I am cautiously cultivating immortals in a strange world

"Sir, please enjoy your tea!"

After a while, the waiter came up with a teapot, placed it on Chen Lin's table, and arranged a set of exquisite tea sets.

"Wait a minute."

Just as the waiter was about to leave, Chen Lin stopped him.

"What are your orders, guest sir?"

Chen Lin looked around and then looked out the window.

"I noticed that people in your city don't seem to be willing to talk. Is there something taboo?"

Upon hearing this, the waiter also looked around.

He asked quietly, "Sir, are you new here?"

"good."

Chen Lin nodded.

The waiter showed an expression that said, "As expected."

But he did not answer immediately, instead he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"What, it's not convenient to say?"

The waiter hesitated for a moment.

Finally, he answered, "There's nothing to be ashamed of. It's just that the atmosphere in the city has become a little bad. The swordsmen in the major sword halls are keen on challenges. In order to avoid getting into trouble, no one is willing to communicate."

"challenge?"

Chen Lin raised his eyebrows.

I remembered that just now outside the city, I was challenged by the white-robed swordsman because I asked for directions.

He wondered, "If you don't want to accept the challenge, just don't fight. What is there to be afraid of? Can the sword cultivators in this city kill people at will?"

"Killing people for no reason is definitely not okay."

The waiter glanced at the other two customers.

Seeing that the two of them didn't notice this side, he lowered his voice even more.

"Sir, you should know that under normal circumstances, when a sword cultivator challenges someone of a higher level, the challenged person must accept the challenge, otherwise he will be demoted. However, when challenging someone of a lower level, the lower level party can directly refuse."

Chen Lin nodded slightly.

He actually didn't know, but it wasn't hard to understand.

So he didn't interrupt the other person.

"But our city is a little different."

The waiter continued to speak.

"Luo Xian Sword Sect encourages challenges. As long as one party has the intention to provoke, the other party can forcefully initiate a challenge regardless of their cultivation level."

"Moreover, the victor has the right to take the loser as his sword servant, and the loser may not refuse."

Chen Lin's mouth twitched.

This place actually has such outrageous rules.

No wonder I was challenged even when asking for directions. It turned out that the long-faced swordsman had bad intentions and wanted to get a slave for nothing.

Fortunately, he had always been very polite and did not show any provocation, so the other party did not find a reason to attack him forcefully.

"What if the strong man who forcibly challenged him loses?"

Chen Lin didn't believe that there would be such an unreasonable rule.

If there were no restrictions at all, ordinary people would be insecure and no one would dare to live in this city.

"If you lose a forced challenge, not only will you become the other party's sword servant, but all your wealth will also be handed over to the other party."

"Including wife, daughter, house, land, inheritance, etc."

The waiter lowered his voice even more.

Chen Lin's expression changed.

Just as I was about to ask again, the shop door was suddenly pushed open.

A man in white clothes, carrying a sword and with a sinister face walked in.

Seeing this person, the waiter's face changed and he stopped talking to Chen Lin.

Step aside carefully.

The two customers at another table also stood up immediately and walked out without looking around, seeming to be very afraid of the man in white.

Chen Lin took a glance.

Although the man in white was wearing white clothes, there was no embroidery on his chest, which meant that he was not a swordsman.

Just a lowest-level swordsman.

However, even if a swordsman can wear a formal white robe, his strength should not be underestimated.

According to his estimation, the white-robed swordsman's strength is comparable to that of the semi-virtual realm.

Chen Lin sighed again.

The level of this scene is too high. If you come in below the Void Realm, there is no way to survive.

"Hey, you hit me?"

Just as he brought the teacup to his lips, Chen Lin heard a frivolous voice.

He looked sideways.

The two people who were about to leave were blocked by the man in white.

The man in white covered his shoulder with his hand, pretending to be in pain, and kept looking at the woman among the two.

"Don't spit blood!"

The one who spoke was another burly man, speaking in a deep voice to the swordsman in white.

"Oh, what a courage!"

The swordsman in white grabbed the long sword at his waist.

With a cold snort, he drew out his sword.

Pointing at the burly man, he said, "How dare you insult the swordsman in white? Please accept my challenge!"

Chen Lin was speechless for a while.

This method of extortion is too crude.

It's totally a case of bullying.

