Hide in the world of gods and demons

Chapter 100 Another Year of Winter
Zhang Shuniang used her magical implements to test them in the courtyard, making a series of crackling sounds.

Had a great time.

"Have prices gone up these past few days?" Zhou Hong couldn't help but ask.

That's completely nonsensical.

But Chen Li knew she was referring to the ritual implements.

"I haven't been to the market to inquire for several days," Chen Li said, feeling somewhat helpless. "It won't happen that quickly. Just relax, it will definitely go up, it's just a matter of time."

He regretted telling her.

Ever since I found out he was buying up large quantities of magical artifacts, I haven't been able to eat or sleep properly, and I ask about it every few days.

This kind of mental fortitude would have made someone a typical sucker in their past life.

"I was just asking!" Zhou Hong said coquettishly, "Can't I even ask?"

"Okay, okay, of course it's okay."

……

Zhang Shuniang may be ignorant and unable to recognize that this is a mid-grade magic artifact, but that doesn't mean Zhang Yan is ignorant.

In the evening, they hurriedly arrived at the door with the ritual implements.
"I'm ashamed. I've spoiled my daughter so much. She's so ignorant. How could she accept such a valuable thing from you? You should take this magic artifact back. You really can't accept it."

"What are you doing? This is for Shuniang, not for you. Shuniang always calls me Uncle. What's wrong with me giving her a mid-grade magic artifact? How much is it worth? I think you're the one who's being unreasonable."

How much is it worth?

This blatant display of wealth left Zhang Yan speechless.

This is a mid-grade magic weapon; even he only has one mid-grade magic weapon for self-defense.

“Shuniang is my daughter. I raised her from infancy, and I can’t take care of her? There’s no such logic in the world. I really can’t accept her,” Zhang Yan said.

“I’m not going to take back what I’ve given away. Go away, you’re not welcome here,” Chen Li said, shoving Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan stiffened his neck, lowered his body, and secretly struggled. When he saw that it was no use, he used his back to press down hard, his face turning red and his neck thickening.

It's completely useless.

Faced with Chen Li's immense strength.

He was pushed backward repeatedly, powerless to resist, and was soon pushed out of the courtyard.

Then, with a "bang," the door slammed shut.

Zhang Yan stared blankly at the tightly closed door for a long time, then stamped his foot in frustration and headed back home.

When he returned home, he heard his daughter sobbing in her room.

"What are you crying for? I only said a few words to you, and you're still crying nonstop." Zhang Yan said with a dark face and annoyance.

"It was the uncle who insisted on giving it to me, even though I said I didn't want it... Waaah!" Zhang Shuniang's aggrieved sobs could be heard from her boudoir.

"So you took it back? Do you know how expensive this thing is? It wouldn't be enough to cover your cost even if you sold yourself..."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yan's anger flared up again, and he raised his voice, but halfway through his sentence, he suddenly remembered that the magical artifact was still in his hand, and his old face couldn't help but turn red:
"Alright, alright, come out and eat."

“I won’t eat! Waaah…” Zhang Shuniang said stubbornly.

She's not without a temper either.

This is clearly not her fault!

Her father even scolded her.

"Get out here now!" Zhang Yan scolded.

Half an hour passed.

Zhang Shuniang walked out of her room, still sobbing, feeling wronged. Suddenly, she seemed to sense something and, forgetting her grievances, asked suspiciously, "Father, the magic... how come the magic artifact is still on you? Didn't you just return it?"

That brat.

How can this sensor be so sensitive?

"This isn't the end of it. You've completely disgraced your father," Zhang Yan said angrily. He had originally planned to find a suitable opportunity, but now he had no choice but to take out the magic weapon from his sleeve and slam it on the table.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shuniang blinked her teary eyes and said weakly, "Then... then can I continue using it?"

"Take it!" Zhang Yan said helplessly.

Zhang Shuniang burst into laughter through her tears, quickly reaching out to summon the exquisite emerald-green magic artifact back into her hand. She exclaimed joyfully, "I knew Uncle was such a kind person; he wouldn't take it back!"

"Yes, yes, Uncle Chen is good to you. Remember to repay him properly in the future."

"Yes, I understand, Father," Zhang Shuniang said happily.

"Go wash your face and serve the food. Your father is starving," Zhang Yan said irritably.

……

Autumn passes and winter comes.

A few days later, a cold front swept in from the north, and lead-gray clouds covered the sky like a curtain all day long. The howling wind was even sharper than the sound of a cannonball tearing through the sky.

The cold wind lasted for three days.

One night, heavy snow began to fall. This was the second winter he had experienced in this world.

