Primordial Treasure Mirror

I heard a sound coming from outside.

The smiles on Zhang Wan and the others' faces froze instantly.

The laughter and chatter abruptly ceased, and everyone looked warily towards the outside.

"Who?"

Su Yang didn't answer, but simply pushed gently and went into the house.

In the firelight inside the house.

Su Yang saw those bewildered faces.

Zhang Wan had already gotten up from the burly man's arms, and most of the others also stood up, frowning as they looked at the strangers who had come in.

Su Yang stepped into the door, closed it slowly, and then turned to look at Zhang Wan and the others.

Seeing his actions.

Zhang Wan's expression grew increasingly serious; her smile vanished completely, replaced by a mixture of astonishment and wariness.

She clearly hadn't expected someone to suddenly appear while they were talking.

They barged in without even saying hello.

Her tone turned serious:

"Who are you? What did you mean by that just now?"

As a rogue cultivator.

They encounter far more crises in the cultivation world than disciples of sects.

Therefore, they reacted quickly when faced with such an unexpected event.

Just as Zhang Wan was speaking, the others had already adjusted their positions, subtly surrounding Su Yang.

Su Yang's expression remained unchanged. Instead, he took a few steps forward, surveyed the room, and said softly:

"Haven't I made myself clear enough? Isn't it better to be a proper disciple of the sect? Why do you insist on bringing your rogue cultivator ways into the sect?"

Zhang Wan was stunned for a moment, then sneered:

"Being a sect disciple is certainly good, but can a menial servant be considered a sect disciple?"

"It's just a title; if you don't fight for it, you might not live any better than a rogue cultivator!"

Su Yang nodded slightly:

"So that's what you think. Well, that's not entirely wrong, but you shouldn't have provoked me."

As soon as he said this, the burly man couldn't help but ask:

"Did I offend you? I've never even seen you before, how could I have offended you?"

Others chimed in:

"Yeah, who are you? What gives you the right to say we're messing with you?"

"We've only been practicing for a few days, and we've only ever bothered a few early-stage Qi Refining servants. When did we ever offend you!"

Zhang Wan stared at Su Yang:

"Fellow Daoist should have heard that we have never provoked you."

Su Yang smiled, raised his hand slightly, and dispelled the disguise spell.

His body and appearance quickly returned to normal.

Upon seeing his true appearance, Zhang Wan and the others widened their eyes in shock.

Zhang Wan, in particular, couldn't help but point at Su Yang:

"It's you? What are you doing here?"

Su Yang remained calm:

"That's a strange question. Isn't my reason for being here quite obvious?"

Zhang Wan wanted to say something more, but the burly man had completely come to his senses, and his face showed resentment and disdain:

"Who do we have here? It's you, kid! You scared the hell out of me!"

"What's wrong? Why aren't you staying inside? What are you doing here? Looking for death?"

The gaunt, rogue cultivator also showed an expression of shame and annoyance:

"Have you gone mad from practicing cultivation? How dare you come here to cause trouble for us? Don't you know your own limitations?"

Another person spoke up:

"Don't say that. I think Junior Brother Su is grateful for the care we've given him these past few days and wanted to come over to express his gratitude."

After the man finished speaking, the burly men couldn't help but laugh.

Their gazes toward Su Yang had shifted from wariness to doubt and disdain.

They couldn't understand how Su Yang, a mere second-level Qi Refining servant, dared to cause trouble for so many of them.

After thinking it over, the only guess I can come up with is that he was driven crazy.

The short woman glanced at him and clicked her tongue twice.

"This person is really scared out of their wits. I was just thinking that we had offended some big shot and was wondering if we should apologize."

"I never expected such a piece of trash to come knocking on our door. This bastard, worse than a stray dog, does he think he can get revenge on us?"

Widow Zhang's expression softened. Unlike the others, she didn't show obvious disdain. Instead, she smiled and looked at Su Yang.

"Junior Brother Su must have heard what we were saying earlier, so I won't beat around the bush with you."

"Senior sister doesn't want to push you too far. How about this, you hand over a Yellow Sprout Pill, and we'll keep to ourselves and never bother you again."

Su Yang raised an eyebrow: "What if I don't hand it in?"

Zhang Wan smiled, her tone gentle yet undeniably firm:

"If you don't pay, Junior Brother's days on Emerald Spirit Peak will probably be difficult."

The burly man beside him interjected:

"Wan'er, you've wasted too much time talking to him. If we hadn't joined the sect, I would have killed him long ago for daring to barge in!"

"Kid, hand over the yellow bud pills right now and get the hell out of here, or you'll regret it."

"Don't worry, I guarantee I'll only make you suffer, not hurt you. You can't do anything about it even if you try to complain."

After he finished speaking, the remaining people laughed.

Su Yang shifted his gaze from Zhang Wan's face, swept it over the burly man, then over the others, and spoke:

"So you don't dare to make a move within the sect, even if I barge in and learn of your schemes, you still intend to let me go?"

The room fell silent, and the burly man's face instantly darkened.

"What do you mean?"

Su Yang smiled slightly:

"What I mean is, you're planning to let me go, but I'm not planning to let you go!"

This statement caused everyone in the room to pause in surprise.

Then the burly man burst out laughing:

"Hahaha, did you hear that? He said he's not going to let us go? A mere Qi Refining Level 2 servant, what makes him think he can stop us?"

The short woman scoffed:

"Are you planning to report this to the manager? Go ahead, let's see if he'll get involved in this kind of thing!"

The gaunt, rogue cultivator burst into laughter, laughing so hard he almost fell over:

"Junior Brother Su, are you still half asleep? Everyone here is at the mid-stage of Qi Refining. We could crush you with a single finger. Aren't you afraid of biting off more than you can chew with your words?"

Zhang Wan couldn't help but laugh and waved to Su Yang:

"Alright, Junior Brother Su, considering you're still young, I'll forgive your impulsive words this time. Hurry back and get the Yellow Sprout Pill. I can pretend today's events never happened."

Then she licked her lips and looked at Su Yang with alluring eyes:

"If you have any anger you want to vent, give the Yellow Sprout Pill to your senior sister, and she will help you..."

Zhang Wan hadn't finished speaking.

Su Yang raised his hand directly.

The improved vine technique was activated instantly.

As spiritual energy circulated, dozens of thick, green vines burst forth from the ground, slithering outwards like giant pythons.

soon.

The green vines filled most of the room, completely surrounding Zhang Wan and the others.

Zhang Wan and the others' laughter caught in their throats.

The burly man, in particular, stared at Su Yang in disbelief:

"Kid, are you serious?"

Su Yang glanced at him indifferently, as if he were looking at a dead man:

"Remember this, don't mess with me in your next life!"