Li Mo is More Terrifying Than Demons

The crimson fox's blazing red smoke carried scorching heat, inheriting the traits of Miasma Spiritual Power, making the walls crackle and pop.

"Growl..."

It let out a threatening low roar, then its aura suddenly condensed as it lunged with all four limbs toward the Human-Faced Deer, locking together in a nimble tangle.

The crimson fox was extremely aggressive; the moment its prey showed an opening, even at the cost of mutual destruction, it would bite down on the Human-Faced Deer's neck.

Li Mo couldn't help but suck in a cold breath, watching as the Human-Faced Deer pierced the crimson fox with its large antlers, quickly splitting his awareness to control the fox's actions.

The crimson fox was half-real, half-illusory, but since it was ultimately made of Li Mo's flesh and blood and spiritual power, every injury it suffered indirectly caused his own flesh and blood to vanish.

"Eat, eat, eat..."

The Human-Faced Deer turned its head, the Nectar Spiritual Energy radiating from it distorting its body, its gaze locking onto Li Mo not far away.

Li Mo wouldn't give them a chance to counterattack; instantly, the crimson fox's eyes turned bloodshot.

Boom!!!

As the high-temperature scorching raged, a deafening explosion echoed through the corridor.

The apprentices and servants in the side rooms didn't dare move a muscle, their ears filled with the crimson fox's screeches and the Human-Faced Deer's wails, sending chills down their spines.

The Pawnshop had become a battlefield where cultivators fought the Human-Faced Deer.

Even in other parts of Smelting Town, Human-Faced Deer were being born from the Elk Monster.

Jin Li's tall frame revealed crisscrossing blood vessels on his back, writhing like living things, further boosting his strength.

The Protective Mystical Method he mastered required implanting a Qianqiu Seed into his spine.

The so-called Qianqiu Seed was actually the unformed eggs of a loach; after hatching inside the body, they replaced muscles to power the entire frame.

Jin Li panted heavily, beating the Human-Faced Deer to death with his bare fists.

Even when wounds appeared on him, they healed at a visible rate, leaving no scars on his skin.

This wasn't because the Protective Mystical Method had an extremely strong self-healing ability, but rather due to the Nectar Spiritual Energy from the Elk Monster.

Thick Nectar Spiritual Energy filled the air; whether cultivator or Human-Faced Deer, the moment they were injured, the energy actively surged toward the wounds, indiscriminately healing all living things within range.

But one thing had to be noted.

Never let the bones be damaged—once bones were injured, the Nectar Spiritual Energy would cause the healed bones to twist and deform, and the proliferating bone matter would gradually fill the flesh.

Forming a Bone Prison, forcibly solidifying the body and trapping the consciousness inside.

After Jin Li finished off the Human-Faced Deer, he looked toward the Calligraphy and Painting Hall.

He vaguely remembered that three Human-Faced Deer had charged in there, and since no cultivator had made a move yet, he might be able to pick up some Mid-grade Spirit Stones for free.

Just as Jin Li started moving, he felt a wave of heat hit his face, accompanied by a loud explosion.

He quickly stopped in his tracks, realizing that a cultivator was stationed in the Calligraphy and Painting Hall, and their cultivation was at least Childhood Stage Layer 3—otherwise, the spell power they displayed couldn't be this terrifying.

The crimson fox grew more and more effortless, completely dominating the slaughter.

But Li Mo was somewhat helpless; the first time he summoned the crimson fox, he hadn't controlled the force well, injecting too much spiritual power into the Beast Head Tattoo.

The resulting crimson fox was indeed powerful, but it temporarily consumed half of his flesh and blood.

If not for the Leakless Body sustaining his dwindling Essence, Qi, and Spirit, Li Mo would have already fainted the moment he released the spell.

The correct way to use Paint Green Clothes was to ensure the summoned crimson fox didn't affect the main body.

Li Mo also had to find a way afterward to raise his blood vitality limit—maybe branding the heart was a good choice?

Fortunately, he was facing the Human-Faced Deer.

The Human-Faced Deer stared fixedly at Zeng Xiaoyi and the other, refusing to let go; even with the crimson fox's threat looming large, they kept trying to kill their target.

