I'm a Cultivator, How Dare You Hunt Me Down?

Li Mu, a cultivator undergoing tribulation, suddenly transmigrated.

After waking up, Li Mu had no interest in money; only becoming stronger mattered to him. For those who wanted to kill him, ...

Chapter 4 Uncle, Help!

After putting away the mushrooms, Li Mu began another day of jungle life.

Breakfast was roasted rabbit.

After breakfast, Li Mu began practicing the Thunder Chasing Wind Step, a light-body skill he had created in his previous life. Calling it practice was more like reviewing; this self-created skill was etched into his very soul.

In just half an hour, he became extremely proficient in using his footwork, but this was limited by his current level of cultivation, which was still far from being as advanced as in his previous life.

In his past life, using the Wind Chasing Step, he could run a hundred miles in a single breath. Now, a single leap covers only two or three zhang (approximately 3.3 meters), a truly worlds apart.

Even so, in this world, if someone tries to outrun you, it's a joke.

With the cultivation level of Qi Refining Level 1, coupled with the Wind Chasing Step, traveling through these mountains, if not a thousand miles a day, is as easy as walking on flat ground.

Longmo Mountain is a mountain landscape within a city, and it is not very large to begin with.

Li Mu planned to spend a day walking around the entire mountain to see if there were any medicinal herbs or spiritual resources he needed.

He was initially disappointed with this world where spiritual energy was depleted, but the past few days in the mountains have brought him a series of pleasant surprises. In just a few days, his cultivation level has recovered to the peak of the first level of Qi Refining. As long as he finds another spiritual source, he is certain that he will be able to break through to the second level of Qi Refining.

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Perhaps he had used up all his luck in the past few days, or perhaps Li Mu had been lucky enough to find all the medicinal herbs and spiritual resources he could. He spent most of the day searching the entire mountain but found nothing.

As the saying goes, "If I gain it, I am fortunate; if I lose it, it is my fate." Originally, I was just taking it one step at a time, and now even if I don't gain anything, I won't have any regrets.

Li Mu stood on the mountaintop, holding a wooden box in his hand, gazing into the distance. He thought it was time to descend the mountain, but he was somewhat lost about where to go after that.

If it were just those few people who were monitoring me before, with my current restored cultivation level, I could take them out in no time.

However, the guy who shattered his internal organs was someone to be wary of. If that guy had thrown a full-force punch, I believe I could have defeated him. But if he had held back, then it's hard to say.

However, even if I can't win, with my current Wind Chasing Step, escaping shouldn't be a problem.

"Sigh!" Li Mu sighed inwardly.

It's ironic that a cultivator is always thinking about escaping, but alas, circumstances are beyond his control!

Having decided to descend the mountain, Li Mu no longer hesitated. He left the desolate forest, stepped onto the mountain path, and headed down the mountain.

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Twenty minutes later, several tourists appeared on the mountain path. Seeing that they were about to meet him, Li Mu simply stopped and sat down on the edge of the stone steps.

It wasn't because the road was too narrow, but because my appearance was really unsightly.

It's been almost a month since I was reborn, and I spent nearly twenty days in the hospital. I was just discharged and then escaped from home. Not to mention my messy hair and unshaven beard, just this tattered patient gown and a pair of slippers that were about to fall off made me look like I'd escaped from a mental hospital.

Two minutes later, a group of four people, two men and two women, passed by. As they passed, they kept their distance from me, and the way they stared at me certainly didn't look at me like I was a normal person.

Li Mu didn't care what others thought of him, but to his surprise, one of the boys tossed him a plastic bag, saying, "Here, take this!"

The tone of his voice was entirely one of sympathy for the weak, and it seemed to also imply doing good deeds anonymously.

Li Mu glanced at the plastic bag on the ground, nodded to the boy as a thank you. Although this act of kindness was cheap, Li Mu would never be foolish enough to refuse, nor would he deliberately bow or express his gratitude. Given his appearance, he was, to put it bluntly, a victim of weakness.

After the group had walked a few dozen meters, Li Mu took out two pieces of bread and a bottle of water from the plastic bag and started eating. He was so sick of eating wild game these past few days that he was about to throw up; why be polite when there was free bread to eat?