If this is in line with the rules, then this city will be uninhabitable. If you say something wrong, you will become someone else's slave.

He put down his teacup and turned around to watch the fun.

He wanted to see how this man and woman responded and learn from their experience so that he could use it when he encountered similar situations in the future.

"We did not insult the White Swordsman, and we will not accept the challenge. Please stop blocking our way and let us go!"

The woman explained immediately.

The white-robed swordsman had no intention of letting them go.

He flashed and blocked the door.

He snorted coldly, "It's not up to you to decide whether it's an insult or not. Your companion just accused me of slandering others. How could I have slandered him?"

"Isn't this a veiled criticism of us White Swordsmen drinking human blood and eating human flesh?"

"Such words are simply the greatest insult to sword practitioners. Only with my sword can I wash away this injustice!"

"you!"

The woman was speechless.

The man next to him didn't know what to say.

His expression changed for a while, and he turned to look at the counter and said urgently: "Boss, we paid for tea here, so you should give us a testimony, right?"

The shopkeeper is a wealthy old man.

He didn't even raise his head when he heard that. His head was still buried under the counter, constantly flipping through the account book.

I don't know where the waiter went.

Chen Lin understood.

The identity of this white-robed swordsman seems to be not low.

Even without relying on his identity, the strength of the white-robed swordsman is not something that ordinary people can deal with, and the shopkeeper is afraid of bringing trouble to himself.

He looked at the three people at the door again.

The man and woman also had swords on their waists. I wonder if they will accept the challenge.

Not wearing white clothes does not mean that you don’t have strength.

In his perception, even if the cultivation of these two people has not reached the Half-Void level, it is not far behind. If they really fight to the death, they may not lose.

It's a good opportunity to see if there are any official people stopping the fighting in the city.

But to Chen Lin's disappointment, the man and woman did not accept the challenge, but chose to surrender.

The man bowed to the swordsman in white and said in a low voice, "I am willing to spend money to avoid disaster. I hope you will show mercy. Otherwise, I will have to go to the City Lord's Mansion to ask for an explanation."

"cut."

The white-robed swordsman curled his lips.

He said sarcastically: "The City Lord's Mansion has no time to deal with such trivial matters."

Although he said so, he did not continue to force it, but nodded.

"Well, since you two are sincere in admitting your mistakes, I won't bother with you. Just give me a hundred sword coins and I won't pursue the matter of you insulting the swordsman."

One hundred sword coins?
Chen Lin secretly thought that the other party was asking for too much.

Considering the purchasing power of sword coins, this is definitely a huge sum of money that most people cannot afford.

really.

The man's face suddenly darkened.

The woman next to her was furious.

He said in a cold voice: "This is robbery. There are actually despicable people like you among the sword cultivators. It seems that the white-robed swordsman is not a good person..."

"Little sister!"

The man next to her was shocked and quickly pulled the woman to his side and covered her mouth.

But it was too late.

The swordsman in white showed a look of success.

Reach out.

Take out a bright yellow small sword.

He raised his head high and said loudly: "You two actually insulted the entire sword cultivation community and violated the law. I challenge you with the sword of the contract as evidence!"

Done.

The white-robed swordsman smiled coldly.

He looked at the two siblings with a half-smile, "Even if you go to the City Lord's Mansion now, no one will help you. You only have two choices, become my sword servant, or become the dead soul under my sword!"

"you!"

The burly man's face flushed with anger, but he didn't know how to defend himself.

Stared for a while.

He withdrew his hand from the woman's mouth and placed his palm on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Women are more resolute.

He simply drew out his sword and pointed it coldly at the white-robed swordsman, looking as if he wanted to eat him.

"Want to resist?"

The white-robed swordsman narrowed his eyes.

"Then take my move!"

The words fell.

There was a flash of cold light, followed by two clanging sounds, and the swords of the brother and sister fell to the ground.

There was blood on his palms and all his fingers were missing.

Both of their faces turned pale.

The burly man in particular knelt on the ground with a thud, looking at the sword tip at his sister's throat and the overwhelming murderous intent from the white-clothed swordsman, and kowtowed repeatedly.

"My brother and I are blind, please spare our lives, sir. We are willing to sign the sword contract!"

"Humph!" "If you don't accept my toast, I'll drink the wine for you."

