Elder Yu’s brow furrowed even more tightly.
Twenty or so spiritual cultivators, and all were in the later stages of Qi Refinement, even some at the ninth level of Qi Refinement!
That grandson Qian Zhongxuan was playing this very trick.
Taking advantage of the fact that Monster Hunters didn’t have spiritual cultivators!
Indeed, Monster Hunters in the Qi Refinement Realm weren’t suited to be spiritual cultivators.
Spiritual cultivators needed time to cast spells, but when fighting Monster Beasts, being even slightly slower could mean the difference between life and death.
So Monster Hunters generally didn’t focus on spells, instead practicing martial dao techniques that used spiritual power to unlock the potential of their bodies and fight Monster Beasts.
Moreover, spiritual cultivators had weaker bodies, a light scratch from a Monster Beast could leave them gravely injured if not dead, unlike body cultivators with their tougher skins, who could withstand a few more hits.
But now, in the battle with the Qian Family cultivators, the Qian Family had presumed that the Monster Hunters lacked spiritual cultivators, or at least, didn’t have any impressive ones.
The enemy has what we lack.
Relying on these advantages, and their spells, the Qian Family could slowly kill the Monster Hunters at leisure.
There were indeed spiritual cultivators among the Monster Hunters, but without someone at the eighth or ninth layer of Qi Refinement, or twenty or so in number, their impact in such a chaotic battle was limited and couldn’t change the situation.
Anger stirred in Elder Yu’s heart.
No wonder that old bastard Qian Zhongxuan had insisted that those in the Foundation Establishment Stage not get involved.
If he could have taken action, he would’ve rushed over immediately to slaughter those twenty or so spiritual cultivators and saved a lot of trouble!
Now that he couldn’t take action, relying only on a group of Qi Refinement Stage body refinement Monster Hunters, they couldn’t break through, only to be tortured with spells.
Elder Yu sighed, knowing the situation was not in their favor, and directly ordered the Monster Hunters to retreat, only defending the entrance of the cave.
Qian Zhongxuan sneered with contempt but did not pursue.
He wasn’t in a hurry. Sooner or later, these Monster Hunters, unable to deal with the spiritual cultivators, would be worn down and killed bit by bit.
To rashly pursue and kill them now would only make it easy to fall into the cunning traps of that old coot Yu Changlin.
Over the years, having dealt with Yu Changlin on numerous occasions, he knew him to be shameless to the point of reaching the pinnacle.
He had never gained much advantage while dealing with Yu Changlin, but now, it was time for his moment of triumph.
The Qian Family retreated, and Elder Yu pondered with a frown, contemplating how to deal with the Qian Family’s spiritual cultivators.
Yu Chengyi said, “Dad, why don’t you sneakily take action, slaughter this group of spiritual cultivators?”
Elder Yu gave him a glare, “What nonsense are you talking about? Didn’t you hear what that old coot said? The Court Leader of the Taoist Court witnessed our agreement. If I act rashly now, it’s like slapping the Taoist Court in the face. How would I explain that to the Court Leader?”
Yu Chengyi said in a soft voice, “Sneakily…”
Elder Yu’s eyebrows raised, “Do you think everyone else is a fool? Can’t they see if it’s me who made the move?”
Yu Chengyi had no response, but after a while, he said:
“What if we put on protective wear and charged over?”
Mo Shan shook his head, “Wearing protective wear would slow us down somewhat, and we’d still be targets.”
Yu Chengyi then suggested, “Then find a few with good movement techniques, figure out a way to avoid the Qian Family’s body cultivators, and kill their spiritual cultivators from behind!”
Mo Shan nodded, “That’s the only way now, though it’s quite risky. Be extremely careful, otherwise it’s easy to be attacked from both sides, caught in a pincer.”
“The risk is too high, and if something goes wrong, it’s hard to escape,” Elder Yu sighed.
Unless absolutely necessary, he wasn’t keen on having the Monster Hunters take such risks.
“Shall we find spiritual cultivators to counter them?” Yu Chengyi tentatively asked.
Elder Yu thought for a moment then shook his head:
“They’re not highly skilled or numerous enough; spiritual cultivators won’t change the situation.”
Everyone fell into contemplation once more.
Suddenly, Elder Yu thought of a question:
“In our ranks of Monster Hunters, who is a spiritual cultivator?”
Yu Chengyi and Mo Shan were momentarily stunned, unable to recall anyone at that moment.
A true Monster Hunter, who would become a spiritual cultivator?
The few looked at each other in bewilderment.
Mo Hua timidly raised her little hand, “I am.”