Filthy Cultivation: I Pierced the Heavens with the Merit System

"Trying to run now? Too late!"

Upon seeing this, the demonic cultivator leader looked up at the sky and laughed wildly.

He chanted strange incantations with a frenzied expression, and the eerie array on the ceiling of the auction hall suddenly burst into red light, echoing the several undestroyed mounds of Jingguan on the ground, completely enveloping the entire auction hall.

Li Fuyao suddenly felt a weight on her body, and not only did her mind become filled with more distracting thoughts and auditory hallucinations, but her movements also became as sluggish as if she were in a swamp.

Their retreat was slowed down by the formation, and the two were once again surrounded by demonic cultivators.

Li Fuyao stuffed a Qingxin Pill, given to her by her senior sisters, into her and Bai Suifeng's mouths, then leaned her shoulders against his.

The two simultaneously circulated the medicinal power to calm their minds and spirits, while carefully observing the demonic cultivators who showed no abnormalities.

Each of the demonic cultivators wore a human bone bracelet on their wrist, which emitted wisps of gray mist that enveloped them, while the red light had no effect on them whatsoever.

Perhaps feeling confident of victory, the leading demonic cultivator did not rush to kill.

Instead, as if in retaliation, he swept away his earlier annoyance, baring his large, yellow teeth, which were stuck with bits of meat, and sneered:

"Our lord anticipated that you righteous disciples would not ignore the lives of these ants and would definitely try to seize this small cauldron, so he ordered us to set up the Blood Fiend Array here long ago."

"Anyone who touches that small cauldron will be turned into a living corpse and used by us. Although several people who came before have been driven away by this brat of the demon race, you two are talented and strong, so it's not a loss to catch two big fish!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a small purple flag, about the size of a palm, and waved it forcefully, intending to suck Li Fuyao and the other person into the small cauldron.

Unexpectedly, Li Fuyao remained completely calm upon seeing this, and even had time to laugh.

The leading demonic cultivator was quite displeased with this and stopped what he was doing, demanding:

"You're about to die, what are you so happy about?"

"Am I about to die? That's not necessarily true."

Li Fuyao smiled innocently, then suddenly swung the hammer and smashed it.

Because the demonic cultivator underestimated his opponent and was quite close, and Li Fuyao attacked quickly, he was hit squarely by the Tetanus Hammer.

Bai Suifeng followed closely behind, flicking the tip of his spear, and the small purple flag flew high into the air along with the severed arm before falling to the ground with a thud.

Li Fuyao swiftly flashed back into his spatial dimension, and then threw out several storm balls the instant the demonic cultivators attacked.

Ignoring the pitiful screams behind her, she gripped the gun barrel that Bai Suifeng was offering her from above, and using the impact of the explosion, she leaped into the air like a rabbit, performing a scattering of flowers with a storm ball in mid-air before landing lightly.

The human skull mound, which served as the anchor point of the ceiling formation, was blown to pieces along with the demonic cultivators. Li Fuyao and Bai Suifeng exchanged a glance, and the two tacitly gripped the ends of the Qiankun Spear, using each other's strength to dodge. In a few leaps, they jumped to the center of the formation.

Li Fuyao had already quickly read through the detailed information of the small purple flag in the air. She endured the irritation of a splitting headache and forced herself to activate it. Bai Suifeng had just raised the Qiankun Spear to protect her when the blood-red light that filled the hall suddenly trembled.

"How could you possibly know the method to activate these banners?!"

The leading demonic cultivator was terrified upon seeing this. Thinking of the consequences of mission failure, he disregarded the pain of his severed arm and, with bloodshot eyes, urgently shouted to the rest of the demonic cultivators:

"Stop them! Kill them! If the formation breaks and ruins the master's grand plan, none of us will survive!"

This is a matter of life and death, and is naturally different from the deliberate delaying tactics just now.

Upon hearing this, the demonic cultivators' eyes turned red, and they unleashed a barrage of attacks with all their might. Even with Bai Suifeng's superior martial arts skills and the power of his bloodline, he couldn't help but feel a metallic taste rising in his throat when facing multiple opponents.

In order to protect Li Fuyao from being disturbed, he gritted his teeth and blocked all the attacks without leaving anything behind him.

"Troublesome woman!"

Bai Suifeng glanced at the little girl behind him, whose mouth was also bleeding, and cursed through gritted teeth in his soul seed:

"Those clueless bastards are dead, so what? What does it have to do with you? Why are you risking your life with me like this?!"

"I do not know either."

