Master, Save Me

Chapter 32

"Ah, don't you know that changing your physical form as a cultivator will harm your path? Do you think you can scare me by looking like this?"

Feng Chulai put away his surprise. Having lived for over a hundred years, he had seen this kind of body - altering technique before. It was just that Li Changmeng's technique was more terrifying.

"Spirit - Suppressing Talisman!"

A piece of golden - blue silk cloth magic weapon shot out and enveloped Feng Chulai.

The golden light from Li Changmeng's Hundred - Eyes Supernatural Power continuously bombarded it, but it couldn't break through the protection of the Spirit - Suppressing Talisman.

"Family cultivators really have money."

Li Changmeng looked at the tortoise - shell - like shield formed by the Spirit - Suppressing Talisman. It was a second - grade defensive magic weapon. His supernatural power attacks landed on it like a clay ox entering the sea, making no waves at all.

"You're out of options. Considering how hard you've worked on your cultivation, if you're willing to swear a Heavenly Dao Oath and serve my Feng family, I'll spare your life."

Feng Chulai took a fancy to Li Changmeng's talent.

In his opinion, Li Changmeng was probably less than ten years old.

How incredible! A Foundation - Establishment cultivator at the age of ten?

For those with ordinary talent, at the age of eight, their meridians are fully developed and their souls are mature, so they can start cultivating.

By the age of twenty, reaching the Great Perfection of Qi Refining indicates excellent talent.

Reaching the Great Perfection of Qi Refining at thirty can be called a genius.

Reaching it at forty or fifty can be considered average talent.

And this doesn't even account for Foundation Establishment. Without enough money to get a Foundation - Establishment Pill to protect the heart meridian and dantian, the mortality rate during the breakthrough can reach 90%.

The path to immortality is truly difficult, not just an empty saying.

"Are you even worthy?"

Li Changmeng replied without hesitation. How could a mere Foundation - Establishment cultivator expect him to swear a Heavenly Dao Oath?

There is a Heavenly Dao in this world. Once an oath is sworn, if broken, one will suffer the backlash of the Heavenly Dao and be destroyed both physically and spiritually.

The other party really thought he was a naive newbie cultivator and was trying to deceive him here.

"If you don't accept the toast and insist on the forfeit, since you want to die, I'll grant your wish."

After saying that, Feng Chulai took out a flying sword. With a flick, it turned into a streak of sword light and shot towards Li Changmeng.

The sword light was extremely fast and reached Li Changmeng in the blink of an eye.

Li Changmeng put his Spirit - Connecting Jade Hand in front to block the sword light. Even though the eighteen tentacles protected his whole body, they only slightly slowed down the sword light.

"Three - Lives Body Protection!"

After all, the tentacles were made of flesh and blood. They were a bit inferior when facing the attack of a magic weapon, but they were enough to buy some time for casting spells.

Three souls emerged and formed a protective barrier, blocking the sword light.

However, since these souls were from ordinary people, they were quickly being destroyed by the magic weapon of a Foundation - Establishment cultivator.

"Three - Lives Body Protection!"

Li Changmeng cast the spell again. He had obtained quite a few souls from the previous thousand soldiers, so he wasn't short of materials for casting spells at the moment.

"Using souls as spell materials? What an evil cultivator!"

Feng Chulai saw this and spat out in disdain.

He could tell at a glance that it was a spell using the souls of ordinary people. This was definitely an evil cultivator.

"Sparrow Flame Ignition Technique!"

With the flying sword in the front, Feng Chulai cast another spell.

A sparrow's cry echoed as it rushed towards.

The fire sparrow hit the protection of the Three - Lives Body Protection and made a crisp sound.

The Three - Lives Body Protection couldn't hold on anymore.

Li Changmeng used the Three - Lives Body Protection again, but the speed of its destruction exceeded his expectation.

The combined attack of the spell and the magic weapon was destroying it faster than he could cast the spell.

It seemed that there was still a big gap between him and a late - stage Foundation - Establishment cultivator.

