I cultivate immortality through The Sims.

This is not Tang Yi's voice.

Immediately afterward, Yang Mu heard Tan Yanrao angrily say:

"Deacon Qian, I already told you."

"Yang Mu and I are not cousins, but Daoist partners."

"I, Tan Yanrao, was born to be Yang Mu's Daoist partner, and will die as Yang Mu's ghost wife."

"You won't dare insult me ​​in the slightest!"

"Haha!" Deacon Qian laughed loudly, "A Daoist partner? That useless five-elemental-roots cultivator in the mid-stage of Qi Refining?"

"Don't tell me he's already dead!" Deacon Qian snarled. "Even if he's not dead, I can make him die again!"

"Die twice more!"

"Die a thousand times over!"

"Oh no!" Deacon Qian suddenly changed his mind. "Wouldn't it be too easy for him to die so easily?"

"I want him to watch helplessly as I manipulate you at will, and he can do nothing about it!"

"Just thinking about it makes me so excited!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Mu could no longer listen.

From this simple conversation, Yang Mu had already guessed that this so-called Deacon Qian had been harassing Tan Yanrao for more than two years.

Qian Youwei has most likely already passed away.

Although Tan Yanrao's choice during the first simulation planted a thorn in Yang Mu's heart.

But by this point, Yang Mu had already realized his place in Tan Yanrao's heart.

Immediately, Yang Mu kicked the door open.

"How excited was Butler Qian?"

Deacon Qian's expression immediately changed: "You're not dead?"

"Yang Mu!" Tan Yanrao exclaimed in surprise.

Yang Mu smiled at Tan Yanrao, then looked at Steward Qian with a light laugh: "Didn't you say you wanted me to die a thousand times over?"

"How could I dare die at someone else's hands?"

The steward of Wuyue Fortress was only at the peak of Qi Refining.

It should be that Qian Youwei died in the Golden Core Secret Realm. This guy surnamed Qian was temporarily transferred here.

He coveted Tan Yanrao's beauty.

Seeing Yang Mu so calm, Steward Qian couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise and doubt: Could it be that this guy has had some kind of adventure in the past three years?

Even if he had a fortuitous encounter, how could a Qi Refining Stage 7 cultivator with five spiritual roots possibly reach Foundation Establishment in just three years?

After a moment's thought, Deacon Qian narrowed his eyes, his voice filled with threat: "I am a Grand Cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining. What right do you have to speak to me in such a tone?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Mu couldn't help but chuckle: A Grand Cultivator at the Perfection of Qi Refining?

"Does being at the seventh level of Qi Refining disqualify me from speaking to you like that?"

"Deacon Qian, what an arrogant official you are!"

"How dare you!" Upon hearing Yang Mu admit that he was at the seventh level of Qi Refining, Steward Qian felt much more confident.

Even if he had some extraordinary encounters during his three-year absence, it would be impossible for him to break through from the seventh level of Qi Refining to the Foundation Establishment stage in just three years.

Since that's the case, then I have nothing to worry about!

Thinking of this, Steward Qian immediately said loudly, "I, Qian Youwei, am the steward of Wuyue Fortress, how dare you mock me like this?"

"It seems you don't take my Crimson Moon Fortress seriously at all!"

These two sentences were addressed to the merchants and traveling monks who were gradually gathering around.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Qian Youwei flipped his hand over.

Instantly, three small flags appeared in Qian Youwei's hand.

Then, Qian Youwei threw the three small flags into the air.

In an instant, a thin mist enveloped Yang Mu's courtyard.

"Hmph!" Qian Youwei saw that the flag formation had been set up, so he stopped pretending: "A mere mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator dares to offend the might of a Qi Refining Perfection cultivator."

"Now the flags are raised, isolating us from the outside world."

"Unless you have already established your foundation, you will not escape this calamity today!"

Having said that, Qian Youwei flipped his hand over.

A sword appeared in Qian Youwei's hand.

"Kneel down and beg me now, and give me your Daoist partner, and maybe I'll let you go."

Qian Youwei looked confident of victory.

Tan Yanrao's face was filled with worry, and she was at a loss for what to do.

Yang Mu was truly speechless at this moment.

How big are those garlic cloves? They're big enough to be mixed into a whole bowl of noodles!

However, I can play with him for a while.

Immediately, a hint of hesitation, lingering fear, worry, and reluctance appeared on Yang Mu's face.

Qian Youwei saw the changes in Yang Mu's face: Sure enough, this guy was just pretending!

Since that's the case, then I'll trample you into the mud right in front of your Daoist partner!

