I was banned by the Revitalization event.

"Why would I lie to you?" Qin Luo said casually. "How about we go fishing in the suburbs this weekend?"

"I love my brother the most!"

Qin Shi squinted and smiled, then ran over and hugged his waist.

I've run into them all...

Qin Luo was a little helpless and could only raise his hand.

Kids these days watch so many cartoons, and the girls have lost all their quiet and well-behaved charm. They're all wild girls, hugging boys without a care in the world. What kind of behavior is that?

Ok.

It's okay to hug your brother.

If he were to hug someone, he would tie them to stones and then drown them in the Xianning River.

……

Songheju is a famous restaurant in Xianning. Although Qin Luo has never been there, the antique-style building, the parking lot that is always full of luxury cars, and the excellent view of the Xianning River make it a topic of conversation for classmates to brag about whoever has eaten there.

I took a taxi.

When Qin Luo arrived, Jiang Hongtu was already waiting respectfully at the door.

This was a composed middle-aged man, dressed in a black Tang suit, with a solicitous smile on his face, giving people a sense of reliability and dependability.

Besides him, Jiang Qiaomiao was also there.

The young woman was wearing a black evening gown, a rather conservative style that wouldn't reveal anything whether she wore it right-side up or inside out. Her long legs were fair beneath the dress, and she wore high heels. With her beautiful makeup and updo, she even had a touch of the air of a well-bred young lady.

Yes, my chest is still full.

I met Jiang Hongtu in person.

Qin Luo knew that his extra income was almost guaranteed.

The spiritual energy is weak...

The muscles and bones feel weak and insubstantial...

Is this Foundation Establishment? It's so weak, how could he possibly be at Foundation Establishment?

"Master Qin, this way please. We have been waiting for you for quite some time." Jiang Hongtu came over to greet him.

"You're welcome," Qin Luo said casually.

He hadn't seen any grand scenes in his past life, nor had he had any experience scheming against such an old fox, but that didn't matter. As long as he maintained his composure and didn't say too much, that was fine.

Step into Songheju.

Two waitresses led them to the plum-shaped private room on the second floor.

The spacious, antique-style private room had floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the bustling night view of Xianning. Four bodyguards stood at the door, and the eight-person round table in the center wasn't too big, but it maintained a distance that was neither too intimate nor too distant, making it suitable for conversation. It was clear that Jiang Hongtu had put a lot of thought into meeting him.

The three of them took their seats.

A dazzling array of dishes was quickly served and placed on the table.

"Master Qin, I wonder if Hunan cuisine suits your taste? I heard you are from Xianning, so I took the liberty of preparing it."

Jiang Hongtu said politely, with a smile on his face.

Qin Luo nodded.

He remained silent and continued to pretend to be an expert.

"Daughter, what are you standing there for? Quickly pour Master Qin some wine." Jiang Hongtu glared at his daughter, who was raising her chopsticks, ready to sneak a bite of the squirrel fish.

Bring her here.

It's not to give her another mouth to feed, to have her come here to eat.

"School rules prohibit drinking alcohol. If you are caught, your parents will be called in, and you will have to write a 3,000-word essay."

Jiang Qiaomiao said softly, sucking on her chopsticks.

She is a teacher with professional ethics. How could she incite her students to drink alcohol and go astray?

This is not right.

Jiang Hongtu frowned, about to speak.

At this moment, Qin Luo finally looked up and casually lowered his hand.

"No need for that. We are both cultivators, so there's no need for such roundabout talk. Let's get down to business. Mr. Jiang, what conditions are you prepared to offer for me to become a retainer of the Jiang family?"

It's already past eight o'clock.

He wanted to finish the conversation quickly so he could go home and watch TV with his sister.

"The Grandmaster is indeed outspoken."

Jiang Hongtu paused for a moment, then quickly composed himself, poured himself a small cup, and smiled broadly, "I haven't asked yet, Master Qin, you're so young, what level of cultivation are you at now?"

