CHAPTER 441: CHAPTER 311 WOUNDED DEMON FIEND

Cultivation level, a part of it remains in the Soul, while another part stays in the body. The part in the Soul was consumed by my wife, and the part in the body was left to the Lotus Flower. This, Li Banfeng knew. Alchemy itself involves loss, and the Lotus Flower also deserved some compensation for her hard work. Li Banfeng understood this point too.

But Ling Miaoying had a Seventh Layer of cultivation, which meant that after reaching the higher levels, there would still be sixty years of lifespan left.

And only six Gold Yuan Pills were produced?

Six Gold Yuan Pills translated to six hundred days, which was less than two years. Under such circumstances, Li Banfeng felt he needed to inquire further.

"Ah Lian, how much of it did you consume?"

Without the capability of a Portable Residence, and given Li Banfeng’s current status, if Red Lotus spoke, Li Banfeng wouldn’t be able to hear her.

She wanted my wife to relay her message. After listening to her explanation for a moment, my wife turned to Li Banfeng and said, "Husband, there’s no need to fret over this."

Seeing my wife so confident, Li Banfeng was reassured.

The Lotus Flower certainly had her schemes, but it seemed that my wife had her own ways to deal with them.

Li Banfeng rested for a day, then went to the New Land.

The first round of pioneering had ended, and Li Banfeng was worried that no one would want to join the second round.

Contrary to his expectations, there were quite a number of people willing to pioneer for the second time, partly because Meng Yuchun was very generous, providing the Pioneers with many special products.

Additionally, this territory had food sources. In a forest on Meng Yuchun’s territory, there were many trees with green bark and red leaves bearing fruit as big as fists that could be eaten. Their flavors varied: some tasted like sticky rice, others like common millet, some like beef or mutton, and still others like toenails—each with a unique taste.

Not only were the fruits edible, there were also plenty of edible wild greens nearby, ensuring both meat and vegetables were available.

In the New Land, finding food was challenging. For the Hunters, as long as there was food, it was a place to live; they could endure a bit of isolation.

It was good that people were willing to pioneer, and Li Banfeng took the opportunity to walk around the area, traveling several dozen miles. Suddenly, he saw Meng Yuchun standing amidst the flowers with a smile, waving to him.

"Come here, hurry over!"

Li Banfeng was startled. What could make her smile so happily?

Meng Yuchun called out, "Hurry up and come over here while no one’s watching."

No one’s watching?

What did she want to do?

Steal something of mine?

Li Banfeng became more vigilant.

Meng Yuchun grew impatient, "Why haven’t you come over yet?"

Li Banfeng said, "First tell me, why should I come over there?"

"What else could it be, silly? I’ve been waiting for you for so long."

Li Banfeng found her even less reasonable, "Waiting for me to do what?"

Meng Yuchun reproached him, "I’ve already spelled it out; do you really not understand?"

Li Banfeng really didn’t understand, "Just tell me directly what you want to do!"

Meng Yuchun sighed, "Such a blockhead. Meeting by chance is destiny. Do we have to spell everything out so clearly?"

Meeting by chance is destiny?

That doesn’t seem quite right for the occasion.

Li Banfeng lowered his hat brim and asked, "You don’t recognize me?"

"I..."

Meng Yuchun froze in place; the smile disappeared from her face, and her expression gradually twisted.

This Meng Yuchun was a fake.

Who was impersonating her? And doing it so convincingly?

Both sides faced off for a moment, each waiting for the right opportunity to act.

Then someone nearby shouted, "Young man, don’t be reckless; this is a Wounded Demon Fiend."

Li Banfeng followed the voice and saw an elderly man, about sixty, with disheveled white hair and beard, wearing a dirt-smeared gray cloth shirt, squatted in the weeds, pressing down his palm, signaling Li Banfeng not to act rashly.

Who was this person?

As he was pondering, the fake Meng Yuchun on the hillside suddenly charged at Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng retreated to dodge, ready to gauge the enemy’s moves first, but the crouching man sprang up, pulling a copper mirror from his bosom and shining it towards the fake Meng Yuchun.

The copper mirror burst into light. Under the glow, the imposter Meng Yuchun billowed smoke and let out a piercing wail.

The man turned back to Li Banfeng, "Young man, you should get going!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Banfeng felt his feet leave the ground, his body lifting into the air, flying into the depths of the woods.

What kind of Spell was this?

How could it make me fly?

Was this the fake Meng Yuchun’s Spell, or the old man’s?

An invisible force supported Li Banfeng’s body, swiftly moving forward in flight.

Li Banfeng kicked frantically, continually trying to break the source of the force, and after more than two minutes, he finally escaped the Spell and landed back on the ground.

Looking back, the imposter Meng Yuchun was long gone, and Li Banfeng had no idea how far he had flown. The speed of flight seemed comparable to Li Banfeng’s full sprint.

What on earth was that all about?

Li Banfeng was completely bewildered when he saw the old man chasing after him, panting, "Young man, you are tough. If you had gone one more step forward just now, I wouldn’t have been able to save you!"

Li Banfeng looked at the elder, full of confusion, and remained silent.

The elder smiled, "I am the Local Deity from the neighboring territory. By the rules, I shouldn’t come to Meng Yuchun’s territory,

"but Meng Yuchun has only recently become the Local Deity. She doesn’t understand some rules; there are things she hasn’t seen before,

"and this girl tends to be careless. The Wounded Demon Fiend, disguised as her, came to create trouble here; I was worried she’d slip up, so I came to take a look."

Li Banfeng remained silent still.

The elder said, "Are you scared? It’s okay, this Wounded Demon Fiend is still quite measured. As long as I’m here, she wouldn’t dare follow too closely."

Li Banfeng blinked, his expression serious as he looked at the old man.

The elder dragged over two Stones and set them on the ground, then said to Li Banfeng, "Don’t worry, let’s sit and talk."

After speaking, the elder sat on one of the Stones.