Family Cultivation: My Ancestral Home Gets Infinite Upgrades

Chapter 72 Fierce Battle Imminent (Twelfth Update)

"Hey you on horseback, put down that storage bag you found in the woods for me, and I might spare your life."

"Otherwise—don't blame me for being ruthless!"

In mid-air, a beautiful woman, riding a flying artifact, relentlessly pursued them.

Before the person even arrived, sharp shouts and curses had already caught up with them.

Would Jiang Fu'an be intimidated by such empty words?

He lay on the horse's back, constantly turning his head to look back, keeping a close eye on the distance between himself and the beautiful woman.

Realizing he had entered the spell's range, he didn't hesitate and immediately channeled his magic power, quickly forming a hand seal for the Fireball spell!

After practicing for a while, although I can't yet cast Fireball instantly with a thought, it's already sufficient.

In the blink of an eye, a fireball the size of a fist burst forth from his palm, hurtling straight at the figure in the air.

The beautiful woman seemed to have expected this, and the corner of her mouth turned up to one side, revealing a mocking smile.

The beautiful woman seemed to have anticipated this.

With a slight upturn of her lips and a mocking curve in her eyes, she twisted her slender waist, and the willow-leaf-shaped flying artifact beneath her feet drew an arc, lightly dodging the fireball.

But this blow also ignited her anger: "Kid, stop right there! You're asking for trouble, aren't you?"

"With your mere Qi Refining Level 2 cultivation, you think you can take me down? Wishful thinking!"

Jiang Fu'an remained silent, but his hands moved even faster.

Fireballs shot into the sky one after another.

The fact that the opponent was only using her mouth to communicate indicated that she was having great difficulty controlling the flying artifact and was unable to focus her attention on launching a real attack.

One, two, three —

The fireballs missed their mark each time, but the beautiful woman's curses grew more urgent and filthy.

Sweat beaded on her forehead, and her large chest heaved violently with her rapid breathing.

On the one hand, the magical power was being consumed like a flood, and the flying artifact was already swaying and could not be sustained for long.

On the other hand, she was also terrified.

If there's even the slightest mishap, and one gets even a tiny bit of that fireball on them, they'll likely die instantly.

"Boy, if you don't stop, I'll skin you alive and tear you apart!"

She had just narrowly dodged another fireball, and in a fit of rage, she opened her mouth to curse, but her voice stopped abruptly.

Three fireballs were arranged in a "品" shape, blocking all her paths and closing in on her!

It turned out that Jiang Fu'an had taken advantage of her inattention to launch the previous fireball.

Without pausing, he instantly activated the three fireball talismans that were already held between his fingers.

The beautiful woman was terrified and desperately pressed the magic weapon down, trying to squeeze out through the gap below.

However, the sharp turn was too large, and the flying artifact immediately lost its balance and began to shake violently.

"what!"

A short scream rang out, and the person, along with the ritual implements, fell sideways to the ground.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud was heard, and a cloud of dust rose up.

The beautiful woman fell face down on the hard ground, her limbs outstretched, and she remained motionless.

Jiang Fu'an looked back, a hint of hesitation flashing across his face.

Even if he doesn't die from that fall, he'll definitely be seriously injured.

If we turn back now, we might be able to take the opportunity to finish her off.

But the next moment, he gave a soft shout and squeezed the horse's belly with his legs.

With a neigh, the half-spirit horse accelerated forward once more.

The opponent was, after all, a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator, whose trump cards were unknown, and two accomplices were on their way here.

Turning back now would be too risky.

He remembered this grudge.

There's plenty of time; I can apply when I'm strong enough.

Just moments after Jiang Fu'an left, two fast horses galloped up, and they were the beautiful woman's two accomplices.

"Sister Bai! Are you alright?!"

Upon seeing the beautiful woman lying face down on the ground, the two men hurriedly dismounted and rushed forward.

Unexpectedly, the beautiful woman who was originally "on the verge of death" suddenly moved.

She pushed herself up with both hands and nimbly got to her feet, casually brushing the dust off her body.

His gaze was fixed on the direction where Jiang Fu'an disappeared, his face full of resentment: "That kid, he's such a coward!"

"I've played my part perfectly, and he didn't even have the guts to turn around and stab me in the back!"

It turned out that, seeing that she couldn't catch up after a long chase and that her magic power was about to be exhausted, she simply decided to use a counter-strategy.

He pretended to lose control and fall to the ground, feigning serious injury, in an attempt to lure Jiang Fu'an close before launching a sudden attack.

Among the two robbers, a gaunt man asked in confusion, "Sister Bai, who is this person? How dare he rob us?"

"And look, he put on a straw hat to cover his face early on, obviously to prevent being recognized."

Upon hearing this, the woman known as "Sister Bai" flashed a cold light in her eyes, her resentment growing even stronger.

She has always been the one taking from others; she has never been robbed like this before.

The duck that was about to be eaten flew away.

She snorted coldly and ordered the two men, "When we get back, you two will thoroughly investigate the people around us."

"This person appeared at such a convenient time, and was covering his face to avoid being recognized."

"It's most likely someone we know who's been secretly following us, which is how he got the advantage."

After completely shaking off the three cultivators, Jiang Fu'an rode his horse while pondering the appearance of the beautiful woman from earlier.

That figure, especially a certain overly prominent feature, reminded him of a female cultivator who had disappeared without a trace after stealing spiritual soil from Qinglu Mountain.

The two do not look alike, but their "broad-mindedness" is exactly the same, making them unforgettable.

Others might find it difficult to judge a person based on this, but Jiang Fu'an has extensive experience watching football in two lifetimes and considers his judgment to be sharp.

He was 50% certain that the two people were very likely the same person.

Reconcile the identities of both parties:

One is a swindler who steals spiritual soil, and the other is a highway robber who robs cultivators.

This immediately increased their confidence by another 20-30%.

Jiang Fu'an kept this guess in mind for the time being.

If the opportunity arises in the future, you might as well reveal it to the Wang family.

Given the Wang family's deep hatred for that female cultivator who stole the land, they probably won't easily let go of any clues.

After the half-spirit horse ran for another half hour, Jiang Fu'an turned around and headed towards the location of Qinglu Mountain.

With the sun already setting, the plan to go to Moon Spirit Market was obviously off, and we could only reschedule for another day.

He loosened the reins, letting the horse trot slowly, before taking out the storage bag he had taken from the bird's nest and beginning to examine its contents.

The first thing that catches the eye is a small pile of sparkling stones.

He poured them out and counted them one by one.

"One hundred and twenty low-grade spirit stones."

This is a considerable sum of money for a Qi Refining stage cultivator.

You should know that he collaborated with the Wang family to draw talismans, working for several months, and only earned fifty spirit stones.

However, the presence of so many spirit stones in the storage bag was within his expectations.

How could someone who gets targeted by a thief be a penniless pauper?

He picked up each spirit stone and examined it carefully to make sure it hadn't been tampered with before confidently storing them all into his storage ring.