Compared to the unbearable hardships they endured last year in Green River Square, this winter has had no impact on the Chen family's life whatsoever.

The city's protective array, which provides year-round spring-like weather, causes the snow to melt rapidly as soon as it falls to the ground.

Outside, the snow was white and the world was covered in silver, with a cold wind howling.

Apart from the ground being wet as if a heavy rain had fallen, Luanluo City remained unchanged, still as warm as spring.

Early in the morning, Chen Li pushed open the door.

Countless birds hopped and skipped around the yard and rooftops. When they saw Chen Li come out, they chirped and flew away without a trace, and countless bird droppings fell from the sky like raindrops.

To escape the harsh winter outside, countless birds flock to this warm, spring-like 'Shangri-La' as their sanctuary.

Bird droppings are now everywhere in Luanluo City.

When walking on the street, if you're not careful, some unidentified objects will appear on your head or clothes.

Of course, it's not like wild animals haven't smuggled in.

Small ones are fine.

The big ones usually don't have a good ending.

Chen Li once caught a wild rabbit that had wandered into the yard. It might have been a wild rabbit, but it was much bigger than a normal wild rabbit, weighing more than ten kilograms, which allowed Chen Li to have a big meal.

Perhaps because these creatures grow in places rich in spiritual energy, nourished by nature, although they are not demonic beasts, they are rich in spiritual energy, and their flesh is tender, delicious, and leaves a lasting impression.

Until Chen Li reached the outskirts of the city.

Only now do I truly realize that it is already the dead of winter.

He released his flying sword, leaped up, and then descended the mountain with his sword. During this time, he had become very skilled at flying on his sword, although he still didn't dare to try anything fancy.

But it's more than enough for traveling.

Unlike Green River Village, which hibernates as soon as heavy snow arrives and doesn't come out until the snow melts.

The shantytowns at the foot of the mountain remain active even in winter.

The market had been cleared of the heavy snow.

Many independent practitioners, bundled up in thick cotton coats, braved the freezing cold and loudly hawked their wares. However, compared to the bustling crowds of the past, the scene was much quieter now.

"Have you heard? Evil spirits are rampant in Song Family Village. The entire village is wiped out. Several rogue cultivators went in to investigate, and they all met with misfortune."

"They're all gone? I was staying there last month!" a stall owner said, looking terrified.

"You were lucky with what happened not long ago; these kinds of things are happening more and more often now."

"Without the Golden Core Ancestor, things will probably get worse year by year. I think life will be tough."

"Shut up! Are you out of your mind?!"

As Chen Li passed by, he overheard something and recalled the terrifying evil spirit he had encountered in the forest, causing his heart to sink slightly.

"There's no peace anywhere in this world!"

……

A few more days passed.

After nearly a month of research into self-defense techniques, I've finally made some progress.

Chen Li opened and closed his mouth silently, his fingers quickly forming hand seals. As his spiritual energy rapidly consumed, it was as if the heavens and earth resonated with each other, and soon a layer of light membrane instantly formed around him.

"Finally I've mastered it!"

Compared to the simplified version of the amulet.

The magical version of the protective spell has a more solid-looking light membrane.

Although I haven't tested it, there's no doubt that this defense is much stronger than an amulet.

"The talisman is said to be a Tier 1, Level 7 talisman, but it can be broken by two flicks of spiritual energy with power comparable to a Level 5 spell. In terms of actual defensive power, it's probably only Tier 1, Level 6 at most!" Chen Li said thoughtfully.
"The Golden Light Talisman, which is said to be able to withstand a Foundation Establishment strike at level nine, is actually only at level eight at level one. A protective technique that is mastered to an expert level can be comparable to, or even surpass, it."

"My energy and spiritual power are limited, so I will focus on self-defense techniques, traction techniques, palm lightning, reprimand techniques, flash techniques, and wind manipulation techniques that I haven't learned yet. As for other techniques, I just need to master them."

Protective techniques, specializing in defense.

The Wind Control Technique is used for escaping.

Pull spells, palm lightning, shout spells, and flash spells are used in combat.

Offense, defense, and escape are all integrated into one.

There are a total of two level-seven spells, one level-five spell, one level-four spell, and two level-three spells.

Apart from the two level-seven spells that consume a lot of spiritual energy to practice, the rest are not worth mentioning to him. Even the first-tier, level-five attraction spell can now be cast eight or nine times in a row.

I'd like to recommend a new book, "Into the Unscientific." The author's previous book was forced to end, the one I recommended last time—was it because of my bad luck?

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(End of this chapter)