The swordsman in white snorted coldly, performed a sword flower, and put the sword into the scabbard.

Then he pushed the bright yellow sword forward.

He said calmly: "Don't let me say another word, otherwise there will be no room for maneuver."

The burly man stood up.

He took the small sword in his hand with a dejected look on his face.

A gentle stab to the chest.

The small sword suddenly changed from bright yellow to blood red, and a blood mark slowly formed and disappeared into the sword body.

Chen Lin's eyes flashed.

This contract sword is quite interesting, it is more advanced than the contract scroll in the cultivation world.

And from the looks of it, it seems that this challenge of the contracted sword must be used in order to have the rules that the waiter mentioned before, such as becoming a sword servant or inheriting the family property if the loser loses.

There is no normal battle.

After learning this, Chen Lin felt a little disappointed.

Just now he was still thinking that when he had a chance to find the residence of your Wang Shouyi, he would inherit all his property.

The opponent is the Double Flower Swordsman. Challenging him is purely bullying the weak, which is in line with the rules of inheriting the family property.

Now there is no hope.

The other party did not use the sword of contract on him, which meant that he had no intention of making him a sword servant, but was simply performing official duties.

The burly man concluded the contract.

The small sword was handed to the woman.

The woman had a look of despair on her face. She stared at the sword for a while, then picked it up and stabbed it into her own throat.

He actually wanted to commit suicide!
But he was caught by the burly man.

"elder brother!"

The woman cried out sadly.

The burly man shook his head. Although he said nothing, his eyes contained countless emotions.

finally.

The woman's trembling hand moved away from her snow-white neck.

Gently insert the small sword into the chest.

Scene reconstruction.

The small sword turned blood red, formed a mark and disappeared.

When the small sword was taken back by the white-robed swordsman, both of them seemed to have lost their souls and turned into walking corpses, with all their energy and spirit dissipated in an instant.

"Ha ha!"

"Not bad."

The white-robed swordsman seemed very happy.

He stretched out his finger and hooked it on the woman's chin, with the lustful intent in his eyes undisguised.

Then he took out a small bottle and threw it to the burly man.

"I, Chu Fuhu, never skimp on my own people. Here is a bottle of Mysterious Ice Condensation Dew. Use it to connect your fingers. It will be bloody and ugly."

After saying that, he slowly walked to the counter and knocked on it.

"Shopkeeper Qin, how are you thinking about it?"

Seeing that the shopkeeper did not respond.

He smiled.

"If you continue to run your teahouse like this, it will close down sooner or later. You might as well hand it over to me. I can ensure that you can leave Luoxian City safely. When the time comes, the sky will be high and the birds will fly freely. Wouldn't it be better for you to continue to enjoy yourself somewhere else?"

The shopkeeper still didn't say anything.

The lesson from the past is there. The two siblings just said something and ended up becoming sword slaves. He dared not say a word no matter what.

As long as there is no excuse, even a white-robed swordsman cannot bully the weak for no reason.

Chen Lin sat on the stool and watched this scene with interest.

He wanted to analyze the rules and restrictions of the scene, as well as the degree of 'agility' of the creatures in the scene, based on everyone's words and actions.

It seems normal at the moment.

Unlike other scenes, due to the restrictions of the rules, every creature is paranoid and there is no reason at all.

Seeing that the shopkeeper refused to budge, Chu Fuhu became angry.

But the other party didn't say a word, or even move, and he was helpless.

The White-Robed Swordsman has a noble status, but it also has to be subject to great restrictions. If he bullies the weak without reason, he will be stripped of his status as a White-Robed Swordsman at the very least, and at the worst he will be sent to the Sword Pool to be punished.

Waited for a while.

Seeing that the shopkeeper still didn't say anything, Chu Fuhu took a deep breath and turned to look elsewhere.

Just then, his eyes met with Chen Lin's.

"What are you going to do?"

Chen Linqiang spoke calmly.

His hands and legs couldn't help but tremble, but he looked at the other person without backing down.

He is like a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger.

Chu Fuhu was in a state of righteous anger, and when he saw that Chen Lin dared to look him in the face, he immediately became furious.

But he didn't have an attack.

Instead, he waved his hand and said, "It's none of your business, get out of here."

Chen Lin acted as if relieved.

