Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

Seeing that things were not going well, Brother Chen quickly pulled back the foot he had just taken a step forward.

Immediately afterwards, they would ride the escape light to leave this place.

Seeing this, Lin Yuan remained calm and composed.

He swung the "Shadow Slash" sword at Brother Chen a few times.

Boss Qian and his two servants immediately saw a sudden gust of wind rise.

What puzzled them was that such a powerful wind, visible to the naked eye, did not stir up a single speck of dust wherever it passed.

Boss Qian subconsciously swallowed, his gaze following the raging wind with a mixture of anticipation and excitement.

Regardless of the life or death of the thugs, it was all about the power of Lin Yuan's move.

The next instant, Boss Qian's eyes were filled with the arrogant and rampant wind blades.

Although Lin Yuan had already foreseen the villain's fate the moment he calmly made his move.

But I never expected it to happen in this way.

The thugs were trapped in the wind, like prisoners, struggling, shouting and cursing, but the wind blades were merciless, each one deadly.

Finally, amidst the strangulation of the wind blades, only a barely audible "Spare me" remained.

Apart from Lin Yuan, all three people present were shocked by this scene.

The wind blades gradually faded away as the person died.

Everything returned to calm.

But their hearts remained restless for a long time.

"Boss Qian, are you satisfied with the power of this spirit fan?"

Lin Yuan then slowly walked over and handed the spirit fan to Boss Qian.

Upon hearing this, Boss Qian's mind was somewhat pulled back by Lin Yuan's words, and he nodded repeatedly, saying, "Satisfied, satisfied."

More than satisfied, I was extremely satisfied and overjoyed.

Such a magical artifact...

Even Mr. Qian subconsciously hesitated, asking, "Cultivator Lin, are you... really going to sell me this spirit fan?"

Lin Yuan chuckled lightly, and without the slightest reluctance, tossed the spirit fan in his hand into Boss Qian's arms.

Mr. Qian hurriedly and nervously caught the spirit fan with both hands.

Only after he could feel the solidity in his palm did his expression relax a little, but his hand movements still showed caution.

Then Lin Yuan said in a very casual voice, "It's just a magic artifact."

Both servants were startled upon hearing this.

If an ordinary cultivator obtained such a magical artifact, they would probably be wary of others.

How could they so easily say they wanted to sell?

The two exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes clearly filled with questioning intent.

Who exactly is this cultivator before me?

Who is it?

The servants in the shop were unaware, but Boss Qian knew all too well.

Boss Qian slapped his forehead, bowed to Lin Yuanxing, and said, "Look at me, I've been confused by a few thugs."

He then respectfully said, "With Lin's abilities, he can have as many of these magical artifacts as he desires."

After speaking, he ordered someone to bring the spirit stone.

"Brother Lin, this is your payment."

"No rush." ​​Lin Yuan shifted his gaze to the shelves in the shop and said slowly, "I still have some refining materials to buy."

"Give it to me after it arrives."

Upon hearing this, Boss Qian thought to himself that if Lin Yuan hadn't intervened, who knows how much trouble those thugs would have caused.

He wanted to express his gratitude, so he immediately prepared to give them a discount when it came time to settle the bill.

"In that case, please come this way, Brother Lin."

Boss Qian led Lin Yuan to a row of shelves.

"I wonder what kind of refining materials Cultivator Lin needs?" Boss Qian held a storage bag in his hand, clearly preparing to personally select items for Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan thought for a moment, then named a few people.

A moment later, Boss Qian walked out from the shelf, presented the storage bag with both hands, and said respectfully, "Cultivator Lin, the refining materials you requested are all in here."

Lin Yuan nodded slightly and swept his right hand across the storage bag.

Then the storage bag containing the refining materials transformed into a beam of light and flew into the storage bag at Lin Yuan's waist.

"How many spirit stones?" Lin Yuan then asked.

Boss Qian quickly calculated in his mind that it would cost a total of one thousand spirit stones.

He said aloud, "Reporting to Cultivator Lin, these will cost a total of five hundred spirit stones."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan glanced at Boss Qian, knowing full well that these items couldn't possibly be priced at only this much.

However, since the seller was happy to sell at a lower price, he felt he could accept the favor.

In the end, he didn't say anything more about it.