Dragon Devouring Cultivation

Chapter 63 Situation

According to Director Zhang's introduction, Li Zhen drove the maglev car into the yard of Han's Trading.

This was the place where the Han family purchased various materials from the monks who had gone out. He sold all the spirit rat skins to Han’s Trading Company, and also sold more than half of the spirit meat.

The reason why more than half of the spiritual flesh is sold is because the amount of spiritual flesh is a bit too much. Although freezing can prolong the storage time, the spirituality in the spiritual flesh will continue to be lost if stored for a long time.

Anyway, with his current strength, if he wants spiritual flesh and blood, he can go out of the city to hunt.

When he came out of Han's Trading, there were 50,000 more credit points in his identity bracelet.

He couldn't help but sigh at the speed at which the monks earned credit points. An ordinary person only earned a thousand credit points a month, but a hunting team led by a fourth-level Qi training monk and five early-stage Qi training monks could earn 50,000 credit points in a few days of going out.

In fact, he didn't know that although 50,000 credit points may seem like a lot, when a team of six monks go out once, everything from the energy consumed by the maglev vehicle to the combat resources prepared by each monk is paid for from the 50,000 credit points.

Not to mention that if the team encounters an accident and gets injured, the credit points earned from a hunting mission may not be enough to cover the cost of treatment.

Li Zhen parked the maglev car in the garage of the Yiqian Hall. He didn't want to let his parents know that he was leaving the city, and he didn't want to let his parents know that he was attacked.

"Mom, I'm back!" Li Zhen returned to the living room at home and said loudly.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Li's mother asked when she saw the bag in his hand.

"It's some spiritual flesh. I was praised by the director of the Yiqian Hall and was rewarded with this spiritual flesh!" Li Zhen had already thought of an excuse.

But he knew that although his parents had attended monk classes, they had never received any financial support from any powerful force, so the spirits and flesh he brought back could be completely passed off as the Han family's.

"The spiritual flesh can just replenish your body. You've been practicing too hard recently!" Mother Li did not doubt it and took the bag with a smile.

"The amount of spiritual meat is quite large. If it is kept for a long time, its quality will deteriorate. You and Dad should eat it together!" Li Zhen didn't want to cook for himself, so he said.

"Okay!" Li's mother opened the bag, looked at the amount of spirit meat, and nodded.

There is indeed a lot of spiritual meat. Although the family is not very wealthy, they can still afford to eat spiritual meat once a week.

The spiritual meat that Li Zhen brought back allowed his family to have a meal of spiritual meat every day for a period of time afterwards.

"Mom, I felt something during my practice today, so I need to retreat for a while. Don't call me for dinner!" Li Zhen instructed again.

"It is important for you to practice!" Mother Li nodded repeatedly.

Li Zhen returned to the bedroom and gave orders to the smart housekeeper Mei Yun. Then he activated his spatial magical powers and his body disappeared in the room.

He hadn't been to this market for four days. In his opinion, if there was any major conflict between the Lin family and the Iron Sword Gang, four days would be enough, and there should be a result by now.

He was extremely careful this time when traveling, and as he had made some progress in his body training, he recovered from the dizziness relatively quickly. He held a mid-grade talisman in one hand and a mid-grade long sword in the other, ready for battle.

"call!"

After seeing the situation in the wooden house, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The room was no different from when he left.

The 'Small Inverted Five Elements Formation' was still activated, and there was nothing abnormal with the cabin's own warning formation, which meant that at least his cabin was not affected by the conflict between the two forces.

He came to the wooden door, opened it a crack, and observed the situation outside.

There were many monks carrying something on the street outside, and it seemed very lively, but the faces of these monks were full of tension.

At this moment, he saw an acquaintance, his neighbor, an old monk with white hair and beard passing by his door.

"Master Qian, what happened in the market?" Li Zhen opened the door and asked Master Qian.

"Xiao Li, you are still alive!" said old monk Qian with some surprise.

He soon realized that there was something wrong with what he said.

"I encountered problems in my cultivation these days, so I have been in seclusion and don't know what is happening outside!" Li Zhen explained.

