Hearing the shouts from behind, the Puppet Body didn’t stop. Instead, it quickened its pace.
It seed terrified.
At this sight, cruel smiles appeared on the faces of the several Tribulation Cultivators, like vicious wolves that had spotted their prey.
"Heh heh heh, why run, friend? I’m not a bad person."
The middle-aged Cultivator in the lead cackled.
With one party in front and the other behind, the distance between them never increased.
Before long, they were far from the Black Market.
About a quarter of an hour later, the Puppet Body in the lead suddenly slowed down, as if it had exhausted its Magical Power.
The Tribulation Cultivators had long since expected this developnt.
After all, this wasn’t the first ti they had done sothing like this.
"Don’t worry, friend. We won’t hurt you."
The middle-aged Cultivator’s eyes were filled with greed as he rapidly closed in.
The others did the sa, acting as if victory was already in the bag.
However, just then, disaster struck!
WHOOSH!
Endless yellow sand suddenly rose from the ground, forming a terrifying storm that instantly engulfed the Tribulation Cultivators.
They were caught completely off guard.
The next mont, agonized howls of unbearable pain erupted from within the yellow sand.
"AHHH—"
Each grain of sand was like a sharp blade, whistling around them and shredding their flesh inch by inch.
In an instant, the screaming stopped.
In the blink of an eye, the Tribulation Cultivators at the Qi Refining Third Layer had been flayed by the sand, leaving nothing but bare white bones!
Only the middle-aged Cultivator was still alive.
His face was pale; he had also been too slow to react.
However, the Soft Armor he wore had flashed with a faint light. The mont he was attacked, it had automatically released a shimring Spiritual Shield, blocking the yellow sand.
This had temporarily saved his life.
"Hm?"
Hidden in the shadows, Li Chang’an stared at the Soft Armor, his eyes gleaming slightly.
’What a fine piece of Treasure Armor!’
’To be able to block Dahuang’s attack, it must be at least a Tier One Top Grade Armor.’
Moreover, the fact that it could automatically release a shield upon being attacked was extrely tempting to Li Chang’an.
He was currently in need of a good Defensive Magical Artifact.
At this mont, the middle-aged Tribulation Cultivator, his face ghastly pale, threw out several Tier One Top Grade Talismans and shouted:
"Spare , friend! Spare !"
He was terrified and filled with endless regret.
’The power of this Yellow Sand Technique is astonishing.’
’The one casting it is either a Late Stage Qi Refining Cultivator with an Earth Spirit Root or a Tier One Late Stage Earth Elent Spirit Beast.’
’Either way, it’s not soone I can afford to provoke.’
’If I had known, I shouldn’t have been so greedy today.’
But now, it was too late for regrets.
After just a few breaths, the Spiritual Shield was worn away, and the Talismans shattered one after another in the howling sand.
’I’ll go all out!’
The middle-aged Cultivator gritted his teeth, planning to use every ans at his disposal to charge out of the sandstorm. It was his only chance of survival.
But suddenly, a nearly invisible net fell from the sky.
By the ti he noticed, he was already trapped within it.
"The Shadowless Net!"
The middle-aged Cultivator exclaid in shock, despair flooding his heart.
’This kind of Magical Artifact is extrely expensive and isn’t suited for direct combat. Few proper Cultivators would buy one.’
Clearly, he had run into another Tribulation Cultivator.
And a veteran one at that!
"This junior was blind and failed to recognize a master! I beg you to spare my life, Senior!"
Trapped in the net, unable to move, he was now a lamb waiting for slaughter!
No trick he had would work now.
All he could do was beg for rcy!
But there was no response from the swirling yellow sand, only a large hand reaching out.
In the next instant, his vision went black, and he was thrown into a Spirit Beast Bag.
WHOOSH...
The sandstorm dissipated.
Only a few broken bones remained on the ground.
...
「Deep underground.」
Li Chang’an held the Spirit Beast Bag, and with a thought, he tossed out the terrified middle-aged Cultivator!
