1121: Seeking Their Own Death

Seeking Their Own Death

He did not know if this d*mn lass had a third Core Ravaging Thunder with her.0

Regardless, he couldn't afford to take this gamble!

The earth layer that flipped over on him earlier had wounded Pundit Li, preventing him from fighting anymore.

Since he already had thoughts of retreating, he promptly dashed backwards. However, he hadn't gone far when he saw a small, snow-white beast akin to a squirrel squatting there, fixating on him covetously with its small eyes.

Pundit Li immediately flared up in anger, roaring with a kick, "Scram!"

D*mn it, even a small weak beast could casually block his way now?

It was simply seeking its own death!

With a dour expression on his face, Pundit Li was confident that his kick would surely send this weak beast flying into outer space.

He simply had no concern about its life or death. Regardless, he just had to kill anything that dared to block his way.

However, the outer-space flight he had imagined did not happen.

Rather, he clearly heard the sound of his leg breaking. He promptly howled, with cold sweat streaming down his head.

Just now, it was like he had kicked an iron plate, causing his leg bone to fracture!

Don't be kidding. He was a level-one spiritual cultivator, after all. At his current state of cultivation, his entire body had already been tempered into an impregnable fortress.

Not to mention kicking this small, weak beast, even if he were implicated by the Core Ravaging Thunder just now, that would still not be enough to make him so wretched.

In other words…

This small beast, this small beast wasn't some weak beast. It, it, it!

Could it be that it was a spiritual beast? Or a divine beast!!?

Pundit Li's eyes bulged in stupefaction as he saw the small, weak beast in front of him growing larger nonstop, suddenly ballooning to the size of a mound. He then dragged his broken leg backwards, gulping down his saliva in panic.

Wh-Why was it like this? What was this monster!

He had never seen a small squirrel that could balloon into the size of a mountain, so he subconsciously shrunk back with protruding eyes.

Yet upon seeing that slender figure standing under the tree when he turned around, he suddenly had a wicked urge. He pounced over at Qiao Mu, grabbing for Qiao Mu's delicate neck with both hands.

It wouldn't do. He needed to capture this d*m lass in order to preserve his life!

*Bang!!* A white, huge, furry tail abruptly lashed down on top of his head, sweeping away that old geezer who was attempting to seize Qiao Mu. He was swept flying in an instant, and he even ended up colliding into a tree with a boom. After this, he gave a painful yelp as he rolled to the ground.

The little white squirrel that had transformed into the size of a mound gazed sternly at Pundit Li with an intimidation Pundit Li could not understand.

After dropping to the ground, he only felt like all his organs had overturned multiple times from that tail sweep. He held it in for two seconds before promptly spitting out the blood that was mixed in with bits of his organs.

With this spurt, his breathing also turned feeble, and he collapsed there on the ground while at his last gasp. Only his eyes were staring at the huge beast in front of him with horror.

He was scared! No, no, no, he was regretful!

"Le-Let me go!" Pundit Li coughed heavily before turning to look back at Qiao Mu, utterring word by word, "Th-This old man can, cough cough, swear allegiance to you as my master!"

Yet Qiao Mu simply had no idea what he was blabbering on about, nor would she give him any response at all.

Seeing that its little master was incomparably stony-faced, the little white squirrel took it as its master not wanting to spare this d*mn old fart's life at all.

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