I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 745: 746 Setting up the Game

Chapter 745 -746 Setting up the Game

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“It’s truly like manna from heaven, who’d have thought these two fools would start a battle right here? They must be unaware that this is a frequently traveled area for cultivators; no sense of how to kill and plunder at all. Well, their oversight is our gain!”

In a dark corner, a cultivator grinned and spoke.

“Hehehe, exactly, when they’re both severely injured, the treasures scattered on the ground will become ours!”

“However, let me make it clear beforehand, the resources by the riverside, the Great Flame Dynasty will take fifty percent; the rest of you can divide what remains among yourselves.”

A female cultivator dressed in the Great Flame Dynasty’s attire said indifferently.

The disciples from the other families immediately became incensed: “You’re dreaming! Why should the Great Flame Dynasty take fifty percent? That’s way too domineering!”

“Don’t be such bullies! The disciples of the Sword Dynasty are not to be trifled with. The spoils should be split equally among us all!”

A row of cultivators wielding longswords said with murderous intent.

“Indeed, even if you are a dynasty disciple, you shouldn’t be so greedy. To each according to their luck, it’s only fair for everyone to share equally!”

The cultivators nodded, saying in unison.

“There is reason behind my claim to fifty percent; correspondingly, I will take responsibility for killing those few and bear the Sin Value myself.”

“Out there lies the jurisdiction of the Great Flame Dynasty, and as its disciple, I naturally won’t suffer much, but you surely don’t want to see your hard-earned Merit Value wiped out in an instant, do you?”

The female cultivator of the Great Flame Dynasty said flatly.

Her words hit everyone’s weak spot; a cultivator with Merit Value would see their Merit Value decrease exponentially after killing someone, and doing good deeds is far more difficult than committing bad ones. The majority of them were just ordinary disciples, with very limited access to resources.

Even with daily scripture recitation, they had barely accumulated over ten points of Merit Value. If they killed those two people here, they would lose four points of Merit Value, reducing their months of scripture chanting to naught.

What’s more, as members of reputable sects, they naturally followed the path of Merit Value; possessing Merit Value provided a boost to their cultivation of righteous techniques, allowing for more efficient progress. Should their Merit Value fall, their cultivation progress would likely suffer as well.

This was an outcome none of them wanted to see.

“This…”

“Fine, as long as you do the killing, you can have the fifty percent!”

“Let’s settle on that, then!”

After a brief struggle, the surrounding cultivators quickly agreed, not wanting to confront the Princely Heir of the Great Flame Dynasty and even less keen to lose Merit Value.

Besides, they were on the receiving end of freebies, picking up Immortal Stones without effort. Any amount was a profit, and they didn’t need to risk their lives for it.

At this very moment, the battle by the riverside had escalated to an intense level.

The old beggar, with muscles like dragon sinews and bones like tiger’s, morphed his fists into grinding mills, ceaselessly bombarding his opponent, while Liuren brandished the Sea-Calming Divine Needle in his hand, its shadow forming an impenetrable wall, warding off all attacks.

“How about that?”

Liuren whispered, “Is my act convincing enough?” freēwēbηovel.c૦m

“Hehehe, is that even a question? Performing alongside an extraordinary thespian like the old beggar, it’s hard not to be convincing. The cultivators have already gathered around!”

“Let’s put in more effort to make even more noise, attract a few more cultivators over here!”

The old beggar cackled strangely, his demeanor suddenly becoming more fierce, eyes turning blood red, as he bellowed:

“Damn it, all the treasures here today belong to the old beggar alone, and no one else shall take them away!”

“Die!”

“Haha, you’re no match for me; all the treasures here today are mine to claim!”

Liuren countered sharply, speaking coldly.

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Rivers churned with a thousand layers of waves, and jagged rocks exploded incessantly.

Terrifying layers of Immortal Yuan Power swept across and collided, sparking intense flames.

Yet, this scene, in the eyes of those hidden in the shadows, seemed hardly worth mentioning, with contempt filling their gaze as they watched the battle before them.

“That’s it, that’s all?”

“Could these two have just come from some backwater place, actually thinking themselves as experts!”

“Merely two Half-step Human Immortals, probably cultivators from some minor power. I’ve heard in such small places, a Human Immortal is the Sect Leader, and Half-step Human Immortals are part of the Elder class!”

“Hahaha, looks like our strength is close to that of a Sect Leader!”

“Hehehe, let’s teach them a lesson later, give them a bitter dose of reality, but it will cost them dearly!”

“But to be fair, that little wench is truly gorgeous, with a dashing spirit and a wild beauty that really suits my taste. How about you guys leave her to me later?”

The disciples joked and taunted each other; the scene before them seemed like a play for their amusement.

Who would have thought that watching a chicken fight could be so interesting?

I wonder what kind of expression they will have when we show up later, it’s really something to look forward to!

“Look, that old beggar seems to be on the verge of a defeat and escape!”

It was at this moment that someone exclaimed in a low voice.

Seeing the timing was about right, the old beggar by the river deliberately exposed a weakness, took a blow from the Liuren stick, and was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground and spitting out blood.

“This woman hits really hard, I must get a Heavenly Fragrance Life-extending Pill from that lad later!”

The old beggar put on a deathly appearance while muttering to himself internally.

“Charge!”

Suddenly, a shout came from within the dense underbrush, and over a dozen figures leaped out, surrounding the two.

“You… who are you, are you here to save the old beggar?”

The old beggar made a pitiful expression, looking hopefully at the people before him.

The disciples’ attire varied greatly, obviously not from the same power. The woman leading them wore a white dress with red sleeves; the sleeves were embroidered with fiery red auspicious clouds, representing the attire of the Great Flame Dynasty.

“Hehe, old man, even at your age, you’re still so confused. It seems you lack experience!”

“Yes, it’s very important to have experience in the world when you’re out and about. It’s foolish to fight over treasure in such an open place. Today, we will teach you a lesson, and the tuition is your life!”

“Please, let the sister from the Yan Dynasty take action and slay these two.”

“That young girl is pretty nice-looking, can you leave her for me?”

“Heh heh, let’s all have some fun with her, shall we?”

The disciples spoke all at once, voicing their thoughts without reservation.

“Ah! You can’t kill the old beggar, or you will increase your Sin Value. Don’t you fear being pursued by the Punishment Squad’s cultivators?” The old beggar’s act was convincing, still playing his role up to this point, with a look of fear in his eyes.

But those familiar with him knew he was fishing for information.

“People from small places really do lack experience. There are many ways to cleanse a Sin Value, albeit slightly cumbersome. What does it count for?”

“For us disciples of the dynasties, clearing away Sin Value is as simple as eating and drinking.”

A few cultivators from the Great Flame Dynasty spoke dismissively, their eyes filled with contempt. Rules always have loopholes, and there are countless ways to exploit them. They didn’t want to waste their breath with these country bumpkins; it was better to end them quickly and divide the loot!