Zeng Xiaoyi snapped back to reality, gazing at Li Mo, now an Immortal Master, with complex emotions, understanding that the gap between them was like a chasm.

There was no jealousy in his heart, only admiration for Li Mo's talent.

After all, Zeng Xiaoyi had witnessed Li Mo's transformation from a Painter apprentice to an Immortal Master at the Pawnshop in just a few months.

"Li Mo, watch out!!!"

Zeng Xiaoyi noticed that the commotion from the Human-Faced Deer had cracked the walls, and they were now collapsing toward Li Mo.

Li Mo remained standing still.

He bent his Magic Finger, condensing the last of his Miasma Spiritual Power into a single speck of dust.

The moment the dust shot toward the Human-Faced Deer, Li Mo recalled the Crimson Fox Tattoo.

The Human-Faced Deer let out a mournful cry as the dust drilled into its head, then dispersed back into Miasma Spiritual Power, twisting its expression.

The deer's head swelled several times over, and with a dull thud, a rain of flesh and blood fell like droplets.

The Fox Head Tattoo reappeared on Li Mo's left upper arm, and his body quickly filled out.

He nimbly dodged the collapsing wall, then lashed out with Miasma Silk Thread to cut off the Human-Faced Deer's life force, shaking his hands slightly in discomfort.

Even with the ability to multitask, Li Mo still needed to strengthen his control over the crimson fox.

After the tattoo returned, he felt that a full tenth of his flesh and blood was missing, and an untimely hunger stirred in his stomach.

Under the watch of Zeng Xiaoyi and the other, Li Mo stood in the blood-soaked walkway, mechanically stuffing dry rations into his mouth.

They had the illusion that Li Mo was the true man-eating demon.

More and more cultivators from outside chose to join the siege against the Human-Faced Deer.

Li Mo didn't plan to interfere further. As a cultivator at Childhood Stage Layer 1, killing three Human-Faced Deer was already astonishing enough.

Besides, his Miasma Spiritual Power had been heavily consumed, and his body needed recuperation.

As the situation gradually stabilized, Li Mo looked toward the Warehouse. The Elk Monster was shrouded in thick fog formed by the formation, and from the occasional tremors shaking the ground, it was clear the Great Fish had already fallen into the trap.

Numerous covert gazes fixed on the silent Calligraphy and Painting Hall.

Li Mo's heart sank. After tossing the Human-Faced Deer corpses into a corner of the Painting Studio, he signaled Zeng Xiaoyi and the other to retreat immediately.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed several figures approaching the Calligraphy and Painting Hall with ill intent, seemingly hoping to claim a share of Li Mo's spoils.

On high alert, Li Mo diverted his focus to absorb spiritual energy and recover his cultivation base.

A middle-aged man was the first to show himself. A bulging lump rose on his back—his Spell involved controlling the hundreds of venomous bees bred inside that lump.

"Young friend."

"A strange beast I gravely wounded seems to have fled into the Calligraphy and Painting Hall. If you don't mind, let me take a look?"

"Call it out. See if it answers."

Li Mo had no intention of backing down. The Crimson Fox Tattoo on his left arm's surface once again blazed fiery red, the once-stiff Fox Head turning fiercely savage.

A Human-Faced Deer could fetch one Mid-grade Spirit Stone, equivalent to twenty Low-grade Spirit Stones.

At his current speed of condensing spirit stones, relying on his Leakless Body, he would have to mine for years—and even then, he'd only obtain broken spirit stones.

"Hehehe, peace brings wealth. I can help you ward off disaster..."

Li Mo's mind raced, searching for any opening. Even if he couldn't kill his opponent openly, he would at least shut that dog mouth.

The stalemate was a spark away from ignition.

Jin Li stepped out from the shadows, directly cutting off the middle-aged man's words: "Old Poisonous Insect, he's a friend of mine. Let this go."

Old Poisonous Insect's face turned ugly, his eyes darting around.

Just then, the mountain peak where Smelting Town sat began to shake. The Elk Monster's shadow pressed down toward the Warehouse, causing the surrounding buildings to collapse.

The Nectar Spiritual Energy grew thin.