"Haha, I thought you found some kind of savior, but it turns out hes even weaker than you!" The young man glanced at Zhao Di and sneered. "Youre a fourth-layer and hes a fifth-layer, together youre still no match for me, so just surrender quietly and maybe Ill spare your lives!"

  Listening to this young mans words, it is clear that he has taken a liking to that female cultivator and actually harbors ulterior motives.

  "Pah! Youre dreaming!" The woman spat at the young man with a look of hatred, and in a flash of white light, a deep yellow token-like artifact suddenly appeared in her hand.

  "How dare you commit murder in the vicinity of Liuyunfang City, arent you afraid that a high-ranking cultivator will pass by and execute you on the spot?" The girl wanted to intimidate her opponent further, so as to make him more cautious.

  "Hmph! Dont think anyone will save you now, its not the beginning of the month, who would be passing by here?! Youd better listen to me and have some fun with me. Who knows, after having fun, you might even be reluctant to leave me!" The man didnt fall for it and continued to tease him verbally.

  "You wont spare the eunuch, and you wont spare me either!" The young girl retorted with a defiant tone.

  "Seeking death!" The young mans right hand flipped over, and after a flash of light, a foot-long fiery red small sword appeared in his palm.

  "Go!" The young man shouted, the fiery small sword drew a red light like a meteor flying towards the girl, but suddenly changed direction halfway and came towards Zhao Di.

  Zhao was greatly shocked and hastily slapped the two golden talismans that had been prepared in advance onto his body. In an instant, he also activated two layers of Golden Canopy, while thinking of taking out the Heaven-Slaying Flying Knife to counter the opponents crimson small sword.

  But it was too late, the fire-red swords power far exceeded Zhao Dis estimate. The three-layered golden shield only slightly slowed down the fire-red swords speed and reduced its power by half before being pierced like a piece of paper. The small sword struck Zhao Dis chest with great force, still carrying some remaining power.

  All that was heard was a single "dang" sound, and the fiery red sword seemed to be blocked by something, but it didnt pierce Zhao Di, instead sending him flying several meters away.

  The young man made a judgment about the situation and decided to take care of the mysterious and weakest boy first, then deal with the beautiful girl slowly. So he manipulated the fiery small sword to feign an attack on the girl, then successfully ambushed Zhao Di.

  Although he didnt pierce a big hole in the boy with one blow, presumably the other party was also seriously injured. He didnt bother to reason with him and manipulated his small sword to stab towards the girl.

  The girls token-like artifact emitted a deep yellow light shield, covering her entire body. The fiery red sword was blocked by the light shield and couldnt penetrate at all.

  The young man was not in a hurry, but kept pouring spiritual energy into the small sword, gradually consuming the opponents shield of spiritual energy.

  He thought to himself, the spiritual power consumed by an attacking magic tool must be less than that of a defensive magic tool, because defensive magic tools are meant to protect the entire body. Moreover, his cultivation was several levels higher than the girls, so he wasnt afraid of comparing spiritual power consumption.

  Although a stalemate has temporarily formed with both sides constantly pouring spiritual power into the law enforcement equipment, upon closer inspection, the light of the deep yellow light shield is gradually weakening and will not be able to hold out for much longer.

  In less than a moment, the deep yellow light shield will collapse, and the girls fate will be at the mercy of others.

  At this time, the only variable was that Zhao Di, who had been ignored by the young man, got up. There were still a few strands of blood on the corner of his mouth, and it was clear that he had suffered minor injuries from the small swords blow earlier, but he seemed to be fine.

  However, the young man didnt mind, he just added a protective cover for himself and continued to channel his spiritual energy into the fiery red sword.

  Zhao Di saw the current situation and immediately pinched his fingers to form a hand seal, silently reciting an incantation in his mouth. A fireball technique was thrown at the young man.

  With a "bang", the young man did not dodge or flinch, and the protective shield on his body only flickered slightly before returning to normal.

  A fireball technique released by a low-ranking cultivator in the fourth layer of Qi Refining couldnt pose a threat to the defensive shield activated by this eighth-layer cultivator.

  Zhao Di seemed unwilling to give up, his mouth still chanting incantations, and another fireball accumulated in the palm of his hand.

  If he was constantly attacked by Zhao Dis fireball technique, the shield on his body would eventually shatter. The young man simply transferred more spiritual power to the small red sword, seeking a quick battle and a swift decision.

