Chapter 382 - 312
Chapter 382 of "Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming" introduces: The person had already run to their front, and the blades that came at them... Read on to discover!
The person had already run to their front, and the blades that came at them head-on carved wounds upon their bodies.
Bloodstains began to appear on their clothes; however, their faces were left unscathed.
It wasnât that they only protected their faces, but rather the Taoist didnât want to damage the faces of these male and female puppets.
After capturing them to make into puppets, despite their striking appearance, the Taoist wanted to transform them into the likeness of young boys and girls.
Using his demon arts, he could turn these two into puppets, even making them revert from adults back to children.
Of course, it wasnât that he had such formidable skills to literally transform an adult into a child.
It was about killing them, capturing their souls, and placing them into the robotic bodies of his puppets.
If possible, he would also erase their memories, creating puppets that were capable but thoughtless, completely under his command.
He also coveted Ding Lingâs beautiful body, thinking that having this beauty as his cauldron wouldnât be too bad.
As the Taoist thought so, his eyes filled with evil, he scrutinized Ding Ling from top to bottom, growing fonder the more he looked.
At this critical moment, Ding Ling felt the adversaryâs malicious gaze; such despicable sneak attacks, tracking, and assassination attempts made it clear this man was no good.
âHaha, just surrender quietly.
If you surrender, Iâll spare your lives.
Young lady, did you hear what this humble Taoist said?â
âDream on!
You old geezer, Iâd rather die than surrender,â Mo Wen said fiercely, his skin wounded by the cuts.
These were merely superficial wounds, making it clear that their current opponent was toying with them.
If he truly wanted to kill them, he could chop off their limbs or behead them, turning them into minced meat or ash.
âYou perverted old thief, youâre so repulsive that it makes me want to vomit.
Why havenât you died already?â Ding Ling retorted rudely, her heart belonging elsewhere.
How could she be happy being toyed with by the person before her?
The two of them had encountered a powerful enemy.
Previously believing they could escape, they hadnât called for help, but now, being far from the Immortal Sect, distant water couldnât put out a nearby fire.
Ding Ling felt that they were no longer far from Immortal Lord City and secretly sought help from Lai Jianlin.
The device they used to communicate was a Communication Talisman, and the Taoist, who was mocking them, hadnât noticed that they were calling for reinforcements.
Lai Jianlin received the cultivation techniques and spells from Jiang Tang.
After chatting with Luo Yaxuan and finish drinking, he entered his room to cultivate, knowing that his junior sister and junior brother were coming.
He thought they would come to his house on their own and didnât go to welcome them.
Having just acquired splendid cultivation techniques and spells, he couldnât resist cultivating in his room.
He cultivated in his room from evening until midnight, and by dawn, he had already mastered the techniques.
Having memorized his Golden, Wood, and Earth Spells, he knew that to properly practice these spells, he must go to an uninhabited place; practicing them in his room could potentially destroy it.
Memorizing the spells, he knew they were potent, not like the typical low-impact arts learned in regular cultivation but rather powerful methods of attack and defense against enemies.
Lai Jianlin planned to go to an uninhabited mountain belonging to his family at dawn to cultivate these three spells.
At that moment, he heard Ding Lingâs plea for help resonating from her Communication Talisman, a short distance from their family lands.
Without much thought, and suspecting Ding Ling and He might have encountered a strong adversary since she wouldnât be calling for help otherwise so close to their domain,
The heir who was in retreat abruptly opened his room door and took to the skies on his Flying Treasure within the courtyard.
He quickly flew away, and this sudden change left the youngsters guarding Lai Jianlinâs courtyard puzzled, not knowing what had happened, so they quickly reported to the steward.
The steward, upon hearing the report from the youngsters, couldnât make decisions on behalf of the heir.
Wondering where the heir could be heading, outbreaking at such a late hour?
Even though it was Immortal Lord City, home to several families, who knew if another family might ambush the heir?
Having no other choice, the steward reported the situation to the heirâs father.
As the Family Head, and a cultivator, he wasnât asleep in his room in the middle of the night; ever since they had acquired some techniques and spells, the Family Head was busy during the day and diligent in his nightly cultivation.
Receiving the message from the Communication Talisman, he was concerned about his son leaving in the middle of the night, so he followed the direction the steward indicated and ascended to the skies from his courtyard on a Flying Treasure.
Extending his Divine Sense further, he saw his son arriving at a scene that looked like a cultivatorsâ battle.
The Family Head deduced that one party must be his sonâs friend; otherwise, his son wouldnât come out in the middle of the night and interfere.
He didnât recognize either party involved in the fight.
It seemed like his son was aiding the weaker side, and the other side appeared to be almost as strong as they were.
Their location was above the Huang Family Lands.
Family Head Lai didnât immediately assist his son against the opponent; instead, he carefully observed from the shadows, cautious of the Huang Family Intervening.
From the Magic Artifact used by the man fighting his son, it was apparent that it was not a Huang Family style but rather the Buddha Dust from the Taoist Sect.
Lai Jianlin arrived, launching ring after ring of light, the multicolored rings surrounding Ding Ling and Mo Wen, employing the Golden Magic he had just learned.
Ding Ling and Mo Wen, enclosed by the colorful rings of light, were suddenly free from the threat of the incoming blades, as the rings shielded them.