Longevity Begins With Zongmen Handyman

Chapter 65: Great Harvest

The sudden fluctuation of the formation startled the dozen or so demonic cultivators who were engrossed in dividing the spoils.

"This... is a second-tier formation?!"

"Who set up a second-tier formation here?!"

"There's an ambush!"

The leader, a peak Qi Refining expert, stood up with a look of shock and anger in his eyes.

The killing power of the second-tier formation surged from all directions like a tide.

"Block it—"

The leading demonic cultivator shouted, and the dozen or so cultivators around him immediately took action. Runes and magical treasures lit up one after another.

However, in the face of the second-tier formation, these Qi Refining stage cultivators were completely unable to withstand it, and screams of agony rang out one after another.

In just a moment, all these cultivators fell to the ground, seemingly dead.

But the formation continued to activate, attacking the bodies of the few individuals.

"Damn, is this necessary?!"

The leader of the peak Qi Refining cultivators suddenly bounced up. His eyes were filled with extreme anger. He had used a precious treasure to block the previous attack, intending to wait for the person behind the scenes to appear before launching a sneak attack.

He didn't expect the other party to be so cautious, repeatedly attacking the corpses.

Unable to bear it any longer, he suddenly threw out a talisman—

A second-tier breaking prohibition talisman!

Instantly, the stability of the second-tier formation became somewhat shaky, and a corner was torn apart.

The demonic cultivator rushed out of the formation!

But what awaited him was an exploding talisman.

Boom!

A huge shockwave swept through, causing the ground to tremble. The demonic cultivator was locked in by the shockwave and filled with fear. He quickly activated a second-tier mystic shield talisman and the protective magical treasure on his body also emitted a bright light—

The demonic cultivator took several steps back, his face pale. Even though he had used two second-tier talismans in a row, he was barely holding on and quickly turned to escape.

But before he could, the second exploding talisman detonated—

"Not good!"

The demonic cultivator's face changed drastically. He no longer had any second-tier talismans in his hand, so he could only forcefully withstand the power of the second-tier exploding talisman.

As the shockwave swept through, his clothes shattered, revealing a brass shoulder guard that had already cracked—

But the demonic cultivator felt a cold sensation in his chest.

He looked down and saw a dagger with a deep blue blade piercing his chest!

The poison quickly took effect.

"Who... is it..."

The demonic cultivator's heart turned cold. He sensed his own impending death but instinctively scanned his surroundings, trying to find the person hiding in the shadows.

But in his eyes, a glimmer of light suddenly lit up—

Dozens of high-grade first-tier fire talismans rained down on him like flower petals.

"Damn it—"

The demonic cultivator cursed out loud. His state of mind was on the verge of collapse. Who the hell was this person, using runes as if they were worthless?

What was even more infuriating was that he didn't even get to see the killer before he died!

He didn't even get a single glance...

Boom!

The flames descended, and the power of the dozen or so fire talismans was something his remaining magical treasures couldn't withstand. His body burned fiercely and quickly turned into a charred skeleton.

The river water lapped against the shore, and the night was as quiet as death.

The second-tier formation continued to activate, repeatedly attacking the other fallen demonic cultivators. It whipped their bodies a dozen times before finally stopping.

In a clump of grass by the riverbank, a muddy figure suddenly stood up.

His eyes were burning as he quickly approached, collecting all the scattered storage bags in the field.

While tidying up the storage bags, he scanned with his divine sense.

With divine sense, he could clearly examine everything in each storage bag. Some items in the demonic cultivators' storage bags were marked, as were several items in the storage bags of the disciples of Xuan Yang Sect.

This was normal. Whether it was demonic cultivators or disciples of Xuan Yang Sect, if they had some background or connections, they would leave behind these things to prevent them from rebelling or being tracked after being killed.

He threw all the marked items into the surging river, then Li An threw out a bunch of fire talismans, burning all the bodies in the field.

He also completely destroyed the second-tier formation he had set up, to prevent it from being discovered.

After completing all this, he stopped by a bound man.

This man was none other than Chen Cheng!

