That night, three black-clad figures, under the cover of darkness, crept up Xiao Liang Mountain.
However, the three black-clad figures quickly sensed something was amiss; they went back and forth along the mountain path, but simply couldn't reach their destination.
"What's going on? We've been walking for two quarters of an hour, how are we still not there?"
"Could it be malevolent spirits at work?"
"No! My Exorcism Talisman isn't reacting!"
"Damn it! We seem to be trapped in an illusion Formation!"
"Crap! It really is! We just walked past this place. Did any of you bring a Formation-breaking Talisman?"
"Who carries that kind of thing around for no reason!"
"I, I brought one! Ah! It's not working! This Formation-breaking Talisman has been used, but there's no reaction."
"You bought a fake Talisman, didn't you! How could it be useless!"
"Not good, this Formation is strange; there's a Formation barrier in the air, we can't leave by sword flight!"
"It's over! This is a High Grade Formation; my Formation-breaking Talisman isn't high enough, and there are Restrictions in the air. We can't get out!"
"Damn it, wasn't he just a Utility Disciple? How does he know Formation?"
...
The three black-clad figures quickly realized the problem. They tried every method to break the Formation, but in the end, it was all in vain. The Formation-breaking Talisman was ineffective, violent destruction was ineffective, and they couldn't leave by sword flight; they were completely trapped.
Time passed bit by bit, a cold wind blew, and shivers ran down their spines.
The three black-clad figures tried every means, but simply couldn't escape. Trapped within the Formation, they suffered immensely.
In the courtyard.
Li Mu smiled playfully, drew Spirit Talismans for a while, and then lay down on his bed and slept soundly.
The next day, in Qing'an Town, at the Qingxuan Sect's station, in the Deacon's Courtyard.
Lin Qiuhai rushed early in the morning to report the situation to Wang Feng.
"What kind of people did you find! You can't even handle a Utility Disciple?" Wang Feng frowned, looking at Lin Qiuhai, and questioned him unhappily.
Waking up, he had originally thought he would hear the good news that the person had been dealt with and the spiritual field was in hand. Who knew, what he heard was news of Lin Qiuhai's incompetence. Wang Feng was very angry.
"Senior Brother Wang, I specially invited the Three Hungry Wolves of the Xuan Wolf Gang. They are always efficient! I personally escorted them to Xiao Liang Mountain and watched them go up, but who knew, a whole night passed, and they haven't come down!" Lin Qiuhai replied with a bitter face.
Wang Feng frowned. He had heard a little about the Three Hungry Wolves; even he wouldn't fare well against them.
"Did they take the Spirit Stones and not do the job! Did they run away?" Wang Feng asked suspiciously.
"It shouldn't be! I didn't pay them in full! I only paid 30% upfront!" Lin Qiuhai responded, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"Is there a Listening Rain Pavilion activity point in Qing'an Town? If not, let's hire professionals!" Wang Feng sighed, making a decision.
"There is, but the Listening Rain Pavilion charges very high prices, starting at three thousand lower spirit stones or more. For those few acres of spiritual fields, the cost is too high!" Lin Qiuhai hesitated for a moment, reminding him hesitantly.
"There's always profit to be made, and it's best to resolve the issue as quickly as possible! Take it!" Wang Feng pulled out a Storage Pouch and decisively threw it to Lin Qiuhai.
Lin Qiuhai happily accepted the order, taking the large sum of Spirit Stones, and excitedly went to hire professional assassins.
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Xiao Liang Mountain.
After finishing his daily farm work, Li Mu felt inspired and set up a barbecue grill. He killed two Cailing Chickens, caught a Qingling Fish from the pond, cleaned them, and placed them on the fire to roast.
Li Mu rolled the grill, sprinkling various spices and secret seasonings. The fat spiritual chicken and large Qing fish on the grill sizzled with oil, and the aroma filled the air.
Crimson Wolf lay beside Li Mu, restless, its eyes glowing green, staring intently at the roasted chicken on the grill. A puddle of drool had formed in front of it, and its mouth continued to drip saliva.
