Chapter 120 War War
The sky is still bright.

Chen Li had already moved away from the delicate body that was clinging to him, and quietly got up and walked out the door.

His house was located on the outskirts of the shantytown at the foot of the mountain. A short distance beyond that was the wilderness, dotted with grasslands, wetlands, lakes, and swamps, a primitive and wild natural landscape.

It is springtime, with gentle breezes and everything coming back to life.

The croaking of frogs and the chirping of insects in the wild create a symphony of nature!

"Pfft!"

Chen Li stomped on a white snake with malicious intent and walked to a flat area.

After a 'scolding technique'.

A large area around them instantly fell silent. Countless flying insects fell to the ground like raindrops, and countless lives were lost in the attack.

After warming up his body, Chen Li began practicing the Magnetic Escape Technique.

Chanting incantations, forming hand seals, and channeling spiritual energy are all done in one smooth motion.

failure!

On the second try, it was successful.

With a series of crackling electromagnetic flashes, his body suddenly floated up. With a thought, he lifted himself up from the ground, like a sharp arrow piercing the darkness in the distance.

A few seconds later, he reached his speed limit and carefully experienced the difference between the Wind Control Technique and the Wind Control Technique.

"Flight is more stable and smoother, with less noise!"

"It's a bit slower than the Wind Control Technique, but it starts up faster and is more responsive to control."

Of course, once you level up your speed and other stats, you can make up for it.

The only irreparable drawback is the consumption of spiritual energy. After all, it is a first-tier, ninth-level spell, and the spiritual energy consumption during casting is almost three times that of the Wind Control Spell.

Chen Li sped through the air, circling back before landing.

Dispelling spells.

He opened the game panel and took a look.

"Introduction to Magnetic Glide Technique: 18/100"

Although I've only practiced twice since yesterday, my proficiency has already reached 'Beginner: 18/100'.

Chen Li wasn't surprised.

Before mastering a spell, it's relatively easy to level up. After all, he has a solid foundation in magic, and once he understands one spell, he can master all others. He can usually reach the proficiency level after practicing a spell ten or more times.

Once you've mastered it, your proficiency level rarely jumps.

……

After practicing magic, he practiced swordsmanship.

Time passes quickly.

As dawn broke and figures gradually appeared in the wilderness, Chen Li sheathed his sword, cast a cleansing spell on himself to remove the sweat from his body, put on his robes, and headed back home.

"It's still a bit inconvenient!" Chen Li missed the basement in Luanluo City. "Forget it, let's just dig another one. It won't take much effort, otherwise I'll always feel uneasy."

It was still early.

On the way, you might occasionally encounter vendors and peddlers carrying heavy goods from the secular world to the shantytowns.

The young widow next door said this most often when scolding her son.

'If you don't behave, I'll have those peddlers kidnap you.'

The shantytown at the foot of the mountain is densely populated and a melting pot of all sorts of people. It is much more chaotic than Luanluo City. Fights, deaths, and human trafficking are commonplace, and generally no one cares about them; most cases are simply left unresolved.

Of course, it also depends on the person.

Someone like Chen Li, dressed in a high-class robe, could practically do whatever he wanted. As he walked, passersby avoided him, and no one dared to provoke him.

As Chen Li passed Zhang Yan's house, he remembered Zhou Hong talking about Zhang Yan being beaten the night before, and he paused in his tracks.

I think it would be better to go and visit them.

He went up and knocked on the door.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Who is it?" came Zhang Shuniang's clear voice from inside.

"Shuniang, it's me. Is your father home?"

Waited for a while.

With a creak, the door opened a crack, revealing a pretty little face. Her face was flushed, and she avoided his gaze, saying, "Uncle, my dad isn't home. He left early this morning."

"He's out so early? I'll go inside and wait for him." Chen Li pretended not to know.

"No, Uncle!" Zhang Shuniang's eyes widened, and she hurriedly said, "I...I...I still want to sleep!"

"Okay, it is indeed a bit inconvenient for a young lady like you."

Zhang Shuniang breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, uncle, then I'll close the door!"

"Shut it down! Shut it down!"

The door closed softly.

After playing with the little girl for a while, Chen Li felt refreshed and in a good mood, and even the regret of not seeing Zhang Yan was somewhat relieved.

Sigh, I wonder how badly he was beaten?
……

As time passed day by day, the atmosphere of war grew heavier and heavier.

More than half a month later.

Just a few days after Chen Li's basement was completed.

On this day, while Chen Li was experimenting with making the Golden Light Talisman in the talisman-making room, a commotion suddenly broke out outside.

"Look, what is this?"

"My God! Is war really going to break out?"

Chen Li's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly put down his pen and walked out of the courtyard.

Zhou Hong wasn't home; she had gone to the market to buy groceries.

The streets were packed with people, countless independent cultivators, all looking up at the flying ships with expressions of fear mixed with a strange excitement. Chen Li followed the crowd's gaze and looked up to see three enormous flying ships slowly emerging from the perpetual mist atop Luanluo Mountain. Numerous tiny cultivators moved about beside them, creating a vast and imposing speck, like a towering wave.