Chen Cheng broke through the magic cultivators' formation using a broken prohibition talisman, and killed several magic cultivators, causing their plans to suffer a major setback.

Therefore, these magic cultivators decided to keep him alive and slowly torture him to death!

He was severely injured and unconscious, and did not wake up.

Li An was very calm, with a swift movement of his hand, Chen Cheng's neck was already severed. He casually used a fire talisman, gradually burning his corpse.

"This karmic cycle ends here. From now on, Li will no longer seek revenge against your wife and daughter--"

After speaking, Li An quickly turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

...

Leaving from the Masha Ferry, Li An retreated according to the pre-planned route, washed his body at a mountain stream, changed into new clothes, and changed his appearance to that of a rough man.

He avoided all the places where he might encounter magic cultivators and quickly headed towards the Cuiyue Valley.

...

Seven days later.

Li An finally entered the Cuiyue Valley and closed the second-level formation in the valley, finally feeling relieved.

Finally, he could relax!

He immediately took out a large number of storage bags from his body.

For convenience and space utilization, he concentrated all the supplies into about ten storage bags.

One by one, Li An felt extremely excited.

He had made a fortune, this harvest was enormous!

There were over 14,000 pieces of low-grade spirit stones just from the disciples of the Xuan Yang Sect who were killed, and an additional 26 pieces of medium-grade spirit stones!

One medium-grade spirit stone was equivalent to one hundred low-grade spirit stones.

So, he had gained the equivalent of 17,000 low-grade spirit stones.

In addition, the runes, magic treasures, elixirs, materials, and more in the hands of these people were of considerable value, totaling no less than 10,000 spirit stones.

Especially, in the storage bag of that Qi Refining peak magic cultivator, Li An even found two exploding talismans and one freezing talisman!

This made Li An break out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, he didn't reveal himself from beginning to end during the battle, otherwise, if he had used two exploding talismans and one freezing talisman, it would have been unknown who would have died.

"No safety is absolute, absolute safety is not safe!"

He whispered again. In this life-and-death struggle, he must ensure his own safety before taking action as much as possible.

At the same time, he reminded himself in his heart that even though he had gained a lot today, he couldn't lose his mind because of it.

After tasting the sweetness, it's easy to embark on the path of a robber cultivator.

Li An didn't like that path, nor was it suitable for him. Killing and fighting were too risky.

He still adhered to his principles: unless absolutely necessary and with absolute certainty, he wouldn't take action. He couldn't be as reckless as those robber cultivators who licked blood off their blades.

In addition to this harvest, he also brought out resources such as talisman scripts worth over 2,000 spirit stones from the Qingyang Market, as well as four sets of advanced formation materials.

He focused and classified the various resources.

First, there were five magic treasures for his own use: a pair of arm guards, a pair of cloud boots, a flaming sword, an obsidian shield, and a sleeve crossbow, all of which were top-grade first-level.

These things could arm Li An from head to toe.

In addition, there was a brand new high-grade brush, a pile of materials for making second-level talisman scripts, as well as two exploding talismans and one freezing talisman.

Four sets of advanced formation materials.

A bottle of Yuan Ling Pill, two bottles of Revitalizing Pill.

And three second-grade spirit herbs!

What made Li An regretful was that out of these three second-grade spirit herbs, only one could be used as an auxiliary material for Foundation Building Pills, while the other two could only be kept as strategic resources for now.

The rest of the things were either duplicates or of lower quality, not very useful to Li An at the moment.

He would slowly find opportunities to sell them in the future.

Outside, the morning light had already shone in, and Li An stood up and stretched lazily.

Just taking inventory took him the whole night!

...

At this moment.

By the riverside of the Liuyang River Market.

"What's going on!?"

The Foundation Building stage magic cultivator went crazy!

Everyone was gone, and all that remained at the scene were some charred bones and ashes, obviously someone had killed them and destroyed the bodies.

"Who, who the hell did this!?"

He was so angry that he spat blood. Who the hell dared to eat the magic cult?

...

(End of this chapter)