First Immortal of Destiny

Chapter 213: Waiting for the Rabbit

As soon as she made a move,

she took out ten fourth-grade Dragon-Tiger Indifferent Pills worth thousands, and forty to fifty third-grade Spirit Pills.

Zhao Lingyin,

how could she possibly lack powerful artifacts and immortal techniques?

She only lacked time and practical experience, using these top resources to enhance her own strength!

Since she was brought back to the Linjiang Sect and began practicing on the Spirit Gathering Peak by her master Wu Gong, it had only been a mere three years.

To cultivate to the sixth level of the Qi Gathering Realm in three years was already terrifying!

This level of talent was considered top-notch even among the three main peaks, such as the Sunrise Peak, Moonlight Peak, and Starry Sky Peak.

In addition to cultivation, she also studied the path of pill refining!

Where would she find the time to improve her level of immortal techniques and martial arts?

Not to mention actual combat experience!

Therefore, what Zhao Lingyin lacked was not artifacts or immortal techniques.

After a little thought, Shen Mo changed his suggestion: "Why not exchange for more high-level talismans to quickly enhance your own strength!"

Attaining proficiency in techniques required a lot of time for diligent study and practice!

Gaining rich combat experience also required going through numerous battles.

Both were not suitable for Zhao Lingyin.

Or rather, under the current situation of the demonic invasion of the Chiyan Kingdom, there was not enough time.

Only talismans, unlike immortal techniques and martial arts, only needed to be activated by spiritual power to unleash formidable power!

Especially third-grade and higher-level talismans.

They posed a great threat to peak second-level demons!

If all the artifacts on Zhao Lingyin were replaced with talismans of equal value...

Not to mention ten thousand martial demons, even if a few more peak second-level demons came, she could smash them to death with talismans alone.

Of course, the cost would be enormous!

High-level talismans were not only expensive.

Once used this time, they would be gone next time.

Unlike artifacts and immortal techniques, as long as there was enough spiritual power, they could be continuously used to display killing techniques!

Even someone like Zhao Lingyin, who was considered wealthy, couldn't afford to be extravagant enough to use high-level talismans to kill ten thousand martial demons.

Of course, with her wealth,

buying a few fourth-grade talismans, a dozen third-grade talismans, and keeping a fifth-grade talisman as a last resort... there was no problem in terms of financial resources.

It would be enough for her to protect herself from peak second-level martial demons.

Zhao Lingyin usually stayed in the Pill Domain and rarely fought with others.

Therefore, she had not prepared any high-level talismans!

It was not easy to come out this time, but who would have thought that the supposedly safe Tian Shan Grand Ceremony would suddenly be struck by a demonic disaster.

She almost became a delicious meal for the martial demons.

"Okay. When we return to the sect, I will look for suitable high-level talismans."

Zhao Lingyin nodded slightly at Shen Mo's words.

However, she refused to take back the Spirit Pills she had handed to Shen Mo.

"If you are going to fight that demon, you might have to return to Tian Shan to exterminate the demons."

"It's always good to have more pills on hand."

"After we return to the sect, I will ask my master and then refine some Spirit Pills specifically for dealing with martial demons."

Shen Mo had no choice but to put the jade box into his storage bag.

Suddenly, he felt like he had grabbed a big opportunity.

No, he had grabbed Zhao Lingyin's jade leg!

The value of these third-grade Spirit Pills, combined with the previous Dragon-Tiger Indifferent Pills, was worth two top-grade Profound Grade artifacts.

Although he didn't say it out loud, he kept this matter in mind.

When dealing with others,

the most taboo thing was for one party to only take without giving, and the other party to only give without receiving anything in return.

No matter how good the relationship or how intimate...

If this continued for a long time, it would eventually become like strangers, or even become enemies!

"But it's really headache-inducing to think about what to give in return. It seems like Lingyin doesn't lack anything."

Shen Mo was thinking to himself when he suddenly heard Li Zhong's voice.

"Tsk! Tsk tsk!"

"Look at this pair of lovebirds, I'm so envious."

"But alas, I, old Li, am just average-looking and no one pays attention to me..."

"Sister Song, why don't you close your eyes and settle for me as your Dao companion?"

As a result, Song Fang responded with a few palm strikes, causing Li Zhong's head to make a "clang clang" sound.

"Be careful yourself."

Zhao Lingyin furrowed her eyebrows slightly and gave a warning, then stepped on her emerald green jade sword and flew towards Tianshan City ten miles away.

"Senior Li, your mouth really..."

Shen Mo landed next to Li Zhong and the others on his flying sword, shaking his head with a bitter smile.

No wonder he was an elite of the Star Peak, with powerful cultivation, but his friends were from the Tianjian Sect and Yan Yue Gate.

It seemed that the senior brothers and sisters in the peak were all afraid of his mouth!

In the midst of their conversation, a trace of demonic aura leaked out from the cave entrance.

"It's here!"

Shen Mo's spirit was lifted.

As they traveled underground, the Tianmo Wanwu was about half an incense stick behind.

Calculating the time, it should have dug open the collapsed stone passage and caught up to the surface.

The demonic aura became stronger and stronger. After just a few breaths, the demon head still in the deep well seemed to sense that something was wrong and suddenly stopped its movement.

"Kid, I'll spare you for now! Don't fall into my hands in the future..."

A muffled voice came from the bottom of the well!

The formation set up by Song Fang of the Yan Yue Gate had a certain effect of concealing their presence.

The Tianmo Wanwu also sensed that something was wrong, although it didn't know where it came from.

But since it had come, Shen Mo, Li Zhong, and the others naturally wouldn't let it go so easily.

"Sister Song!" Li Zhong shouted.

Song Fang nodded, and the seals in her hand flew, activating the formation that had already been set up.

The embedded spirit stones instantly released rich spiritual energy, then shattered into residue and powder.

Small flags.

Together with the array patterns drawn with golden spiritual liquid.

They all bloomed with various colorful lights, turning into illusory patterns that surrounded the deep well and disappeared into the ground.

Shen Mo could only feel an invisible restraint around him.

Like a prison!

It locked the four of them, including the Tianmo Wanwu, within a space of dozens of zhang.

He calculated that if he recklessly used his methods to break this restriction, it would take at least an hour.

He couldn't help but be surprised.

This formation set up by the disciple of the Yan Yue Gate seemed simple, but its power was astonishing.

Seeing his unusual expression, Li Zhong couldn't help but show off.

"Shen Junior Brother, this formation is Sister Song's masterpiece!"

"Even if the strength is below the third rank, it can still trap them for a long time."

"If it weren't for gathering the resources to set up this formation, she should have reached the eighth or even ninth level of Qi Gathering by now."

"But thanks to this formation, we have killed many peak second rank demonic beasts..."

As he spoke, Li Zhong stomped his foot.

The ground trembled slightly, and then the well passage began to collapse and close!

"You're seeking death!"

The demonic flames lifted the soil and rocks, and the Tianmo Wanwu flew out from underground.

The flying sword in its hand instantly turned into a mountain of swords, directly pressing down on Shen Mo and the others.

"Bold demon! You're still talking nonsense even when death is imminent."

Before Shen Mo could unleash his sword energy, Li Zhong had already swung his fists and smashed towards the mountain of swords.

Only to see a golden iron-like luster appearing on his body, as if he had turned into a humanoid magic treasure.

"The Heavenly Fire Refining Body Technique!" Shen Mo's eyes brightened.

(End of this chapter)