Li Fuyao looked somewhat bewildered upon hearing this. She stuffed all the treasures she had taken from the warehouse into Bai Suifeng's hands, while desperately channeling all her spiritual energy into the small flag. She gritted her teeth and forced a bitter smile.

"Perhaps it's because I'm human!"

"What bullshit reason? You're a complete lunatic!"

Bai Suifeng's shoulder was pierced by a sharp arrow. He cursed under his breath and let out a low groan, but he did not take a single step back.

He wrinkled his nose and bared his teeth fiercely, like a small beast unleashing its ferocity. Above his sharp canines and straight nose, his golden eyes, filled with murderous intent, shone so brightly that even the bloodlust could not conceal their color.

Through the crackling arcs of electricity on the Qiankun Spear, Bai Suifeng glared fiercely at the demonic cultivator in front of him, his aura rising rather than falling.

The power of his bloodline was activated by his qi, and as his spiritual energy surged around him, a huge golden wolf head phantom even faintly rose behind him:

"Making a contract with you is such bad luck, there's never a moment of peace!"

He swung his spear down hard, smashing a demonic cultivator's brains into a splatter.

The smooth, soft hair was now tangled and matted under the bloodstains, a far cry from its previous effortless, holy, and elegant appearance.

Bai Suifeng licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, cursing as he got up again and stepped forward to block the way:

"You risked your life to save me once before, and now I will do everything in my power to protect you. But this is only to avoid owing you a favor, and there is no other reason!"

“We wolves have our own pride. Even if we form a pact, it’s impossible for me to truly acknowledge you as my master. However, since you’re willing to venture deep into enemy territory to find me, I’ll acknowledge this bond we’ve forged through fate.”

As they were talking, the leading demonic cultivator raised his one-armed axe and brought it down hard. Bai Suifeng, without fear, raised his spear and thrust it straight at the axe's weak point. Although the axe was forced to fall at an angle, a large chunk of the white fur on the wolf's tail was shaved off, revealing the tender pink flesh beneath the fur.

"Charge! All of you, charge! Wear him down!"

Forced back, the leading demonic cultivator was both anxious and furious. He retreated a few steps, clearly afraid of death, and then roared in exasperation, issuing orders to his subordinates:

"I'd like to see how long this little brat can hold out!"

Seeing the other demonic cultivators obey his orders and press forward again, Bai Suifeng snorted contemptuously and, without flinching, raised his gun to fight again. The young boy, whose height had not yet fully grown, was almost completely overwhelmed by the swarming demonic cultivators.

"You despicable, shameless bastard, trying to outnumber me? Keep dreaming!"

"Back in the day, I was a top-tier genius in the heavens. How could I possibly fall into the hands of a bunch of trash like you?"

Bai Suifeng gritted his teeth, showing no fear whatsoever. He only noticed that Li Fuyao remained completely silent. While he continued speaking rapidly, he silently muttered to himself with some worry:

"I was born with a celestial body and have a certain immunity to the power of filth, but your constitution is ordinary. Are you alright after being in close contact with that source for so long?"

"Hey, little girl, for the sake of how hard I've worked, you're only allowed to succeed!"

"By the way, if we manage to get out of here alive, you can't keep calling me 'little dog' anymore. I'm three years older than you, so you have to call me 'brother'!"

What a noisy little dog, but strangely cute.

Li Fuyao chuckled softly upon hearing this, taking it as an agreement. She swallowed the blood in her throat with difficulty and finally managed to take the Blood Jade Cauldron out of the formation and store it in her spatial storage before she was exhausted.

As the formation was broken, all the crimson demonic patterns in the hall instantly dimmed and cracked, with fissures spreading outwards. Soon, pieces of gold began to fall from the ceiling, trembling and crashing into the falling stones and dust on the walls, making the entire hall blurry and difficult to see.

"Get out of here! This place is about to collapse!"

Upon seeing this, the leading demonic cultivator was greatly alarmed and shouted as he dashed out of the hall.

Upon hearing this, the demonic cultivators abandoned Li Fuyao and the other person and swarmed towards the door.

Only in the center of the hall remained Li Fuyao, who was exhausted of spiritual power and unable to move, and Bai Suifeng, who was kneeling on one knee, supporting his spear and trembling.

"Crack!"

A cracking sound came, and the two exhausted men looked up at each other, only to see the luxurious chandelier, cast in gold and inlaid with gemstones, swaying precariously above their heads.

The next moment, the chandelier fell straight down like a charging blue whale or wild boar!