Three Spells Frighten Off the Enemy (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

Watching three arm-thick Mana Water Arrows shoot toward him at incredible speed, the Qi Refining Third Layer rogue cultivator's expression changed drastically.

Judging from the appearance and fluctuations of these Mana Water Arrows, this Water Arrow Technique had at least reached the Minor Accomplishment Stage!

Moreover, when the other party cast the spell, he had vaguely sensed the Spiritual Pressure emanating from the other party's Spell Power.

"How is this possible?! Qi Refining Third Layer! A Minor Accomplishment Stage Water Arrow Technique!"

"And this Water Arrow Technique isn't merely at the ordinary Minor Accomplishment Stage. He must have immersed himself in it for a long time!"

"He's so young, only around twelve years old. How did he manage it?"

The rogue cultivator was utterly shocked, finding it simply unbelievable.

After all, although he too had mastered the Minor Accomplishment Stage Fireball Technique, he was no longer young and had spent many years painstakingly raising it to that stage.

But what about his opponent?

Though incomparably startled, he reacted swiftly. He immediately took out a fist-sized Bronze Shield. Under the stimulation of Spell Power, it instantly expanded to basin-size, radiating brilliant light and giving off an indestructible impression.

This Bronze Shield was a defensive Low-grade Magic Tool.

Though it was merely a Low-grade Magic Tool, defensive Magic Artifacts were rarer and more precious than offensive ones. Moreover, this Bronze Shield's defensive power was among the finest of Low-grade Magic Tools, second only to Mid-grade Magic Tools.

Once activated, it could block ordinary spells outside.

Bang!

Just as he raised his Bronze Shield, the first Mana Water Arrow in the air ahead collided with the crimson fireball, barely half the size of a fist, that he had launched.

The instant they collided, a shockwave spread out. Then, after holding on for only a few breaths, that half-fist-sized Crimson Fireball was extinguished.

Yet although the first Mana Water Arrow had not dissipated, it had shrunk considerably.

It then struck his Bronze Shield, jolting him violently before the Mana Water Arrow vanished as well.

However, the rogue cultivator did not relax, because two more Mana Water Arrows followed behind it!

Then, the two Mana Water Arrows, each beyond the Minor Accomplishment Stage, struck the Bronze Shield before him one after another.

After the second Mana Water Arrow, a faint crack appeared on his Bronze Shield.

When the third Mana Water Arrow finally landed, cracks spread across the entire Bronze Shield. Then, with a bang, it shattered outright.

Blood streamed from the rogue cultivator's palm. Seeing the Bronze Shield explode, his expression changed sharply, and he hurriedly retreated.

As he backed away, he wiped his hand, producing a Talisman. It immediately ignited and transformed into a stream of green wind that wrapped around him.

This was a Tier 1 High-grade Wind-Walking Talisman. It possessed little power, but was exceptionally useful for escape. Even Mid Qi Refining Stage cultivators would struggle to catch up with it. He had obtained it by chance and treasured it ever since; now, he had finally used it.

As a rogue cultivator, he knew that one would sometimes encounter a hard bone. He had originally intended to use it when facing a Mid or Late Qi Refining Stage expert, yet he had used it against a Qi Refining Third Layer cultivator—and one who looked only around twelve years old at that!

Watching the rogue cultivator flee, Qi Chuan inwardly sighed in regret.

However, after unleashing three full-force attacks in rapid succession, the burden on him was immense and he had consumed some Spell Power. With no means of catching the other party, he could only let him leave.

Then, Qi Chuan turned his gaze toward the other directions.

Not far away, the Young Man of around thirteen was using a mid-grade defensive Magic Artifact to protect himself. He only defended without attacking, leaving a Qi Refining Third Layer rogue cultivator helpless against him.

Farther away, another Qi Family Cultivator in his thirties at the Qi Refining Third Layer was fighting a Qi Refining Third Layer Peak rogue cultivator. He had already suffered some injuries and was in a precarious situation.

But most importantly, at the center of the caravan, the Qi Family Cultivator at the Qi Refining Sixth Layer was barely holding on against the combined assault of one Qi Refining Sixth Layer and one Qi Refining Fifth Layer rogue cultivator. He could fall at any moment.

This is looking rather bad.

Qi Chuan watched the scene and thought to himself.

At present, all he could do was help with the battles among the Qi Refining Third Layer cultivators. But even if he helped resolve those two Qi Refining Third Layer rogue cultivators, it would be of no use in the battle between Qi Refining Sixth Layer cultivators.

