Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Magpie's Nest, second floor.

Even though Sister Hua had someone clean it again, a faint odor still lingered in the house.

Lin Shu lowered her eyes slightly, casually examining the short knife in her hand.

These young kids are too naive; their thoughts are written all over their eyes, and they'll take the bait if given even the slightest opportunity.

There's nothing to be proud of in bullying a greenhorn.

He was simply replaying the sound of the sword's cry in his mind.

If that kid really uses his sword techniques, I'm afraid I'll be forced to use my immortal magic.

Fog is a rare thing that diminishes as soon as it's used up.

Lin Shu was new to the place and had not yet witnessed the methods of other cultivators. The things that the young master of a martial arts school showed were enough to make him feel curious.

The fact that Zhang Ci could call that fat man "Uncle Tian" shows that the martial arts school behind him is quite powerful.

At least enough to make a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator feel that there is someone worth befriending.

He would soon face retaliation from this martial arts school.

"..."

Lin Shu licked her cracked lips; the bruises from yesterday's beating hadn't fully healed.

Stimulated by the smell of blood, his eyes burned with intensity.

The reason for luring Zhang Ci to make the first move was to create a pretext.

If a newly recruited fox in the Blackwater Gang actively provokes trouble, the gang may not be willing to get involved.

But if they don't even allow their subordinates to defend themselves, then this huge gang shouldn't be operating in the city anymore.

As long as Hongyun Martial Arts School doesn't dare to retaliate in a high-profile manner.

The other party is secretly making some underhanded moves, which happens to be a good opportunity for me to make some dirty money!

Of course, it's best to have more means of self-defense before that.

"call."

Lin Shu casually tossed the dagger onto the table.

It's so difficult to even chop off someone's neck that it's hardly of any use anymore.

He washed the dirt off his hands in the basin.

The reddish water surface faintly reflected a haggard face.

"Looks like a short-lived ghost."

Lin Shu muttered to herself, shook off the water stains, and turned to sit down on the edge of the bed.

He didn't believe in physiognomy, but perhaps because he no longer had a heart, his body exuded a weakness that he disliked.

It gives one the feeling that a death knell is constantly tolling in their ears.

Since we don't know how to repair the heart yet, we must at least find a way to restore the mist.

"Get up and eat."

Lin Shu casually ripped open her shirt, revealing her hideous chest, where scars coiled like earthworms.

The two black coins transformed into black light and surged into the white wolf's phantom.

A prompt then appeared, and the name of the immortal technique, which had failed to fully transform last time and remained unclear, gradually revealed its true form.

[Two coins were used to devour evil spirits; the evil immortal was not yet formed; the magic has changed.]

[Qi Refining Rank 6. Ghost Moon Bone-Cracking Hand: Minor Success]

"hiss--"

Even though the grade and proficiency remained unchanged, Lin Shu suddenly clutched her forehead.

The information about the Moon Claw Technique in his mind began to distort.

It's like words being disassembled and then reassembled until they become something entirely new.

The mist rose spontaneously, and Lin Shu slowly lowered her palm, spreading her five fingers.

The originally clear and bright light of this immortal technique has now transformed into wisps of black energy, swirling and circling around the fingertips, emitting a chilling aura.

Lin Shu frowned and waved it away.

Although he was still at the sixth level of Qi Refining, the killing intent in his spells was much stronger!

It was as if a dull blade had been sharpened, yearning to be bathed in blood!

Even his eyes showed a hint of agitation.

Although Lin Shu had never been involved in cultivation, he could sense that this change was a good thing.

The original Radiant Moon Claw Technique, after reaching the sixth rank, became very smooth and rounded, as if it had reached its limit.

However, this brand-new Ghost Moon Bone-Splitting Hand clearly still has a lot of room for growth.

Two worthless coins could bring about such an improvement; one should be satisfied with that.

"But what's the use of having techniques if you can't use them many times?"

Lin Shu slapped the white wolf phantom with her fingertip.

That bastard is so stingy. He lives on my property and doesn't even pay rent. He only eats a little bit and gives me nothing in return.

The immortal techniques have changed, but they are not the internal techniques he urgently needs.

"We still need to think of another way."

Perhaps after the white wolf has eaten its fill, it will vomit up other martial arts techniques.

But Lin Shu doesn't have the habit of putting all her eggs in one basket.

He was stroking the remaining two jade coins.

We need to find a way to spend this good deed.

bang bang.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Lin Shu put away the jade coins, straightened her clothes, and then looked up and said, "Come in."

The door was carefully pushed open.

Sister Hua led Old Yang into the house.

"Master Lin, your jade pendant..."

At this point, Sister Hua twitched the corner of her mouth. She had personally witnessed how the other party pulled the jade from Zhang Ci's waist.

"Is it changed?"

Lin Shu looked towards the madam.

Put aside the question of good deeds and bad money; if you want to eat well and dress well, you still need hard-earned money.

What's the point of having empty pockets?

"This jade pendant is worth at least ten taels of silver, but our brothel's monthly turnover is only two hundred taels, and Master Tian just left, so there are only seven taels and three mace left in the counter."

Sister Hua kept her head down, afraid of angering this ruthless fox-like man.

Zhang Ci's body was still lying in Qingliu Lane; who would dare to take his jade pendant and run out to exchange it for money?

"That's all. You can leave now."

Lin Shu understood the ins and outs of it, so she took the loose silver and tossed it around.

Old Yang glanced at the silver and couldn't help but sigh. He finally understood why the Blackwater Gang members were so extravagant.

In the southern suburbs, even a strong laborer could only earn about thirty coins a day, but Lin Shu earned in one night what they earned in half a year.

But the cripple wasn't envious.

To earn this money, let alone having the ability to rip off Young Master Zhang, the matter is far from over once the money is in hand.

After Sister Hua left.

Old Yang carefully closed the door before limping over to Lin Shu.

He wasted no time and blurted out everything he knew:

"Hongyun Martial Arts School is located in the western part of the city and has many disciples, some of whom are even stronger than Liu Laosan."

"Their Master Zhang is a grand martial arts master who can project his internal energy outwards. It's said he can even go toe-to-toe with immortal masters, so we must not let our guard down..."

To make a name for yourself in Blackwater City, you need nothing more than three things: money, power, and connections.

Coincidentally, Hongyun Martial Arts School had some of all three.

Lin Shu's behavior over the past two days has completely stunned Lao Yang.

But he still didn't think that a newcomer to the Blackwater Gang, Fox Master, could be compared to that gang leader.

The cripple cherished his life, but unlike the prostitutes in the magpie's nest, he was genuinely worried about Lin Shu, in addition to his own concerns.

I know what I'm doing.

Lin Shu tapped her chin slightly, somewhat surprised.

He brought Old Yang along simply because only Old Yang had previously been willing to step forward and drag him back to the woodshed.

Since they had shared hardships, he wouldn't mind sharing the good times once more.

I didn't expect this cripple to know so much.

Thinking of this, Lin Shu tried asking, "Do you know how those immortal masters in the city became immortal masters?"

It was just a casual question.

Unexpectedly, the lame man paused, a strange look appearing on his face: "This is common knowledge."

"..."

This time, it was Lin Shu's turn to be stunned.

Could it be that the cultivation here is not quite what I imagined, and not something particularly lofty or profound?