Thinking of this, Li Changmeng stopped struggling. His current means really couldn't deal with Feng Chulai.

At most, he could rely on the reserve of the power of incense to exchange for a large amount of spiritual power to escape.

So...

"Master, save me!"

Li Changmeng whispered, and only Feng Chulai heard this call.

"Master? You have a master?"

Feng Chulai broke out in a cold sweat. If the other party had a master lying in wait, he would have to face an even stronger Foundation - Establishment cultivator.

He was on high alert for a while, but there was no movement.

"You dare to deceive me even when you're about to die. If you had a master, you would have called for help right away, not now."

Realizing that he seemed to have been tricked, Feng Chulai got angry. He had just retracted his flying sword because he was worried about the other party's master making a move, allowing the other party to hold on for a while.

Now, it was time to finish the other party off.

The flying sword shot out and aimed straight at Li Changmeng's forehead.

"Hmm? What's going on?"

The flying sword stopped three feet away from Feng Chulai and couldn't move forward. The sword body trembled violently, as if it was under great pressure.

The next moment, a voice came:

"How dare a mere Foundation - Establishment cultivator harm my disciple?"

As the voice sounded, the pressure from a Core - Formation cultivator descended. The pressure was like carrying a mountain on his back, making Feng Chulai kneel down immediately. He could no longer fly in the air and fell to the ground like a rock.

"What's wrong with the immortal master?"

The soldiers of the Xuanfeng Kingdom saw their invited immortal master kneeling on the ground for no reason and were in a state of panic. They didn't dare to do anything for a moment.

"So it's the disciple of a senior. I accidentally offended. Please forgive me, senior."

Taking advantage of the pressure, Feng Chulai prostrated himself on the ground, completely changing his previous arrogant attitude.

A Core - Formation cultivator was an existence that even his entire Feng family couldn't afford to provoke.

If you, the disciple of a Core - Formation cultivator, want the Xuanfeng Kingdom, you could just say so. There's no need for all this trouble.

Feng Xiaoyan, you've really messed me up!

With his face on the ground, Feng Chulai could only hope that the other party would be in a good mood and spare his life.

"Disciple, what do you want to do?"

Taoist Baiyun sent a voice transmission to Li Changmeng. To Taoist Baiyun, Feng Chulai and his family behind him were just like ants that could be crushed with a single finger.

The gap between the Core - Formation stage and the Foundation - Establishment stage was huge.

It was even bigger than the gap between the Qi - Refining stage and the Foundation - Establishment stage.

"Destroy his cultivation."

Li Changmeng said calmly.

It was easy to kill the other party, but destroying his cultivation could better intimidate the family behind him.

The Xuanfeng Kingdom could also fall into his hands more easily.

By then, if anyone wanted to do something to him, they would have to consider how to face the wrath of a Core - Formation cultivator.

"Then as you wish."

Feng Chulai suddenly let out a scream, with a very complicated expression on his face.

His dantian was in a mess. Unless he had a fourth - grade elixir, there was no way to recover.

But it also meant that he survived.

Even though he lost his cultivation and only had less than ten years of life left, it was still better than dying right away.

"Thank you, senior, for your mercy."

Even though his cultivation was destroyed, he still had to thank the other party. This was the oppression of a high - level cultivator.

The other party's greatest reliance was gone. Now it was time to deal with this army of fifty thousand.

Li Changmeng looked down and saw that the army of fifty thousand was showing signs of dispersing as Feng Chulai fell.

"Sect Protection Army! Follow me and fight!"

Li Changmeng naturally wouldn't let them disperse. Taking this opportunity to wipe them out might be his chance to attain enlightenment.

After the order was given, the Sect Protection Army, who had witnessed Li Changmeng's battle, were already in a state of frenzy.

At this time, smoke came out of Li Changmeng's dantian and was absorbed by the Sect Protection Army below, giving them stronger defensive capabilities.

After doing this, Li Changmeng took the lead and rushed into the army of the Xuanfeng Kingdom. His eighteen tentacles waved up and down, creating a blood - filled mist.