"Senior, Sen—..."
He was about to beg for rcy, but the sight of Li Chang’an stunned him for a mont.
’How is he so young?’
Li Chang’an didn’t care what the man thought. He simply reached out and took the Storage Pouch from his body.
Then, he stared at the Soft Armor the man was wearing, his gaze flickering.
The middle-aged Cultivator sensed his intent and quickly spoke up.
"Senior, this Soft Armor was a gift from my uncle to protect my life. Perhaps you know him? He’s the Third-in-Command of Black Wind Mountain."
"Black Wind Mountain?"
"Yes, yes."
The middle-aged Cultivator nodded repeatedly, as if grasping at his last straw.
Among the community of Tribulation Cultivators, Black Wind Mountain was quite famous.
Perhaps, the other party would spare his life out of respect for Black Wind Mountain.
But Li Chang’an remained indifferent. He casually flicked a finger, sending a wisp of Magical Power at the man’s throat.
CRACK!
The man’s body shuddered, his face filled with despair.
That wisp of Magical Power had crushed his throat, making even breathing an extravagance.
’A Cultivator’s Magical Power is imnse, but their bodies are too fragile. They have to rely on various protections like Magic, Armor, and Talismans—unless they’ve practiced a Body Refining Technique.’
Li Chang’an mused.
In the Cultivation Immortality Realm, Body Refining Techniques were rare.
Not many people practiced them, either.
This was because Body Refinent consud a massive amount of resources.
Most Cultivators, just like the forr Li Chang’an, had very few channels to obtain cultivation resources.
The few Spirit Stones they earned each year weren’t even enough for basic daily cultivation, let alone Body Refinent.
’I need a suitable Body Refining Technique.’
Li Chang’an thought to himself. He didn’t lack cultivation resources now; he should convert them into personal strength as quickly as possible.
Afterward, he removed the Soft Armor from the middle-aged Cultivator’s body and began the Refinent process.
A mont later, a joyful expression appeared on Li Chang’an’s face as he stared at the set of Soft Armor.
’It really is a Tier One Top Grade Magical Artifact, and of extrely high quality!’
He estimated, ’A set of Soft Armor like this would probably cost more than one thousand Spirit Stones!’
’That’s more money saved on buying Armor!’
Li Chang’an was extrely satisfied.
He then took out the Storage Pouches of the other Tribulation Cultivators and searched through them carefully.
The contents were unremarkable—just the usual Elixir Pills, Talismans, and the like.
Nothing caught his eye.
Still, it was a small gain.
Li Chang’an slapped a Fireball Talisman onto the middle-aged Tribulation Cultivator’s corpse, burning it to ashes.
"Dahuang, get us out of here. And fill in this Underground Space."
After finishing all this, Li Chang’an gave Dahuang his orders.
After that, the man and his dog returned to the area near the Black Market.
They once again hid in an Underground Space, using the Puppet Body to enter the Black Market.
’I need to buy so Treasures to increase my own strength.’
Li Chang’an walked through the Black Market, his gaze sweeping over the stalls.
Before long, he bought a Tier One Top Grade Magical Artifact called the "Cyan Light Sword," spending five hundred Spirit Stones.
To prevent any trouble, he did as before: he left imdiately after the transaction, changed his appearance, and then returned to the Black Market.
’I have Magical Artifacts for both offense and defense now. I still need so Magic.’
Li Chang’an pondered.
Magic in the Cultivation Immortality Realm was also divided into different levels, and its grades were the sa as those for Spiritual Roots.
They were divided into Inferior Grade, Low Grade, Middle Grade, Top Grade, Earth Grade, and Celestial Grade Magic.
Common techniques like the Fireball Technique, Stone Fall Technique, Golden Radiance Technique, and so on were all Low Grade Magic with very ordinary power.
Of course, the vast majority of Loose Cultivators only had access to Inferior Grade and Low Grade Magic.
Better Magic, such as Middle Grade and Top Grade, was basically found only in the libraries of the various Noble Families and Sects.
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