I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 980 - 981 You’re So Lame

Chapter 980: Chapter 981 You’re So Lame

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Along the way, Fu Tiantian encountered various Sect Disciples, and her notebook was fully filled with an entire page of wishlists. Despite being seemingly trivial matters, she recorded them very seriously.

“Little junior sister, you must remember, if you want to command respect, just remember four words, ‘virtue esteemed, reputation high!'”

“The road ahead you must walk on your own!”

A young man in white who was sweeping in front of the courtyard said with a smile, “The Sect left something for you, buried beneath the old locust tree in the Sect. Dig it out, it can protect you and keep you safe.”

This was a young man whose face was completely changed, his features destroyed yet he still carried himself with an elegant and self-confident poise.

“Brother Zhou!”

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Fu Tiantian recognized him, her voice somewhat choked up, reaching out to touch him, but the figure of the white-robed cultivator quickly dissipated without a trace.

“Master is waiting for you inside, don’t let the old man wait too long.”

“Yes, senior brother!”

Fu Tiantian once again noted in her book: Dig out the item under the big locust tree left by Brother Zhou.

Li Xiaobai took all this in, his heart filled with many emotions. From the moment he stepped through the mountain gate until he reached the front of the courtyard, the obsessions of the cultivators he met became stronger and stronger, the most obvious characteristic being their ability to recognize Fu Tiantian.

Those cultivators harbouring such obsessions must be filled with hatred and unwillingness; how could they possibly only have these minor wishes in their hearts? They were merely giving Fu Tiantian a reason to live on strong to soothe her.

“Ding ding ding!”

“Dang dang dang!”

A series of knocking sounds came from inside the courtyard, someone was hard at work.

“Grandpa likes doing carpentry work, always knocking and hammering, it’s a pity that the shapes he makes aren’t exactly praiseworthy.”

Fu Tiantian said, as the group stepped into the courtyard. They saw large and small pieces of wood arranged there, and in the center of the courtyard stood a gigantic wardrobe as tall as two men, quietly standing, with a wizened old man applying varnish to it.

However, what astounded them the most was that next to the old man, there stood another Fu Tiantian. This Fu Tiantian was like a pampered young lady from a well-to-do family, dressed in luxurious garments, her face clean and delicate, a spitting image of a doll. This formed a stark contrast with the grimy little girl beside Li Xiaobai.

“Grandpa!”

The little girl called out, but received no response; the old and the young in the center of the courtyard ignored her as if they couldn’t see the group at all.

“Do you have any memory of this scene?”

Li Xiaobai asked.

“This was last year when grandpa said he would make a cabinet for me, and I was so scornful of it that I even had a big argument with him.”

Fu Tiantian reflected, if she could turn back time, even if she didn’t like it, she wouldn’t let grandpa be sad.

“I see, it seems that the obsession here is different from the ones we encountered before, it’s not the obsession of a single individual, but rather the obsession with a memory, this memory must have been particularly important to the old gentleman.”

Li Xiaobai nodded, this was a story within a memory and it kept on playing in a loop, waiting to be witnessed by someone destined to see it.

“I want to see grandpa’s face again,” the disciple said.

Fu Tiantian ran forward a few steps and stood beside the elegantly-dressed obsession “Fu Tiantian”, watching the old man’s actions together.

“What commoners practice in the Cultivation World has always been looked down upon since ancient times, but I think otherwise. A daughter’s marriage is a matter of utmost importance, a truth I came to understand after your parents passed away. Objects that are handcrafted bit by bit are always the most worth reminiscing,” the old man spoke, sawing wood as he spoke slowly.

“Grandpa, don’t do it, this cabinet is all square with no decoration, how can we put it in the house? If we want one, we can just go buy it at the Treasure Pavilion, can’t we?”

The obsession “Fu Tiantian” said coquettishly, her face full of disdain. The cabinet was old and ugly, and even the varnish was applied by oneself, truly not seeing what was good about it.

“Nonsense, how are the ones sold outside as sturdy and durable as the ones grandpa makes? Once this cabinet is finished, it will be where you keep your dowry. When grandpa is no longer here, all these cabinets will be yours,” the old man said, unfazed, bustling with activity.

“I don’t want it, look, there are insect eggs on this board!”

The obsession “Fu Tiantian” screamed in alarm, her palms surged with spiritual power, and she struck towards a crack in the board.

“No, you can’t treat grandpa like this!”

Fu Tiantian stood in front of the board, trying to stop it, but all of it was happening in a memory, the hands of the obsession went through Fu Tiantian’s body and smashed the board to pieces.

“I will never use such an ugly thing, and if you are gone later, I will throw it away, don’t waste your efforts!”

The obsession spoke harsh words and then left with a flick of her hand.

Fu Tiantian stood staring at the debris on the ground, feeling quite ashamed. These were the mistakes she once made, and now witnessing them again as a bystander, she could not change anything and could only reopen the bloody wounds in her heart.

Li Xiaobai watched coldly; so before he started taking care of this little girl, she was a spoiled little princess. But her spoiling was as it should be; after all, she was only eleven years old, just a young child.

This memory had been repeating itself over and over before Fu Tiantian’s arrival, but now, under her gaze, the memory began to advance. This was the old man’s memory, and Fu Tiantian was unaware of what was to unfold afterward.

The old man showed no sign of disapproval towards the obsession’s willfulness, continuing to saw, bind, and varnish wood. With a flick of his fingers, the board that had been smashed to pieces restored itself to its original state.

“I’m sorry, grandpa, Tiantian should not have been so wayward, I won’t dare to be like this again!”

