Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

"There's definitely something wrong with the mansion at No. 95!"

A cloaked man with three vertical eyes on his mask said in a deep voice, "I have placed at least 100,000 spies in there, but five or six months have passed and they haven't sent out a single message."

"Even if those spies were monsters or not very bright, they should have made some discoveries and provided some feedback after so much time!"

"But they just disappeared without a trace, like stones sinking into the sea."

A cloaked figure with three vertical eyes nearby sneered, "One hundred thousand spies, just enough to fill a building."

"Perhaps the spies you planted were all placed in the same building."

"So how are they supposed to gather information?"

Pfft!

Many of the cloaked figures laughed.

The cloaked figure at the head of the group trembled with rage: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"There's no such thing as a coincidence in the world."

"I will continue to arrange for ghosts to infiltrate."

"Furthermore, you must also find a way to plant spies within your ranks!"

One of the cloaked creatures muttered impatiently, "Brother, this is just a big mansion."

"There are countless mansions in this city; if not 100,000, then at least 80,000 mansions have problems."

"If we keep planting spies as you suggest, even turning all our cannon fodder into spies wouldn't be enough."

The three-eyed cloaked man growled, "But Compound 95 is different."

"Ever since the Beggar Army occupied a corner of this city, whenever they make a move, all the mansions turn a blind eye and allow the Beggar Army to occupy that corner of their mansions."

"Only Compound No. 95 is like a tiger's den; all members of the Beggars' Army who went in disappeared without a trace."

"Gentlemen, it's not that I want to explore this compound now, but rather that the Beggars' Army has requested it."

"We are allies after all; they've asked for help, so we should lend a hand!"

One of the cloaked figures curled his lip: "We are merely allies, not their lackeys."

"There's no need to listen to them in everything."

The three-eyed cloaked figure said, "It's not about listening to them, but about cooperating and helping each other!"

The other cloaked figures retorted.

For a time, the two sides argued endlessly.

Just then, a cloaked figure suddenly said, "Gentlemen, a few days ago I encountered a rather interesting heretical monk."

"This cultivator, although only at the Foundation Establishment stage, has methods and abilities."

"Everyone... I'd like to entrust the task of investigating Compound No. 95 to her."

The many cloaked beings nodded: "Yes!"

The cloaked figure coughed and said, "However, their fees are a bit high!"

"Hmm? How expensive is it?"

"Hmm... a thousand Foundation Establishment spiritual lights!"

hiss!

The cloaked figures gasped in shock: "Good heavens, is this guy's eyes and brain inlaid with blue dragonflies? How can he be so expensive?"

The cloaked man chuckled, "But they are very capable and have sophisticated methods."

"As long as she is given the spiritual light of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, she will definitely be able to detect the information."

The cloaked figures exchanged glances, then gritted their teeth and said, "Too expensive!"

"Make it cheaper!"

"Then five hundred Foundation Establishment spiritual lights!"

"Uh... we were just saying it casually, and you're offering a discount of five hundred Foundation Establishment spiritual lights? Why didn't you insist?"

Is it necessary?

Many cloaked figures...

"Then report the reward as one thousand Foundation Establishment spiritual lights; we'll take five hundred as a kickback."

The cloaked man who recommended the outsider panicked: "What about my commission?"

"You think we're stupid? There wasn't a kickback in those five hundred Foundation Establishment spiritual lights?"

"You yourself took more kickbacks than we did."

"If you're still not satisfied, we'll all beat you up."

The cloaked man sneered.

Half an hour later, the cloaked man was deep in an alley when he tapped on an urn by the roadside.

call out!

A plume of red smoke billowed out, from which emerged a female cultivator in a red robe.

This female cultivator was tall, graceful, and had a noble air about her.

She had an oval face, wore a gold hairpin, and was adorned with various jewels and ornaments. Her eyes sparkled with a captivating charm.

Especially her pale red eyes, which are so captivating that one can't help but be mesmerized.

Glug!

The cloaked figure swallowed hard and chuckled maliciously, "Red-clothed, I've given you a bribe."

The female cultivator is Zhao Hongyi. After arriving in the far west, she experienced some people, some events, and some adventures/disasters, and finally appeared in City No. 95 of the 95th Ring.

She had only been in the city for a short time, had just built her own base, and then got involved with an organization called the "Alliance of the Strange Eyes".

At the same time, she also extended invitations to heroes from all walks of life in City 95, inviting them to become her guests, form partnerships, and expand her network of connections.

At this moment, business came knocking, and Zhao Hongyi was delighted, but her expression remained aloof.

Because she learned this aloof and cold temperament from Fairy Qin, which she discovered was the most alluring quality for both men and women.

That's why she got used to being aloof.

"What are the benefits?" Zhao Hongyi blinked, curious.

The cloaked figure took a deep breath: "Let me touch your little hand, and I'll tell you!"

Zhao Hongyi frowned, her expression becoming even colder, but she did not utter a rebuttal.

The cloaked figure swallowed hard, grabbed her small hand, and examined it closely: "The benefits of four hundred Foundation Establishment spiritual lights!"

He recounted the exploration of Compound No. 95.

Zhao Hongyi pulled out her small hand and said coldly, "The reward was paid by your organization; I believe that the reward paid by your organization is definitely more than four hundred Foundation Establishment spiritual lights."

"And you, my friend, you definitely took a kickback from me."

"You take kickbacks from me, and you expect me to work for you?"

Do you think this is normal?

The cloaked man chuckled awkwardly, "Well... I only ate a little bit."

"Hmm?" Zhao Hongyi moved closer to him, looking down at him condescendingly. "Really?"

Glug!

The cloaked man swallowed hard.

Stab it!

Zhao Hongyi's slender fingers traced the mask on his face, finally drawing a vertical eye pattern: "So, how much Foundation Establishment spiritual light should you give me?"

"Five hundred... um..."

Zhao Hongyi poked his mouth with her finger.

The cloaked figure mumbled, "Five hundred and ten... that's all the Foundation Establishment spiritual light I have!"

"Um!"

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After about half a cup of tea's time, the cloaked figure, clutching his back, walked away while leaning against the wall.

In the darkness, many ghosts and monsters, gritting their teeth and baring their fangs, chased after him.

Zhao Hongyi flicked her fingers, and a wisp of red smoke disappeared into the urn.

The urn contains a space of several acres in diameter.

Although the space was not large, it was decorated in a magnificent manner.

There are about 180 orthodox cultivators specializing in [Life Cultivation] inside.

These cultivators, with tens of thousands of external kidneys attached, practice pure Yang-type cultivation techniques day and night.

After Zhao Hongyi entered, a cultivator came over to feed her pure yang blood; another cultivator spat out breaths of yang energy.

call!call!call!

Zhao Hongyi absorbed a great deal of masculine energy, which transformed into a wealth of inner strength.

A quarter of an hour later, dozens of [Life Cultivators], their auras weakened, went to the side to cultivate and recover.

The other strong and capable cultivators gathered around to obey orders.

Zhao Hongyi ignored them and instead took a tortoise shell the size of a millstone, spewed out flames to burn it, and examined the patterns on the shell to deduce the danger of the task assigned by the cloaked man.

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