He stood up and walked towards the door.

But his legs seemed to be out of control and he fell to the ground after taking two steps.

It felt like I was being humiliated.

Chen Lin muttered in a very low voice: "The white-robed swordsman is so awesome, but he is not a good guy at first glance. He is a bastard who only knows how to bully ordinary people. When I become stronger, I will deal with you white-robed swordsmen and kill one by one when I see one!"

"What did you say?"

At some point, Chu Fuhu appeared beside Chen Lin, looking down at him coldly.

"what!"

Chen Lin exclaimed.

He quickly shouted, "You heard me wrong, I didn't say anything, I'm leaving now!"

Make an excuse.

He struggled to stand up and ran out the door.

But then his eyes blurred and a long sword was pressed against his forehead.

Chu Fuhu's cold voice rang out.

"Originally I had no interest in you. A brat who doesn't even have a good sword is not worthy of me fighting, nor is he qualified to be my sword servant. But your words have successfully angered me."

"I did not say!"

"I did not say anything!"

"Don't slander me. There is no one to testify. If you dare to attack me, you will be punished!"

Chen Lin exclaimed repeatedly.

"Humph!"

Chu Fuhu snorted coldly.

"Do you think that if your voice is so soft, others won't hear it?"

After saying this, he turned and looked towards the counter.

"Manager Qin, did you hear the words he used to insult the white-robed swordsman?"

The old shopkeeper who had been lying down finally raised his head, took a deep breath, and nodded helplessly.

Chu Fuhu looked at Chen Lin again.

He reached out and took out the bright yellow sword again.

Lift it high above your head.

He spoke in a loud voice: "You insulted the White Swordsman and violated the law. I challenge you with the sword of the contract as evidence!"

As the sound rang out, the small sword burst into a bright light.

Chen Lin concentrated and sensed.

There seemed to be a kind of mysterious energy emanating from the bright yellow sword, which did not allow him to dodge and directly acted on him.

He secretly understood.

This sword of contract should be a rule-based object, connected to this scene, with no possibility of exemption.

"Scared?"

Seeing that Chen Lin remained silent and looked frightened, Chu Fuhu curled up a cruel smile.

"It's too late."

"Moreover, with your qualifications, you are not even qualified to be my sword servant. I will turn you into a sword puppet and make you lose even your sanity, so that you won't speak nonsense and bring disaster upon me."

"Then I have to thank you."

Chen Lin shook his robe and reached out to draw out the wooden sword.

The atmosphere changed instantly.

The whole person was like an abyss or an ocean, and an unparalleled powerful pressure enveloped the entire teahouse.

"you!"

Chu Fuhu was horrified.

The old shopkeeper and the brother and sister also had their eyes brightened.

"What, are you scared?"

Chen Lin spoke calmly.

He was just waiting for the other party to take out the Sword of Contract, so that as an 'ordinary person', he could obtain the other party's property after killing the other party.

Considering the other party's cunning and predatory character, he must be wealthy, so he won't have to worry about sword coins in the future.

Otherwise, he would have to find a way to earn sword coins, which would delay the completion of the task.

Chu Fuhu felt Chen Lin's strength and immediately retreated.

At the same time, he spoke in a deep voice.

"It is a serious crime for a swordsman not to wear a sword uniform. I advise you to go to the City Lord's Mansion and surrender immediately. Otherwise, when the inspection team comes, you won't even have a chance to defend yourself!"

"hehe."

Chen Lin chuckled.

Ignoring the other party's outward appearance of strength but inward weakness, he activated the spiritual realm with a thought.

"I accept your challenge!"

As the sound rang out, Chen Lin once again entered the scene shrouded by strange waves, and appeared in front of Chu Fuhu in a flash.

Chu Fuhu stayed where he was.

Let the giant sword pierce his chest.

It’s not that he didn’t want to dodge, but he had a feeling that no matter how he dodged, he would be stabbed by the opponent’s sword.

And his defensive measures had absolutely no effect.

So he could only watch helplessly as the wooden sword pierced through his chest, taking away all his life.

Plop.

He fell to the ground with a look of resentment in his eyes.

The teahouse was silent, and everyone looked at Chen Lin in a daze.

Chen Lin stretched out his hand.

Grab the bright yellow sword floating in the air! (End of this chapter)