This celestial master cultivates both physical and magical arts; why did you provoke him?

After hearing this, Xia En remained calm and looked Tu Shanjing up and down.

What are you doing here?

"I've come to ask for something."

Tu Shanjing took out a jade talisman from his sleeve.

It's exactly the same as the one under Shane's pillow.

Black jade, an eye symbol, faintly glowing.

Xia En narrowed her eyes. "You want this too?"

"It's not what I want."

Tu Shan Jing put away the jade talisman. "We've come to reclaim what belongs to our fox clan. This jade talisman was originally the treasure of Qingqiu Mountain, but it was stolen by the Evil Spirit Cult three hundred years ago. We've been investigating for three hundred years, and finally found it in your hands."

"so what?"

"Therefore, please return the jade talisman to us, Master Xia."

Tu Shanjing's tone was polite, but his eyes were cold. "In return, we can help you deal with the Evil Spirit Cult."

Xia En paused for a moment.

Then he couldn't help but laugh.

"You'll help me fight the Evil Spirit Cult? You couldn't even protect your own treasured artifact, which was stolen by the Evil Spirit Cult three hundred years ago, and now you come to me saying you'll help me?"

Tu Shanjing's smile froze.

"What can you do to help me?"

Xia En took a step forward. "What do you mean, 1200 years of cultivation? What do you mean, the aura of twelve great demons? Or what do you mean, this jade talisman I use as a pillow?"

He took the black jade talisman out of his pocket and tossed it in his hand like a toy.

Tu Shanjing's expression changed.

The eleven great demons behind him took a step forward at the same time, their demonic energy erupting, causing the entire courtyard to tremble.

Cuihua shrank back into the corner, while Fang Zijian pulled Liu Ruyan backward.

Shen Ye held the porcelain jar protectively to his chest, his silvery-white eyes filled with vigilance.

Xia En stood still, motionless.

A layer of golden light shone from his body, a golden aura of dominance.

The intense demonic energy evaporated instantly upon encountering the golden light, like snow meeting fire.

"Trying to steal it?"

Xia En put the jade talisman back in his pocket. "Then let's give it a try."

Tu Shanjing stared at him for a few seconds, then raised his right hand.

The eleven great demons behind them stopped in their tracks at the same time.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and smiled again. "Master Xia has misunderstood."

We're not here to steal, we're here to negotiate.

"What are you talking about?"

"Let's talk about cooperation."

Tu Shanjing said, "Return the jade talisman to us, and we'll help you deal with the evil cult. It's a fair trade, and everyone gets what they need."

Xia En thought for a moment. "I won't return it."

Tu Shanjing's smile froze again.

"I snatched the jade talisman from the evil spirits, not from you. If you lost something, you should go find the thief, not me."

Xia En's tone was calm, but every word pierced Tu Shan Jingxin like nails: "You searched for the jade talisman for three hundred years, even finding it at the head of the Evil Spirit Cult, but you didn't dare to steal it, so you came to me for it. Why? Because you think I'm easy to bully?"

Tu Shanjing's face darkened completely.

"Master Xia, we are only being polite to you because we respect you as a member of the Celestial Master's Mansion. Please don't be ungrateful."

"Don't know what's good for you?" Shane laughed. "What makes you think you can talk to me about being 'good'?"

He took a step forward, his right fist clenched, lightning flashing on its surface.

He slammed a punch into the ground in front of Tu Shanjing.

"boom--!!!"

The ground exploded, the bluestone slabs shattered, and rubble flew everywhere.

A crack extended from Xia En's feet, straight to Tu Shan Jing's feet, and stopped at his toes.

Golden lightning still crackled within the crack.

Tu Shanjing looked down at the crack and remained silent for a long time.

Then he looked up at Shane.

For the first time, a hint of apprehension appeared in his golden vertical pupils.

"Master Xia's thunder magic is indeed well-deserved."

His voice was a little hoarse, "But do you think you can stop twelve great demons with just a single lightning spell?"

Xia En looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Who says I only have Thunder Magic?"

He raised his right hand, his five fingers spread.

In the palm of his hand, golden light, lightning, and talismanic light intertwined, forming a complex array of light.

The light array slowly rotated, and the aura it emitted caused the eleven great demons behind Tu Shanjing to take a step back at the same time.

"What is this?" Tu Shanjing's voice changed.

"Overwhelming."

Xia En said, "It's a fist technique that combines lightning magic, talismans, and physical skills. One punch can destroy a zombie king and shatter a guardian of the evil spirit cult. Do you want to try it?"

