I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense

Chapter 1186: Chapter 1187: I’m Here to be an Elder Chapter 1186: Chapter 1187: I’m Here to be an Elder One day later.

The desolate and lonely street gradually became livelier, crowded with cultivators from all directions, making the once empty street packed like a sea of people—all of whom were brutish, menacing men, perfectly embodying wild ferocity.

Today was the day the Blood Demon Sect was widely opening its doors for recruitment, attracting cultivators from all directions, some from the Southern Continent, others just floating over, all in hopes of seizing an opportunity.

Li Xiaobai also followed the crowd and returned to the familiar sect entrance once more. The moment they saw him, the cultivators around involuntarily backed away, distancing themselves from Li Xiaobai like a receding tide, daring not come close.

In the past two days, the name of Bald Qiang had spread far and wide, among the cultivators, he was already becoming the most dangerous figure, even topping the list of the most threatening adversaries, heavily weighing on the cultivators’ hearts.

“Is that Bald Qiang?”

“Indeed, seeing is believing. This guy looks ferocious and evil, as if he was born with a face meant for looting and robbing! He’s born under a lucky star!”

“Right, I heard as soon as he arrived at the island, he smashed all the nearby inns and made the cultivators flee in disarray, none daring to confront him. Truly a divine being!”

“That’s nothing. A friend of mine saw him yesterday near the Blood Demon Sect entrance. He heard that Bald Qiang was pressuring the gate-keeping disciples, sticking so close to them that the disciples didn’t dare even fart. With such boldness, he truly is a heroic figure!”

“I don’t want to run into him during today’s trials, watch carefully and run in the opposite direction when you see him!”

The cultivators watched Li Xiaobai’s figure and whispered among themselves, exhibiting much fear. A person’s reputation, a tree’s shadow—him being able to take on 108 inns and chasing cultivators to slash them, shows that this man’s cultivation level and strength are unfathomable, a formidable adversary!

Li Xiaobai paid no mind to their schemes. At this moment, he once again approached the gate along with the other leading disciples, to facilitate letting Fu Tiantian inside the box have another clear sensing.

“My fellow daoist, please respect yourself, our sect Elder has arrived!”

The leading disciple was almost in tears, feeling truly picked upon by this bald brute. He’d grown so old and hadn’t even held a female cultivator’s hand, yet he was now about to be forcefully taken by a bald brute, his heart nearly collapsing.

“Don’t worry, with my strength entering the sect, I should at least be an Elder. Treat me well now, and I’ll pull you up later.”

Li Xiaobai spoke slowly, his body still inching forward.

Just then, a gentle force swept over, enveloping his whole body, and carried him off the sect entrance down into the crowd.

Three figures arrived floating through the air, a woman in the center, flanked by two white-haired elders.

“Today, all of you came here to join our Blood Demon Sect. Seeing so many cultivators of the Demon Path in the Central Origin Realm killing in the name of slaughter, we are quite content; our path is not alone!”

“Joining the Blood Demon Sect is actually very simple. We hardly set any thresholds. In fact, you can consider yourselves menial disciples of our Blood Demon Sect already, but those who wish to join the outer or Inner Sect must follow me for an assessment. If you want to start as menial disciples, you can leave with Elder Yan right now.”

The woman surveyed the crowd below and spoke indifferently.

As soon as these words came out, they caused an uproar among the crowd—joining the Blood Demon Sect was this simple?

There was no need for any assessments; just standing here made them disciples of the Blood Demon Sect?

Even being a menial disciple sounded good! This was a menial disciple position in a Super Sect, definitely more valuable than in other sects.

“That’s it?”

“What about the promised mutual killings?”

“This is the top sect of the Demon Path, a major sect—decided so hastily? They didn’t even ask about our cultivation levels or backgrounds?”

“No complaints here, being a menial disciple is good enough for me!”

“Yes, compared to a life of fleeing and hiding, isn’t it a blessing to be under the umbrella of a Super Sect?”

“I’ll just be a menial disciple, the mortality rate in killing each other is too high…”

The cultivators were incredulous, all prepared for the possibility of dying here, but was that it?

Among the crowd, most had merely come to try their luck, hoping to find protection within the sect without much aspirations. Hearing the woman’s words, their will to fight dissipated, and they queued up one after another, following Elder Yan away.

A few minutes later.

More than half of the cultivators had left with Elder Yan, and Li Xiaobai began mourning for the large number of cultivators led away.

Menial disciples were something few people knew about on site, but observing the Blood Demon Sect’s modus operandi, the disciples at the very bottom probably didn’t even qualify as guinea pigs—they were just fodder for the Senior Disciples.

The Blood Demon Sect was full of deleterious Divine Skills. Cultivating these required absorbing Blood Qi. In other words, to grow stronger, one had to pay with their lives, like with Divine Level skills such as Heart of the Blood Demon that required consuming a large amount of a cultivator’s blood. Going out to find enemies was inefficient; it was more convenient for the sect to breed their own ‘pigs’ for slaughter.

These menial disciples were probably just livestock for the sect, leading normal disciple lives day-to-day, but once a Senior Disciple needed to break through with their cultivation, they would be immediately sent as someone’s feed.

But all these had nothing to do with him, they were all killers, their deaths would be beneficial for the Central Origin Realm. The urgent matter at hand was to quickly secure a respectable position and title within the Blood Demon Sect.

The crowd started moving, quickly dividing. Those who wanted to enter the outer sect stood before another elder, preparing for an assessment, while those who aimed for the Inner Sect stood before the woman hoping to test their luck, all of them Heavenly Immortal Realm cultivators, eyes filled with pride and confidence.

Among the crowd, Li Xiaobai also saw Meng Qi, the disciple of the Chess Saint, standing in front of the woman, seemingly wanting to undertake the assessment for Inner Sect Disciples.

The crowd split to the sides, leaving only Li Xiaobai standing alone in the center, quite conspicuous.

“What’s your name, and why aren’t you lining up?”

“Do you want to join the Inner Sect or the Outer Sect, or become a menial disciple?”

The woman asked Li Xiaobai, with a flicker of sharpness in her eyes.

“I’m called Bald Qiang; you can call me Brother Qiang. I’m not here to become a disciple; I’m here to be an Elder!”

“In Blood Demon Sect, I want an Elder’s seat. Your cultivation is too weak, not high-level enough, I won’t talk to you, call your steward out to meet me!”

Li Xiaobai, carrying the Wolf Fang Club, declared boldly.