Chapter 12 - Chapter 12 Audacity! Arrogance!

### Chapter 12: Audacity! Arrogance!In the blink of an eye, about ten cultivators broke away from the group bombarding Lin Yi. Among the remaining ten, only one was at the fourth level of Qi Refinement; the other nine were all at the third level. Lin Yi instantly felt the pressure lighten—so much so that he could afford to act flamboyantly again. "Is that all your lousy spells are worth? What a letdown! With skills like that, you call yourselves plunderers? You ought to be ashamed, and I'm ashamed *for* you!" Typical—once the pain fades, he forgets the wound! Just moments ago, with twenty-odd people围攻 him, he'd been gasping for air, dodging nonstop. But as soon as their numbers thinned and he could handle it, his big mouth ran wild again, spouting whatever came to mind. To be this shameless—truly mind-blowing! "Brother, can you *please* shut up? I'm begging you! If you keep this up, we won't even need to fight. I'll just bash my head against a wall and die!" One plunderer, driven to the edge by Lin Yi's words, pleaded with a grief-stricken face. The other nine weren't faring any better. That Lin Yi could reduce these plunderers to such a state with mere words showed just how provocative he was. "Didn't you eat? Your spells are so weak, they're gasping. No wonder I look down on you—put some effort in! Hit me with everything you've got!" How arrogant! How outrageous! Was this even a life-or-death battle? It felt more like a master scolding disciples. If there'd been a wall nearby, those ten plunderers would've smashed their heads against it on the spot. Fighting someone like this was pure frustration. This wasn't fighting a human—it was fighting a devil. "Fellow cultivators! This brat is more than ten of us can handle. Let's go help Brother Wang and the others!" The fourth-level Qi Refinement cultivator shouted. His words were immediately echoed by the other nine, as if he'd spoken their minds. In an instant, the ten cultivators abandoned Lin Yi and joined the other plunderers to counter the six's attacks. By now, nearly twenty plunderers were dead. Not one member of Lin Yi's team had fallen, though the fourth-level Qi Refinement male cultivator in yellow robes had a minor injury—nothing serious. In this battle, Lin Yi had absorbed enough pure spiritual energy. He now had traces of four elemental spells; only metal-type was missing. After all, metal-type spells were powerful but excruciatingly slow to cultivate, so few bothered to spend time on them. Besides, apart from sword cultivators, who could maximize their power, metal-type spells were all but useless to other cultivators. Yet true sword cultivators had been wiped out in the great war of the late ancient era, ten thousand years ago. Today's sword cultivators were no longer "pure"—though they still used swords, their swordsmanship had been rewritten after that war by a great expert, fused with other techniques. Its power was a fraction of the original. Thus, modern sword cultivators were a shadow of their former selves, less than one ten-thousandth as strong as the true sword cultivators of ten thousand years ago. Even if some practiced metal-type spells, their power was negligible. Lin Yi didn't chase the ten plunderers. Instead, he stood still, silently circulating the Flesh Transformation Technique, channeling the absorbed spiritual energy into tempering his muscles. After about the time it took to brew a cup of tea, all that energy seeped into his muscles. Guided by the Flesh Transformation Technique, it slowly tempered them on its own. Lin Yi grit his teeth through the pain, let out a roar, and charged back into the plunderers' ranks. "Here I come! Prepare to die! Hahaha!" Lin Yi was thoroughly drunk on his "strength." A mere second-level Qi Refinement cultivator, yet he dared to shout such words at fourth and fifth-level plunderers. Without the Five Elements Body Tempering Nine Transformations Technique, he wouldn't have dared speak like this even with a hundred lives. Arrogant! Utterly arrogant! This wasn't just provocation—it was madness. Yet the plunderers saw Lin Yi as a devil. Too few to take him on, and with only forty left, they couldn't spare anyone to deal with him. Faced with a cultivator who *begged* to be attacked, the plunderers were at a loss for words. They itched to sl*t his throat. D*mn your arrogance! D*mn your audacity! But they couldn't. So Lin Yi's嚣张 words left them burning with shame and frustration, eyes stinging. "Ignore that lunatic. Focus on the six in front of us." The sinister middle-aged cultivator said coldly. Lin Yi gave him a headache. If not for the two sixth-level Qi Refinement cultivators in the six, who were棘手 enough, he'd have loved to slap Lin Yi silly. He'd had enough! In all his years, he'd never met such a shameless person. Today was an eye-opener—and one that made him want to spit blood. In fact, even Lin Yi's own team was exasperated. The six were core disciples of major sects, used to looking down on others. They'd only let Lin Yi join because he'd beaten their only fourth-level Qi Refinement member. Now, when they looked at Lin Yi, they felt nothing but helplessness, disdain, and annoyance. They were ashamed to be associated with him. He had little skill, relied only on his mouth, and his words were vile. The six seethed with anger, but took it out on the plunderers—their attacks grew sharper by the second, increasing the plunderers' pressure. Ignored by everyone, Lin Yi charged into the plunderers alone, palms flying in a flurry of powerful strikes. His interference threw the plunderers into chaos. In the blink of an eye, two more fell to the six's attacks. "Dammit! Let's fight to the death! You hold off the six—we'll take down this brat first!" The sinister middle-aged cultivator snapped, utterly enraged. He hated Lin Yi with a passion, as if killing him were a matter of life or death. "Five fifth-level Qi Refinement cultivators." Lin Yi's mouth dropped, feigning shock. But in an instant, he too flew into a rage. "Dammit! Sending these lackeys? You're not taking me seriously! Send more!" The five cultivators froze. How could someone be this shameless? Their faces flushed with fury, their eyes boring into Lin Yi as if they'd burst into flames. "F*ck!" the five shouted in unison.