novelraw Chapter 863 - 508: Who Is the Boat Master
Chapter 863 - 508: Who Is the Boat Master
Why did the car suddenly explode?
Li Banfeng wasn’t even focused on the car!
Before the car exploded, there was a buzzing sound. What was the cause?
The exploding car was still burning. Li Banfeng jumped to its side and saw banknotes flying everywhere and a pile of shattered flesh and bone.
In this flesh and bone, there were drivers, those guarding the money, could one of them be the Boat Master?
Li Banfeng couldn’t stitch the body together to check, but he suspected the Boat Master likely wasn’t dead.
He touched the Silk-pulling Earrings, and the earrings responded: "Master, so dizzy!"
Not only did the Silk-pulling Earrings feel dizzy, Li Banfeng also felt a little dizzy.
There was a sound, a strange sound.
Li Banfeng activated the Insightful Spirit Sound Technique, listening intently, and a low tune was heard by his ears.
The sound was so soft, the pitch so low, Li Banfeng couldn’t make out the melody and could only catch a few words of the lyrics.
"Flour..."
"Green onion..."
"Sesame..."
This didn’t seem like a song; it sounded more like a food show narration set against a musical background.
Was it coming from the car radio?
Li Banfeng tried to trace the source of the sound, intensifying dizziness during the search.
This was a Sound Cultivation Technique.
The Conical Hat Man was a Sound Cultivator.
He saw him!
At the tunnel entrance far away, Li Banfeng saw a man wearing a bamboo hat.
They were more than five hundred meters apart. If Li Banfeng rushed over, using Trample Over Thousands of Rivers, even if he couldn’t kill him, he could seize the initiative.
The Conical Hat Man stood quietly at the tunnel entrance, singing low under his mask.
After a brief standoff, Li Banfeng poised himself to move forward but suddenly sneezed.
At such a critical moment, the sneeze seemed a bit comical.
But standing at the tunnel entrance waiting to fight a high-ranking Traveling Cultivator, wasn’t that somewhat comical too?
Seek Fortune and Avoid Disaster!
Li Banfeng rubbed his forehead; the opponent’s singing not only caused dizziness but clouded his thoughts.
The opponent standing there had surely set a trap, but what kind of trap it was remained unclear.
Li Banfeng’s figure disappeared again, and the Conical Hat Man immediately became tense.
Crash!
Li Banfeng unleashed Passing Glance once more.
With the spell cast from a distance, Li Banfeng didn’t demand great power from the technique, but it was surprisingly powerful.
A hole blasted through the mountain above the tunnel.
The Conical Hat Man wasn’t dead, but blood dripped from under the mask, and his clothes soaked with the blood from his injury.
A voice came to Li Banfeng’s ear: "Follow me!"
Upon hearing this, the Conical Hat Man vanished.
Li Banfeng saw a man in black appear next to the Conical Hat Man, helping him escape.
The Conical Hat Man’s trap indeed involved someone waiting in ambush by him. Had Li Banfeng recklessly charged forward, he would’ve faced a sneak attack.
What was the cultivation level of this black-clothed man, dealing with both of them? Should he pursue them?
Li Banfeng chose to chase, figuring it out if he couldn’t defeat them.
He jumped near the tunnel entrance, swiftly closing in from behind the two, launching another Trample Over Thousands of Rivers.
Thud~
This step felt like treading on cotton, lacking strength.
What was happening? Was there a trap on the ground?
This wasn’t about the ground; it had to do with Li Banfeng himself.
The lack of strength came from his sudden exhaustion and hunger, weakening his legs.
The black-clothed man and Conical Hat Man turned back simultaneously, charging toward Li Banfeng.
Li Banfeng turned and fled; severely hungry, he ran slower, while they closed the distance.
Once they reached the highway, Li Banfeng’s figure vanished unexpectedly. The black-clothed man and Conical Hat Man searched but didn’t find him.
The black-clothed man asked, "Who is he? Is it Li Qi?"
The Conical Hat Man shook his head: "Li Qi doesn’t have this cultivation level, but he might be connected to him."
While speaking, the Conical Hat Man glanced at the cash in the SUV.
Several boxes of money hadn’t caught fire; the Conical Hat Man and black-clothed man took the boxes and disappeared into the night.
...
Inside the Portable Residence, Li Banfeng was eating Guokui, devouring six in a row.
The phonograph questioned: "Husband, why are you so hungry?"
Li Banfeng replied: "I was fighting two people earlier, and halfway through, I suddenly got hungry!"
The phonograph pondered and said: "You must have encountered an Above the Clouds Food Cultivator."
Li Banfeng said: "A Food Cultivator consumes food to strengthen themselves, isn’t that right?"
The phonograph said: "An Above the Clouds Food Cultivator can force others to consume food. If the opponent refuses, they will feel hunger, losing strength to fight."
Li Banfeng picked up the seventh piece of Guokui: "This technique is quite impressive. I’ve eaten so much but still don’t feel full."
Hong Ying eyed the Guokui, curiosity piqued, and asked: "What’s in this pancake? Why do you eat it with such relish?"
"What’s it made of? Flour, of course!" Li Banfeng laughed, "Add some green onions, sprinkle a bit of sesame, and some minced meat..."
Li Banfeng paused, repeatedly muttering those three words: "Flour, green onion, sesame."
He recalled the singing of the Conical Hat Man.
Hong Ying, finding the ingredient unremarkable, tried a piece herself.
The phonograph cautioned Hong Ying: "You haven’t been resurrected; avoid earthly fare."
Hong Ying didn’t mind: "Just a small piece, it’s harmless. I find it tasteless. Qi Lang, what flavors do you discern?"
Li Banfeng murmured: "Modesty Cloth..."
Hong Ying burst into laughter: "Qi Lang, do you like eating that? I’ll take it off and give it to you later."
"Shameless!" The phonograph tapped Hong Ying, pulling her pants down, giving a good scolding.
Li Banfeng continued murmuring: "Modesty Cloth..."
The phonograph sensed something was amiss and asked: "Husband, what Modesty Cloth are you talking about?"
Li Banfeng asked the phonograph: "Beloved wife, in Sound Cultivation Techniques, is there a way to counter Passing Glance?"
Hong Ying coldly snorted: "If there was such a way, the vile woman wouldn’t have rendered my eyes useless."
The phonograph gave Hong Ying a slap and told Li Banfeng: "There are techniques, but using them is incredibly challenging; it requires leveraging your best tunes, and success isn’t guaranteed."
The best tune.
Li Banfeng said: "I know who the Conical Hat Man is; he unveiled the Modesty Cloth."
Hong Ying rubbed the Peach, disdainfully asking: "Why unveil that, it’s disgusting."
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