Cultivation is just so scientific!

Chapter 61 Slaying Demons

"Stay here and don't move!" the Foundation Establishment Cultivator ordered Li Shiming.

No sooner had the words left the cultivator's lips than a cold glint flew from his hand, carrying him aloft. He shot towards the house with tremendous speed.

Gu Jia nodded to Li Shiming and then summoned a flash of sword light, similarly soaring into the air.

Li Shiming obediently remained where he was; playing the hero was not his intention.

Just thinking about the Sky Sea Sect sending a Foundation Establishment Cultivator was enough to understand the complexity of the situation.

For a novice like him, even observing from a distance was exceedingly risky.

He then took out a monocular. The monocular produced no fluctuations of Spiritual Energy, so using it wouldn't alert the Foundation Establishment Cultivator and Gu Jia.

Besides, even if they did notice the monocular, they, as cultivators, would likely not pay any attention to such a trivial object.

"I smell the scent of a Xuanming Sect brat!" the Foundation Establishment Cultivator transmitted as he approached the house.

Upon hearing this, Gu Jia was both excited and frightened.

He was thrilled that his report to the sect was correct, but terrified that the Xuanming Sect had extended their reach here, which implied difficult days ahead for him.

With a wave of his hand, a terrifying sword light gleamed in the darkness, cascading a blanket of light towards the house.

The house was instantly disintegrated by the sword light, and the cultivator inside was startled awake.

Seeing the brilliant sword light, a look of horror flashed across the cultivator's eyes.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood that transformed into a giant skull that met the sword light head-on.

After deploying this giant skull, the cultivator seemed as if he had drained much of his vital blood, causing his body to shrink.

He spat out another mouthful of core blood along with a red talisman.

"Trying to escape!" boomed the voice of the Foundation Establishment Cultivator, godlike, resonating through heaven and earth. The sword light, after shattering the giant skull, split into three beams. One beam aimed at the red talisman while the other two attempted to block the cultivator's potential escape routes.

The red talisman transformed into a streak of bloody light, shooting towards the city center along with the cultivator's figure.

He knew well that escaping the Foundation Establishment Cultivator by speed was impossible in a mundane city.

But if he could get to a densely populated area with mortals, his various techniques might give him a chance to survive.

One sword beam slashed through the bloody light, shearing off a small section; the bloody light continued to flee.

The other two sword beams followed, slicing off nearly half of the bloody light.

The cultivator, severely maimed within the bloody light, a look of despair flashed across his eyes.

He hadn't expected that the Foundation Establishment Cultivator who came this time would be an expert in offensive sword Dao. Foundation Establishment Cultivators also varied in strength, and this one's power was absolutely top-tier in his realm.

With venomous resentment, he glared at the Foundation Establishment Cultivator. The Spiritual Energy Vortex within him suddenly contracted, and a black Spiritual Energy arose from the center of the vortex.

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator was confident in his swordsmanship; a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, no matter how cunning, couldn't escape his sword light.

His three beams of sword light had obliterated most of the cultivator's vitality, leaving him powerless to flee further.

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator wanted a living captive; he sought to understand why a Xuanming Sect cultivator had appeared here. Was there some conspiracy?

The war between Sky Sea Sect and Xuanming Sect had lasted a hundred years, and neither side had extended their reach into the secular realm of the other.

The secular world is the foundation of a sect; without the common people of the secular world, the sect would lose its source of future cultivators.

If Xuanming Sect really made a move on the secular domains of Sky Sea Sect, the war between the two major sects would escalate.

"He's going to self-destruct!" The Foundation Establishment Cultivator sensed unstable Spiritual Power Pattern fluctuations emanating from the cultivator and frowned as a shield appeared in front of him.

As soon as the shield appeared, it transformed into a massive shield silhouette, protecting him and Gu Jia behind him.

The cultivator's body exploded, turning into black blood that transformed into a black mist, spraying outwards.

This area was a common residential zone, and the black mist covered an area roughly forming a circle with a radius of fifty meters.

Within the fifty-meter radius, everyone was affected by the black mist.

Screams of agony filled the air, carrying with them intense pain, as people began running out of windows and doors.

Li Shiming, watching through a monocular, could see clearly—those figures no longer looked human. Their skin had turned a bluish-black, their eyes blood-red, and they were making unconscious primal howls from their mouths.

These transformed monsters, once they left the houses, wanted to scatter into the distance.

It seemed that living humans in the distance had an instinctual allure to them, and the consequences would be unimaginable if these monsters were allowed to spread.

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator understood this well; he lightly flicked his fingers, sending out a beam of sword light.

The sword light carried a chilling beauty; its speed was so swift in the darkness that it formed a web of swords—its speed terrifyingly formidable.

Under the sword light, every monster was decapitated, and the horrifying energy of the Foundation Establishment Stage even turned the monsters' bodies into bloody fluid after decapitation.

"Nephew Gu, have the authorities come over to seal off this area, isolate the contaminated region from the others, and wait until the residue is dispersed before entering!" The Foundation Establishment Cultivator's expression was grim as he spoke sternly.

He was certainly in a bad mood—in spite of his abilities, a minor in the Qi Refinement Realm had caused such a commotion under his watch.

This was a blow to his pride, and though he had successfully killed the opponent, he dreaded the mockery of his friends from the sect once they knew of the incident.

"I'll handle it immediately," Gu Jia said, not daring to say much. In such times, it was wiser to speak less.

He turned and went to inform the Imperial Family, who would take over from there.

Li Shiming, seeing that the cultivator was dead, finally jumped down from the roof, keen to inspect the scene of the battle.

Though he had watched the battle through the monocular, it had been from a distance. Since this had been an encounter involving a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, such an opportunity might not present itself for a long time; he wanted to observe closer.

"What's this?" As he walked past the residence where the cultivator had been, he noticed a bag by the roadside.

Li Shiming picked up the bag and discovered it was a storage bag; with a thought, he promptly stored it in his own spatial storage.

Since he had discovered the cultivator, he had played a role in the incident, and it seemed only right to keep the storage bag.

He mentally justified his action, making himself more comfortable with the idea of keeping it.

He hurried towards where the Foundation Establishment Cultivator was, only to see him holding a storage bag, likely inspecting the items inside it.

"You've done well, but the items in this storage bag are too malevolent and unsuitable for you. I won't share them with you, but I will reward you later!" the Foundation Establishment Cultivator waved dismissively.