This Martial Saint's Health Bar is Too Thick!-Chapter 45 - Altar

Chapter 45: Chapter 45 Altar

Seeing the village gates pried open, and with the leading senior believer killed by Li Fei, the remaining dozen or so Calming Sect believers lost their will to fight and turned to flee.

Lu Sheng glanced at Lu Changwu and, seeing he was unharmed, quickly walked over to Li Fei.

He looked at the senior believer’s corpse at Li Fei’s feet, then at the other two stalwart men’s bodies, and remarked,

“Li Lei has a fine son indeed.”

“You flatter me, Uncle Lu.”

Li Fei said.

“Ha ha ha, Uncle Lu will go back and personally commend you for your bravery!”

Lu Sheng heartily patted Li Fei’s shoulder.

Li Fei smiled; now he had time to check the Myriad Blood Pearl within him:

[Rank: Level 5 – 17%

Blood Soul: 24 + 48%]

He had just activated ‘Blood Rage’, consuming 2 Blood Souls, and the remainder were injuries inflicted by the enemy.

“Those two Talisman Papers must have caused me damage too; it seems the Myriad Blood Pearl can also defend against spiritual damage!”

This was the first time Li Fei faced an enemy using magic; Hao Yi had told him that magic below the Possession Stage worked on the spiritual level, so those two senior believers certainly weren’t Great Mages in the Possession Stage, meaning their attacks also constituted spiritual damage.

And now, Li Fei confirmed that the Myriad Blood Pearl could indeed share the burden of spiritual damage for him.

“Martial Artists are inherently a bane to magic; coupled with the Myriad Blood Pearl, could I eventually become a Mage slayer?”

Li Fei couldn’t help but imagine.

Having claimed the credit for initial entry and having slain two senior believers, his contribution to this operation was bound to be rated top-notch, which meant he didn’t need to fight as fiercely in the forthcoming battles as he had before.

Thus, Li Fei followed behind Lu Sheng and the others, righteously “slacking off.”

With the village gates open, the subsequent battles were less suspenseful. The Inspectors and students from the Martial Arts Hall were like ravenous wolves, rapidly clearing the Calming Sect believers from within the village.

Wang Ping and a few other martial masters hadn’t made a move throughout.

Their presence was to prevent any unforeseen circumstances, ready to face any Calming Sect experts that might surface. They had no interest in engaging the regular believers.

After all, even if they didn’t lift a finger from start to finish, they wouldn’t miss out on any of the rewards due.

Such were the benefits of leadership.

Over half an hour later, the entire village had been swept clean, and twenty-some Calming Sect believers were captured alive.

Wang Ping approached the altar in the center and examined it carefully for a while, a look of evident pleasure crossing his face.

He turned to ask Lu Sheng,

“Did we catch their Sect Hierarch or any other important figures?”

Lu Sheng had just finished listening to his subordinate’s report, and said, “We killed four of their senior believers and captured two alive.”

“Bring those two here for interrogation.”

Wang Ping commanded.

Soon, two senior believers wearing dark gray robes were brought forward, tightly bound.

“Who is your Sect Hierarch?”

Wang Ping asked.

Both senior believers looked at Wang Ping with eyes full of hatred, and one of them shouted at Wang Ping,

“You sinners will all die! The Sect Hierarch will avenge us!”

“Oh?”

Wang Ping regarded him, “So you’re saying your Sect Hierarch ran away in advance?”

He gestured towards the altar beside him, “Constructing this altar must have consumed many precious materials. Your Sect Hierarch probably spent decades of savings on this. Even if he has escaped, it will be difficult for any Calming Sect to rise again in the future.”

“Is that true, Lord Wang?”

Lu Sheng eagerly asked.

The escape of the Calming Sect Sect Hierarch left him somewhat disappointed as it greatly diminished the merit he could claim for the operation, but listening to Wang Ping’s words, it seemed there might still be a turn of fortunes.

Wang Ping said with a smile, “This altar is loaded with many precious materials. Key magic techniques and Implant inheritances of the Calming Sect and such matters would likely have required the use of this altar. Now that the altar is gone, the Calming Sect won’t be able to stir up any more trouble. Later, we can even have people from the Righteous Court come to collect the materials here, which will surely be considered a great achievement.”

At this moment, his mood was quite good, and the smile on his face widened.

The Righteous Court was the most mysterious of the local Six Institutes, responsible only for matters related to magic and had close ties with the Military Affairs Office.

The Da Lan Dynasty’s twelve universities had the Zhi Ge Department specifically to train Martial Artists, and similarly, there was a Righteous Department specifically to train Magicians. Most of these magicians would directly join the Righteous Court in various locations after graduating.

Upon hearing what Wang Ping said, Lu Sheng also revealed a smile.

With this, his promotion to Deputy Supervisory Director should be able to happen sooner.

“Ha ha ha ha ha ha!”

“Ha ha ha ha ha ha!”

Two captured Senior believers suddenly burst into crazed laughter.

Lu Sheng frowned at the two men and ordered his subordinates to gag them.

He couldn’t be bothered to ask why they were laughing; after all, these cult members were all a bunch of crazies.

“Prepare to withdraw.”

Lu Sheng commanded.

Beside him, Li Fei suddenly felt the Steel Armor Implant inside of him stir once again, sending alarm bells ringing in his mind!

Instantly, his muscles tensed, and his right hand grasped the hilt of his sword.

The very next second, the altar surrounded by people lit up with illumination.

Wang Ping was the first to sense that something was wrong, he immediately turned to look at the altar, and when he saw the light shining, his pupils constricted. Without hesitating, he struck forth with his palm.

A puff of crimson vapor sprayed from the center of his palm, transforming into a three-meter long Red Snake that tore towards the altar.

But he was still one step behind. A purple-black ring of light spread outwards from the center of the altar, sweeping over everyone in the village in an instant!

Li Fei’s mind felt heavy, barely registering a hint of drowsiness.

He looked inside himself at the Myriad Blood Pearl:

[Rank: 5th Grade 59%

Blood Soul: 21 pieces +16%]

Energy suddenly increased by more than 40%, and he lost over three Blood Souls!

“Is this the result of some magic technique?”

Li Fei wondered to himself.

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Then he saw the people around him one by one collapse. The higher-level instructors struggled forcefully after falling but eventually succumbed to the overpowering drowsiness and drifted into deep sleep.

Li Fei thought for a moment and then fell down with the rest.

In the end, only Wang Ping and three other registered martial masters from Zhi Ge Court were left standing in the village.

When Wang Ping’s Red Snake touched the altar, a large amount of yellow smoke billowed from the altar with a piercing sound as if something were wailing.

Crack!

A crisp sound, followed by continuous noises, the stones that composed the altar fractured, and, ultimately, the altar completely collapsed.

To destroy the altar with one move left Wang Ping with a very grim expression.

He didn’t destroy the altar; someone behind the scenes did, otherwise, they couldn’t have released such a powerful magic technique that could even affect a Body Breaking Stage formal Martial Artist!

“Wang team, look.”

A registered martial master suddenly pointed upwards.

Wang Ping looked up to see that the hillside outside the village was packed with people.

Among them was a person in a purple robe, surrounded by others as if he were a moon encircled by stars.

From his elevated position, he looked down at everyone in the village as a cat might look at a mouse.

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