Then all my cultivation as an immortal has been for nothing?

Chapter 36 Demonic Cultivator: It's you again! Oh dear!

The demonic cultivator Li Le is now terrified.

In the unconscious space of the group, the appearance of low-level cultivators is completely fixed.

Li Le was absolutely certain that the person who had just ambushed him was the same person who had ambushed him before.

Generally speaking, it's impossible to predict which group's unconscious space you enter when you dream, and the probability of two people meeting twice within just two days is extremely low.

There's only one possibility left: this guy is here to arrest me!

Li Le further elaborated: those who can pinpoint and "track" him into the same dream are all powerful beings, at least at the late stage of Qi Refining.

For someone at the late stage of Qi Refining to kill a nobody like me, wouldn't that be a piece of cake?
Bitter!

Or maybe we should retreat. With just a talisman to quickly exit the dream, we can say goodbye to this damned enemy immediately.

Li Le took out the talisman, only to find that it was completely soaked in his own blood.

At that moment, he realized that he had just been shot, just below his ribs, and the blood that flowed out soaked the talisman.

I wonder what problems might arise if I actually use this kind of talisman.

Li Le was too timid to use it.

Luckily, this is a rooftop, so we can just jump down and get out.

Li Le climbed onto the rooftop railing.

The next moment, we saw the enemy coming around.

He immediately turned around and pounced, landing back on the ground of the rooftop.

At that moment, even he himself felt ashamed.

Then an even more terrifying speculation emerged.

This righteous path is playing tricks on itself!

He knew where I hid the talisman and aimed at that spot to fire (actually, it was a fluke).

If I wanted to jump off the building, they would stop me!

The enemy is enjoying the thrill of toying with their prey (no, they're just having fun in the fight).

Li Le felt that he might be going to die here.

No, he thought, I must fight to the death to survive!
Thinking this, Li Le took out a thumb ring from his pocket and put it on the ring finger of his right hand. This was his natal magic weapon, a qi shield ring, which was perfect for dealing with righteous cultivators who were generally equipped with firearms.

perhaps!

The powerful being who helped him bind his soul said that the ring could withstand 20 direct hits from a pistol.

Even if he's bragging, he should be able to withstand ten shots without much trouble.

Yes, when Li Le was firing his G18C, he was busy "tasting" the souls of ordinary people and didn't realize that his opponent was dual-wielding.

He thought the other party only had a semi-automatic pistol.

With defensive measures in place, the next step is offensive measures.

Li Le took out a nail gun, his old buddy from his civil engineering days before his awakening, which he used as his personal weapon after entering the dream.

Holding the nail gun and his personal magic weapon, Li Le muttered to himself, "Just you wait, I'll show you how many teeth an old dog has!"

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Wang Yi didn't know why the demonic cultivators wouldn't leave.

He had no idea about the inner monologue of the demonic cultivator.

In fact, he didn't even recognize that this was the demonic cultivator he had encountered by chance before.

"That demonic cultivator who just stood on the rooftop railing, could he be thinking of jumping? So it wasn't the same demonic cultivator who ran away yesterday with a 'Hurry, as the law commands' command," Wang Yi muttered.

I've encountered different demonic cultivators with dream-walking abilities for two days in a row. I don't know if this is considered good or bad luck.

Wang Yi continued flying around the building, thinking to himself, "The fact that I can't run away means this demonic cultivator is less capable than yesterday's one. Perfect for my first real victory."

At this moment, Wang Yi suddenly noticed that the demonic cultivator was releasing more energy.

Wang Yi didn't know what was going on either. After all, he had only been a beginner for a few days and had to learn everything from scratch. Yesterday, he even missed the basic spell class because he had been sleeping in bed all day.

He could only proceed with caution.

Thus, the two entered a de facto stalemate.

