Mortals cultivate immortality, and their IQ is playing with their heartbeats

#807 - A battle of patience

He hadn't expected his opponent to be even more patient, hiding without revealing themselves. He wondered what the other party was planning.

Suddenly, "Duan Qinglie" understood.

He realized that no matter how strong the opponent was, they still had a physical form, while he himself was formless and traceless.

The reason the opponent had been hiding was probably out of fear of a sneak attack.

Thinking of this, "Duan Qinglie" couldn't help but regret not instantly subduing the opponent when he had the chance.

But now it was too late. The opponent's methods of concealing their aura were extremely clever. He used his "Duan Qinglie" to constantly scan the area, but he still couldn't find their踪迹.

"Duan Qinglie" cultivated with intent rather than divine sense, so he felt somewhat inadequate in searching for the opponent's踪迹.

Forming a powerful mental force based on his intent and searching everywhere like divine sense was not something an ordinary person could do.

Duan Qinglie gritted his teeth. He tried many methods, but he still couldn't force Li Chengfeng's substitute puppet to show itself.

In the end, he felt somewhat helpless but didn't give up.

Suddenly, he had an idea. He immediately took out his "Intent" bead, which contained an extremely strong "Intent" aura.

He secretly placed it in a stone crevice not far away and hid aside, waiting for Li Chengfeng's substitute puppet to come over. This bead was his bait.

Once the opponent sensed the aura of this bead, they would definitely be unable to resist coming to investigate.

Because the aura slowly emitted by the bead would drift further and further with the breeze.

Anyone with a strong divine sense and keen perception would be able to discover the existence of this bead.

Moreover, Li Chengfeng's substitute puppet had already obtained twelve beads and was very sensitive to their aura.

Sure enough, Li Chengfeng's substitute puppet suddenly opened its eyes. Its heart stirred, and it immediately sensed the existence of the "Intent" bead.

Its mind raced, and it quickly understood what the other party was planning. They wanted to trick him into going out and then take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack. This Duan Qinglie was indeed not an easy character to deal with.

Li Chengfeng coldly snorted, not tempted by the "Intent" bead, and continued to immerse himself in comprehending his divine sense technique.

His current state had not yet reached perfection, and he needed three more days to consolidate and improve. Therefore, he would never rashly go out to avoid disrupting his cultivation plan.

As long as the opponent's bead was still there, it meant that the opponent must also be nearby.

Li Chengfeng secretly speculated that the opponent had become impatient and started trying to lure him out. Therefore, he had to be even more patient and wait for the best opportunity to arrive.

Sure enough, one day passed, and Duan Qinglie began to feel anxious.

Li Chengfeng was not far away, but the opponent just wouldn't show himself.

He gritted his teeth and persevered, continuing to wait. Another day passed, and he was mentally exhausted from waiting and felt very helpless.

He wanted to rush out and find out what was going on, but he was worried that he would expose his踪迹 as soon as he went out, and the opponent might escape in advance.

So, he endured again, secretly praying that the opponent would appear as soon as possible.

Finally, on the third day, the sun rose and set, but the opponent still didn't appear.

Duan Qinglie finally couldn't restrain the anxiety in his heart, and he quietly came to the side of the stone. However, he didn't reveal his figure, but only released a wisp of intent.

This wisp of intent sat beside the stone, looking somewhat helpless and anxious.

Finally, Duan Qinglie decided to change his strategy. He thought that perhaps this place made the opponent feel dangerous, so they didn't dare to appear.

Then, he would move this bead to another place to let the opponent feel relieved and boldly come out to check.

Thinking of this, he immediately used some means to move the bead to another place. This time, he didn't put the bead on the stone but chose a tree hole as the new hiding place.

Another three days passed, and the opponent still didn't appear. Duan Qinglie suddenly realized, "Tree hole? How could the opponent possibly crawl into the hole to take the bead? I'm so stupid!"

He gritted his teeth and decided to change his strategy again, moving the bead to the ground and whispering to himself, "This should be okay, right?"

After putting the bead on the ground, Duan Qinglie quietly left and stood on the hilltop, observing everything from afar.

He secretly prayed in his heart, hoping that this time he could lure out Li Chengfeng's substitute puppet.

However, Li Chengfeng sneered and said, "As expected, it seems that the opponent's patience has reached its limit."

He didn't rush to go but used the earth escape technique to quietly sneak into the ground.

He sneaked into the ground very, very slowly, moving only about a zhang in an hour.

This was a contest of patience. The opponent would definitely wait here for three days or even two days. At his speed, he would definitely be able to successfully get the bead.

Sure enough, after twelve hours, Li Chengfeng finally arrived under the bead.

He didn't dare to probe with his divine sense at will but only calculated based on the approximate location.

Then, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the bead, "Swish!" He shrunk back into the ground, ready to escape.

However, just at this moment, a loud laugh was heard, and Duan Qinglie's voice rang out like thunder: "Boy, I knew you would go underground to take the bead. So what? You can't escape my pursuit underground either! Let you taste my Mind Realm—Intent Realm!"

But as soon as Duan Qinglie's words fell, dark clouds suddenly covered the sky. Gray and pink mists intertwined, forming arrows that pierced through the air, densely packed, as if to fill the entire space.

He sneered and said, "What does it matter? I am a cultivator of the Mind Intent Great Art. Your attacks can't hurt me at all."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly let out a muffled groan, followed by a miserable scream.

It turned out that Li Chengfeng, who was lurking underground, had already locked onto him with his divine sense.

When Duan Qinglie made a sound, his position was completely exposed. The sky full of mist arrows that Li Chengfeng had displayed earlier was just a bluff, with no real power.

He had already condensed three divine sense needles. At this time, they suddenly erupted, and one of them, carrying red mist, directly pierced into Duan Qinglie's body, causing him to let out a painful scream.

"How did you find me?"

Duan Qinglie asked in disbelief, and he was also terrified that Li Chengfeng could hurt him. He had never thought that he would be locked on and attacked by the opponent in this situation.

Li Chengfeng suddenly jumped out of the ground and sneered, "I finally see you."

Although there seemed to be nothing in front of him, his divine sense needle was suspended in the air, and it should have pierced into Duan Qinglie's chest.