Chapter 103 Taking a step back only makes me angrier

The Red-Blooded Old Turtle was hesitant. He followed the lingering aura of his little brother to investigate the situation.

Before surfacing on the river, being cautious by nature, he observed carefully for a long time and discovered there were no particularly strong Cultivators nearby.

At most, there was just one heavily injured Early Stage Foundation Establishment Human Race Cultivator, likely wounded after fighting that Frog Demon.

Strangely, that Frog Demon had completely vanished without a trace. His corpse seemed to have disappeared into thin air; he couldn't be found anywhere.

Little did he know, the moment the Frog Demon died, Mu An had used [King of Eaters] to eat him. This was to prevent some "sneaky opportunist" from swooping in!

As for the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind? That was simply impossible!

Now, the Frog Demon had already found his 'final resting place'. He had transformed into warm experience points and several types of rewards on the man.

In the end, the Red-Blooded Old Turtle still could not resist the temptation of devouring an Early Stage Foundation Establishment Human Race Cultivator.

Greedy desires made him choose to appear. "The Human Race is a great medicine of heaven and earth, let alone a Human Race with cultivation. If I can devour this Early Stage Foundation Establishment Human Race Cultivator, then my chances of passing the Golden Core Realm Lightning Tribulation will increase by another point!"

Back to the main topic. Facing the whistling bullets, the Red-Blooded Old Turtle sensed the threat immediately.

While surprised in his heart, he immediately activated his innate Divine Ability, [Eight-Layer Tortoise Shell Technique]. His entire body was instantly enveloped in several layers of crimson light.

Dense spiritual energy flowed continuously across the octagonal shapes that resembled a tortoise shell. This Divine Ability had no offensive capabilities; its effects were entirely focused on defense.

Like layers upon layers of lotus flowers, each layer possessed extremely strong defensive power; the further in one went, the stronger the effect became.

When attacked, it could also weaken the power of the enemy's Move and quickly distribute it evenly across all the tortoise shells.

Never mind Cultivators with lower cultivation than him, even those of the same rank, or even Cultivators with higher cultivation than him, might not necessarily be able to break through it for a while.

This was also the source of the Red-Blooded Old Turtle's confidence in surviving the Golden Core Realm Lightning Tribulation!

However, to his shock, that object, which looked no larger than a grain of rice, passed through without almost any resistance the moment it touched the 'tortoise shell'. It even pierced through all eight layers in succession, shooting directly into his main body!

The Red-Blooded Old Turtle was completely dumbfounded. His pride and joy, the [Eight-Layer Tortoise Shell Technique], seemed like a mere formality, failing to provide any defensive effect at all.

"This... how is this possible?!"

There was no time for too much shock; more bullets arrived in succession. Just like the first one, they sprang up like bamboo shoots after rain, scrambling to pass through all eight layers of the tortoise shell 'without injury'.

Intense pain instantly tore at the Red-Blooded Old Turtle's consciousness. As a Great Demon who had lived in the cultivation world for several hundred years, he experienced for the first time the 'hail of bullets' unique to modern society. It was free, no charge. Well, it just cost his life!

"A moving giant target, anyone would say it's very easy to hit!" Renée muttered while shooting.

The three of them, Mu An included, had a great time satisfying their 'shooting addiction'. It was just a pity that the magic desert eagle could only instantly kill entities below level 200 (Foundation Establishment Realm).

For a Half-step Golden Core Realm entity like the Red-Blooded Old Turtle, which was just stuck in the middle, he could not achieve an instant kill. But the 'armor-piercing' effect inherent in the bullets was enough to make the opponent suffer.

In pain, the Red-Blooded Old Turtle flipped over and hid in the river water, temporarily avoiding the risk of being shot further. Clusters of gradually spreading crimson blood were left on the river surface, attracting countless fish to fight over it.

"Is this old geezer already unable to play along?" Mu An finished shooting, feeling unsatisfied.

Just as Renée said, there aren't many living targets that one can shoot to their heart's content on a daily basis. This time, the Red-Blooded Old Turtle was fortunate enough to become the three's practice object.

Seeing these young people in this state, Elder Ling didn't know what to say. He really wanted to say: You, as 'Mortals' without spiritual energy, just forced back a Half-step Golden Core Realm Great Demon! This is an incredibly exaggerated achievement. Are you still not satisfied?

You must know that a Great Demon of this level would be a terrifying disaster if placed in any large city. The slaughter of a city is not a distant legend, but something that really happens!

"So, are we going back now, or...?" Xiao Qingzhu also couldn't make up her mind.

Normally speaking, this was already the best outcome. If a Half-step Golden Core Realm Great Demon really wanted to leave, perhaps no one could keep him. As for killing him, she dared not even think about it.

Elder Ling had just 'led by example', serving as a case that almost ended in disaster. Under the same Realm, it is almost difficult for Human Race Cultivators to kill a Great Demon.

Thinking about it this way, if one wants to kill this Great Demon, perhaps a Golden Core Realm expert would need to come to ensure victory?

But the world is vast, how many Golden Core Realm experts are there? The only Golden Core Realm expert Xiao Qingzhu knew of was still by her Imperial Father's side.

They needed to protect the safety of Your Majesty on a daily basis and could not possibly leave the Imperial Palace. It was even more impossible for them to come specifically to this remote town to deal with this Half-step Golden Core Realm Great Demon!

"According to the unofficial Moore's Law, the older the geezer, the pettier they are." "That Great Demon is holding back a burst of energy, preparing to find a place to unleash it!" Mu An said casually.

The duck is already at the mouth, how can one let him fly away? In his view, this Red-Blooded Old Turtle must die today!

If an Early Stage Foundation Establishment Frog Demon could drop such rich rewards, what kind of rewards would the stronger Red-Blooded Old Turtle drop? Regarding this, Mu An was very expectant.

"Wait, I want to know what the unofficial... Moore's Law is?" Xiao Qingzhu was completely confused.

Although she didn't understand what this meant specifically, she knew this was Mu An's 'hometown dialect'. During their time together, she had also become accustomed to this man occasionally blurting out nouns she couldn't understand.

"You know the Pythagorean theorem, right? I mentioned it to you last time."

"Oh, I am clear about this one. It's 'gou three, gu four, xian five'; the sum of the squares of the two right-angle sides of a right-angled triangle equals the square of the hypotenuse!" the young girl recalled earnestly.

But just as she finished speaking, Mu An chimed in. "Mhm, well said, but it has nothing to do with that."

Xiao Qingzhu: ? No, if it has nothing to do with this Pythagorean theorem, why bring it up? Purely for... fun?

While Mu An and the others were chatting, the river surface erupted with waves again. As the saying goes, taking a step back opens up the sky and sea.

But after being injured, the more the Red-Blooded Old Turtle thought about it, the angrier he got. A majestic Half-step Golden Core Realm Great Demon had actually been forced back by a few Mortals without spiritual energy. If this got out, could he still continue to be the 'River God'?

Furthermore, he had keenly observed that the special Magical Artifact that could hurt him was a 'consumable'. In other words, once that thing was exhausted, it would be his turn to dominate.

At that time, he would definitely let those Mortals who hurt him know what cruelty meant. He must pull their tendons and peel their bones, torturing them night after night!