After finishing the bread, Li Mu put the wooden box into a plastic bag. He then cast a cleansing spell and a water ball technique on himself, thoroughly washing his body and clothes.

Looking at the hospital gown I was wearing, it was clean, but still tattered. So, I rolled up the sleeves of my shirt, but the tattered trouser legs couldn't be rolled up, so I tore them off from the knees down.

After getting his new look done, Li Mu continued down the mountain.

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The further down the mountain you go, the fewer tourists you encounter. Before, you'd meet a group every ten minutes or so, but now, halfway down, it's only once every half hour or more. After all, the sun is almost setting, and the tourists need to head back.

After changing his appearance, the tourists he encountered no longer looked at him with such sharp eyes; some even had friendly expressions. After all, Li Mu was walking with a leisurely gait and his head held high, and because of his cultivation, he exuded an ethereal aura.

As the saying goes, as long as you're not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.

I encountered another group of young tourists, three men and three women, who were taking pictures in front of the sunset.

Among them, a petite girl was posing against the railing, with a sheer drop of more than ten meters beyond. Li Muxin said, "The wooden railing isn't very sturdy; be careful not to fall."

As he passed by a group of people who were busy taking pictures, they didn't pay much attention to Li Mu. However, after he had walked only a hundred meters or so down the mountain, he heard hurried footsteps behind him.

Hearing footsteps, Li Mu stopped and turned around. He saw a young man running towards him, calling out, "Uncle, uncle, big brother, wait, wait a minute."

Looking at the young man running towards him, Li Muxin said, "You're really blind. I look to be about your age, yet you call me 'uncle'."

Soon, the young man caught up with Li Mu. When he saw Li Mu's face, he was stunned. "B-Big brother, please, please help us! One of our companions fell down the mountain. Please help us save him!"

Li Mu used his divine sense to scan the cliff he had passed earlier, and there was indeed a person in the middle of the cliff. However, this person was lucky and did not fall to the bottom of the cliff. He was hanging on a small tree growing in the middle of the cliff and crying loudly.

"lead the way!"

Li Mu didn't say much to the young man who was asking for help. After saying just two words, he ignored the young man who was still pleading with him to save him and leaped to the edge of the cliff.

Before the group of people who were crying and shouting at the edge of the cliff could react, a wind-riding technique was used to descend to the middle of the cliff, and a hand was reached to grab a protruding rock corner on the cliff.

Then I saw a person hanging from the tree—it was the same woman who had posed for a photo earlier, now clinging tightly to the trunk. I thought to myself, "My mouth really did have a lucky charm; I said someone would fall, and they actually did."

Li Mu reached out and grabbed the woman's wrist, intending to pull her up, but the frightened woman clung to the tree trunk as if it were a lifeline, refusing to let go. Left with no other option, he pressed a pressure point on her acupoint to induce unconsciousness.

"Make way, I'm getting him up here." Li Mu grabbed the girl's hand and shouted loudly to the person clinging to the edge of the cliff.

Hearing Li Mu's shouts from below, the group showed no intention of moving aside. Two of the men even arrogantly reached their hands down the cliff, as if that would save the person.

Li Mu was speechless. These people, all looking so respectable, actually had no brains at all.

Originally, if the group hadn't been lying on the edge of the cliff, he planned to throw the girl up directly. But with so many eyes watching, he couldn't act too outrageously, so he had no choice but to slowly climb up with the girl.

Li Muzhi rushed over to save the woman not only for her own sake, but also for the cliff tree that saved her life.

This is a bitter thorn tree, which also bears bitter thorn fruits. It is also called the Vajra tree or Vajra fruit.

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When Li Mu helped the girl "laboriously" climb up, he casually released the pressure point that had caused her to fall into a coma. The entire rescue process took less than two minutes.

Upon seeing that the girl had been rescued, the four people immediately gathered around, some expressing concern for the girl, others thanking Li Mu.

Li Mu wasn't impressed by such empty words of gratitude, so he quickly slipped away, concealing his accomplishments.

After walking a few dozen meters, he encountered the man who had asked him for help earlier. While the man was still in a daze, he quickly disappeared down the mountain.

He didn't want to get too involved with these people; he was thinking about that bitter thorn tree.

We were about to head down the mountain, but now we have to change our plans and wait until dark to collect the bitter thorn fruit.