I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense Chapter 1210

Chapter 1210: Chapter 1211: The Little Broken Bowl Shows Its Power Chapter 1210: Chapter 1211: The Little Broken Bowl Shows Its Power “Hmph, why should I bet with you, and what can you offer me?”

The elder snorted coldly, not bothering to answer. His disciple ranked last among all the participants from the three caves and six mansions, and it was his disciple who would initiate the first layer of the trial. Although he had absolute confidence in his disciple, he couldn't guarantee that this bald guy wouldn't play tricks. There was no need to engage in a meaningless contest of pride.

“I'll give you one hundred million.”

Li Xiaobai said indifferently.

“Pfft!”

The elder hadn't responded yet, but Huhua next to him couldn't help laughing out loud, her branches quivering in amusement.

“One hundred million?”

“And you?”

“At such a solemn occasion, you bald man still have the mood to joke? Better prepare for your disciple's funeral instead.”

Huhua spoke with a chilly look in her eyes.

“Hehe, the world ridicules me for being overly mad, but I laugh at others for their shallow sight. I originally thought that you all, being Saint Realm powerhouses and standing at the peak of the Central Origin Realm, would have a slightly different perspective and scope. But what a disappointment to see today that you share the same insight as the vulgar crowd.”

“What's so special about one hundred million? In my entire life, I've lacked everything but money!”

“If this old man's disciple can truly defeat mine, what's the problem with presenting one hundred million with both hands?”

Li Xiaobai stood with his hands behind his back, showing disdain for the cold sneers and hot jeers from the powerful cultivators.

With the little broken bowl in hand, how could Meng Qi possibly lose?

No matter who the opponent is, as long as they are still within the power scope of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, a single encounter would be enough for them to be obliterated by the little broken bowl. These so-called Saint Heirs would undoubtedly have no chance.

“With the Sect Master here, we dare not spout nonsense.”

The other elders each indicated with their words that they considered one hundred million top-notch Immortal Stones to be pure nonsense. This bald man was making outrageous claims without any preparation. Even they couldn't produce one hundred million that quickly, and yet this man claimed he could just pull it out?

“What I said will certainly be honored, just you watch.”

Li Xiaobai said.

“Fine then, what's the harm in betting with you? I not only wager that your disciple will lose, but I also declare that she won't last more than ten breaths before being beheaded!”

The elder spoke with a sinister tone. The relationships between the Saint Heirs were not harmonious; it was already hard enough dealing with other Saint Heirs, let alone another potential competitor. If there was a chance to kill Meng Qi in the crib, there would be no hesitation.

To outsiders, such competitive relationships might appear cruel and ruthless, but within the Blood Demon Sect, it was all too normal. That's why, although geniuses were in short supply in the Blood Demon Sect, it was also not lacking in them.

“Gentlemen, now that the bet has been placed, please be sure to adhere to it strictly. Meng Qi has already entered; we will soon see the outcome.”

Xueshenzi spoke softly.

At this moment, Meng Qi's figure had already completely disappeared at the mouth of the cave, having entered into the first layer.

“Bald Elder is visiting the Blood Demon Sect for the first time and might not be clear about some rules. All the windows of the three caves and six mansions have a lamp lit. If a Saint Heir is defeated, the candle flame of the floor they are on will go out. That also signifies that Meng Qi can enter the next level. But if it doesn't go out, it means the challenge has failed.”

“The trial site is merciless in close combat; death and injury are normal. Everything depends on one's fate.”

Xueshenzi said slowly.

Li Xiaobai nodded, “We shall see.”

At the same time.

Inside the tower.

Meng Qi, her face filled with trepidation, was moving forward. The tower featured a spiral staircase, each level housing a vast cavernous room, its interior aglow with bright lamps, ornately decorated to gleam with gold and jade splendor.

A figure was waiting there.

“Are you the new disciple that just joined?”

“I am Aguda, the Saint Heir of the Blood Demon Sect, at your service.”

The young man had a handsome face with an unhealthy pallor, his thin frame suggesting a serious lack of vitality. However, Meng Qi, who was a master at the Heavenly Immortal Realm just like him, could sense an incomparable, immense pressure emanating from him. If it really came down to a fight, this person would surely be a formidable opponent, one she currently could not defeat.

“I am Meng Qi, the Great Disciple of the Bald Elder from the Blood Demon Sect, and I have the honor to meet you, elder brother. Today, I face the Three Caverns and Six Mansions trial, and I hope for elder brother to show some leniency.”

Meng Qi also gave a proper bow, her words courteous.

To be honest, up until now, she was feeling utterly confused. The sure-win strategy Li Xiaobai had taught her was just too unbelievable, and she had no confidence in it whatsoever.

If she were to fail at the first level, not only would she lose face for herself and her master, but it would probably also mean a temporary setback for the mission entrusted to her by the Demon Sealing Sect.

“Showing mercy is out of the question. Someone has told me that you must die here today to eliminate future troubles. However, I am by nature a kind-hearted person, so if you turn around right now and leave, I am not incapable of sparing your life.”

Aguda said coldly.

Meng Qi shivered involuntarily, seeing nothing but boundless murderous intent in the eyes of her opponent, without any other desire. This was a killing maniac, one who killed for the sake of killing, and the intense aura of bloodshed sent chills down the spine of one who, like her, had been nourished in the Righteous Sects since childhood.

The fellow in front of her claimed he would let her go, but she had no doubt that if she truly turned to leave, he would not hesitate to strike her down immediately.

“I am here today to challenge for the position of Saint Heir. Until I seize that title, I will not leave.”

Meng Qi spoke calmly, flipping her wrist to discreetly produce a small broken bowl, deciding to bet it all on Li Xiaobai's move.

“Good, your decision to stay shows great confidence in your strength, and I like to battle with confident cultivators.”

“I, Aguda, now make this prediction: within one breath, you will be kneeling right here, begging me to spare your wretched life!”

Aguda casually pointed to the ground beneath his feet as he spoke.

At the same time, a bloody, gargantuan heart appeared behind him, countless blood-red tendrils spreading out like thick branches, sweeping towards Meng Qi.

“How arrogant!”

Meng Qi's anger flared up. This man named Aguda was utterly dismissive of her–when had she ever been treated with such contempt?

She aimed the small bowl in her hand at Aguda, then shouted: “Come into my bowl — fast!”

“Swish!”

A dazzling white light split the sky, and in an instant, the blood-red tendrils, along with Aguda himself, were absorbed by the small broken bowl and vanished without a trace. The entire cavern quieted down in an instant, as if all the previous odd phenomena were merely illusions.

Aguda's words were not wrong; the fight was over in just one breath, but the one who was finished was not Meng Qi, but himself.

“What the…”

“So strong?”

Meng Qi stared dumbfounded at the small broken bowl in her hand, her expression shifting from stunned to excited. At this moment, she truly realized what kind of existence this unassuming bowl was.

“With this bowl to assist me, I can become the Divine Child!”

Chapter end

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