For Zhao Di, a mere seven or eight first-class mid-tier demon beasts were naturally nothing to worry about.
He slapped two golden talismans on his body and took out two top-grade artifacts in the shape of copper rings, letting them revolve around him non-stop.
With these two protective measures in place, the Whirlwind Wolf's Wind Blade Technique was no longer a concern for the time being.
Then Zhao Di sacrificed more than ten fire snake talismans, which transformed into a dozen or so fire snakes in mid-air. These fire snakes did not directly pounce on Xiao Feng Lang, but instead entwined each other, forming a fire python over one zhang long and as thick as a water bucket.
This is some flexible techniques that Zhao Di figured out after using Huo She Fu for countless times.
Zhao Di manipulated the fire python with its bloody basin-like mouth wide open, charging towards one of the Wind Wolves.
The low-level demon beast's spiritual intelligence was clearly not comparable to that of humans. In the face of this mighty flame python, the howling wolf did not dodge or evade, but instead opened its mouth and unleashed a gust blade technique, striking the flame python.
The fire python was only slightly hindered by the wind blade and continued to pounce, engulfing the howling wolf. The latter did not even have time to let out a mournful cry before being reduced to ashes within the fire python.
The rest of the wolves saw this scene and howled a few times before fleeing in all directions.
These low-level demonic beasts, apart from their wolf skin being useful for making talismans and worth a few pieces of lower-grade spirit stones, had no other use. Zhao Di naturally didn't have any interest in pursuing them further, letting these howling wolves escape.
It has been a day and night since he left Jingyu Peak, but he had only traveled half the distance. It seemed that it would take just as long to reach Bihantang.
Suddenly, Zhao Di, who was walking in the forest, detected with his always externally released divine sense that a cultivator was rushing towards him in a hurry, and just behind him, dozens of feet away, two more cultivators were chasing after him at an even faster speed.
With Zhao Di's cautious personality, he immediately released the hidden spirit technique, concealing all of his spiritual power, and then hid behind a large tree beside him.
A moment later, a man and two women rushed into this small grove.
This man was none other than the ominous figure from Baicao Gate who had previously driven Zhao Di out of Jingyu Peak. At this moment, he seemed to be injured, with a dark complexion and severely depleted spiritual energy. For some reason, he didn't use that extremely fast flying wooden boat artifact, but instead ran at full speed on the ground, shouting: "Fellow Daoist in the forest, I am Baicao Gate's disciple, being pursued by Yuan Yue Sect, if you are willing to lend a hand, I will give you a mid-grade Fire Crystal as a gift!"
After saying this, he surprisingly stopped in his tracks in the forest and turned around to face the two female cultivators who were chasing after him.
The two people who came were both dressed in red clothes and red skirts, and were the slender girls of the Moon Embracing Sect that the man had mentioned.
One of them was someone Zhao Di had met before, and who had also been treasure hunting with Jing Yu Feng.
The two men stopped when they saw the man stop and did not continue to chase him. They also stood still about 70 or 80 feet away from the man.
One of the girls, who looked slightly older, also raised her head and shouted towards the forest: "This Taoist friend, this is a private matter for our Yuan Yue Sect. If you don't interfere, my sister and I will be grateful and willing to give you a Harmony Pill, let you experience the ultimate pleasure. This Harmony Pill can only be refined by our Yuan Yue Sect."
These people had also sensed with their divine consciousness that there was a cultivator in the forest, but now they couldn't find any trace of this person. With surprise and doubt in their hearts, they all spoke out to win him over.
Hiding in a large tree, Zhao Di, who had retracted all his spiritual energy, could see the situation in the forest clearly. In an instant, he had guessed seven or eight tenths of the relationship between these people and how they came to be here.
It's clear that the middle-aged man and this pair of sisters had a fierce battle, probably over some treasure. The battle was so intense that the middle-aged man was injured and his strength greatly reduced. He could only desperately flee. During his escape, he also discovered other cultivators in the forest and saw them as a last resort, hoping to persuade them to join forces against their common enemy.
And the twin sisters didn't know the identity and background of the person in the woods, nor did they dare to take action rashly, so the scene was temporarily stuck. The middle-aged monk didn't dare to turn around and escape, and the twin sisters didn't dare to directly kill people either. As for Zhao Di himself, he had become a variable in this pursuit and killing situation.
