I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 1177 - 1178 Wo Nen Die

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Chapter 1177: Chapter 1178: Wo Nen Die!

Chapter 1177: Chapter 1178: Wo Nen Die!

Meng Qi gritted her teeth in anger, yet she obediently did as she was told, taking out a Space Ring and handing it over. Li Xiaobai’s words had struck home for her. She wasn’t afraid of threats, but she couldn’t bear to tarnish the reputation of her Sect Master. To prevent this wretched bald man from causing trouble behind her back, she could only bear the pain and hand over a million top-grade Immortal Stones.

“May I ask which Sect such a senior comes from? With such cultivation level and Sin Value, surely you are not someone unknown. Why perform such acts? Isn’t it beneath your dignity?”

Meng Qi asked with a dark expression.

“No Sect, just a Loose Cultivator. You kind of geniuses raised with golden keys will never understand the hardship of us lone wolves scraping together Immortal Stones.”

Li Xiaobai shook his head, hands clasped behind his back, a nonchalant look on his face, like a child from a poor household who had to take charge early in life. This made all the cultivators aboard twitch, earning Immortal Stones is hard?

You flap your lips and wave your big stick, and tens of millions of top-grade Immortal Stones come easily into your hands, and you say you have it hard?

Where’s your shame?

Meng Qi was at a complete loss for words. She couldn’t communicate with this bald giant in front of her and didn’t dare to utterly provoke him. After all, the man’s cultivation was terrifyingly extraordinary, and he probably hadn’t attacked any of the passengers immediately because he was wary of the powerful families behind them and didn’t want to make enemies.

After taking that Space Ring, Li Xiaobai looked around to ensure there were no more wealthy individuals before giving up.

“Alright, I am not one to force others against their will. Since you can’t present more, I won’t insist.”

Li Xiaobai gestured with his hand, putting on a generous act as if the cultivators on the ship had taken a huge advantage of him. The group of cultivators was left staring, dumbfounded, having never seen such a brazenly shameless person!

His thoughts were simple; the pressing matter was to get to the Blood Demon Sect, and he had no time to waste with these sheep that cannot be milked. There was plenty of time to deal with these people later when he encountered them at the Blood Demon Sect’s recruitment.

“Since you are all heading to the Blood Demon Sect, may I know when the Sect will be open to recruit disciples?”

Li Xiaobai looked around and asked.

“The Sect gates will be wide open in three days. However, it will take another day for the ship to reach the Southern Continent. After landing, we will have less than two days left.”

A cultivator replied.

“There’s still plenty of time.”

“Fellow cultivators, we shall meet again in three days!”

Li Xiaobai gave a slight nod. The golden chariot under his feet materialized, and with a flash of light, he disappeared without a trace.

Only leaving the still stunned crowd disheveled by the wind on deck.

They had already paid the protection fee; what happened to keeping them safe? How did he vanish in the blink of an eye?

It felt like a straight-up robbery!

Above the sea, layers of towering waves rolled fiercely. Li Xiaobai stood on the golden light, transforming into a long rainbow streaking at breakneck speed. The vast sea became his racing ground, moving so fast that sonic booms occurred one after another. Many Cui Geng Fish with weaker cultivation levels exploded into pieces upon impact with the golden chariot, their limbs and remnants sticking to the vehicle, creating a horrifying sight.

The ship still needed a day’s time to reach the shore, but it would only take Li Xiaobai a few hours on his golden chariot.

The journey was uneventful, the sea route was safe, with only weak Demonic Beasts along the way. Occasionally, powerful beasts were blasted out of the water but fled in terror on sensing him, not daring to confront Li Xiaobai.

Theoretically, this route was extremely safe, with no Heavenly Immortal Realm Demonic Beasts attacking, but the sea waves stirred up by Li Xiaobai attracted those formidable beasts. Strictly speaking, the Sea Beasts that attacked the ship earlier were probably provoked by him.

But he wouldn’t admit it; he was just honestly making his way.

As the sky gradually darkened from day to evening twilight, Li Xiaobai once again saw that familiar harbor, which the old goat had previously sailed into. It belonged to the Icy Frost Sect, which he later sold to the Blood Demon Sect.

In the battle at Ice Dragon Island, he had used Han Buzhu’s name from start to finish, pulling only the Icy Frost Sect’s hatred. He wondered how things were now.

The chariot slowed down, following the passing ships into the harbor, submitting to the scrutinizing checks by the guarding cultivators.

Here, the attire of the cultivators had changed, no longer the uniform of the Icy Frost Sect disciples but rather loose, black robes with gold trim on the cuffs and a blood-red auspicious cloud embroidered on the chest, clearly the garb of the Blood Demon Sect.

“Your name.”

“My name is Zhang San.”

“How old are you?”

“I am thirty-two.”

“What’s your cultivation level?”

“Earth Immortal Realm.”

“What are you doing on the island?”

“I heard that the Blood Demon Sect is widely recruiting disciples, so I wanted to try my luck.”

“Just you? Not telling the truth, with impure motives. Guards, seize him and take him away for punishment!”

The above is a conversation between a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect at the port and a middle-aged cultivator dressed in ordinary clothes, who happened to be standing in front of Li Xiaobai. The man answered all questions politely and without fault, but was taken away directly by the Blood Demon Sect disciple. What kind of operation was this? Li Xiaobai was quite puzzled.

Is it not just an inspection? Why are they detaining people?

But the disciple in charge didn’t leave any time for Li Xiaobai to think; it was his turn next, with the same questions.

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Disciple: “Name.”

Li Xiaobai: “Bald Qiang.”

Disciple: “Age.”

Li Xiaobai: “Guess.”

Disciple: “???”

“What’s your cultivation level, and what are you doing on the island?”

“I’m invincible, I came to the island specifically to mess with you!”

Li Xiaobai said nonchalantly while clearing his ears.

“Answer the questions properly, or else you’ll be charged with obstructing official duties!”

“This is the Southern Continent, the port of our Blood Demon Sect. I’ll give you one last chance to confess truthfully, who are you really?”

The disciple’s gaze suddenly turned sharp, staring at Li Xiaobai with malice. The disciple, undoubtedly from the Blood Demon Sect, exuded Blood Qi, with a hint of murderous intent enough to scare a naive youngster, but it didn’t intimidate him.

The subtle influence of the Human Skin Mask on one’s personality was undeniably prominent at this moment. Faced with the disciple’s shout, Li Xiaobai’s eyes were also wide open, staring like a leopard with his copper bell-like eyes, his face seething with fierceness as the scar trembled.

“You got a death wish!”

“I said, you got a death wish!”

“Damn it, a mere gatekeeper dog dares to interrogate your grandpa’s background? Move along, or believe it or not, I’ll knock you out with two punches!”

Li Xiaobai shouted angrily.

“You may pass, go ahead.”

The disciple’s arrogance instantly deflated, vanishing without a trace, as meek as a kitten, not daring to act rashly again.

“That’s it?”

Li Xiaobai scratched his bald head, giving the disciple a fierce look, and walked past him boldly. The other cultivators behind him stared in shock. This was a Blood Demon Sect disciple, and someone dared to talk to him like that — weren’t they afraid of retaliation?

A few breaths later, Li Xiaobai heard faint sounds of “you got a death wish” and the banging of two fists from behind, followed by the angry shouts of a Blood Demon Sect disciple: “Seize him, drag him away!”

It seemed someone was trying to imitate him in hopes of getting through.

But could my handsomeness and nonchalance be something you all could imitate?