“I will cherish grandpa’s cabinet forever!”

Fu Tiantian stood beside him apologizing non-stop, almost crying, trying to get a response from the old man.

Unfortunately, this was just a memory, existing in two separate worlds, and the old man had no reaction, continuing his meticulous work.

“The little girl at home is quite shy, wait until I’ve finished and you’ll know that this cabinet is priceless,” the old man said, shaking his head and chuckling.

This was said to Zhinian.

The scenery around gradually changed; the sect remained the same sect, the yard was still that yard, and the old man was still sawing wood to make cabinets. The wood piles around him grew higher and higher, but the shape of the cabinet hadn’t changed at all.

Streaks of light descended from the void; they were the Sect Elders.

Outside the yard, countless Sect Disciples stood on their flying swords, waiting for the Sect Leader’s final command.

“Sect Leader! The Blood Demon Sect has attacked us; what should we do? Should we surrender or not? Say something, please!”

The Elders said with some urgency.

“What do you think?”

The old man said indifferently, his hands not stopping as he slowly applied varnish to the cabinet.

“Surrender!”

“Grandfather, let’s surrender. If we do, everyone can survive,” Fu Tiantian said, shaking his hands violently, shouting loudly.

“Devil Cloud Cave will not be disgraced; I don’t wish to surrender,” a middle-aged man said.

“Forgive my bluntness, but to exchange the lives of all our disciples for our mere survival, I cannot bring myself to do such a thing. If the Sect Leader decides to surrender, I will immediately leave the sect and fight the Blood Demon Sect alone!”

The old man with the appearance of a youthful crane said forcefully, his eyes filled with ferocity.

“But we must still consider future generations; so many of their best years should not be sacrificed!”

An Elder raised an objection. There was too much within the sect he couldn’t bear to part with; he didn’t want to see it all fall to ruin.

“Right, what Uncle said is correct! We can’t fight; we stand no chance!”

Fu Tiantian, as if seeing hope, ran up in front of the Elder who had just spoken and shouted loudly.

“Hahaha, surrender? Leave the sect? Consider the disciples? It seems the Elders have forgotten something: when has Devil Cloud Cave ever acted with fear? When has Devil Cloud Cave ever hesitated? In all its years, Devil Cloud Cave has sought only straightforwardness. When have we ever needed to consider the feelings of others?”

“We of the Demon Path need only to feel at ease with our own hearts; we act as we please. Let me ask you, fighting against the aloof Blood Demon Sect, does it excite you or not?”

The old man stopped what he was doing and roared to the sky.

The sky filled with disciples roaring: “Excited!”

“More than life itself, I care about the disciples’ spirits. On the path of cultivation, as long as we live with joy, what does life or death matter?”

“I will say this once: act as you please, those willing to fight to the death may stay, those not willing are free to leave. Devil Cloud Cave respects the feelings of every disciple!”

The old man waved his hand, and the cabinet vanished into thin air.

“Fight!”

A few Elders nodded, their expressions one of relief, as if some inner conflict had been resolved.

“We’ve overthought it. We, people of the Demon Path, have lived a life of sin. We must always pay our debts in the end, but we must preserve the spark. Send Tiantian away!”

Someone said, and the scene fell into brief silence.

After a while, the old man said with a heavy voice, “Approved!”

The scene changed once more, the yard disappeared, and everyone arrived atop a range of mountains.

Ten thousand disciples stood on their flying swords, their bodies enwrapped in Demonic Flame, their momentum like a rainbow. The old man sat in the rear while several Great Elders led the charge toward the invading enemy outside the sect. There, only a single cultivator hovered in the void, disdain filling his gaze.

“Today, I will annihilate Devil Cloud Cave as a warning to others.”

The cultivator said lazily, randomly extending a hand and making a casual gripping motion. Several Elders instantly burst into a cloud of blood mist.

“Kill!”

As the Elders died, the disciples in the rear weren’t affected in the slightest. They fearlessly charged towards the Blood Demon Sect cultivator, their laughter ringing in the air.

“I’m going toe-to-toe with a Human Immortal Realm powerhouse from the Blood Demon Sect, just who else is up for it!”

“Don’t fight with me; I want to touch his clothes!”

“Hahaha, I spat blood on him!”

“So this is all the Central Origin Realm cultivators amount to!”

The laughter was carefree yet brief; blossoms of blood opened in the air like a grand display of fireworks.

“Dare to insult me, you’re courting death!”

The Blood Demon Sect cultivator said angrily, unleashing an even more frantic offensive, as if to tear everything before his eyes to shreds!

Fu Tiantian cried uncontrollably, her voice hoarse, as she followed the others charging towards the Blood Demon Sect cultivator, hacking continuously. She wanted to vent all her anger, but in the end, it was just a memory. No matter how much she attacked, it was useless; she could only watch helplessly as her fellow sect members fell one batch after another.

Among these people, some had cared for her, others she had played pranks on, and there were even the villainous bullies who would easily annihilate entire families; but at this moment, they were all doing the same thing, shedding their last drop of hot blood for their sect.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the scene quieted down. The sect was in ruins, blood flowed like rivers, and only the old man remained, standing alone in a pool of blood.

“A sect as insignificant as ants daring to insult me, fools. I’m giving you a chance for mercy. Just kneel down and admit your mistakes, and you can die with your body intact!”

The Blood Demon Sect cultivator said with a fierce expression.

The old man steadied his breath and looked up at the man with a mocking smile on his face.

“It took you the time of a full cup of tea to eradicate my Devil Cloud Cave, my Lord, you’re so pathetic!”