I attained immortality in the real world.

Chapter 124 Real-world Battle
after an hour.

The Earthly Realm was swallowed up by the Azure Heaven of the Primordial Realm, transforming into an undeveloped, primordial spiritual realm.

Fang Xin retrieved the white stone and put it into her backpack. The four of them walked down the mountain, exchanging contact information for their respective laboratories.

Yaojing is located in Lingcheng, the Yaochi Laboratory.

Lai Ming is located in the South City, at the Longqian Laboratory.

Fang Xin is located in Qingcheng, at the Wuxian Laboratory.

The technologies and knowledge required for experiments can be exchanged, borrowed, or even used in collaboration to develop products.

The most precious treasure of cultivators is not the heavens, nor spiritual objects, but themselves.

Lai Ming knew that Chen Jing was from Lucheng, so he said, "Nancheng is not far from Lucheng. Why don't you take my plane and travel together?"

Chen Jing shook his head: "No need! What if you have enemies who ambush you on the way? Wouldn't that be an unnecessary disaster? Public transportation is safer."

Just as Lai Ming reached the foot of Mount Diluo, he saw a wisp of smoke in the distance and said, "Someone really is here to ambush us, but they're definitely not looking for me."

Before long, five large trucks and more than a dozen motorcycles carrying people appeared at the foot of Diluo Mountain.

There were nearly a hundred people in total, armed with baseball bats, wooden sticks and other blunt weapons, and they were attacking towards Diluo Mountain.

"........."

Wang Yuan led his remaining troops back to Daiye City, but did not abide by the unilateral agreement.

Giving four Bodhisattva-level cultivators a day? Are you kidding me? Let alone finding the ruins of the Earthly Luo Heaven, they could have opened up a whole new world even in ancient times!
The Sanshan Folklore Research Society's acceptance of the Tianyuan Group's mission was not without cost. The research society, composed entirely of sorcerers, was already in decline. If even their home turf were taken away, they would only be destined to become vassals.

Forget about saving face, they used their local advantage to find someone to interfere, but they were still a step too late. The Yuan Realm had already devoured the Earthly Luo Heavenly Boiling Stone Immortal.

"So many people!"

Fang Xin's magical bell has a good hypnotic effect, but it still takes several seconds, not to mention when the other person is in motion.

He was the first to speak up: "I can't handle this. Does anyone here have a magical artifact that can be used against groups?"

One person can defeat ten, but four people can hardly defeat forty.

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change. Combat and melee are two completely different things. A martial arts master who is put into the battlefield may not be as effective as a veteran.

Lai Ming shook his head: "I have always abided by the law and never carry anything that violates the rules, so there's nothing I can do about it."

Chen Jing shrugged: "I came to Yecheng by public transportation. There are security checks at the entrance and exit."

Yao Jing noted down the Three Mountains Folklore Research Society, paused, and said, "Then let's part ways here. Anyway, we've already captured Di Luotian, so we can get back anything that's been stolen."

"Let each of you handle it yourselves! It's a little awkward if someone gets beaten up by thugs when you're all together."

【The Heart Seal of Bi'an!】

Chen Jing activated his inner seal, unleashing a ferocious beast hidden within his body, and decisively chose a direction to flee.

Yaojing and the other two fled in three different directions, even throwing their backpacks behind them. The four bodhisattvas were thus frightened away by a group of thugs.

At the foot of Mount Diluo, a blond-haired man pointed at Chen Jing and his three companions: "Brother Long, these four are our targets. They all ran away very nimbly!"

The bald man at the head of the group sneered: "I didn't say you were that strong. You still run away when you see a lot of people and split up to chase after them."

"........."

Chen Jing was followed by more than twenty thugs, which was about the average number.

He bent down to pick up a few stones, his mind racing with ideas of hidden weapon techniques, requiring him to anticipate the enemy's movements. He aimed to control his strength to inflict serious injury without killing the enemy.

Using the mountainous terrain as a cover, a guerrilla tactic would easily take care of more than twenty thugs. "Whoosh!"

The pebble in Chen Jing's hand made a whistling sound as it flew through the air.

Two pebbles were thrown, landing precisely on the calves of the two thugs. With two crisp 'crack' sounds, the two thugs lay on the ground in pain.

A glint of malice flashed in the blond-haired man's eyes as he shouted, "Stop! If you give up now, you'll only suffer minor injuries. But if you dare to run, don't blame me if you get stabbed."

Chen Jing was taken aback upon hearing this, and stopped in his tracks, asking in surprise, "A knife? Didn't your employer tell you not to bring any prohibited weapons?"

The blond-haired man gripped the dagger in a concealed weapon-like manner and sneered, "The employer did give instructions, fearing I might hurt you, but you can't lose something you have for self-defense when you're out and about."

Chen Jing looked at the armed men at the head of the group, a strange look appearing in his eyes.

You might not be able to win a fight, but you might be able to fight to the death. You have to be careful when you fight, but you only need one move to kill someone, and after one move, you will have one less enemy.

Moreover, when facing a motley crew, it is difficult to regain morale and turn them into a fighting force once one or two of them are quickly killed.

He muttered, "The blade length was illegal, they committed a crime in a group, and even after fleeing, they chased after me with knives. Even by the highest standards of self-defense, it seems like I could legally kill you all!"

"Roar!"

Chen Jing tapped the wristband to start recording.

Suddenly, he turned back, threw a pebble that hit the blond-haired man on the head, snatched the dagger from the blond-haired man, and slashed it across his neck.

Just listen to a "pop" sound.

In the blink of an eye, the blond-haired man collapsed to the ground, his bright red blood slowly seeping from his neck and staining the soil.

The Martial Master Bi'an of the Sea of ​​Consciousness let out a roar, its deep voice revealing an inexplicable power: "Those who don't want to die, drop your weapons and squat down with your hands on your heads."

died!

More than twenty people stared wide-eyed in horror.

Upon hearing Chen Jing's warning, one person immediately dropped his baseball bat, and as if a chain reaction had occurred, the others did the same.

Chen Jing walked up behind a man wearing glasses and patted him on the shoulder.

Before he could speak, the man said in a trembling voice, "I'm the driver. I had no intention of fighting. I just came to make up the numbers."

Chen Jing said, "It's not easy to get a taxi here. If it's convenient, you can drive me to the airport. If not, give me the car keys."

The bespectacled man quickly took off his car keys and handed them to Chen Jing with both hands, then quickly resumed his hands-behind-his-head posture.

"........."

Chen Jing walked to the foot of Diluo Mountain again. The backpacks that Lai Ming and Yao Jing had thrown down were gone, but they were still in the distance, indicating that they had also dealt with their opponents.

Chen Jing found the pickup truck corresponding to the key, started it, and drove towards the main urban area of ​​Yecheng.

Since Guan Diluo Mountain was left in a mess, Yao Jing, as the initiator of this trip, naturally had to clean up the mess.

And Huang Mao didn't die either.

Chen Jing first knocked Huang Mao unconscious with a stone, then drew a line of blood on his neck, without harming any vital organs, merely creating the illusion of a killing.

Those who have murdered people and can still roam freely outside are basically only cultivators, aside from highly intelligent geniuses and mercenaries who specialize in dirty work.

This group of thugs was clearly not qualified. Chen Jing was not a murderer, and he would avoid killing if he could hold back.

Moreover, regardless of the reason, as long as someone is killed, Skynet's surveillance efforts will be intensified.

(End of this chapter)