34: Chapter 34

Ma Teng felt a burst of fear, gritted his teeth, and resolved, “Fine, fifty percent it is.”

“Ninth Elder, please make a move and help me take down this little bastard!”

Daoist Ling Xu smiled slightly and said, “Excellent, rest assured! You won't regret this deal.”

As he spoke!

Daoist Ling Xu pulled several Yellow Paper Talismans from his sleeve.

He flicked his fingers, and the Yellow Paper Talismans floated in mid-air like living things. With a tap of his finger, three Talismans simultaneously burst into flames, instantly turning into Blue Light Streaks that shot toward the dark-skinned youth.

Li Pingan let out a low shout from his throat, planted his feet firmly on the ground, twisted his waist and abdomen, forcibly avoiding the Blue Light Streak aimed at his face, while simultaneously whipping out his left arm like an iron flail, striking the Talisman wrapping around his leg with a sound of rushing wind.

“Clap!”

With a crisp sound, the Talisman was struck by the palm wind, but instead of shattering as expected, it erupted in a cloud of White Mist, instantly enveloping his lower body.

“How could a brat like you destroy this Talisman of mine?” Daoist Ling Xu chuckled.

He took out two more Talismans and slapped them onto the ground. The yellow paper expanded upon contact, transforming into two ten-foot-tall Paper-Mache Vajras, holding Paper Hammers and smashing toward Li Pingan in the mist with strong gusts of wind.

A muffled sound came from within the White Mist.

Li Pingan clenched his right hand into a fist and forcibly received the strike.

“Bang!”

The Paper Hammer, imbued with the Talisman's spiritual power, smashed onto his fist.

Li Pingan's entire arm instantly went numb from the shock, and the bluestone slabs beneath his feet cracked into spiderweb patterns, yet his fist, cast like iron, remained firmly embedded in the front of the Paper Hammer.

The seemingly hard surface of the Paper-Mache Hammer was actually wrinkled by the force of the punch, and the surface Runes dimmed like scattered pearls.

“Again!” Li Pingan shouted.

His Battle Intent grew increasingly high-spirited!

Daoist Ling Xu's pupils contracted slightly. He hadn't expected this Martial Artist to be so fierce, and his arranged killing move was broken so easily.

Just as he was momentarily distracted, Li Pingan's right fist suddenly exerted force. As his knuckles shifted, he twisted upward along the curve of the Paper Hammer!

A crisp sound like tearing silk rang out.

The arm of the ten-foot-tall Paper Vajra was snapped off by this skillful force, and fragments of yellow paper mixed with dissipating spiritual power drifted down.

Daoist Ling Xu's face was filled with distress; he had spent a great deal of effort to acquire these Yellow Paper Talismans.

Ma Teng watched from the side, trembling with fear!

Above the Ma Residence, a graceful figure in a snow-white dress was looking down.

She blinked her beautiful eyes, slightly surprised.

“As expected of the Sect Master's Personal Disciple, this Martial Artist's physique is truly remarkable.”

“To be so young and yet able to make a Foundation Establishment Third Layer expert struggle to parry. It seems This Palace does not need to intervene.”

Inside the Ma Residence below!

The battle continued. After the two Paper-Mache Vajras were smashed, Daoist Ling Xu could only constantly choose to maneuver around Li Pingan.

He never expected that he, a dignified Foundation Establishment Third Layer expert, would now be suppressed everywhere by a Martial Artist.

This made Daoist Ling Xu feel deeply frustrated.

Boom!

Li Pingan scattered a Fire Snake conjured by a Talisman with one punch, then flashed forward, heading straight for Daoist Ling Xu's face.

Daoist Ling Xu's pupils contracted. In haste, he threw out a Golden Light Talisman, which transformed into a half-inch thick Golden Shield blocking his front.

“Peng!”

Shattered by a single punch!

Although Li Pingan had just achieved a Breakthrough to the Martial Dao Second Layer.

Which only corresponds to the Foundation Establishment First Layer Cultivator Realm.

He possesses the Heaven-Loathing Divine Body, a talent seen once in ten thousand miles, and is a natural Martial Dao Prodigy. Furthermore, the God-tier Cultivation Technique he Cultivates is the Divine Profound Mountain Shaking Art.

Dealing with an ordinary Foundation Establishment Third Layer Cultivator was simply effortless.

In an instant!

The moment the Golden Shield shattered, Li Pingan vanished from his spot.

Daoist Ling Xu looked around anxiously, sensing a strong feeling of danger approaching from above.

