There's a Cultivation Sect in the Village
Chapter 65

Concealment Technique

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The two exchanged a glance and decided to hold off on cutting down the tree for now and go check on the situation.

Among the many Law Technique Lin Xiao had created before, there was one called "Concealment Technique," which was specifically prepared for this kind of situation.

Sun Yigao had already learned it long ago.

So the two used Concealment Technique to hide their presence and quietly walked towards the direction from which the commotion was coming.

Upon arriving nearby, they saw several people fighting with swords in front of them.

There were five people in total, all of whom looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old, and all of them were wearing the same style of silver-patterned red clothes.

The five-person swordsmanship looked quite impressive; their attacks were fast, and they even did a lot of spinning around, their clothes fluttering in the wind.

During this time, some people seized the opportunity to occasionally send two small fireballs flying or spray a few jets of water.

Seeing this, Lin Xiao, who had created a bunch of cool and practical Law Technique, fell silent.

The reason is simple: the people fighting are actually at the fifth or sixth level of Qi Refining!

This is how people at the fifth or sixth level of Qi Refining fight!

Shouldn't it be a dazzling array of Law Technique, like using leaves as blades to create a flurry of flying leaves, or man and sword becoming one and unleashing ten thousand swords at once?

Lin Xiao suddenly felt that all the Law Technique he had created before had suddenly lost their meaning.

Meanwhile, Sun Yigao, who had recently been learning all sorts of strange Law Technique from Lin Xiao in his spare time from cultivation, also fell silent.

Although they had never encountered cultivators from the outside world, they wondered if this was how cultivators fought.

This seems to differ somewhat from what Brother Xiao explained to them before.

The two fell silent, while voices could be heard coming from the other side of the battle.

Then one of the men with a large, round face shouted:

"Yuan Qing! Hand over the Shadow Grass, and for the sake of our fellow disciples, we might spare your lives!"

The cultivator named Yuan Qing, whom he had called out to, was back-to-back with another companion, defending against the three's attack.

The squinty-eyed cultivator, called Yuan Qing, gritted his teeth and said:

"Stop talking nonsense! Yuan Gang, give up on that idea! Qingqing is still waiting for the Shadow Grass to save her life, I will never hand it over to you!"

His companion, who was leaning against him and fighting alongside him, also spoke up:

"Yuan Gang, you despicable man! How dare you violate the sect's rule against killing fellow disciples! I will definitely report you to the Law Enforcement Hall when we get back!"

As they talked, their swords didn't slow down at all; they continued their back-and-forth fighting relentlessly.

However, it was ultimately a two-on-three situation, and the numerical disadvantage was obvious. Gradually, Yuan Qing and his companion inevitably suffered several cuts.

The cultivator called Yuan Gang, seeing their struggles, couldn't help but laugh:

"Xu Juan, isn't this enough consideration for our fellow disciples? Otherwise, you would all be meeting your maker long ago!"

Yuan Qing was struck in the arm again, and he almost collapsed, forced to cover his wound with one hand while struggling to parry the blow with the other.

"Yuan Gang, aren't you afraid of being punished by the head of the family for acting like this!"

Yuan Gang laughed and said:

"The patriarch will punish me for your sake? Do you think that's possible? I'm the Second Elder's only son, and you? You're just an orphan who lost both parents, only able to have a place in the Yuan Household because of your marriage contract with Qingqing. Believe me, even if I kill you today, the patriarch won't do anything to me, and he'll even betroth Qingqing to me! Hahahaha!"

Hearing his words, Yuan Qing gritted his teeth and lowered his head slightly.

He knew that Yuan Gang was right; the patriarch would never do anything to Yuan Gang, the elder's only son, because of him.

Because now, he has no power or influence in the Yuan Household or the sect, and he is nothing.

Thinking that they were outnumbered and that he and his brother Xu Juan were likely to die here, and that Qingqing might be betrothed to Yuan Gang by the family head after his death, he suddenly felt a little depressed.

Sensing Yuan Qing's dejected expression behind him, Xu Juan quickly turned around to shield him from a sword strike and said:

Wake up, Yuan Qing! If you die, you'll truly lose everything!

In an instant, Xu Juan was struck on the shoulder by a sword, and his red clothes were immediately soaked in blood, turning deep red.

Yuan Gang's companion said:

"Hey Xu, this has nothing to do with you. If you don't help him, we might let you off the hook out of consideration for our shared sect."

Xu Juan looked at them and chuckled:

"Let me go? You think I'll go back to the Law Enforcement Hall and report you? Do you really think I'm a three-year-old? Even if I die today, I'll skin you alive!"

As he spoke, he drew his sword and swung it at them.

Xu Juan thought his sword strike would surely miss, but to his surprise, with a 'thud,' the tip of his sword had already deeply pierced into the opponent's shoulder.

The other person stood there, stunned, without uttering a sound.

At the same time, Yuan Qing and Xu Juan noticed that the intense attacks from the three opponents had suddenly vanished in an instant.

Yuan Qing had been feeling somewhat dejected, looked up and found that Yuan Gang and the other two were frozen in place, completely motionless.

Meanwhile, Lin Xiao, hiding behind a tree not far away, was marveling at how effective this Body Immobilization Technique was at murder and robbery.

As long as the opponent's Spiritual Power is far less than his, they will not be able to break through the bindings of his Body Immobilization Technique and will be at his mercy.

Xu Juan was the first to react; he immediately looked around warily.

Who is it?!

Neither Lin Xiao nor Sun Yigao moved.

Xu Juan shouted again:

"Please don't try to hide your true intentions!"

As he spoke, he slowly moved forward.

Unfortunately, the direction he moved was precisely where Lin Xiao and his companion were hiding.

Lin Xiao inwardly cursed. They've frozen him in place, and they still won't leave! They're even looking for me! Are they crazy?

So he decisively lifted the Body Immobilization Technique on the Yuan Gang.

Having regained Yuan Gang freedom, the three men looked around with lingering fear, while the other two were already considering leaving.

After seeing that no one had come out for a while, Yuan Gang's courage, which had been timid for a moment, grew again. He thought that it was probably just something from this secret realm passing by.

So he called to his two companions, and they attacked Xu Juan and Yuan Qing with their swords drawn.

Xu Juan and Yuan Qing were both wounded and exhausted. Just when they were about to face another desperate situation, the three people opposite them suddenly stood still.

After this happened twice, Xu Juan and Yuan Qing finally stopped dawdling, simply thanked the sky, and then helped each other leave the dense forest.

Once they were far away, Lin Xiao released the Body Immobilization Technique on Yuan Gang and the other two.

The three were filled with surprise and doubt, not knowing what was going on, and they quickly ran away.

In fact, with their Qi Refining Fifth Layer or sixth level of Qi Refining, the three of them could have broken through Lin Xiao's Body Immobilization Technique if they had really put in their best effort.

However, since their lives were not in danger and they were also frightened, they did not think to use all their strength to break free of the restraints.

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