The "expert" hiding in the woods refused to show himself, and the middle-aged man shouted again: "If Daoist friends are willing to save my life, I am willing to give all ten pieces of Zhongjie Ling Stone in my hand to Daoist friends!"
Ten mid-grade spirit stones! This is almost the entire net worth of a wealthy high-stage Qi Refining cultivator. Some low-stage Foundation Building cultivators who are short on money can't even take out this many spirit stones.
However, the "high person" in the forest seemed unmoved and still showed no intention of appearing.
"Hehe, fellow Taoist is indeed a wise person. As long as you don't interfere with this matter, my sister and I will kill the villain and then leave immediately, we won't give you any trouble!" The female cultivator of the Embracing Moon Sect thought that since ten middle-grade spirit stones couldn't move the cultivator hiding in the woods, she assumed he was a timid coward. Her tone became more confident as she spoke. Although so, they didn't take action immediately but instead waited patiently."
After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the middle-aged man's face slowly turned from black to white, and his spiritual power also recovered somewhat. He took advantage of the opponent's distraction to secretly grasp a mid-grade spirit stone in his hand, slowly recovering some of his spiritual power.
Two girls of the Moon Embracing Sect also noticed this and exchanged a glance before taking action.
A blue transparent cone-shaped object, and a golden hairpin inlaid with bright red pearls, two rare top-grade magical instruments, flew away with the middle-aged man.
A middle-aged man threw out a small, deep yellow shield and a purple token, respectively towards the two incoming magical tools, but then turned around and started sprinting with all his might.
He resorted to the idea of abandoning his magic tool and stalling for time. Because he thought that as long as he was given another hour or two, he could eliminate the severe poison in his body, recover some spiritual power, and at that time, facing these two girls, who would win or lose was still uncertain!
Unfortunately, just as the middle-aged man had run a few steps, a golden light flashed and a long sword came flying towards him, almost hitting him directly.
The middle-aged man was shocked and hastily forced his body to lean as far as possible to one side, while also producing a yellowish-brown flying knife from the side to block the golden sword.
A crisp "ding" sound, the golden sword and yellow knife collided and bounced off each other, with the golden sword almost grazing the middle-aged man's body as it flew by.
The middle-aged man had no time to celebrate his narrow escape when he saw a fire python as thick as a bucket, spitting flames over a foot long, pouncing on him.
The middle-aged man who barely had time to add a defensive charm, his eyes showed despair and resentment, and then he was swallowed by the fire python and turned into ashes.
A middle-aged man's several magic tools floated in mid-air, motionless, having lost their master's control.
Two loud slaps, after the fire python that swallowed the middle-aged cultivator disappeared, two storage bags fell to the ground. Immediately, a figure flashed by and put the two storage bags into his arms, it was Zhao Di who was originally hiding in the tree.
From Zhao Di suddenly taking out the Gongbu sword and several Huoshe symbols to kill the middle-aged man, to him obtaining these two storage bags, was only a matter of a single breath. The two women from the Langyue Sect, who didn't have time to react, could only watch as the storage bags containing their long-coveted treasures fell into someone else's hands.
"So it's you, a Taiyu Gate cultivator!" The girl who had once searched for treasure with him on Jingyu Peak recognized Zhao Di and confirmed his 12th level cultivation. She sneered and said, "Hmph, hand over those two storage bags, and my sister and I might spare your life!"
These two women, one is at the peak of the 12th layer of Qi Refining, and the other seems to be in the middle of the 13th layer. In terms of cultivation, they are slightly better than Zhao Di, and with a two-to-one advantage, it's only natural that they have great confidence.
Although Zhao Di had easily killed a middle-aged cultivator in the 13th layer of the Refining Qi stage, this person was injured and his spiritual power was greatly damaged. Moreover, Zhao Di's sneak attack was sudden, and there were also two women attacking to distract the middle-aged man's attention. So the two women thought that the Taixu Gate disciple in front of them, who was in the 12th layer of the Refining Qi stage, was not so formidable after all.
A twelve-layer cultivator girl slowly moved sideways, attempting to form a pincer movement with her senior sister against Zhao Di.
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