Even if it's the void.

The early, mid, late, and peak stages are all different in nature.

He also had to consider whether his small temple could accommodate and support such a top-tier figure.

Furthermore, the idea that Qin Luo is Taixu is merely speculation.

The only basis for judging that he was a Taixu expert was that video recording, which only Jiang Zhe himself had seen. However, Jiang Zhe had been gone for several days, and he still needed to make his own judgment on whether Qin Luo was as powerful as he claimed.

in fact……

Even reaching the Divine Realm is quite powerful.

"Just an ordinary person." Qin Luo drank his tea without blushing or skipping a beat.

Jiang Hongtu: "..."

Just by looking at how good you are at showing off, you don't seem like an ordinary person.

"Grandmaster is joking."

Jiang Hongtu chuckled and tentatively said, rubbing his hands together, "I had a lucky breakthrough last year and am now in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. I have a pretty good eye. Sir, could you show me a little skill?"

Chapter 17 Master Qin Likes to Drink Milk

After demonstrating his skills, Jiang Hongtu observed Qin Luo's expression.

Jiang Qiaomiao, who was secretly taking small bites of food, also stopped eating and secretly glanced at Qin Luo, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

The Realm of Great Void...

Such an amazing person, how often do you usually see them?

“Showing off my skills is fine, but how should I demonstrate? There’s nothing suitable here, and it wouldn’t be appropriate to damage the restaurant.”

Qin Luo looked around.

To directly assess a cultivator's cultivation level, you need to find something to fight...

This private room is quite expensive.

"No need, no need. Grandmaster, just demonstrate your martial arts skills, the transformation of spiritual energy into a beast. We'll just see your spiritual power," Jiang Hongtu quickly said.

The level of martial arts skill can directly determine one's realm.

The stronger the cultivator, the more solid and larger the spiritual energy beast form they cultivate. He had seen the ancestor's beast form a few years ago; the spiritual energy eagle was as solid as a physical object and as big as an electric car, which was extremely powerful.

Qin Luo paused.

broken.

It seems he's encountered a blind spot in his knowledge.

Spiritual energy transforming into beasts? Never even heard of that. He's a postmodern cultivator; he doesn't know how to do that...

However, there are alternatives.

Qin Luo pondered briefly, then walked to the window, opened one of the doors, recalled the spiritual energy application techniques he had seen in his previous life, chose a relatively basic one, and began to gather spiritual energy in his palm.

Jiang Hongtu and Jiang Qiaomiao were both watching.

A powerful being from the Taixu realm.

What will his spiritual beast be? A dragon, a phoenix, or some other extraordinary, ancient, magical creature?

Then, the blue spiritual energy gathered.

In Qin Luo's hands, a shoulder-fired rocket launcher was assembled.

Jiang Hongtu: "???"

"laugh--!"

A blazing beam of light shot into the sky, like an extremely bright bluish-white beam, emitting a crackling sound of electric arcs. The beam was nearly a meter thick, and wherever it passed, red electricity surged, and the air exhibited a shape of high-temperature expansion, distortion, and dissipation.

After the first shot, the outline of the cannon became somewhat blurred.

Spiritual energy recovery.

Qin Luo dusted off his hands and returned to his seat.

"Spiritual Art·Weaponry No. 013".

Military spiritual arts.

He used 10% of his strength in this attack, which is at least at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage. Although it is unknown what level that corresponds to now, it should be worth at least tens of millions.

"Mr. Jiang, I want an annual tribute of fifty million. What do you think?"

Qin Luo clapped his hands.

They announced their offer.

His estimated salary was actually ten million, or maybe less, five million would be fine too. But when it comes to negotiations, the worst thing you can do is to reveal a low price right away. You have to go back and forth and slowly dangle the price.

Having lived two lives, Qin Luo had never seen so much money before...

I'm a little nervous.

Qin Luo calmed himself down, mentally prepared for a tough battle, and got ready to start bargaining.