Chapter 459: Chapter 294: Choice_2
It caused the protective glow of the thatched house to recover once more.
Only then did it block such a full-force attack.
The light shield immediately dimmed.
It truly could withstand an attack from an early-stage Foundation Establishment, but with such an attack, at most two strikes, and it would inevitably be breached.
However, seeing the shield recover before the attack, Experience knew he had fallen into a trap.
Even though he could still spit a drop of Essence Blood, he was nervous at heart, hesitated slightly, and decided to give up.
As long as he escaped far away, opportunities abound.
Next time, with Experience, he wouldn’t be so passive.
At that moment, he leapt onto the Flying Bone Sword and flew directly into the distance.
The village elder inside the thatched house was taken aback, wanting to rush out, but was momentarily hesitant, having been accustomed to peaceful days.
Because the corpse outside was still there, the demon hadn’t succeeded, he had a reason to report.
In that hesitation, he realized the target had vanished from sight.
Immediately, a sense of loss hit his heart, and he slapped his own head fiercely, lamenting how he had missed such a chance.
Damn!
Having missed the opportunity, was he truly to die of old age?
At this moment, he held a talisman in hand, his trump card, a Second Realm Fireball Talisman.
Even the common Fireball Talisman, being Second Realm, possessed the power of a Foundation Establishment strike.
Perhaps, with a surprise attack, it could instantaneously kill the enemy.
This made him burn with regret.
This might have been the only chance in his lifetime.
Then, he slapped his head hard again.
Getting old truly made one foolish.
That demon could give up anything, but he would never abandon those villagers.
They were resources for the Demon Dao.
Indeed, Experience hadn’t flown far, landing directly at the spot of the previous array.
There remained only eerily white bones, easily crumbled, clearly devoid of essence.
However, at the center of the array, there was an additional piece of skin.
On which blood-colored runes writhed.
Experience made a few hand seals, and the runes gradually disappeared. A middle-grade talisman, Species Bag, was completed.
Without too many sacrifices, it could reach upper grade.
Experience grabbed it, heading directly back.
He dared not waste a second, fearing the enemy might pursue at any moment.
Within a few seconds, he was back in the village.
Upon descending from the Flying Sword, he injected spiritual power into the Species Bag.
Amidst the rolling wails and black mist, all villagers in its path were absorbed into it.
The absorbed villagers numbered in the hundreds, plus Innate Martial Artists, likely upgrading the Species Bag to a top-grade talisman.
Once in top grade, it could absorb ten thousand people, enough to complete the mission.
However, because of this, it could only absorb, not release, and was a one-time use.
If he could perform a Blood Sacrifice on another village, including the spirit root cultivators within, there was a high chance to upgrade to a junior-level magical artifact.
Then it could absorb and release, allowing for multiple uses.
These thoughts surfaced in Experience’s mind when a streak of talisman light shot past, and a Fireball zoomed towards him.
Damn it.
Experience’s complexion changed drastically, retreating in a hurry as the Flying Bone Sword shot forth.
Boom, the Flying Bone Sword struck and exploded.
But it was still too close.
Experience let out a miserable scream, not directly hit, but was blasted, half his body engulfed in flames, severely injured in an instant.
Whiz!
A streak of sword light flashed.
Bell-grade talisman, Refined Iron Flying Sword.
A very ordinary Flying Sword.
However, the old man was born a mortal, earning by toiling, and by the time he acquired the Flying Sword, he was already advanced in age, without hope of nurturing a magical artifact, so he opted for a low-priced one.
And this Refined Iron Flying Sword, being of lower quality, was naturally inexpensive.
Because of this, the village elder abandoned any plans for further advancement, exchanging a lifetime’s savings for a Foundation Establishment Talisman to use as a trump card, potentially leaving it for future generations.
Hidden under the corpses, the old village elder was clearly prepared for an ambush, positioned almost perfectly guessing Experience’s return location.
The cunning old man succeeded in his strike.
The Flying Sword pierced Experience’s body, and the flame-engulfed Experience remained motionless.
Although not immediately dead, he soon would become a charred corpse.
Small Knife didn’t act, feeling somewhat displeased about senselessly killing mortals, even though he wasn’t a Holy Mother.
