Longevity: From Being Pushed By The Witch

"Shall we take action?"

"Wait a little longer!"

In the bushes, several demonic cultivators crawled on the ground, glaring at the people in the merchant group.

"Let's wait until they are ready to leave and completely let their guard down before we take action."

The leader spoke in a deep voice.

He glanced at the companion beside him and said,

"Have you investigated the situation thoroughly?"

"We have investigated thoroughly. Those seven or eight cultivators are all from a small faction called the Wild Wolf Gang in Pingyang City. They have been present in several merchant groups we encountered before."

"Except for the couple in the lead who are in the late Foundation Building stage, the rest are in the mid Foundation Building stage and are not worth worrying about."

The leader of the demonic cultivators nodded, then said,

"I will take care of the two in the late Foundation Building stage later, and the rest will be handled by you."

"Do not kill the people in the merchant group. Just injure them and subdue them. As for the Wild Wolf Gang... keep the woman and kill all the men!"

"Alright!"

The group of demonic cultivators smiled knowingly, their faces showing a hint of ferocity.

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"Everyone, get ready to set off!"

Seeing that it was almost time, Zhuang Bi began to command everyone to prepare to leave.

He provocatively glanced in the direction of the carriage, then turned to Yan Qianqian beside him and said,

"Being a guard relies on experience and intelligence. Either you understand or you don't. Pretending to understand when you don't will only make people look down on you!"

"Sister apprentice, in the future, you should have less contact with him."

"Senior brother... I think Ji Boying is also considering our safety. After all... there are often demonic cultivators in the Wild Boar Forest. It's not wrong to be cautious."

Yan Qianqian pouted and said softly.

Seeing his junior apprentice speaking up for Ji Boying, Zhuang Bi felt as if he had just eaten a fly that had just flown out of a pit latrine, his face turning dark.

Just as he was about to reprimand his junior apprentice, a rustling sound suddenly came from the grass beside the road.

After years of practice, coupled with two and a half years of practical training, Zhuang Bi was always particularly attentive to any movement.

Upon hearing the rustling sound from the grass, he immediately tightened his guard.

Sure enough...

Just as he focused his gaze on the grass, a figure suddenly darted out.

"There's a demonic cultivator!"

Zhuang Bi immediately roared, drew his sword, and rushed towards the figure.

The opponent was somewhat surprised by Zhuang Bi's quick reaction.

However... that was all!

Clang!

A crisp sound of metal clashing echoed in the jungle, followed by waves of spiritual energy spreading to the surroundings.

Almost at the same time, people rushed out from all directions.

Fortunately, with Zhuang Bi's warning, the members of the Wild Wolf Gang were already prepared for defense against these sudden attackers.

However...

Even so, two of their henchmen were still injured by these demonic cultivators.

Boom!

At this moment, a muffled sound came, and Zhuang Bi, who had just rushed out, was sent flying and crashed heavily into a tree nearby, which was thicker than a person's waist.

The tremendous force left a dent in the tree trunk, and countless green and yellow leaves fell from it.

Zhuang Bi coughed heavily, one hand supporting his sword, the other hand covering his chest, and said incredulously,

"Foundation Building stage!"

The demonic cultivator sneered and leisurely said,

"To be able to comprehend sword qi, you do have some ability. If I hadn't successfully reached the Foundation Building stage a few days ago, it might not have been certain that you would be my opponent."

"But now... even if you comprehend sword qi, so what?"

As he spoke, he raised his sword, preparing to kill Zhuang Bi on the spot.

"Senior Brother!"

Yan Qianqian saw the demonic cultivator make a move again and couldn't care less whether she was a match for him. She rushed forward with her sword.

However...

The faster she charged, the faster she flew.

With just one clash, the demonic cultivator sent her flying, sword slipping from her hand.

Not only that, she herself was sent flying and crashed heavily onto the ground.

The demonic cultivator glanced at Yan Qianqian, licked his dry lips, and grinned.

"Little beauty, don't worry. Grandpa will have plenty of time to deal with you later!"

After saying that, he continued walking towards Zhuang Bi.

Among the members of the Wild Wolf Gang, Zhuang Bi was the strongest, not only reaching the late Qi Refining stage but also comprehending sword qi.

Only by dealing with him could the situation be completely stabilized.

"Senior Brother!"

Yan Qianqian still wanted to struggle and save Zhuang Bi, but unfortunately, the previous demonic cultivator had been too ruthless. Her spiritual energy was now completely chaotic, and she couldn't even manage to stand up.

Why did it turn out like this?

Watching the demonic cultivator getting closer and closer, Zhuang Bi's eyes were filled with rage. Blood oozed from his tightly clenched fists.

Clearly, he had comprehended sword qi and his strength had greatly increased. Even if it was an ordinary peak Qi Refining cultivator, they wouldn't be his match.

Clearly, among this group of demonic cultivators in the Wild Boar Forest, the strongest was only in the late Qi Refining stage, while the rest were just a mob, not worth mentioning.

But why? Why did it still end up like this?

"Kid, go to hell!"

The demonic cultivator sneered, then raised his large sword, ready to end Zhuang Bi's life.

Zhuang Bi watched this scene, his heart already ice-cold.

Finally... is death upon me?

"Sir, could you spare his life?"

Just as Zhuang Bi closed his eyes, preparing to embrace death, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

Zhuang Bi and the demonic cultivator almost simultaneously looked in the direction of the voice.

They saw Ji Boying, dressed in a green robe, who knows when he had stepped out of the carriage.

The demonic cultivator furrowed his brows slightly, his eyes filled with a hint of killing intent.

Mid Qi Refining stage?

"Don't misunderstand."

Perhaps sensing the demonic cultivator's hostility, Ji Boying smiled and took out a bag of spirit stones from his pocket.

"What I mean is... can I buy their lives with money?"

"Ten mid-grade spirit stones per person. Including the caravan and myself, there are a total of twenty-three people here. I'll give you two hundred and fifty spirit stones. As for the extra twenty spirit stones, consider it as payment for the trouble of running around for my brothers."

"How about it? Isn't this price fair? After all, even if you rob the caravan, you might not earn this much."

"Are you joking with me?!"

The demonic cultivator narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice cold and gloomy.

"I dare not."

Ji Boying chuckled.

"I, Ji Boying, have never been fond of fighting. I prefer resolving conflicts. If today's matter can be resolved peacefully, I would be extremely grateful."

"Furthermore..."

Ji Boying paused and continued.

"If you were to kill all the members of the Wild Wolf Gang today, not to mention whether it would attract the siege of many forces in the main city..."

"Just the passing merchants alone would stop transporting goods out of fear."

"I believe... you wouldn't want to see this official road devoid of merchants, would you?"