"It seems that you are a lucky person. Four days ago, the Lin family and the Iron Sword Gang had a big battle. The battle lasted for two days. Even many of us monks hired by the market were involved, and many monks died in this conflict.

Finally, Zhao stepped in to mediate, and the conflict between Lin and Iron Sword Gang finally stopped. But it was not over yet. Because Lin and Iron Sword Gang lost a lot of their best players, the Golden Sword Gang united with more than ten small forces, trying to seize control of the market.

Yesterday was the most dangerous day. The Golden Sword Gang sent people to sneak into the market to cause trouble, and dozens of monks died on the spot! "Old monk Qian was just about to vent his anger, so he told everyone what had happened in the past few days.

Li Zhen did not expect that so many things happened in the market during the four days he was away.

"What's going on now?" Li Zhen asked, pointing at the box in the hands of Old Monk Qian.

"We, the independent cultivators, have been recruited to transport supplies, and we also have to be organized to participate in patrols. Why don't you join our team so that we can take care of each other!" replied the old cultivator Qian.

He pointed to several monks who were also resting nearby. Li Zhen was familiar with these monks. They were his neighbors. However, he had been here for too short a time, and the only one he had met and greeted was old monk Qian.

"Then I'll pack up and join you!" Li Zhen didn't want to do anything special, so he agreed.

He returned to the house and put the 'Small Inverted Five Elements Formation' into the Dragon Heart Space. The situation in the market town was hard to predict, and he didn't want to lose the 'Small Inverted Five Elements Formation'.

After doing all this, he joined the team of Master Qian.

The team's mission was simple, which was to deliver a batch of materials to a certain place in the market town.

The materials are in a box, and there is a ban on the box. If you force it open, you will be discovered.

Li Zhen took the box from the old monk Qian. The box was not light, but since they were all monks, the weight was nothing.

Old monk Qian was enjoying his leisure time as he led the way in front.

"Why are you so slow? We're just waiting for the materials you deliver!" The manager there said dissatisfiedly when they arrived at the destination.

"Manager Liu, I'm old and my hands and feet are a little inconvenient, please forgive me!" Old monk Qian said with a flattering smile.

"Old Qian, after this incident is over, you should go back to the secular world!" Manager Liu shook his head and persuaded.

"I'm unwilling to die in the market town!" said old monk Qian with a heavy sigh.

The cultivators present were all silent. Even Manager Liu felt a sense of grief. Manager Liu was not a genius. He just had a little power in the market town because of the Zhao family.

But the probability of him being promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage is almost zero, and Old Monk Qian is what he will look like in the future.

Of course, not all monks of the same age as Old Monk Qian are in the market. Many monks have practiced hard for many years, and when they get old, they will go to the secular world to retire.

"Your team should go back and deliver another batch of materials. This time, do it quickly!" Manager Liu calmed down and gave the order.

The team was about to go back as ordered, but at this moment, the formation covering the market town shook.

"The Golden Sword Gang has started to attack again!" Manager Liu said with a tense expression. He turned to his men and shouted, "Inject spiritual power into the formation base immediately!"

Participating in the defense were elite cultivators from the three major forces, all of whom were at least in the middle stage of Qi training.

As for independent cultivators like Li Zhen, they are all in the initial stage of Qi training. Moreover, they only have an employment relationship with the market town and have no loyalty at all. Therefore, the market town will not allow independent cultivators to participate in the core defense.

In fact, if the market town had not issued a clear mission requiring the independent cultivators to participate, the independent cultivators would just hide in the wooden house.

No matter who occupies the market town, the independent cultivators will all live the same life and there will be no changes.

"Old Master Qian, what should we do?" Seeing that Manager Liu had no intention of taking care of their team, Li Zhen asked Old Master Qian.

"Follow Manager Liu's instructions and we will go back to deliver the materials!" Old Monk Qian replied in a deep voice.

However, on the way back, the old monk Qian who was leading the way walked very slowly and was not in a hurry at all.

The rest of the monks in the team were focused on the defensive formation. Everyone knew that once the defensive formation was broken, the market town would have a new owner.

In addition, the most important thing is that if the defensive formation of the market town is really broken, the market town will inevitably be in chaos for a period of time until the formation is restored.

(End of this chapter)