Body Refinement for Longevity: From Health Cultivation Exercises to Overcoming All Techniques

"Fellow Daoist, I suggest you know when to stop. This demonic beast grew up in the mortal world and isn't as precious as you think. One Extreme Intent and two Fireball Talismans are already a good deal..."

At this moment, the old Taoist's smile faded, and his aged eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Chen Han.

"Master, you're talking too much nonsense. If you ask me, we should just kill these two. It's such a waste of time."

Shi Jingtao didn't care that the two were right in front of him. He was brave and combative by nature. Since childhood, he would beat up anyone he didn't like. After learning martial arts, he would start fighting at the slightest disagreement.

Seeing his immortal master being so slow and indecisive, he couldn't help but speak up.

However, he also knew that this immortal master was just like that—approachable and unhurried. In his words, "We cultivators value harmony above all else."

"Nonsense! What kind of decorum is it for cultivators to fight and kill at the drop of a hat?"

The old man taught without any mercy, making everyone who saw it praise him as a master teacher.

Shi Jingtao was reprimanded but didn't care at all, watching Chen Han's eager expression.

Chen Han, however, sneered inwardly.

"That old bastard is ruthless behind the scenes, yet he acts like such a gentleman in front of his apprentice. He's definitely plotting something..."

Chen Han's gaze narrowed slightly, but he didn't seem to care much.

What he wants to do is none of his business. Just mind your own business.

Chen Han glanced at the renowned Shi Jingtao, but had no interest in paying him any attention. Instead, he addressed the old man, saying, "Two talismans are too few. I used more than two to kill this monster, and in the end, I only got some flesh and blood. Wouldn't that be a huge loss for me?"

"Business is all about mutual consent. If you really want it, then raise the price."

Upon hearing this, the old man pretended to hesitate, and after a while he spoke up, "Then how about this, in addition to this Extreme Intent and two Fireball Talismans, I will add two more Fireball Talismans. How about that? This is the highest price I can offer."

One Extreme Intent that Chen Han currently lacks, and four Fireball Talismans are indeed a considerable bargaining chip, but Chen Han is still not satisfied and feels that the price can be raised further.

"Fellow Daoist, it's not that I'm trying to cheat you, but what you've given me isn't very useful. The fireball talisman is indeed useful, but it's not enough."

Upon hearing this, the old man's face finally darkened, and his heart sank.

"I didn't expect this young guy to know so much. He must know the value of these things. Now it'll be harder to swindle him."

Realizing this, he decided not to smear Chen Han's things anymore and instead planned to seriously discuss the price. "Fellow Daoist, let me tell you the truth. These four fireball talismans I have are the last of my possessions. If you want to add more, there's nothing left."

Chen Han remained calm, his disbelief practically written all over his face.

"You talk a good game, but all you have left is this much wealth. If we were to fight later, I'd have more talismans and weapons than I could count on one hand..."

As Chen Han pondered this, the old man took out another talisman.

This talisman is similar to the fireball, both being made of yellow paper and red ink, but the runes on it are completely different.

Although Chen Han didn't recognize it, he could still make comparisons, and it was clear that this talisman was not a fireball talisman.

"This is a treasure I recently acquired in the market of the cultivation world. Do you know what it is?"

The old man held the talisman between two fingers, looking reluctant as he spoke.

"Please enlighten me, fellow Daoist."

As soon as Chen Han finished speaking, the old man smiled and then released his two fingers. The talisman transformed into a streak of light, moving through the air at an extremely fast speed. Upon closer inspection, the talisman transformed into a golden longsword, surrounded by a layer of magical sword energy, sharp and imposing, unstoppable.

Chen Han was certain that even at his peak, he wouldn't dare to take it head-on.

Finally, after demonstrating its power to everyone, the golden longsword returned to the old man's two fingers.

"It's still reusable!"

Chen Han's eyes lit up, and he murmured to himself.

Talismans are initially divided into two types: one is a one-time use talisman, which obviously can only be used once and is gone after that, such as the fireball talisman that Chen Han just used.

The second type is durable talismans. These talismans can often be reused, and some exquisitely crafted ones can even rival magical artifacts of the same level. It can be said that every cultivator cherishes them.

Furthermore, some impoverished individuals or newcomers who have just become cultivators often cannot afford magical artifacts, so they purchase durable talismans for temporary use, which greatly enhances their combat power and is cost-effective.

"Fellow Daoist, one Extreme Intent Talisman, three Fireball Talismans, plus this Flying Sword Talisman..."

The old man stroked his beard, looking quite magnanimous, and said, "If you still think this is too little, then I'll get angry."

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad, fellow Daoist is a straightforward person, you may take that thing."

Chen Han knew that this old man was finally serious about doing business, and the things he offered were quite to his liking. Besides, he had no use for these monster items for the time being, so he might as well exchange them for something he could actually use. There was no reason for him not to accept them at this moment.

At this moment, the oppressive situation suddenly eased, and Zhuge Rushuang felt relieved, thinking to herself, "Thank goodness a fight didn't break out."

Shi Jingtao was slightly dissatisfied because he hadn't fought Chen Han, but he couldn't say anything.

"Okay, then it's a deal."

The old man seemed very happy, but there was still a shrewd glint in his eyes. He tossed the promised item to Chen Han, who caught it and carefully put it away.

"Oh, right..."

However, Chen Han suddenly changed the subject, which made the female constable's heart tighten, while Shi Jingtao smiled.

"Fellow Daoist, there is something you may already know, but I still have to mention it. This demon beast is a product of the mortal world. Although it is old enough, whether it has a demon core is uncertain. I'm sure you are well aware of this. If you lose money, don't expect me to return the goods."

The old man was immediately taken aback.

That's exactly what he was thinking.

If this demon did not have a demon core, he would definitely use this as a reason to ask Chen Han to return something, namely the flying sword talisman. Otherwise, who would do a losing deal?

Among the demonic beasts, the most valuable items are a few, and among these, demon cores are the most valuable.

If this monster contains a demon core, then the old man will definitely make a huge profit; but if it doesn't... then Chen Han will make a huge profit.

In an instant, the old man's scheme was exposed. He stopped in his tracks, while behind him, Chen Han stood calmly with his arms crossed, watching coldly, exuding the aura of a powerful figure.

The atmosphere grew heavy, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of gunpowder, ready to ignite at any moment.

Zhuge Rushuang was extremely nervous, while Shi Jingtao, a martial arts master of only two ounces, was eager to try.

After a long silence, the old man finally broke the silence, laughing heartily, "Of course, I'm not the kind of person who can't take a joke."

With that, he took a step and walked towards the monster's corpse.

Next comes the word "gambling".