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DIV Chapter 50: Abundant Harvest
🕑 Added 2025-08-17 10:54:43 +0000 UTCOne strike successful!
From the shadows, Li Chang'an breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, this person didn't have very good defensive magical artifacts, otherwise a prolonged battle would have been inevitable."
That Ghost Needle just now was shot out by Big Yellow.
Big Yellow's strength was greater than this robber cultivator's.
However, if it came to direct combat, a life-and-death struggle, it would be difficult to determine victory or defeat in a short time.
The longer it dragged on, the easier it would be for accidents to happen.
"There's still one enemy left. It shouldn't be difficult to resolve." Li Chang'an's mind stirred.
His superior-grade defensive puppet appeared and came to the black-clothed cultivator's corpse.
To prevent accidents, he raised his blade and chopped off the head with one stroke.
Only then did he begin searching for valuables on the body.
"This person's weapon is a first-tier superior-grade water-attribute magical artifact 'Wave-Stacking Ring,' his defensive artifact is a superior-grade soft armor, both quite valuable. There are also quite a few pills and talismans in his storage bag..." Li Chang'an roughly counted.
Truly worthy of being a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator.
The treasures on his body, adding up everything together, were worth over two thousand spirit stones!
"During this period, to craft puppets, my wealth shrank considerably. Finally, there's a big harvest."
Li Chang'an looked at the treasures in the storage bag, feeling especially satisfied.
This kind of killing and robbery was indeed more profitable than honestly drawing talismans.
Afterward, he collected the black-clothed cultivator's head and released a talisman, burning the corpse to ashes.
"Zheng Ling'er ran quite fast."
Li Chang'an looked back.
Although the black-clothed cultivator had been killed, Zheng Ling'er hadn't stopped.
She was still fleeing for her life, her speed not slowing in the slightest.
After all, she couldn't be certain which side the mysterious strong person who killed the black-clothed cultivator was on.
Perhaps the other party intended to save her, or perhaps they planned to kill both of them.
"Not stupid at all. She has a cautious nature." Li Chang'an nodded slightly.
"Time to check on Zheng Songhe's side."
His figure flickered as he headed straight for that area.
...
At this moment, Zheng Songhe was still locked in fierce battle with another black-clothed cultivator.
Rumble!
Magical power surged, water and fire clashed.
Originally he could still suppress that black-clothed cultivator.
But as the Spirit Explosion Pill's effects weakened, his aura became unstable.
He couldn't hold on much longer.
"This old man is ultimately inferior by a notch."
Zheng Songhe's face was deathly pale, knowing he would surely die today.
The black-clothed cultivator also sensed his condition.
Immediately he let out a strange laugh.
"Heh heh, old thing, why has your magical power weakened?"
His eyes were cruel as his attacks became increasingly vicious.
Zheng Songhe gradually couldn't support himself.
His magical power continuously weakened.
If nothing unexpected happened, this battle would end in just a few more breaths.
But...
Just at this moment, the black-clothed cultivator's expression changed, his hair standing on end as he caught a whiff of death's scent.
"Sneak attack!"
He reacted extremely quickly, bending his entire body forward.
He actually dodged the Ghost Needle that Big Yellow had shot out.
"Who is it?"
The black-clothed cultivator was furious, releasing two magical artifact shields to protect himself.
Then he activated over ten first-tier superior-grade defensive talismans.
He looked around with vicious eyes.
"Despicable coward, do you only dare hide in the shadows for sneak attacks?"
From the shadows, Li Chang'an was secretly surprised.
This person's reaction speed truly exceeded his expectations.
"This person should frequently engage in battles with others, otherwise he couldn't have cultivated such fast reaction abilities." Li Chang'an pondered.
Being able to succeed with one strike earlier had some element of luck.
At that time, the black-clothed cultivator was chasing Zheng Ling'er and had relaxed his guard.
"Since the sneak attack failed, I'll try a different approach."
Li Chang'an's mind stirred.
That superior-grade defensive puppet immediately appeared.
Wearing a bamboo hat and shrouded entirely in robes, it was impossible to tell it was a puppet.
"Late-stage Qi Refining!"
Sensing the aura it emanated, the black-clothed cultivator's heart sank.
A first-tier superior-grade puppet, when properly controlled, was equivalent to a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator.
And Li Chang'an's puppet used extremely fine materials.
The aura it currently released was considerably stronger than the black-clothed cultivator's.
"Fellow Daoist, this is a grudge between our Black Wind Mountain and the Zheng family. Are you certain you want to interfere?"
The black-clothed cultivator felt like retreating, extremely wary.
Li Chang'an didn't respond.
He backhanded a magical artifact and directly attacked the black-clothed cultivator.
Seeing this, Zheng Songhe was overjoyed.
"Thank you for your assistance, Fellow Daoist. After this battle ends, my Zheng family will surely repay you handsomely!"
The black-clothed cultivator's face was grim as he had no choice but to respond.
In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged over ten moves.
During this time, the black-clothed cultivator's expression became increasingly ugly, because he realized how troublesome this puppet was.
"Is this person a body cultivator? Why is he so hard to fight?"
The spells he cast, when they landed on the puppet, at most made it tremble slightly.
They couldn't even force it to retreat half a step.
"Damn it, I can't delay any longer!"
The black-clothed cultivator quickly retreated, no longer entangling.
If he dragged this out further, other Zheng family cultivators would arrive.
At that point, even with wings he couldn't escape.
"Today's matter, our Black Wind Mountain remembers!"
His expression was fierce as he left behind a threatening remark.
Then his entire person transformed into a stream of light, swiftly heading for the distance.
"Trying to run?"
Li Chang'an's expression was cold as he stared in the direction of his retreat.
This puppet body remained in place.
Secretly, he controlled another puppet that excelled in speed, pursuing together with Big Yellow.
Not far away, Zheng Songhe swallowed some healing pills.
He remained vigilant while cupping his hands toward Li Chang'an.
"Thank you for the rescue, Fellow Daoist."
"Just a small effort, as it should be." Li Chang'an replied.
The two then exchanged a few words.
During this time, Zheng Songhe deliberately probed Li Chang'an's identity.
But Li Chang'an didn't reveal it.
...
At this moment, that black-clothed cultivator was still fleeing.
Seeing no one had caught up, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and was about to take out pills to swallow.
Suddenly, he felt a warning, sensing a deadly chill rapidly approaching.
"Not good!"
Another sneak attack!
He hastily gathered his breath, bending his entire body again.
He narrowly avoided the incoming Ghost Needle.
But what he never expected was that following the Ghost Needle came a net that covered the sky and earth.
"Shadowless Net!"
His face turned deathly pale.
He simply couldn't dodge in time, his entire person trapped within the net.
No matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free.
In the blink of an eye, the Shadowless Net completely tightened, making the black-clothed cultivator within unable to move.
"This combination of Shadowless Net and Ghost Needle is really useful."
Li Chang'an sighed in admiration as his puppet body appeared.
The black-clothed cultivator immediately glared with fury.
"Who exactly are you? Why oppose our Black Wind Mountain?"
Li Chang'an didn't respond.
He stepped forward and directly threw him into the spirit beast bag.
After this, he and Big Yellow sank into the deep underground.
In a sealed underground space, he released this person.
"I have questions for you."
Li Chang'an's tone was cold as he began interrogating him.
This person wasn't particularly tough.
Not long after, he confessed everything.
"Black Wind Mountain has seven late-stage Qi Refining cultivators. I rank sixth, and my subordinates all call me Sixth Chief."
