The old lady collapsed into the garbage heap after a bout of violent coughing and then stopped breathing.
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At one in the morning, Li Banfeng shivered inside the warehouse.
This was the Seek Fortune and Avoid Disaster Skill giving warning.
He knew Tu Yinghong would launch a night attack. That morning, he had slept in his Portable Residence. In the afternoon, he rummaged for news in Greenwater City and completed his Traveling Cultivator’s cultivation. By evening, he had been waiting in the warehouse the entire time.
The bait had been laid out; he knew Tu Yinghong would certainly come.
After checking all the Magical Treasures and weapons, Li Banfeng whispered a reminder, "Gentlemen, we’ve had our share of gains recently, and our methods have improved. We must fight quickly and decisively tonight; no one can afford to drag us down."
The Phonograph had warned Li Banfeng not to get into a stalemate with Craftsman Cultivation.
There’s a saying on the battlefield: Craftsman Cultivator Hundred Blades.
Craftsman Cultivators fear being caught off guard the most, as they’re not strong in adapting.
But once they gain firm footing and strike methodically, a Craftsman Cultivator’s excellent weapons emerge one after another. The longer the fight drags on, the greater the danger for Li Banfeng.
The Projector spoke, "Seventh Guide, Tu Yinghong is no ordinary opponent. To be on the safe side, we should still call for more help."
The Gloves patted the Projector’s casing, "You’re being foolish. Xiaoyao Lodge has a spy, and we haven’t found out who it is yet. We can’t afford to leak any information now, or we’ll be at a great disadvantage."
The Gloves were particularly proactive tonight.
Less than ten minutes passed when the Earrings whispered into his ear, "Master, there are footsteps."
Li Banfeng pressed down his palm, signaling all the Magical Treasures to become quiet.
The footsteps neared, stopping just outside the door.
Tu Yinghong’s Hairpin also sensed something; she observed footprints outside the door.
Tu Yinghong was very familiar with all of Ling Miaoying’s combat methods, including his weapons and Spiritual Objects. She was confident she could capture Ling Miaoying alive.
Tu Yinghong listened carefully at the door, but her Hairpin could not discern how many people were inside.
According to Tu Yinghong’s judgment, there should only be Ling Miaoying inside.
This was within Tu Yinghong’s expectations.
No matter how Ling Miaoying defended, Tu Yinghong was certain he couldn’t escape her grasp.
Tu Yinghong first adjusted her clothing, making herself invisible.
She then drew a puppet from her left sleeve.
The puppet unfolded its curled body, stood on the ground, and matched Tu Yinghong’s height.
This was the method of a high-level Craftsman Cultivator.
According to Tu Yinghong’s tactics, having the puppet open the door would provoke Ling Miaoying to attack it immediately.
She would then seize the opportunity to capture Ling Miaoying directly.
Preparations complete, the puppet reached out to push the door.
As its hand touched the door panel, there was a deafening BOOM! The door panel shattered, the puppet disintegrated with it, and a pile of broken wood slammed into Tu Yinghong.
Tu Yinghong was startled.
Ling Miaoying’s pistol was incredibly powerful, but Tu Yinghong was wearing Heavy Armor this time. Although it slowed her movements, it could withstand Ling Miaoying’s bullets.
Countless rocks and grains of sand flew toward her, CLANGING against the Armor Suit.
Tu Yinghong was alarmed.
Tu Yinghong had never anticipated that Li Banfeng was also a high-level Home Cultivator. He possessed the trait of being overlooked. With sufficient defenses, he could evade detection from Peeping Cultivation Spiritual Objects of the same level.
Tu Yinghong was also prepared for Li Qi; she had a specific plan for confronting a Traveling Cultivator. The best method was to control their movement.
Li Banfeng did not give Tu Yinghong any chance to breathe.
Although he couldn’t see Tu Yinghong, he pinpointed her location by the impact of the rocks and sand.
He stared at Tu Yinghong and quickly charged out of the warehouse.
Tu Yinghong fixed her gaze on Li Banfeng, not daring to be distracted for a second. She feared Li Banfeng would use the Passing Glance technique.
Li Banfeng swung the Sickle, chopping and slashing, turning Tu Yinghong’s cloak of invisibility into tattered cloth.
Tu Yinghong was revealed. The Tang Sword took the opportunity to strike at her back.
The Heavy Armor on Tu Yinghong’s body was a culmination of her significant efforts. If it had been an older Tang Sword, it wouldn’t have been able to penetrate the Armor Suit and might even have broken its blade.
But the Tang Sword was no longer what it once was; having feasted on plenty with Li Banfeng, it was now at a new level. With one strike, it tore an gash over half a foot long in the Armor Suit.
Her Armor Suit torn, Tu Yinghong wasn’t flustered. The Tang Sword was stuck in the gash, unable to exert its full force, only inflicting a minor flesh wound.