"It's almost ready! Just wait a little longer!" Li Mu was amused by Crimson Wolf's greedy expression and smiled, gesturing.
"Woof woof..." Crimson Wolf nudged Li Mu, urging its master to hurry; it wanted to eat!
"Alright! It'll be ready soon!" Li Mu soothed with a smile, sprinkled some seasoning on the roasted chicken and fish, then took off one roasted chicken and placed it in Crimson Wolf's bowl.
"Wait until it cools down before eating, don't get burned." After putting down the roasted chicken, Li Mu didn't forget to remind it.
"Ying ying!" The impatient Crimson Wolf took a bite and cried out from the burn, bouncing back and forth around its bowl, both anxious and annoyed.
"Serves you right, I already warned you!" Seeing this, Li Mu laughed happily.
"Woof!" Crimson Wolf whimpered pitifully in response, its gaze still fixed on the roasted chicken in the bowl.
Li Mu smiled as he tore off a roasted chicken leg and enjoyed it deliciously. As for the three black-clad figures in the Formation, he didn't care if they died.
"Oh! Another one?" Li Mu was eating a chicken leg when he suddenly felt a fluctuation in the Formation and extended his Divine Sense.
His Divine Sense detected a gaunt old man with a sinister face. After he entered the illusion Formation, he quickly realized something was wrong and tried several methods to break the Formation: Formation-breaking Talismans, palm lightning, Formation Plates... He tried many methods, but none could break the Formation.
After trying eight or nine methods and still unable to escape, the gaunt old man, with a pained expression, took out a escape Talisman. The next second, he transformed into a bolt of lightning and disappeared within the Formation.
Li Mu was greatly surprised. The Illusion Dragon Roar Formation, part of his Dragon Elephant Eighteen Formations, utilized the power of the Spiritual Vein. It not only had the effect of illusion and confinement but also the ability to restrict flight and magic, making it a relatively High Grade and complex Formation.
However, that old man managed to escape with a escape Talisman, which certainly wasn't an ordinary one.
He really spared no expense!
Li Mu clicked his tongue a few times and continued to enjoy the roasted spiritual chicken.
As long as it wasn't a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, with the power of the Seven Stars Sword Formation, Li Mu would kill gods and Buddhas. Even against a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, using a Second-Order Spirit Talisman, he would have the power to fight.
That Senior Brother Wang, he wouldn't invite a Foundation Establishment Cultivator to kill him just for a few acres of Medium Grade spiritual fields, would he?
Probably not!
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Qing'an Town, Qingxuan Sect's station, Deacon's Courtyard.
"What, Listening Rain Pavilion wants us to compensate them? Compensate for what?"
"Our intelligence was inaccurate?"
"That kid is a Formation Great Master? How is that possible, he's just a Utility Disciple!"
"Compensate, compensate your ass! He himself was incompetent and fell into the Formation..."
...
Upon hearing the news brought by Lin Qiuhai, Wang Feng was so angry his lungs felt like they would explode. He roared repeatedly, furious and cursing non-stop.
Hiring people from Listening Rain Pavilion to kill a Utility Disciple, and as a result, not only did he not get what he wanted, but he also got into a huge mess, with nowhere to complain.
They claimed that the mountain where the Utility Disciple lived had a High Grade Formation, and the Listening Rain Pavilion assassin was trapped within it, only managing to break free by using a Second-Order High Grade Lightning Escape Talisman.
Subsequently, the Listening Rain Pavilion, citing their inaccurate and misleading intelligence, demanded compensation for a portion of their economic losses, a full one hundred and twenty medium spirit stones. If they didn't pay, the people from Listening Rain Pavilion would certainly not let them off easily.
Wang Feng was so suffocated he felt like dying. Did he dare not pay?! The people from Listening Rain Pavilion were so arrogant!
"Senior Brother Wang, if we pay this sum of Spirit Stones, they will honor the contract and continue to act until that Utility Disciple is dealt with." Lin Qiuhai added.
"Pay, pay! I'll pay, I want him dead!" Wang Feng's eyes were bloodshot as he slammed the table and roared.