Just as he raised his head, he saw a Whip Kick descending toward him with unstoppable might.

The strike was as fast as lightning. Daoist Ling Xu was half a step too late when he tried to pull out another Talisman.

With a “crack” of breaking bone, he groaned and flew backward, slamming into the Rock Wall, a sweet metallic taste rising in his throat.

Ma Teng was so terrified by this sight that he fell to the ground, a warm sensation spreading through his crotch. At this moment, his heart was filled with fear and regret. He didn't regret killing the Li Couple, the Kiln Workers; he only regretted not eliminating this little brat at the same time.

“Fellow Daoist, I will no longer interfere in this matter. Please forgive any previous offense.” Daoist Ling Xu was unwilling to continue fighting. Although he had more tricks up his sleeve, Ma Family's fifty percent reward was absolutely not worth him emptying his entire savings.

Li Pingan's voice was cold: “Whoever stops me from taking revenge, I will kill!” He walked toward Daoist Ling Xu step by step, his pace resolute.

“Good, good, good. It seems Fellow Daoist means there's no room for discussion?” Daoist Ling Xu wiped the corner of his mouth and pulled a Cyan Talisman from his robe.

The material and Cinnabar used for this Talisman were different from the ones used before; they were far superior.

It was Daoist Ling Xu's final trump card, one he would never take out unless absolutely necessary.

After all, Talismans are consumables. Use one, and you have one less!

“I originally didn't want to use this.” Daoist Ling Xu pressed his finger on the Talisman, his voice tinged with regretful pain, but more so with ferocity. “This 'Cyan Fiend Talisman' is a treasure I refined for forty-nine days using the corpses of three Foundation Establishment Cultivators. Dying by its hand is no loss for you.”

As his voice fell, he violently bit the tip of his tongue, spitting a mouthful of Essence Blood onto the Talisman.

The Cyan Talisman instantly lit up. Dark red Runes moved like live venomous snakes, leaving trails of burning bloodstains. A large volume of Gray Mist, mixed with rot and gore, billowed out, causing a feeling of nausea and physical discomfort.

As the Gray Mist churned, a black shadow suddenly shot up from it, reaching thirty feet tall.

It was actually a disheveled Vicious Ghost, with two scarlet eyeballs embedded in its rotting face, exposed fangs, and ten fingers glowing eerily like iron hooks.

This was precisely the essence refined by the Cyan Fiend Talisman, concentrating the spiritual power of three Cultivator corpses, genuinely possessing the fierce might of the Foundation Establishment Fifth Layer.

“Roar!”

The Vicious Ghost let out an inhuman roar, and several claw afterimages instantly shot out from the black Qi, heading directly for Li Pingan's heart.

Li Pingan continuously shifted his feet, his body moving and twisting like willow catkins in the wind. While avoiding the sharp claws, he clenched both fists, his Vital Energy and Blood surging around him, and his skin took on a faint golden sheen.

In an instant!

The man and the ghost moved faster than afterimages, exchanging dozens of blows in the blink of an eye!

Daoist Ling Xu 'tsk'ed upon seeing this, “Let's see how long you can last.”

This was his ultimate Talisman. Since he had already used it, he absolutely had to gain something today.

He glanced at Ma Teng hiding nearby and said, “I've changed my mind. You must hand over all your family assets to save your life.”

Ma Teng froze for a moment, not daring to show the slightest displeasure on his face. He said bitterly, “Ninth Elder, this... isn't that appropriate, is it? Isn't that appetite a bit too large!”

Daoist Ling Xu's face darkened, and he glared at Ma Teng: “A large appetite? Is fighting worth more than your little life?”

“I pulled out my ultimate trump card just to help you kill this little thing.”

Ma Teng was unwilling. If he truly handed over the family assets he had accumulated his whole life, how was that different from dying?

“But... if that's the case, this humble one won't even have a place to go.”

Daoist Ling Xu extended his withered palm and clenched the air.

Ma Teng immediately grabbed his neck tightly. He was lifted by an immense force, his face turned red, and his feet kicked the air frantically.

Seeing that the other party was about to suffocate, Daoist Ling Xu finally released his grip and said coldly, “I am not negotiating with you.”

Ma Teng lay on the ground, gasping for breath: “Yes, yes, yes, this humble one understands. I will proceed according to Immortal Master's wishes.” He cursed internally but spoke with humble flattery.

Daoist Ling Xu finally showed a trace of a smile, “Don't worry, afterward I won't have much time to manage your family assets; I'll still need you to look after them for me.”