Noodletown Translations

  Noodletown Translations

  Seeing Qingfeng Li kicking the Black Wind Saint Son and the Sky-Flame Saint Son away, the surrounding self-cultivators were all shocked.

  They realized this peasant was very strong. He was much more powerful than they thought.

  Everyone had underestimated him.

  “This Qingfeng Li guy is so powerful that he could kick the Black Wind Saint Son away this easily. After all, the Black Wind Saint Son ranks 11 on the Hidden Dragon List.”


  “Are you blind? Didn’t you see the three-colored thunderbolts struck the Black Wind Saint Son and injured him? He couldn’t move at all. That’s why he was kicked away by Qingfeng Li.”


  “You’re right. Normal people would surely die if they were hit by the three-colored thunderbolts. the Black Wind Saint Son is very powerful, and that’s why he could survive.”


  “That’s true. That peasant was too despicable to attack the Black Wind Saint Son when he was injured. It’s shameless.”


  The surrounding self-cultivators all discussed and pointed at Qingfeng Li with disdain.

  Qingfeng Li looked indifferently at them after hearing these words.

  He said coldly, “Anyone else wants to die?”


  Those self-cultivators all got frightened and fled away. They had all witnessed Qingfeng Li’s power and cruelty and didn’t dare to offend him. They only dared to talk trash behind his back and would piss their pants if Qingfeng becomes angered.

  Qingfeng Li looked down on them as well. In his opinion, these self-cultivators from saint level planets were nobody.

  Qingfeng Li then refocused on the Black Wind Saint Son, who had slowly stood up and could move freely after being struck by the three-colored thunderbolt.

  The Black Wind Saint Son looked at Qingfeng Li and said, “Interesting, you are not bad, kicking me when the three-colored thunderbolts injured me.”


  Qingfeng Li replied with contempt, “You’re the peasant. Your entire family are peasants.”


  Qingfeng Li felt disappointed with this appellation. It was very humiliating.

  In the eyes of those noble and powerful forces, Qingfeng Li was an itinerant cultivator, with no one to rely on. He was humiliated by them like a beggar, so he must strike back.

  Qingfeng Li took a step forward and cracked the ground. Then he kept moving toward the Black Wind Saint Son.

  Qingfeng Li had to kill this guy today, and of course, he wouldn’t let the Sky-Flame Saint Son go either.

  Qingfeng Li knew the Black Wind Saint Son would block him if he attacked the Sky-Flame Saint Son. Therefore, both the Black Wind Saint Son and the Sky-Flame Saint Son were his enemies.

  Qingfeng Li moved fast and instantly got in front of the Black Wind Saint Son.

  The Black Wind Saint Son had recovered his power and driven out the three-colored thunderbolts in his body. He swung his hands again. It crashed against Qingfeng Li’s fist and created earsplitting noises.

  Boom!

  This time, Qingfeng Li hit the Black Wind Saint Son away, while he stood there still.

  Qingfeng Li absorbed five more strikes of the three-colored thunderbolts and had increased his force to 150 million pounds, which was more powerful than the Black Wind Saint Son. That was why the Black Wind Saint Son was no match for him now.

  The surrounding self-cultivators were shocked again by Qingfeng Li’s incredible progress.

  In the beginning, the Black Wind Saint Son could hit him away easily. Then they tied in a show of force. At this moment, Qingfeng Li could defeat the Black Wind Saint Son.

  The Black Wind Saint Son was also stunned. He never expected Qingfeng Li could improve himself this fast. He could increase his power every time the three-colored thunderbolts struck him. Then how could he be defeated?

  In this situation, all the self-cultivators wouldn’t be able to defeat Qingfeng Li together, let alone the Black Wind Saint Son himself.

  Qingfeng Li was like a whale in the ocean when staying in the Fallen Immortal Arena, especially in Thunder Valley.

  When Qingfeng Li was about to attack and kill the Black Wind Saint Son, screams suddenly came from the crowd far away.

  “Ahh, my heart!”


  “Ahh, my throat!”


  “Ahh, my eyes!”


  “Ahh, my head!”


  Everyone shuddered at the screams. It seemed like some terrifying things had happened.

  Qingfeng Li turned around and checked. He found some of the self-cultivators had lost their eyes, some lost their hearts, some lost their heads, some lost their throats, and some lost their other organs, as if something had eaten them.

  Qingfeng Li was a little shocked. He paid no more attention to the Black Wind Saint Son, for he had sensed some danger was approaching.

  Qingfeng Li hurriedly stepped back and came to the side of Black Puppy, the Linglong Saintess, and the Blood Sea Saint. He didn’t want his friends to be hurt.

  Qingfeng Li found a golden shadow kept showing up from the void. Each time it showed up, the organs of some self-cultivators would be eaten.

  Qingfeng Li operated his Clairvoyance ability and shot out golden lights. He observed the golden shadow closely and found some fist-sized bugs, which looked like ladybugs.

  They had sharp mouths with diamond-like teeth inside. The teeth shined with golden lights and were extremely sharp. They could easily cut through the skin of saint level self-cultivators.

  These bugs were very powerful. They could paralyze the self-cultivators and then attack them.

  Qingfeng Li frowned a bit and searched over his mind-space, but still couldn’t recognize these bugs.

  Qingfeng Li told the appearance of the bugs to the Linglong Saintess and asked her what these bugs were.

  The Linglong Saintess frowned a bit and said, “Qingfeng Li, if I’m right, these bugs are thunder flying bugs. They were very famous in the Chaotic Era of the Universe. They killed many Saints at that time, so they were also called Saint Killers.”


  Qingfeng Li nodded. ‘Saint Killers’ was a proper name for thunder flying bugs, for they were slaughtering the surrounding Saints right now.

  Of course, not all Saints were killed by these thunder flying bugs. Some powerful upper-grade Saints and Peak Saints could withstand the attacks.

  But some low-grade Saints couldn’t. They hadn’t comprehended the Rules of Dao that well. The thunder flying bugs broke their saint vital essence shields and ate their hearts.