Once their Qi Refining Sixth Layer cultivator was defeated, the situation would still collapse.

But should he flee?

"Hmph! A few fleas dare stroke the tiger's whiskers!"

Just then, from a huge carriage near the center of the caravan, the square waterproof canopy burst apart. An Old Woman rushed out, raised her withered hand, and released a sharp blade-light.

Within the sharp blade-light was the faint shadow of a blade. It streaked through the air at extreme speed and slashed across the Qi Refining Sixth Layer rogue cultivator's neck.

"Late... Qi Refining..."

The Qi Refining Sixth Layer rogue cultivator touched his neck and spoke with difficulty. A fine crack appeared on his neck, blood faintly seeping from it. The next moment, his arm dropped limply. Without his hand to support it, his head fell as well. His Headless Corpse collapsed to the ground, lying dead on the spot as blood sprayed everywhere.

The remaining Qi Refining Fifth Layer rogue cultivator was horrified at the sight. He slapped a Talisman onto himself and turned to flee, but was quickly caught up to and slain by the sharp blade-light.

As for the final two Qi Refining Third Layer rogue cultivators, their deaths were even more clean and decisive, not worth mentioning.

Not far from Qi Chuan, Qi Feng watched the Qi Refining Third Layer rogue cultivator before him die. His face was pale as he let out a long breath, then withdrew his mid-grade defensive Magic Artifact. Yet his heart still pounded with lingering fear.

Although his mid-grade defensive Magic Artifact had excellent defensive capabilities, it consumed far too much Spell Power. His Qi Refining Third Layer Spell Power could not sustain such expenditure.

It looked as though he had emerged unscathed from the attacks of a Qi Refining Third Layer rogue cultivator, but only Qi Feng himself knew that if the other party had held on a little longer, once his Spell Power ran low, he would have been the one to die.

Good thing... good thing Third Grandmother appeared in time...

Qi Feng murmured inwardly, then swept his eyes around with lingering fright.

He discovered that not a single Xiu Xian practitioner from the Qi Family present had died.

Even the Qi Family Qi Refining Third Layer cultivator in his thirties, though covered in injuries and unconscious, was not in danger of dying.

What surprised him most was Qi Chuan, standing not far away with a calm expression.

"Isn't he only at Qi Refining Second Layer? How can he be so calm? There isn't even any blood on him, nor does he look disheveled. Did no rogue cultivator attack him just now?"

Qi Feng stared at Qi Chuan, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Though he had been protected by a mid-grade Magic Artifact just now, this was his first encounter with such a battle, and he had not dared divert his attention in the slightest. He had not paid attention to the other battlefields, so he had no idea what had happened on Qi Chuan's side.

Even he, equipped with a mid-grade defensive Magic Artifact, was still shaken and had used more than half his Spell Power. Yet the other party, a seemingly twelve-year-old Qi Refining Second Layer cultivator, was so composed, just as he had been before the battle began. It was truly difficult for him to believe.

This person really is lucky. Perhaps precisely because he is too weak to affect the battle, no rogue cultivator targeted him.

Qi Feng could not help thinking.

In the distance, the Qi Family Qi Refining Sixth Layer cultivator swept his gaze over the entire caravan and frowned slightly. "One actually got away."

He remembered that there had been five rogue cultivators in total. Now there were only four corpses, meaning one Qi Refining Third Layer rogue cultivator had escaped.

Earlier, this Qi Refining Sixth Layer cultivator had been besieged by a Qi Refining Sixth Layer and a Qi Refining Fifth Layer cultivator. He had been in grave danger and had no time to watch the other battlefields.

Only the Qi Refining Eighth Layer Old Woman, after retrieving her High-grade Flying Dagger Magic Tool, glanced toward Qi Chuan with her cloudy eyes. She seemed rather surprised, as though she had noticed Qi Chuan's earlier actions.

"A twelve-year-old Qi Refining Third Layer cultivator? A Minor Accomplishment Stage Water Arrow Technique?"

"Where did this Dark Horse come from?"

"It seems the Inner Sect Quota may have a slight possibility of changing. But only a slight one, after all, that Qi Chan'er..."

Many thoughts surfaced in her mind.

However, as a Late Qi Refining Stage Elder of the Qi Family with half her body already in the grave, she did not say much to anyone else. She merely offered Qi Chuan a faint smile from afar and nodded slightly.