Immortality Cultivation: I Farm in the System Space

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator's face was ghastly pale as he watched the Flame Poison Centipede getting closer and closer. In desperation, he shouted loudly: "Elder, save me..." No sooner had his voice faded than another voice rang out. "Wretched beast, dare not harm a human!" This voice resonated like the grand bell of Huang Lu, echoing through the heavens and threatening to pierce the eardrums of those who heard it. Soon after, a figure radiating a five-colored light flew out from within the Fang Market. Upon seeing this figure, the Foundation Establishment Cultivator's expression surged with excitement, and he hurriedly flew to the person's side, finally breathing a sigh of relief. The Foundation Establishment Cultivator bowed with folded hands: "Elder, please take action and slay this wretch." The Flame Poison Centipede seemed to sense that this person was not to be trifled with. It raised its head and hissed continuously, confronting the person but not daring to launch an attack. After a moment of standoff, the Flame Poison Centipede suddenly burst forth, initiating an attack. "Wretched beast seeking death..." From the body of this person, a five-colored light flew out, transforming into a colorful streak of light that shot towards the Flame Poison Centipede. Only then did everyone clearly see that this person was an elderly man with white hair and that this five-colored light was actually his Magical Treasure. The colorful streak of light moved swiftly, reaching the Flame Poison Centipede's head in an instant and burrowing inside. The Flame Poison Centipede immediately let out a piercing shriek, relentlessly slamming its head against the ground and rolling its body, pounding the earth with a booming sound. In just a short while, the Flame Poison Centipede lay motionless on the ground, lifeless. And the colorful streak of light burst out of the Flame Poison Centipede's skull, flying back to the white-haired elder's hand and vanishing from sight. The crowd also snapped back to reality, some in disbelief. Had the Flame Poison Centipede been slain just like that? When a Golden Core Cultivator acted, the effects were indeed extraordinary. Seeing the Flame Poison Centipede slain, those who had earlier fled returned. "Thank you, senior, for your assistance in slaying this Demonic Beast." As one person spoke up, the others also echoed in agreement. "Thank you, senior, for your timely rescue." "Thank you, senior." "I am deeply grateful to the senior and will never forget your great kindness." Many people gathered around the Golden Core Cultivator, lavishing him with compliments. The Foundation Establishment Cultivator, however, stood there smugly beside the white-haired elder, looking as though he was the one who had slain the Flame Poison Centipede. The crowd found his behavior very distasteful. When the Flame Poison Centipede had been chasing them earlier, he had led to the deaths of not a few people. But, given his relationship with the Golden Core Stage white-haired elder, the crowd did not voice their thoughts. "Elder, please wait for a moment, I'll go and retrieve the Demonic Beast's inner core for you." The Foundation Establishment Cultivator volunteered and was the first to approach the corpse of the Flame Poison Centipede. On the way, he even looked down on the surrounding people with arrogance, but the crowd was so disgusted with him that no one bothered to pay him any attention. Arriving at the Flame Poison Centipede's head, the Foundation Establishment Cultivator found the wound left by the colorful light and swung his sword down. What was once the Flame Poison Centipede's hard shell surprisingly split under the blade, and the messy chunks of flesh and blood inside immediately began to ooze out. It seemed that upon its death, the shell of the Flame Poison Centipede lost all vitality and was no longer as tough as before. The Foundation Establishment Cultivator looked at the pile of flesh on the ground with furrowed brows and a look of revulsion on his face. However, having already committed to the task, he could only bear with the disgust and reached his hand into the Flame Poison Centipede's skull. In no time, he extracted a Demonic Beast Inner Core. "Elder, the inner core." The Foundation Establishment Cultivator held the inner core out to the white-haired elder but failed to notice a small worm wriggling on the bloodied and chunk-laden inner core. "Yi Yuan, be careful." The white-haired elder's voice warned as the five-colored light reappeared, transforming into a colorful streak