sea ahead and continuously adjust the direction.

…

Simultaneously,

At the Sword Sect outside the Eastern Continent,

Several figures in black robes stood upon the void, while below, on the mountainous landscape, a shabbily dressed old ragamuffin sat stylishly in a Taishi Chair, leisurely fanning himself, humming and expressing a face full of disdain. A small yellow chick and a tiny scruffy dog lay at his feet, looking up with eyes full of scorn at the group of black-robed individuals above, with the Sect Master Ying Diao standing stolidly behind the elder.

Inside the Sword Sect, each peak’s disciples and elders held their breath, staring intently at the unfolding scene, their hearts in their throats. Unlike the Semi-Saints who had visited days before, these people today clearly bore ill-intentions!

“What brings you to this place?”

“Haven’t our dealings been quite satisfactory already?”

The old ragamuffin squinted his eyes and asked, a dangerous glint of murderous intent flickering within.

“The elder speaks true; our transaction was indeed complete. Today, we have come to propose another deal,”

the leading black-robed figure stated indifferently.

“Speak, what is it?”

“We would like to take a few children from here to train them at our sects, to serve our sects in the future. Today we choose the children, and we offer a generous price, ready to be reciprocated in the future!”

the black-robed figure explained leisurely.

“Scoundrels, daring to spout such nonsense in front of me. Those children are prodigies beyond measure; it’s not as simple as you make it, taking them as you please. Could your meager offers even afford to engage in such dealing?”

“These children are priceless treasures; buying your entire sect couldn’t cover their worth!”

the old ragamuffin’s expression shifted, though his words remained sharply critical.

“Exactly, you being so ugly, how dare you to trade with Lord Ergouzi?”

The small scruffy dog shook its fur, standing up with a disdainful expression.

Ji Wuqing shouted, “Take off the black robes!”

“Heh, elder, that’s going too far. As I understand, the Sword Sect has already handed over a child recently, now lost to the outside world. Unlike stealing children, our sects prefer legitimate dealings.”

“The elder may not realize the magnitude of the power that stands behind us. If you knew, you would not be so rash. Let’s discuss this peacefully. Today we are here upon the command of our Sect Master to retrieve the children!”

the leading black-robed figure declared. This group, coming from various sects and representing diverse forces, had one goal: to take a child back to their sects for proper upbringing.

The fact that a child had been lost under the watch of Xiao Lao Di had made them skeptical of his current health; otherwise, with his cultivation at the Saint Realm, how could he have failed to stop a mere child trafficker?

“Then you might as well take off those black robes and let me see which sect you hail from!”

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The old ragamuffin was left with no response; bragging about their strength without revealing their identities was sheer bluster—a baseless, bold façade.

Ying Diao also stood out and said, “Gentlemen, trading is a matter of willingness between parties. Our Sword Sect raises its children and does not have a tradition of outsourcing. We appreciate the kind intentions from the various Great Sects, but please return from whence you came!”

The black-robed figures vehemently retorted, “You two haven’t grasped my meaning yet. You don’t need to know who I am; you just need to understand that we represent a force you cannot provoke. Our Sect Master prefers to win people over with virtue, offering this deal is showing you respect, and you should accept it. If you turn down this gesture, I’m afraid the Sword Sect might just have to be eradicated from the Eastern Continent!”