Wang Yi remained calm. He didn't know that the phenomenon was caused by a magical artifact and thought that the enemy was continuously casting a spell. He thought to himself with a smug smile, "Let's see how long your Qi Sea can hold out!"

Li Le, seeing Wang Yi suddenly stop attacking, was also scaring himself: "The other party saw through my natal magic weapon at a glance, his cultivation is definitely above mine! His not attacking is an insult to me!"

In Li Le's view, Wang Yi was like a cat toying with its prey. He never considered that if a righteous cultivator had such a mentality, they were basically already on the verge of corruption. Li Le: "This powerful being must usually enjoy eating souls filled with resentment and grievances, so he's currently cooking my soul in that direction!"

"Oh dear! They say what goes around comes around. You know I wasn't picky when I was refining souls before. If I had another chance, I definitely wouldn't refine someone who's currently doing CM!"

Yes, that's what Li Le likes.

After a five-minute standoff, Wang Yi grew impatient.

He decided to try it from a distance first, since bullets are free in the dream world and they automatically reload into the magazine—it just requires a reload action.

Wang Yi, holding the G18C, floated upwards and entered the enemy's field of vision.

At that moment, he realized that the enemy wasn't looking in his direction at all.

Goodness, this guy has absolutely no ability to sense qi, he relies entirely on sound to locate people?
Since it flew directly without making any footsteps, could it be possible to approach the enemy stealthily from behind?
With this in mind, Wang Yi began to glide silently.

Closer, closer—

Suddenly, the enemy turned around!

"Fuck——"

The enemy and Wang Yi shouted it out together.

Instinctively, Wang Yi pulled the trigger all the way down.

The next moment, Wang Yi saw the blue barrier flash, the effect of which was similar to the barrier used to restrict the gray-winged bats in the shooting range.

Well, that burst of spiritual energy just now was caused by using a barrier spell!

However, the blue light disappeared all at once.

It didn't even last until the G18C finished the magazine.

Li Le was shot.

The shield ring, which he had placed high hopes on, lasted for less than a second.

As for the nail gun, he was so shocked when he realized the enemy was right in front of him that he didn't fire a single shot.

When he was shot, Li Le was still analyzing: "It must be because the area covered by the Qi Shield Technique is too large, making the area hit by the bullet dozens of times larger than me."

Only then did he belatedly realize the momentum generated by the bullet.

He retreated repeatedly.

After being shot four times, the noise, like a ripping machine, finally stopped in my ears.

Li Le's back also hit the outer wall of the air conditioning cooling tower.

He felt his life slowly slipping away from his body.

At that moment, he saw specks of light in the corner of his vision. Looking down, he realized that his natal magic weapon had turned into light and scattered.

If it weren't for the air shield spell blocking the bullets, I would probably have been killed much faster.

The "cultivation master" from the Imperial Observatory cautiously approached Li Le, squinting his eyes as if he were thinking about something.

Wang Yi looked at his arm and didn't add any patterns.

It seems that wounding won't do the trick; we have to kill him.

So he cautiously approached the demonic cultivator, adopting a gun-holding posture that would make Instructor Zhang emit a sharp explosion: holding a G18C horizontally in his right hand, using his wrist as a support for his left-hand PPK.

He aimed his PPK at the demonic cultivator's forehead.

The demonic cultivator, who had been shot several times, was barely alive. Something on his right index finger gradually turned into a wisp of green smoke.

Wang Yi pulled the trigger; at that distance, even a novice would be unlikely to make a mistake.

The bullet pierced the demonic cultivator's head.

Wang Yi quickly checked the badge on his wrist.

Ok?
He discovered that the Dream Walker label, like the Qi Observation label, was starting to be filled with other colors.

The difference is that Wang Yi fought bats for an hour and a half, and his Qi Observation Divine Power only filled a negligible amount.

The "Dream Walker" tag was already half full.

Judging by this momentum, killing another demonic cultivator with the Dream Walker's supernatural powers would turn the entire label from black to purple.

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