In such a case, Demon Dao wasn’t suitable for undercover missions; he planned to change a host.
A host with a spirit root, which would be more convenient.
Preferably with fewer spirit roots, to be a Loose Cultivator, supporting rapid power enhancement, then traveling around, conducting trades, buying low and selling high to earn a fortune before assessing the situation.
"Haha! I’ll take your place to complete the trial and seize the opportunity for Foundation Establishment." the old village elder said in ecstatic laughter.
Dreaming of Foundation Establishment, the opportunity had presented itself.
These words displeased Small Knife.
He wasn’t a good character either?
Suddenly, he tossed spirit liquid.
To moisten.
The flames on the unconscious Experience disappeared rapidly, and his body swiftly recovered.
The unconscious Experience immediately regained consciousness.
The laughing village elder remained cautious, still watching the demon’s body.
Upon noticing the change, his face changed, directing the Refined Iron Flying Sword to stab again.
Jingle!
Essence Blood was spat out, dyeing the Bone Bell red, ringing it.
Bad!
The old village elder’s body began to shake.
If it were merely activating a junior-level magical artifact, the bell’s sound could be resisted somewhat, having cultivated for a lifetime.
But this was essence blood induced.
Not just him, even his Refined Iron Flying Sword veered off course, missing Experience by over a meter.
Flying Bone Sword rose, carrying cracks.
Normally, a junior-level magical artifact struck by a Fireball wouldn’t be damaged.
But the artifact formed by the Demon Dao’s sly means was inherently weaker than others, and the quality was inferior.
However, usability remained unaffected.
The Flying Bone Sword sliced through.
The old man’s heart was pierced.
He was dead.
The Demon Dao naturally had ways to ensure his death.
Experience immediately activated the Species Bag again, collecting all other corpses.
The village elder’s corpse was not so, instead it was carried, and he stepped on the Flying Sword, hurrying away at full speed into the distance.
After he left, in the time to drink a cup of tea, a Flying Ship shot rapidly, with three Foundation Establishment Cultivators and over ten Qi Cultivators descending from it.
They quickly examined everything around.
Moreover, they effortlessly opened the array of the thatched house directly.
No corpses were left, the aura here unmistakably that of Demon Dao methods.
"Damn demon, actually appeared here."
Immediately notify, alert other villages, report any anomalies at once.
The others’ eyes lit up, demon, killing it would indeed grant significant rewards.
"Do not be careless; if it’s a Loose Cultivator from Demon Dao, it’s one thing."
""If it’s a trial mission demon, they all have means to perish together. One negligence, and even a Foundation Establishment could fall."
"Shouldn’t be strong, didn’t breach the array. Yet, this village elder had some courage, rushing out to save the villagers."
Such a pity.
"Now isn’t the time to discuss this, the demon might not have escaped far. Finding and killing him is what we should be doing."
Indeed...!
The three Foundation Establishment cultivators discussed briefly, then, each with a few Qi cultivators, began searching separately.
"Hey, can’t even breach the village’s defense array, must be only at Qi Cultivation Stage, mainly without Foundation Establishment, killing it should be no problem." one Foundation Establishment said with a smile, taking out a talisman.
This credit for killing the demon is mine.
Experience, in one go, flew far until his remaining Spiritual Qi was minimal.
After all, without a spirit root, although at the Qi Cultivation Great Perfection, compared to those with a spirit root, his internal Spiritual Qi was less by three parts, also less pure.
Added with the loss of Essence Blood, he was quite fatigued.
At this moment, encountering an enemy, he couldn’t even utilize half his strength.
Landing on a small hillside in the wilderness, he looked around, swiftly digging a hole to hide in.
Inside, Experience bit his finger, carefully drawing some demon patterns on the deceased village elder, then pressed his hand atop the old village elder’s head, chanting some incantations.
The old village elder’s body rapidly desiccated visibly, soon becoming a mummified corpse.
Now, Experience’s complexion had fully recovered, even the lost Essence Blood had regenerated, and he had an illusion of breakthrough.
But he knew it was a misconception, lacking a spirit root, if he had one, with this freshly slain Qi Cultivation Great Perfection body having a spirit root, only then there might be a chance for a breakthrough, now it was absolutely impossible.