Tu Shan Jing remained silent.

He looked at the array of light in Xia En's palm, feeling the power contained within it, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He had cultivated for 1,200 years and had seen countless masters, but he had never seen anything like this before.

By combining lightning magic, talismans, and physical techniques, a completely new power is formed that far surpasses the sum of the three.

This person is not just strong, he's a psychopath.

"Master Xia."

Tu Shanjing took a deep breath. "We're not here to fight you."

"I know."

Xia En deactivated the light array. "You've come to ask for something. But it's mine, and I don't want to give it up. So, please leave."

He turned around, walked back to the wicker chair, and sat down.

Cuihua quickly handed him the lollipop.

He took the lollipop, put it in his mouth, and closed his eyes.

"No need to see me out."

Tu Shanjing stood there, his face turning pale and then flushed.

The eleven great demons behind him looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

Fight? We can't win.

Leave? That would be too embarrassing.

After a stalemate of about ten seconds, Tu Shanjing finally spoke.

After a stalemate of about ten seconds, Tu Shanjing finally spoke.

"Master Xia, we can talk about the jade talisman later."

His voice regained its calmness, "But there's one more thing today."

Xia En opened one eye. "What is it?"

Tu Shanjing looked down at his Taoist robe.

The blue Taoist robe is exquisitely crafted and made of high-quality fabric.

However, the hem of the Taoist robe was torn by the shards of stone that had been kicked up by Xia En's punch.

It wasn't big, only about two inches long, but it was definitely torn.

"Master Xia,"

Tu Shanjing looked up, his expression serious. "You've dirtied my Taoist robe."

The courtyard was quiet.

Fang Zijian was stunned. Liu Ruyan was stunned.

Shen Ye was stunned. Cuihua almost dropped her lollipop again.

Xia En looked at Tu Shanjing and remained silent for two seconds. "What?"

"I said, you've dirtied my Taoist robe."

Tu Shanjing pointed to the slit at the hem, "This Taoist robe is woven from celestial silkworm silk. Each thread takes a hundred-year-old celestial silkworm to spin. It takes three hundred celestial silkworms and ten years of work to weave one robe. Add to that the dyeing, embroidery, consecration... Do you know how much this Taoist robe is worth?"

Xia En didn't say anything.

"Starting price: 300 million."

Tu Shanjing held up three fingers, "RMB."

The courtyard was quiet again.

Fang Zijian's jaw dropped to the ground.

The school beauty, Liu Ruyan, stared with eyes bigger than copper bells.

Shen Ye's silver-white eyes were filled with the message, "Are you fucking kidding me?"

Cuihua floated directly onto the roof beam, afraid of being affected.

Xia En looked at Tu Shanjing and remained silent for a long time.

Then he laughed.

It wasn't a mocking laugh, but a very sincere laugh tinged with a touch of helplessness.

"Three hundred million?" he said.

"Three hundred million." (This is a quote from a scenic spot in Tushan.)

Are you sure?

"Sure."

Xia En stood up, walked up to Tu Shanjing, and looked him up and down. Then he reached out and touched the cut.

"Silkworm silk?" he said.

"right."

"A hundred-year-old silkworm?"

"right."

"Ten years of effort?"

"right."

Xia En nodded and withdrew his hand.

"Do you know how much this Taoist robe is worth now?"

Tu Shanjing was taken aback.

"Three hundred million."

"Heh heh heh... Why don't you just rob a bank?!"

"However," Xia En shook his head, "it's worth three hundred dollars now."

Tu Shanjing's expression changed.

"What do you mean?"

"Because I didn't make that cut."

Xia En pointed to the cut, "Look for yourself. The edges of the cut are neat; it was cut with a knife, not by gravel. A cut made by gravel has irregular edges and rough edges. Yours has smooth, neat edges; someone deliberately cut it with a knife."

Tu Shanjing looked down at the opening, his face gradually turning pale.

"Before you came, you had someone cut a hole in your Taoist robe."

Shane said, "Then you deliberately stood in front of me and let me punch you in the ground, the flying pebbles tearing your robe. That way you could extort money from me."

He paused.

"Tu Shan Jing, you've cultivated for 1200 years, and this is all you've learned?"

Sweat beaded on Tu Shanjing's forehead.

"but,"

Xia En suddenly laughed, "Your line of thinking is quite interesting."

"Extortion is a skill, but your skills are lacking; there are too many loopholes. I suggest you go to Southeast Asia for further training before coming back."

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