I Cultivate Immortality With Scientific Thinking

Chapter 42: Confrontation

The evening breeze blew, carrying a faint smell of blood.

At this moment, in the center of the explosion, within a charred hole, came a cough.

A figure covered in black struggled to stand up.

His body was covered in burnt marks, with fragments embedded in various parts, and even the surface of his chest was blown open, revealing white bones.

But what was astonishing was that despite such severe injuries, he not only did not die, but his entire being was continuously recovering.

"Phew, that was close..." Zhang Hao's face showed a sense of relief after surviving a disaster.

When he detonated the Foundation Building Stage Spirit Weapon, he decisively took out the remaining two defensive Spirit Weapons on his body to protect his chest, and fully activated the Rank Two talisman [Mysterious Turtle Armor] obtained from exploring the ruins. This was how he managed to survive the explosion.

He also consumed several [Hundred Herb Revival Pills] to aid in his recovery.

After catching his breath for a while, Zhang Hao suppressed his internal injuries and looked towards the pit, his gaze becoming increasingly fierce.

In the recent battle that pushed him to the brink of death, it wasn't the burly man who broke through all his defenses with a single strike, nor was it the assassin lurking in the shadows, constantly seeking a fatal blow. It was the beautiful woman playing the flute.

The interference of her spiritual sound on his consciousness rendered him unable to use any of his countless methods, and he even came close to death.

You see, he had consumed multiple [Soul Nurturing Pills], and in terms of spiritual power, he was considered outstanding among his peers. Yet, even so, he was affected by the spiritual sound and lost his focus for a moment.

And in the battlefield, a momentary loss of focus could be fatal.

"I must kill this woman!" Zhang Hao firmly made up his mind.

If he let her escape this time and she continued to participate in hunting him down after recovering, that would be a big problem.

With this thought in mind, Zhang Hao once again took out a stack of talismans from his storage bag. He was wary of Lin Chen's mysterious techniques, so he decided not to engage in close combat but to rely on his own wealth to crush her.

Then, he jumped out of the pit, ready to make a move, but suddenly froze.

Because in front of him was a cultivator dressed in black, and at his feet lay a half-dead body.

"This... is that sound cultivator beauty?" Zhang Hao's gaze was filled with doubt.

The person who caused him so much trouble ended up dying silently like this?

Who was the one who attacked?

"Wait, black clothes, body size... is it that guy who ignores attacks and teleports? Damn it, why are these people who appear later more and more mysterious?!" Zhang Hao's face changed, obviously recognizing Lin Chen.

And Lin Chen also recognized Zhang Hao.

"Indeed, it's him..." Lin Chen sighed softly.

His guess was correct.

He had fought against Zhang Hao in the outer sect competition, so he naturally had some impression of him.

However, to leave an impression in Lin Chen's mind, which was filled with various research topics, meant that the person had something unique about them.

And what left a deep impression on Lin Chen about Zhang Hao was: he was extremely wealthy.

When Lin Chen was selling fake Spirit Weapons in bulk, he was surprised to see the other party take out hundreds of talismans and several Spirit Weapons during the grand competition, using their wealth to overpower their opponents.

If it weren't for Lin Chen's extraordinary magic skills and strong combat awareness, he wouldn't have been able to defeat him without going all out.

But even so, it still took a lot of effort on his part.

"At that time, I was focused on speculating and researching the [Non-Toxic Qi Pill], so I didn't think much about it. But now, looking back, there were indeed many doubts..."

"A cultivator with no background and a waste spiritual root, where did he get so many talismans and Spirit Weapons? He even took out several Rank Two items in a row. I heard that he is also an alchemist who requires a large amount of spirit stones to become one... Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, a flash of insight came to Lin Chen's mind, and his gaze towards Zhang Hao became even stranger.

An alchemist with abundant wealth and numerous means, and also a waste spiritual root in the Five Elements with no background... Why does this sound so familiar?

In his previous life, he had read many cultivation novels, and often, there was only one type of person with these characteristics, the protagonist with great luck, also known as the protagonist of the era!

"The anomalies in this auction, the mysterious situation of the two sects, and if I hadn't appeared as a transmigrator, all the storage bags of the cultivators present would have..."

The more Lin Chen thought about it, the more likely it seemed. If his guess was correct, the other party most likely possessed something similar to an immortal mansion or a jade bottle, an Immortal Weapon that could ripen Spirit Medicine!

At this thought, a strong killing intent surged in Lin Chen's heart. Who wouldn't want something like an Immortal Weapon that could change their destiny?

However, Lin Chen ultimately restrained himself with reason.

He knew that he was a transmigrator, and perhaps he could neutralize the influence of the protagonist's luck, but it didn't mean he could kill the other party, even if the other party was in a weak state and the situation was unfavorable.

After all, these lucky individuals were the most difficult to kill, even in the technological world of his previous life, there were cases to prove it.

For example, at the end of the Western Han Dynasty, there was the Great Demon Mentor Liu Xiu, who, surrounded by tens of thousands of troops and in a desperate situation, used a single Great Meteor Technique to defeat Wang Mang, who was suspected to be a transmigrator.

Although Lin Chen believed that he would eventually become an immortal in the future, he was currently only a Qi Refining Stage cultivator and couldn't withstand the legendary Great Meteor Technique!

While Lin Chen was concerned about the mysterious luck, Zhang Hao was also wary of him.

Setting aside his own weakened state, just standing there made him feel immense pressure.

The unpredictable methods of the other party, as well as the hidden but ever-present aura lock-on, gave him the feeling of facing Senior Brother Lin, who was extremely skilled in the ordinary Spirit Communication Technique, during the outer sect competition.

Both sides had their concerns and didn't dare to act rashly, causing the scene to fall into silence for a while.

"I can share the Foundation Building secret technique with you," Zhang Hao finally spoke up after a while.

He knew that this was not advantageous in negotiations, but there was no other way. Cultivators from other areas would soon arrive, and by then, Lin Chen could easily escape, but he couldn't. Therefore, he had to compromise.

He hoped to offer some benefits in order to make the other party leave.

"I don't need that."

"Huh?!" Zhang Hao's pupils contracted.

This secret technique had caused so much conflict and resulted in the deaths of many cultivators because it could increase the probability of Foundation Building and could also stack with the probability increase of pill refinement. It was considered invaluable, but the other party didn't care?

"Then what do you want?" Zhang Hao asked with a serious expression.

"Advanced cultivation techniques and high-grade treasures." The evening breeze diluted the lingering smell of burnt flesh in the air as Lin Chen stood under the dim moonlight and responded.

(End of this chapter)