  As expected, the deep yellow light shield on the girls body had grown weaker and was already on the verge of collapse. Her face was deathly pale at this time, with beads of sweat the size of beans falling from her forehead one by one, clearly showing that she was exerting herself to the extreme.

  Suddenly, a loud explosion sounded, and a fireball with a diameter of half a meter burst open at the position where the young man was. After a burst of smoke, only to see that the young mans clothes were completely burned, his skin was charred black, he had no breath, and his face was unrecognizable, under which only his two eyes could be vaguely seen, full of astonishment.

  The young man was actually blown to death by the fireball! And that unmanned crimson sword also fell to the ground with a "pop" sound.

  The girl who was struggling to support herself just now was also shocked by the scene in front of her. At this time, her face was as white as a piece of paper, breathing rapidly, chest heaving, and she sat down on the ground with a thud, looking at Zhao Di with surprise and joy.

  Zhao Di took advantage of the young mans focus on dealing with the girl, and when he had no time to pay attention to himself, he suddenly took out all the fireball symbols from his body under the cover of the fireball technique, and instantly blew the young man to death.

  A dozen or so fireball talismans were cast at the same time, equivalent to a dozen or so Zhao Di using fireballs to attack the young man. With the mans cultivation base of eight layers in the refining period, even if he didnt escape or dodge, and used his full strength to resist with a protective shield, it was estimated that there wouldnt be any major problems. However, he happened to use most of his spiritual power to control the small red sword, and didnt put too much spiritual power into the protective shield, so he was caught off guard by Zhao Dis sneak attack.

  Zhao Di was also frightened at this time, not to mention anything else, the opponents fire-red swordsmanship was something he couldnt withstand. If it wasnt for that one sword being blocked by the Qian Kun small cauldron in the beast skin bag earlier, he would have lost his life already. In his heart, he also made a secret decision, from now on, he would never do such "righteous and brave" acts of showing off again, without absolute certainty, it was more important to cherish his own life.

  The girl didnt know Zhao Dis thoughts, after a brief pause, she struggled to get up, glanced at the young mans body a few times, then walked over and took off the leather bag from his waist and threw it to Zhao Di. Then with a casual wave of her hand, a fireball technique turned the young man into ashes.

  "What is this?" Zhao Di played with the leather bag thrown by the girl, which was bulging inside and had some similarities with the animal skin bag on his body, but he didnt see the opening of the bag.

  The girl looked at him with a surprised gaze and asked back: "You havent even seen a storage bag before, have you?"

  "Storage bag? So this is what a storage bag looks like." Zhao Di was overjoyed in his heart. He had heard of storage bags, a type of spatial artifact that could be said to be a must-have for cultivators. A storage bag only required a slight bit of spiritual power from the cultivator using it, and it could usually hold items ten or even a hundred times larger than itself. Moreover, the space inside a storage bag was separate, making it impossible for other cultivators to discern what was inside just by using their divine sense. Zhao Di had always yearned to own a storage bag himself, but storage bags were not cheap, and only high-ranking Qi Refining stage cultivators who frequently went out of the clan possessed them.

  "You infuse spiritual energy into the bag and you can use this storage bag, take a look at whats inside." The girl instructed Zhao step by step on how to use the storage bag.

  "I would have used the storage bag, I just didnt recognize it earlier." Zhao Di said with a bit of embarrassment, trying to make excuses. The manual for using the storage bag had clearly introduced the precautions, and he still remembered them vividly.

  Firstly, storage bags cannot store living things. Any living thing that enters the storage bag will be isolated from air and lose its life.

  Second, the capacity of storage bags is limited. According to the size of the storage bags capacity, there are commonly tenfold storage bags, hundredfold storage bags, and even thousandfold storage bags. Of course, generally speaking, the larger the storage bags capacity, the more expensive it is.

  Third, and most importantly, the book repeatedly emphasizes that storage bags are low-level artifacts without a recognition function. In other words, if another cultivator gets their hands on your storage bag, they can easily open it and take out the items inside. Therefore, cultivators must take special care to protect their own storage bags and generally do not reveal them in conspicuous places, lest they invite disaster upon themselves.

  "Since you dont have a storage bag, this one is yours. As for this little red sword, its mine." The girl picked up the small sword from the ground, examined it repeatedly, and happily put it away, without caring whether Zhao Di agreed or not.

  She saw that this small sword was a pretty good middle-grade magic weapon, far more valuable than the storage bag, and she took it for herself without hesitation.

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