Immortal after a Hundred Reincarnations

However, it didn’t shatter.

It was just sent flying by the blast.

"How is that possible?"

The old Daoist was also shocked. "What kind of Dharma Gate is this?"

"I only came here to kill Jin Xuan," Xu Lei announced in a loud, clear voice, "because he was the one who tried to kill me first.

I have no intention of making an enemy of the entire Daoist Sect.

Now that our grudge is settled, I will be leaving.

There is no longer any possibility of me attaining the Dao.

If the Daoist Sect insists on keeping me here!

If you insist on killing me!

Then bring it on!

If I die,

I’m definitely taking a group of you down with me.

And you, old master!

You alone are not enough to keep me here!"

Xu Lei looked at the old Daoist.

After all, the old man hadn’t reached the Ninth Realm, the final stage of the Upper Three Realms.

He stood no chance of killing Xu Lei, who was now armed with explosives.

’If they kept fighting, the old Daoist would only end up depleting all his Magical Power.’

Of course, Xu Lei didn’t have many Explosive Packages left either.

He had already used up a fair number just now.

Xu Lei only had that one Spatial Cloth Bag.

The bag’s capacity was also limited.

So, it was still uncertain whether his remaining Explosive Packages would be enough to finish off the old man.

But for now, Xu Lei’s imposing aura had truly stunned his opponent.

Then, Xu Lei turned and swaggered away.

Since this Daoist Temple had no master from the final stage of the Upper Three Realms, they had no way of killing Xu Lei.

In any case, the matter with Jin Xuan was thus concluded.

However, Xu Lei hadn’t seen a Qiankun Cloth Bag on Jin Xuan at the time.

He didn’t know if Jin Xuan simply didn’t own one, or had just left it behind.

But it didn’t matter anymore.

So many years had passed.

Even if Jin Xuan’s master had left him some treasures back in the day,

Jin Xuan had surely used them all up over the past few decades.

Besides, given the circumstances, it wouldn’t have been wise for Xu Lei to loot the scene.

Killing him was enough to settle the score.

Xu Lei hadn’t killed Jin Xuan for personal gain, after all.

He did it simply to vent his long-held frustrations.

「Another month passed in the blink of an eye.」

By now, Xu Lei still hadn’t charged into the Eastern Wilderness Marsh.

Because even though he was now too old to perform Charitable Giving, it didn’t mean he was about to drop dead of old age right away.

If he charged rashly into the Eastern Wilderness Marsh and ran into a Ninth Realm Great Demon, he might be killed.

And he could die before even finding Mei Li and Mei Xiong.

That would be a real waste.

So for now, Xu Lei was lying in wait near the Eastern Wilderness Marsh.

He wanted to see if he could spot any Demon Spirits entering or leaving the marsh.

That way, he could gather some information.

For example, the specific location of Mei Li and Mei Xiong within the Eastern Wilderness Marsh.

However, a month went by, and his stakeout yielded nothing.

「Three days later.」

On this day, Xu Lei was walking down the street in a city near the Eastern Wilderness Marsh.

Of course, he didn’t spend all his time living right next to the Great Marsh.

Sometimes, he would visit the nearby cities to sample all kinds of delicacies.

Now that he was too old to perform Charitable Giving, all he could do was enjoy some good food.

As he was walking,

Suddenly,

Xu Lei saw a little female beggar.

She was about six or seven years old.

She was incredibly thin and frail.

She wore a tattered, filthy tunic.

On her head was a worn-out, grimy black hat.

The few strands of hair peeking out from under the brim, which the hat couldn’t quite cover, weren’t black, but a startling white.

Only one of her eyes was healthy, and it was quite clear and bright.

Her other eye, however, was the complete opposite—it looked rather frightening.

The eyes of a truly disabled person are often difficult to look at.

It was nothing like when actors and actresses in dramas from Earth play blind characters, all of them still looking soulful and beautiful.

They make the audience feel as though being blind is no big deal!

This little beggar’s eye, however, was largely a milky white, its pupil askew.

It was, admittedly, a visually unsettling sight.

On top of that, her legs seemed to be crippled as well.

She couldn’t walk upright at all.

She could only crawl along the ground, using her hands to pull herself forward.

And that wasn’t all. Her face was also covered in patches of white.

She looked like someone with vitiligo.

But that was just from a distance.

Upon getting closer and seeing more clearly, he realized they weren’t ordinary white patches.

The white patches from vitiligo are at least flat against the skin.

They are simply discolored patches on the skin.

But the marks on this little female beggar’s face were unevenly raised splotches of white.

To be precise, they were more like hideous white lichen.

It made her entire face appear deformed.

She looked grotesque and horrifying.

"Please spare some food, kind sir, please spare some food!"

She held out a broken bowl, crawling on the ground and pleading with passersby. Her voice was surprisingly soft and delicate, but also very weak, as if she had been starving for a long time.

As she begged, she didn’t look up, instead keeping her head down and pulling the brim of her hat low.

Because her voice was quite pleasant, at first, some passersby thought about giving her alms.

But when a passerby looked down, saw a glimpse of her skin, and bent over slightly to get a clear look at her, their expression would change in an instant.

"Get away! Get away!"

One young man was so frightened he even kicked her.

After all, the little female beggar looked like some kind of monster.

Especially those marks on her face—they looked like some kind of disease!

’Who knows if a strange disease like that is contagious?’

The little female beggar was kicked to the ground, and her body involuntarily flipped over.

Her face was exposed, causing more passersby to recoil in fright and horror.

The little female beggar hastily struggled to prop herself up with her hands, flip her body back over, and pull down the brim of her hat to hide her face.

"Monster! Monster!"