Immortality Cultivation: Fellow Daoists, please live for two more episodes!

They're old rivals, and both sides have received orders from above. Now that they've met, there's no reason not to have a showdown.

The next second, Han Qingshan made a hand seal, and the three spiritual patterns on the short sword lit up. Then, without saying a word, he slashed with the sword.

Upon seeing this, Qin Jiu's expression changed slightly, and the copper coin in his sleeve flew out with a sound.

As it spun in the air, the "wealth-sealing evil energy" in the coin hole instantly surged up waves of reddish-yellow turbidity, wrapped in a chilling aura, and actually managed to suppress Han Qingshan's sword light.

Boom!

The two energies collided suddenly, the ground shook violently, the teacups on the counter shattered, and the whole shop was covered in dust.

Inside the stone chamber, Zhou Youyuan's gaze swept across the scene on the light screen, a slight smile playing on his lips.

As he expected, now that Fu Jiao's people have come, the two sides must settle their differences regarding the Yin Po ore today.

This was also a good opportunity for him to make connections.

With a flick of his wrist, Lin Qiusheng glanced at Qiu Wu beside him. Qiu Wu understood immediately, said nothing, and quickly slipped away.

Inside the shop, neither Han Qingshan nor Qin Jiu showed any sign of stopping.

For every inch Han Qingshan's sword light pushed forward, Qin Jiu's "Sealing Wealth Qi" met it with an inch, as if two venomous snakes had coiled around each other's necks, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

Rumble.

Another wave of shock spread out like ripples, even more powerful than before, this time causing the door panels to creak.

Liu San Niang was standing between the two of them. When the wave swept over her, she fell straight backward, hitting the back of her head on the threshold, and lost her breath.

She's dead; it doesn't matter.

From beginning to end, none of the groups even glanced at her.

Zhou Youyuan manipulated Lin Qiusheng to try to speak, but his body, which was at the third level of Qi Refining, couldn't even open its mouth in the face of such a raging storm.

There was no other way but to take out the talisman from his pocket.

The cheap cash I'd accumulated before going into seclusion, a hundred or so bills, were crumbling one after another in front of me. But at this rate, they probably wouldn't last much longer.

However, the fight between the two became increasingly intense.

Han Qingshan snorted coldly, and the short sword changed again. Three spiritual patterns on the sword exploded into stars, and the sword power on it doubled.

Seeing this, Qin Jiu dared not be negligent. In an instant, the "Sealing Wealth and Evil Qi" condensed and took shape, transforming into a giant toad with bright scales and a body of red gold.

The toad opened its mouth wide, spitting out malevolent light, blocking attacks from the left and striking from the right.

In an instant, the sword light and the murderous aura collided violently in the shop, as if thousands of knives and axes were slashing wildly. The door panel shattered, and wood fragments flew everywhere. The aftershocks even overturned half of the counter.

Just then, a figure quietly appeared at the door.

He was an old man with a bald head and a mustache, his gray cloth shirt stained with oil. At first glance, he seemed to be just an ordinary shopkeeper flipping through the roster in the mission hall.

Manager Lü.

He stepped over the threshold and stood there.

hum...

A muffled thud.

Han Qingshan, a manager at the ninth level of Qi Refining who had passed through the Heavenly Palace, had all the spiritual patterns on his short sword extinguished. Qin Jiu's giant crimson toad also collapsed and vanished into a sky full of killing light.

The moment that aura spread out, the two of them felt their true energy weaken by 30%, and their methods were suddenly hindered by many obstacles, as if the laws of heaven and earth within their small space no longer belonged to them.

"That's about enough, you two."

Inside the stone chamber, Zhou Youyuan stared at the light screen, equally astonished.

Manager Lü was indeed the savior he brought.

His plan was far-reaching; since he wanted to help him in the future, Yuanren No. 6 had infiltrated the upper echelons of the Fujiao Society.

The power of Jucai Pavilion and the opportune moment to pay homage to them today are both once in a lifetime.

Although he had Lin Qiusheng helping him draw attention and save face in the outer sect, it was still an avatar created by drawing souls into a weapon...

He couldn't handle those situations where he needed to physically withstand attacks and block hidden arrows.

He needed a powerful backer, and Lü Ci had spent most of his life in the outer sect. He had extensive connections, was reliable, and had considerable strength. Most importantly, he was also quite greedy.

As long as there are enough benefits, no one can be a better henchman or backer than him.

So when he learned that the two forces were about to clash, he immediately summoned Qiu Wu to find Manager Lü.

The original plan was simply to have a cultivator who had passed the Heavenly Official level help out, so that they could demonstrate their strength to the Subduing Dragon Society and the Myriad Machines Pavilion.

But to his surprise, this guy's strength far exceeded his expectations.

That move just now, a technique with its own hidden depths, could it be...?

[Lichun] The Creation of the Foundation of the Dao?

The reason I sought him out was that I thought he was at least a great figure who had reached the peak of Qi Refining, but I never expected that he had already reached the stage of condensing the Dao Foundation and half a step into Foundation Establishment.

It was hidden so well.

However, this was none of his business; on the contrary, it greatly benefited his next plan.

Thinking of this, Zhou Youyuan spoke again through Lin Qiusheng's mouth:

"Brother Han, the Fujiao Society has been traveling for decades, and I, a small shop that has just opened, would not dare to disturb them."

"However, the ore is Wanjitang's product, so if we're going to close down, Wanjitang has to give their approval first..."

"If Brother Han feels this is inappropriate, why don't I treat you to a meal? In three days, the three of us can meet again at Wanbaoge to discuss the arrangements. That would be much better than having to fight in my little shop."

Han Qingshan frowned slightly. As a high-ranking member of the Fujiao Society, one of the two major forces in the outer sect, he was certainly not brainless.

He had originally come to test the waters, not intending to immediately break off relations, but this Lin Qiusheng…

All these actions suggest that the other party is not a living person, but more like someone's puppet.

However, Shuiyue's three methods of creating external avatars, especially the "Blood Gu Avatar Method," have a very strong corpse-like and bloody aura, which doesn't match this guy at all.

The Heavenly Silkworm of the "Heavenly Silkworm Soul-Eating Technique" requires the consumption of human souls and has a limited lifespan, yet this creature has existed for so long.

As for the "Soul-Guiding Technique"...

He never imagined that anyone would use that infamous, unreliable device with its invisible puppets for something big.

It doesn't match up at all; not a single one matches. He really can't figure out who this guy is.

For a smart person to flip the table when they know nothing is the most foolish decision.

After a moment of silence, Han Qingshan looked at Lin Qiusheng:

"Okay, three days. I'll give you three days, but you have to pack up the stall and return the goods to Qin Jiu in these three days..."

"As for the points loan, you can continue with it. Fujiao will not block your path to wealth. However, you cannot sell any more minerals before we establish the rules."

After leaving those words, Han Qingshan immediately put away the spirit runes on his short sword, turned around, stepped over the threshold, and walked out.

Only the "three-day" deadline remained hanging in the air above the shop.

Zhou Youyuan didn't mind the other party's arrogance and manipulated Lin Qiusheng to look up to the right:

"Brother Qin, what do you think?"

"Hehe, since Brother Lin finds it difficult to go to such lengths, what objection can I possibly have? Let's make it three days. I'll also use these three days to report to my own sect leader."

Qin Jiu brushed off the tear in his sleeve, cupped his hands in greeting to Lin Qiusheng, said "I've bothered you," and then left.

All that remained was a mess and a faint smile on his face...

Manager Lü.