I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 170: 171: Racing with Lightning

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The sports car kicked up dust, taking secluded paths deep within the dense forest.

Attempting to use the trees to block the pursuit of the Heavenly Tribulation proved futile. The anthropomorphic lightning, like the car, was not impeded by these obstacles at all. Whatever it encountered, it obliterated with a sweep of its spear, reducing mountains, rocks, and vegetation to dust.

“Old man, the ride is out of fuel, and we’re about to be caught,” Li Xiaobai said dryly.

“The ride needs fuel?” the raggedy old man found this astonishing.

“It needs Spirit Stones to run, or any item that contains immense Spiritual Power. Do you have any, old man?”

Li Xiaobai casually asked, but his gaze was fixed on the wine gourd hanging from the old man’s waist. That wine was still a treasure to him even now. With just one sip last time, he gained ten thousand Attribute Points.

Absolutely a gem.

With this jug of wine down his throat, the Attribute Points would start at a bare minimum of one hundred thousand.

The raggedy old man sensed Li Xiaobai’s intention, somewhat reluctant, and asked tentatively, “What if the raggedy old man doesn’t have any either?”

“Ah, then to ensure the safety of everyone else, we’d have to ask the old man to get out of the car,” Li Xiaobai shook his head and sighed with a face full of regret.

The raggedy old man cursed in his heart; this guy was really something, planning to use him to distract the Heavenly Tribulation to buy time for escape.

In the back seat, Monk Liaowang felt somewhat bad. He groped all over his body, hoping to find a few Spirit Stones, but besides a few Buddhist scriptures, he had nothing else on him.

Su Mei’er quietly stopped his movements and shook her head. They had already recognized the old man’s appearance. What they needed to do now was to stay alive and report back to the family.

“How about a sip of wine?” The raggedy old man relented, taking off his wine gourd.

“Ten sips.” Li Xiaobai blinked and said.

“Impossible. With ten sips, it would nearly be gone. At most, one and a half sips!” the raggedy old man refused flatly.

Li Xiaobai had heard for the first time about this one and a half sip deal; it sounded rather novel.

“Let’s meet halfway, five sips then. After all, this is about escaping with our lives. A little sacrifice is worth it.”

“One point eight sips, I can’t give any more!”

The raggedy old man firmly insisted. To him, a sip of this wine was worth more than a thousand top-grade Spirit Stones, and he was dearly pained to part with it.

After a bout of haggling and squabbling, they finally settled on the price of two sips. Li Xiaobai had come to understand this old man’s stinginess; the bargaining started at point one of a sip, and after all his talking, he had only managed to argue for one extra sip.

Live and learn, he had certainly gained some new insights.

He uncorked the gourd and gulped down two sips.

[Attribute Points +10000…]

[Attribute Points +10000…]

[Attribute Points: 118000.]

All points to defense.

[Defensive Power: Flesh Sanctification (120000/1000000) Upgradable.]

Having spent less than a day in the Secret Realm, he had gained one hundred and twenty thousand Attribute Points, an impressive rate of growth. Going on adventures was indeed a blessing for the System.

“Boss, wasn’t it for the ride…”

The raggedy old man, quick as a flash, snatched the gourd back, rolling his eyes.

“I need to be spirited to put energy into refueling it,” Li Xiaobai said nonchalantly, as he tossed a few top-grade Spirit Stones into the fuel tank.

Beggar: “…”

Come on, at least pretend a little, is it really okay to be so brazen?

The humanoid lightning behind them began to move more sluggishly as if it had sensed its own strength waning. It changed its strategy from incessantly pursuing to initiating attacks.

A long spear, composed entirely of lightning, was thrown, tearing through the sky and shooting towards the Lamborghini.

Li Xiaobai didn’t dare to confront its sharpness head-on, considering it was heavenly lightning, and the Lamborghini was quite an expensive ride; damaging it would be a problem.

He yanked the steering wheel hard, making a sharp turn to dodge the lightning spear.

[Attribute Points +1000…]

[Attribute Points +2000…]

Even a graze from the lightning bolt could add a substantial amount of Attribute Points.

The sudden move caught the passengers unprepared; they lost their balance and toppled to one side.

“Hehe, kid, drive properly, safety first. You’re even worse than Ergouzi!”

Ji Wuqing was tumbling around inside the car, dizzy and discontented.

The passengers each had their own thoughts. The old beggar leaned casually onto Yu Sanbian next to him, his hands moving stealthily to pilfer the other’s Huazi, which he had coveted for a long time.

Su Mei’er let out a squeal, falling into Monk Liaowang’s arms next to her, clinging to him desperately, causing the monk to blush furiously.

Ouyang Shuanger was the least noticeable of everyone in the car, cowering in a corner with several captured elite cultivators, shivering in fear. The captives had their cultivation sealed and thus had no ability to resist the Heavenly Tribulation, their only option being to silently hope for its quick dissipation.

The vague presence of annihilation made their hearts tremble in terror, like a massive boulder pressing down on their souls.

Without its spear, the humanoid lightning was left with only a steed beneath it to continue the frenzied chase. Li Xiaobai gradually got used to the speed, the force and speed of the lightning were decreasing, and it would dissipate in a short while.

…

Along the way, birds and beasts retreated in droves, and many cultivators locked in bloody battles felt a sudden release in pressure. Before they could react to what was happening, all the savage Demonic Beasts were fleeing like startled rabbits.

Within the Tianluan Mountain Range, several young men and women covered in blood had reached the end of their tether.

“Junior Sister, I didn’t expect we’d still fail to break out. Now we can’t give an explanation to our master.”

“It’s okay, Senior Brother, we’ve killed so many Demonic Beasts, we’ve already made enough. If we’re going to die, then so be it.”

“It’s just a pity to lose so many materials from the Demonic Beasts. Rest assured, Junior Sister, even if we die, your brothers will make sure you’re the last one to go.”

“Keep fighting, we earn with every kill!”

The young men and women’s faces were ferocious, ready for one last desperate fight. At that moment, the vast number of Demonic Beasts encircling them suddenly stopped their movements, pricking up their ears as if listening intently to something.

The air became heavy for a few seconds, and then all the Demonic Beasts scattered and fled simultaneously.

“Roar!”

The earth-shaking roar of a beast rang out, its fear palpable. It seemed to be warning all the creatures in the forest to run away quickly.

The cultivators were taken aback, looking around, they saw nothing unusual.

“What’s happening, why are they running away?”

“There must be an even more powerful being approaching. Demonic Beasts have much stronger senses than humans.”

“These are Nascent Soul Stage Demonic Beasts, among them some are at the Great Perfection Realm, how could they be so afraid? Could it be that the comer is at the Divinity Transformation Stage?”

“Whatever the case, we’re saved. Let’s take this chance and get out of here!”