I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense - Chapter 414:

Chapter 414: Chapter 415: A Cultivator More Terrifying than Flesh Mountain

In the distance, a towering cliff surged forward like a cloud, leaving behind a long trail of strange black flames burning fiercely. The cliff moved at an incredible speed, turning everything in its path to scorched earth.

The ground rumbled thunderously, and several cultivators turned pale with fright in an instant, their feet rooted to the spot as they stared dumbfounded at the terrifying scene before them.

“Senior Sister, didn’t you say that it wouldn’t be dangerous as long as we didn’t go too deep?”

Lin Lan’s voice trembled with a cry, having just entered the depths of the frontier from the battlefield, they were now facing such an entity; their treasure hunt might be over before it even began.

“What is that cliff, are there other creatures in the frontier?”

Qin Huan’s face was also filled with shock, but after taking a closer look, her complexion suddenly turned ashen, her pupils contracting fiercely.

“That’s not a cliff, that’s the Flesh Mountain, comparable to Great Crossing Realm Cultivators, and because it hasn’t fully awakened, there are still some weathered stones on its body!”

“Run fast, a Flesh Mountain of this strength can launch attacks on its own!”

“If we are entangled by its tentacles, we will undoubtedly die!”

No sooner had these words been spoken than everyone present paled considerably; they all understood what the sheer size of the Flesh Mountain represented, a chunk of cliff-sized Flesh Mountain was an entity that even Great Crossing Realm Cultivators would find challenging, and their encounter was almost certainly a death sentence.

Without wasting words, the group turned on their heels and fled like the wind, running back towards the direction of the battlefield.

But then they despaired, for the “cliff” behind them seemed to have spotted them too, and it turned, tailing them relentlessly.

“Senior Sister Qin, will we die here?”

Lin Lan wept ceaselessly, her tears falling uncontrollably.

Qin Lan bit her lip tightly, she had never imagined the frontier to be so perilous; just upon entering its depths, they had encountered such a being. No wonder the Great Crossing Realm Cultivators had perished here; she had underestimated the dangers of the frontier.

“I’m sorry, Junior Sister Lin, your sister has led you astray!”

“I still have a few lifesaving talismans here, take and share them; that should be more than enough to escape back to the battlefield.”

Qin Lan flipped her wrist, producing several golden talismans and handed them to everyone.

“What about you, Senior Sister?”

“I will lure the Flesh Mountain away to buy you all time. These are Instant Transmission Talismans; we didn’t venture too deep, just a few breaths’ time could take us back to the battlefield.”

Qin Lan’s eyes were firm, as if she had made some sort of resolution. It was her own arrogance that had led everyone to this perilous situation, and she had to make amends for her mistake.

“Senior Sister, you don’t have to do this. Without finding treasures, our lives will be worse than death once we get out; Young Master Wang won’t let us off. Instead of suffering torment under his hands, we might as well die here!”

“Exactly, I won’t leave either!”

The other two cultivators spoke up.

“Senior Sister Qin, I’m not leaving either; you came here for all of us, how can we live on alone!”

Lin Lan added.

“You all…”

Qin Huan’s eyes welled up; she never expected her career would come to an end here. There were still so many things she hadn’t done, so much vengeance she hadn’t exacted.

She had yet to personally avenge her sisters against Young Master Wang, which was somewhat unwilling on her part.

But just as everyone was sinking into despair, ready to give up resistance, a sudden voice burst through.

“What are you four doing standing around here?”

The few figures stopped in their tracks, looking up to see a young man standing atop the cliff of the Flesh Mountain, looking down on them from above.

At the same time, under the relentless scorching of pitch-black flames, large chunks of flesh from the Flesh Mountain fell off and completely turned into a pile of ashes.

The towering Flesh Mountain disappeared from their sight, the visual shock causing even greater unease in their hearts.

Li Xiaobai climbed up from the ground, dusting off the dirt on his body. He was extremely pleased with the loot he had just gained. The Flesh Mountain of the Mahayana Realm provided a cover range of a full fifty meters. This was equivalent to the effect that would normally require several hours of repeated burning on Great Crossing Realm Cultivators.

The frontier was indeed a great place for leveling up.

[Hellfire… Current coverage range: 560 meters.]

Watching the young man who was clearing away the dust, the cultivators were all dumb-founded, looking at him as if he were some kind of monstrous creature.

“Senior, did you just stand on the back of the Flesh Mountain?”

Qin Huan tried to appear calm, forcibly steadying her nerves. The young man in front of her was more terrifying than the Flesh Mountain itself. With a mere gesture, he turned the Flesh Mountain of the Great Crossing Realm into ashes and dust. If he harbored evil intentions, they would inevitably be doomed today.

“Hmm, that was my Flesh Mountain Battlefield, a special mode of transportation for the frontier. Unfortunately, it couldn’t withstand much and fell apart after a short run.”

Li Xiaobai nodded, speaking nonchalantly while he scanned his surroundings trying to determine the direction.

Upon hearing this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of the cultivators. Using a Flesh Mountain capable of matching Great Crossing Realm Cultivators as a mode of transportation—what level of cultivation must one hold to do such a thing?

Even the City Lord didn’t dare to do such a thing, did he?

Who exactly was this seemingly young cultivator who popped up from nowhere, a supreme power perhaps?

“Thank you, Senior, for saving our lives!”

All four young men and women on the scene knelt down to express their gratitude in unison. Although the Flesh Mountain was actually lured over by the great one himself, they couldn’t afford to lose their proper manners. Otherwise, if he became displeased, their little lives would be at risk.

“Trivial matter. What are you doing here? Do you know what direction this is?”

Li Xiaobai waved his hand and asked.

“To answer the great one, this is deep within the frontline territories guarded by the First Battlefield. Did Senior not come from the First Battlefield?”

Yang Huan inquired tentatively.

“Hmm, I came from the Fourth Battlefield. It’s a bit far, and the direction is hard to discern.”

Li Xiaobai nodded and said. He hadn’t expected that the Flesh Mountain would actually bring him directly to the area of the First Battlefield—it was a convenient turn of events. The cultivator who resembled the old beggar, along with the Blood Sacrifice Fragment, was likely hidden here.

They would be found soon.

Yang Huan and the others were utterly shocked. The distance between the Fourth and the First Battlefield was immense, spanning over tens of thousands of miles. This formidable Senior stood before them, having crossed the frontier’s vastness alone — what kind of a being was capable of such a fearsome feat!

“This junior, Yang Huan, pays respect to the Senior. We are seeking fortunes in the deep frontier, hence our presence here. Please, could you provide some guidance?”

Yang Huan spoke through gritted teeth. This was their last chance; the frontier was too dangerous. If this Senior was willing to take them along, they might be able to find the treasures successfully.

Li Xiaobai felt quite puzzled. He had already opened a First-Class shop, so why were these young people still so eager to hunt for treasures?

Surely not, surely not. There couldn’t really be someone who thought that so-called treasures could compare to Tangneng First-Class and the First-Class shops!