His expression was solemn. Although these airships were not heading this way, the terrifying sense of oppression still overwhelmed him.

"As expected of a former Golden Core sect, its foundation is truly profound."

The airship slowly passed over the shantytown at the foot of the mountain, leaving a large shadow on the ground. Many people excitedly chased after the airship, running alongside it for a long time before stopping. The airship flew further and further away, slowly turning into small dots.

The crowd on the street began to disperse.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

A suppressed sob was heard.

A disheveled old man sat drunk under a tree, tears streaming down his face, sobbing. A crowd had gathered around him. Chen Li walked over and saw that the man was none other than the foul-mouthed manager in charge of rental matters.

"Manager Liu, you're getting senile. The Longevity Sect has just set out on the expedition. It's one thing if you don't boost morale, but why are you crying? It's bad luck. Get up!" a cultivator laughed, looking like he was watching a joke.

"In this battle, there is only the principle of getting weaker as the battle goes on, not stronger. Even if we win this time, we don't know how many people will survive. There are still wolves surrounding the Changsheng Domain, eyeing us covetously. The Changsheng Sect is doomed. Waaah... I'm sorry to our deceased ancestors!" The old man beat his chest and stamped his feet.

Chen Li remained silent.

Doesn't the Longevity Sect know this principle?

Of course I know!

The Longevity Sect only has three Foundation Establishment cultivators left. Even if one more dies, it will be a devastating blow that could shake the very foundation of their rule.

But the situation forced them to fight.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Longevity Sect was assassinated in the street right in front of his home; this was a blatant declaration of war.

With internal resentment and external pressure from the ruling class, if the Changsheng Sect continues to tolerate this, it will likely disintegrate itself first.

……

Three days later.

At the monthly auction in Luanluo City.

"The first-tier, ninth-level spell, Golden Light Protection Technique, is the strongest protective spell for the Qi Refining stage. As we all know, spells are generally one level stronger than talismans. The Golden Light Protection Technique is just like that. Even if a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator uses a second-tier low-grade magic weapon to attack with all their might, it will take two strikes to break through it..." The auction house host enthusiastically promoted it, his expression excited.

But most of the buyers below were not interested.

Firstly, this technique is of a very high level; very few people can reach the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Secondly, most independent cultivators don't have the habit of learning spells. Although they are powerful, they are difficult to learn and use, and are far less convenient and quick to use than talismans and magical artifacts in battle.

"Starting bid: three mid-grade spirit stones; each bid increment: one mid-grade spirit stone." The auctioneer immediately began the auction.

"Four!"

"Five!"

Chen Li only raised his hand once.

After that, no one raised the price anymore.

"Five, any higher? Once, twice, three times! Sold."

Compared to the previous Golden Light Amulet crafting notes, which cost a whopping sixteen mid-grade spirit stones, this spell version is practically dirt cheap.

After the auction ended, Chen Li paid the money, retrieved the auctioned items, put them in his storage bag, and was about to leave.

"Daoyou Chen!?"

Chen Li turned around, and there was Yu Fanzhen.

I don't know how this girl's eyes are formed; every time she disguises herself, she can't fool her.

It was strange, he had deliberately adjusted his walking posture and there was nothing on him that could reveal his identity, so logically no one should have been able to recognize him.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, what a coincidence." Chen Li covered his face with his sleeve, then wiped it away to reveal his true appearance. He wanted to ask how she recognized him, but seeing her worried expression, he swallowed his words.

No wonder she was worried.

This time, all five foundation-building families of the Longevity Sect in Luanluo City rushed to the battlefield. The patriarch of the Yu family, Yu Cheng, is old and nearing the end of his life, so his journey there is likely to be fraught with danger.

"It really is you!" Yu Fanzhen forced a smile and said, "I thought this back view looked familiar."

"You're here for the auction too?"

"Yes!"

……

After exchanging a few meaningless words, the two ran out of things to talk about.

Before parting, Chen Li told him his current address.

"I have received much kindness from Senior Yu. If you need anything, please feel free to come and find me."

"Mm!" Yu Fanzhen nodded with slightly red eyes and a grateful expression.

……

Several days later, in the wilderness.

"I've finally mastered the traction technique!" Chen Li exhaled.

This is the fifth technique that has been mastered to its highest level, following Spiritual Finger Flick, Rebuke Technique, Flash Technique, and Palm Lightning.

Centered on Chen Li, an invisible force field spread out, covering a radius of more than 30 meters.

"Jiji!"

Suddenly, a bird flew low overhead.

Chen Li nodded slightly, and the bird instantly froze in mid-air, motionless.

He smiled gently and released the bird.

The bird cried out in fright and hurriedly flapped its wings to fly away.

Chen Li looked at the surrounding trees again. The next moment, several large trees, each the size of a bowl, were uprooted and floated into the air. He suddenly drew his sword, and the sword light flashed like a startled swan.

There was a "boom".

This sword strike was as if heaven and earth were split apart. The floating tree in the air was split in two, and at the same time, the earth was also torn apart by an invisible force, creating a huge gap that was more than thirty meters long and one meter deep.

(End of this chapter)

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