Thinking of this, Qian Youwei immediately unleashed a thunderous sword strike straight at Yang Mu's face!

Tan Yanrao was immediately startled, only to see that Yang Mu seemed to be stunned, without any defense or even drawing his weapon.

"Yang Mu, watch out!"

"Hmph! Only now are you being careful! Too late!" Qian Youwei sneered inwardly. "Just wait and see how I make you do whatever I want to you!"

The thought had barely formed in his mind when Qian Youwei suddenly felt a lightness in his body: What's going on? How am I flying?

Just as he thought this, Qian Youwei's back slammed into the wall a dozen steps behind him, sending up a cloud of dust.

What happened?

Qian Youwei endured the excruciating pain in his back.

That sword strike was something even a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator couldn't dodge!

Thinking of this, Qian Youwei immediately looked at Yang Mu.

But Yang Mu looked utterly shocked and bewildered.

"It's not him! Could it be Tan Yanrao?" Qian Youwei turned to look at Tan Yanrao again.

But Tan Yanrao was first bewildered, then shocked, and finally delighted.

It wasn't her either!

hallucinations!

It must be a hallucination!

There must have been something wrong with my technique!

Qian Youwei trusted his own judgment.

Immediately, Qian Youwei activated his internal energy cultivation technique, mobilized the spiritual power within his body, and once again leaped forward to stab Yang Mu with his sword.

This time, Yang Mu stopped acting because his divine sense detected a female cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage rapidly approaching.

That person must be the person in charge of Wuyue Fort.

As Qian Youwei's flying sword approached, Yang Mu leisurely spoke: "Stubborn to the end!"

Before Qian Youwei’s incredulous eyes, Yang Mu’s figure appeared suddenly behind him like a ghost, and then struck out with a palm.

Instantly, Qian Youwei spat out a mouthful of blood, but his momentum only increased, and he stabbed his sword into the thin mist of the flag formation.

In an instant, the mist surrounding the flag array shattered like glass.

Qian Youwei's body immediately crashed to the ground, his face splattering on the ground, and he slid for more than ten steps before stopping right in front of a female cultivator in purple.

The purple-clad female cultivator glanced at Yang Mu, who was holding Tan Yanrao in his arms, and her expression shifted:

"Why did you attack and injure my steward in my Wuyue Fortress, fellow Daoist?"

Yang Mu calmly said, "Why don't you ask him, or ask your subordinates?"

The reason Yang Mu didn't panic was that even if he couldn't win, he could easily escape using his Divine Speed ​​Step.

Yang Mu did not immediately execute Qian Youwei, and stayed a little longer, partly because he did not want to completely break with Wuyue Fortress.

Secondly, this purple-clad female cultivator is quite beautiful, and she might be an opportunity for me.

Furthermore, it was Qian Youwei who was rude first.

Moreover, Yang Mu did not believe that such a large place as Wuyue Fortress would be built on the basis of bullying its customers.

There are still so many people watching!

The purple-clad female cultivator immediately realized that this was most likely Qian Youwei abusing his power.

But Qian Youwei had run into a brick wall.

Immediately, the purple-clad female cultivator beckoned, summoning a Qi Refining stage cultivator:

"Tell me, what exactly happened?"

Immediately, the Qi Refining cultivator told the purple-clad female cultivator about how Qian Youwei had been harassing Tan Yanrao for the past two years while Yang Mu was away, and how he was planning to force himself on her today.

Instantly, the purple-clad female cultivator's chest heaved with rage, and she muttered, "A good-for-nothing who's more trouble than she's worth!"

After a moment's thought, the purple-clad female cultivator solemnly addressed the surrounding cultivators:

"If such a scoundrel has ever disturbed you fellow cultivators, Zhao Ziyan apologizes here."

As she spoke, the purple-robed female cultivator bowed slightly to the onlookers:

"If such scoundrels cause any loss to you, my Wuyue Fortress is willing to bear the full responsibility."

The vast majority of the onlookers were Qi Refining stage cultivators.

Seeing that Zhao Ziyan, who was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, had lowered her stance so much, it was naturally best not to say anything more.

"You're too kind, Fairy Ziyan."

"It's all because this scoundrel is blinded by greed; it has nothing to do with your castle."

The onlookers quickly dismissed the matter with a few words.

As for the occasional Foundation Establishment cultivator among them, no matter how bold Liang Qianyouwei was, he wouldn't dare to provoke them.

After the crowd dispersed, Zhao Ziyan walked up to Yang Mu:

"Fellow Daoist Yang, would you mind inviting this humble lady in for a seat?"