of light that flew towards the Foundation Establishment Cultivator. "What?" The Foundation Establishment Cultivator looked perplexed and then suddenly let out a bloodcurdling scream. "Ah..." The little bug had already burrowed into his body. Soon after, he fell straight backward, but before he hit the ground, the white-haired elder appeared behind him, catching him. Immediately following, the elder's magical treasure, that stream of colorful light, entered the body of the Foundation Establishment Cultivator. It only took a moment to force the little bug out. "Flame Poison Variant." The elder's brow furrowed tightly as he uttered in a deep voice. After speaking, the elder swept his sleeve, and the massive body of the Flame Poison Centipede vanished instantly. Then, he took the Foundation Establishment Cultivator with him and soared into the sky, leaving the area. Seeing the Golden Core elder depart, the crowd didn't linger for long and also dispersed one after another. The incident had ended, yet the people from Fang Market hadn't appeared. They likely wouldn't be coming, and even if anyone wanted to hold Fang Market accountable, they would have to wait until tomorrow. This night, the Flame Poison Centipede ran rampant, destroying a great number of houses, and over a thousand people perished. If it weren't for Lin Jing's quick thinking, Ning Yue and Luo Luo might have been added to that number. Earlier, when the Golden Core Stage white-haired elder arrived, Lin Jing had stayed within the ruins and had not approached. Firstly, he bore a grudge against that Foundation Establishment Cultivator, Lin Jing's ploy of leading the disaster away had left the cultivator in an extremely sorry state, even nearly costing him his life to the Flame Poison Centipede. There was no way that cultivator didn't harbor resentment towards him. Moreover, that Foundation Establishment Cultivator, at a glance, seemed like a person who would seek retribution for the smallest grievance. If Lin Jing had approached, he might have been slain on the spot. Furthermore, the relationship between the white-haired elder at the Golden Core Stage and that Foundation Establishment Cultivator was quite extraordinary, and Lin Jing didn't know if the elder had witnessed what had transpired before. Lin Jing certainly couldn't risk contact with him. After the two left, Lin Jing emerged from the ruins and headed towards his home. When he saw his own house, Lin Jing was forced to laugh and cry; his home had also turned into ruins, while Ning Yue and Luo Luo stood atop an adjacent pile of rubble. Upon seeing Lin Jing return, Luo Luo ran over and hugged his legs. "Uncle Lin, I thought I would never see you again." Luo Luo's eyes brimmed with tears as she spoke, crying. Lin Jing reached down to pick up Luo Luo and then wiped the tears from her face. "Be good, Luo Luo, no more crying…" "Uncle has come back, hasn't he?" "Mm… mm…" Luo Luo nodded with tears. At that time, Ning Yue also came over and gave Lin Jing a bow. "Lin Daoyou, my daughter and I owe you our lives, please accept my bow." Lin Jing, holding Luo Luo in one arm, hastily helped Ning Yue up with his other hand. "Ning Daoyou, you're too kind, please stand." "During the critical moment before, Ning Daoyou didn't abandon me, so naturally, I couldn't ignore Ning Daoyou." As he said this, Lin Jing helped Ning Yue to her feet. Seeing Lin Jing unharmed, Ning Yue couldn't help being curious and asked aloud: "Lin Daoyou, how did you escape from the Flame Poison Centipede's grasp?" Lin Jing spoke with indignation: "That Foundation Establishment Cultivator was too detestable, actually trying to use Luo Luo as bait to lure you, Ning Daoyou, to block the Flame Poison Centipede." "Luckily, not long ago, Brother Wei gave me a Teleportation Talisman, so I came up with a plan to 'lead disaster to the east'." "I first used the Five Thunder Talisman to attack the Flame Poison Centipede, drawing its hatred, and then used the Teleportation Talisman to escape its clutches. Finally, I caused the Flame Poison Centipede to transfer its enmity onto that Foundation Establishment Cultivator." "So that's how it happened," Ning Yue said. "Uncle Lin, you're so smart. That man was just too bad." Luo Luo chimed in, having been terribly frightened today, especially when she was grabbed by that Foundation Establishment Cultivator and thrown towards the Flame Poison Centipede. That feeling of helplessness and despair, even just thinking about it, was unbearably painful. "Many people are destined to be unable to sleep peacefully tonight." Ning Yue surveyed the area and couldn't help but remark.