Chapter 375: Wild Ways of the Mountain and Marsh Wanderers
A qi cultivator around thirty years old stood on a giant boulder, covered in dust and grime, and gently spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.
This fight was full of unexpected twists and turns. Afterwards, they would have to get together with the others and ask that Golden Core Earth Immortal for a bit more money—that shouldn't be too much to ask, right? A single Earth Ox's entire body of heavenly materials and earthly treasures—all the best parts had been taken by him: the golden core, the horns, the bones, and so on. They only got some of the internal organs and flesh, and yet they still had to fight two more battles. If he wasn't willing to part with even a few Small Summer coins, then don't blame them... for cursing him behind his back.
This qi cultivator was named Lv Yangzhen. He came from a rural background, his family had been woodcutters for generations. Now he was a wandering mountain and marsh wild cultivator with no fixed abode. Just last year, he had crossed the first major threshold and become a Cavern Dwelling realm qi cultivator. Although that was the very bottom of the Middle Five Realms, becoming a Cavern Dwelling cultivator for a loose cultivator was like taking a single step to heaven. Taking this step meant he could seek employment at an immortal mansion with orthodox lineage, become a royal guardian at a secular court, or serve as a guest elder in the mansions of ministers and nobles. In other words, a Cavern Dwelling realm loose cultivator had finally started to be worth some money.
Lv Yangzhen's dream was to be a bit luckier than when he had encountered the bones and relics of a cultivator in a mountain cave, to obtain a Daoist immortal book that pointed directly to the Earth Immortal realm. Even if he couldn't become an exalted Golden Core Earth Immortal in this life, if he could just stand outside the door and reach out to touch the threshold of a Land Immortal, that would be enough to satisfy him.
And Lv Yangzhen's deepest wish, or perhaps his extravagant hope, was that at nearly sixty years old, he might one day hit the jackpot and inexplicably become a sword cultivator who had nurtured a life-bound flying sword. So when Lv Yangzhen saw that young immortal master in white robes land, and two streaks of light flashed back into the vermillion wine gourd at his waist, his eyes immediately turned red. Flying sword, it was definitely a life-bound flying sword!
Wasn't it said, "A sixty-year-old veteran at the Cavern Dwelling realm, a century-old sword cultivator is still young"?
Could the person before him be a great cultivator skilled in preserving youth?
If he was a Dragon Gate realm sword cultivator, that would be a huge problem.
What if he was a hidden Golden Core sword cultivator? Then this carefully planned siege for treasure would likely end with heavy casualties.
After a brief moment of emotional turmoil, Lv Yangzhen quickly calmed down.
A young sword cultivator who had already nurtured a life-bound flying sword and could withstand the wind and abrasive killing intent of the world while in the mortal realm—aside from being terrifying himself, with astonishing killing power and a preference for deciding life or death in an instant when fighting, what made him even more daunting to them, the wild cultivators, was that almost all sword cultivators in the Bottle Gourd Continent were the precious treasures of mountain sects. If anyone dared to harm even a hair on their heads, they would definitely alert their respective sect's ancestral halls.
Lv Yangzhen glanced around with the corner of his eye.
Except for that Golden Core Earth Immortal, who was using an illusion to conceal his true appearance and showed no change in expression.
The rest of the wild cultivators were in a similar state of mind to Lv Yangzhen. Some were more timid, better at reading the wind and turning their sails, and had already put away their weapons to show goodwill to this sword cultivator, so as not to be picked on as the softest target and killed with one sword thrust as a warning. There were also those who weren't afraid of dying from greed, hiding their burning gazes, but some subtle movements that Lv Yangzhen had figured out revealed their true thoughts: why not deal with this guy together with the Earth Ox, make a shocking and earth-shattering business deal, and make everyone present rich overnight! At worst, they would just leave the Green Luan Kingdom area from then on. They, these wild cultivators considered by mountain sects to be dogs scratching for food, were rootless duckweed anyway. Where wasn't it the same to cultivate?
Besides, if the sky fell, the tall ones would hold it up.
So Lv Yangzhen and his companions subconsciously looked at the Golden Core Earth Immortal a few times. This high-ranking cultivator had an unknown origin. Half a year ago, he had recruited them, roughly saying that there was a great demon like an Earth Ox hidden within a long-broken dragon vein, which had been there for over two hundred years. It had accumulated strength equivalent to the Dragon Gate realm of qi cultivators. Once it charged towards the Golden Core realm and formed its golden core, the Green Luan Kingdom would inevitably suffer an Earth Ox turning over, a shocking catastrophe. Several county towns within a thousand li would suffer countless casualties. So it had to be suppressed and killed before it formed its golden core, to avoid harming the country's mountains and waters...
When Lv Yangzhen and the two wild cultivators he had temporarily partnered with to travel and search for treasure heard this high-sounding reason, they almost laughed out loud at the time, if not for their fear of this person's Golden Core cultivation.
He had temporarily formed an alliance with those two siblings to travel through the territories of several countries like Green Luan and Celebrating Mountain because one of them, the sister, was a rare Earth Scholar.
At this moment, the siblings had quietly moved closer to him.
In this operation, being able to get a share of the Golden Core cultivator's plate was largely thanks to Lv Yangzhen and that female cultivator. Lv Yangzhen was skilled in formations, able to suppress the commotion caused by the Earth Ox turning over, so as not to attract the attention of orthodox immortal sects. Otherwise, after everyone had worked hard for half a day, fighting desperately with a beast, they would end up making a wedding dress for someone else.
As for the art the female cultivator excelled in, that was the important premise for the Golden Core Earth Immortal to recruit the three of them. This immortal had only roughly delineated the hiding place of the Earth Ox, but couldn't find the specific location despite much searching. So this female cultivator, who wasn't proficient in combat, came in handy.
The woman was dressed in bright clothes, looking like a matron, a Fifth Realm qi cultivator. Her aptitude wasn't considered good, but it was decent among wild cultivators. She had a good impression of Lv Yangzhen. Participating in this scheme of a Golden Core Earth Immortal, at least the three of them—her brother, herself, and Lv Yangzhen—had been honest with each other. She silently asked through ripples on her heart lake, "This newcomer is not friendly. He's clearly a friend of those two. What do we do?"
Lv Yangzhen wiped his face. "Let's wait and see."
The woman nodded. In this siege, she was the most detached. After the battle began, she was even more relaxed than her brother and Lv Yangzhen, almost idle.
Because she was an Earth Scholar from an offshoot of the Yin-Yang School.
This woman's brother was a burly man eight feet tall, wielding a board axe and wearing a set of green armor inscribed with many talismans. His face was covered in blood, but fortunately, they were just external wounds with torn skin and flesh. By chance, he had taken the path of a military cultivator, but it was only superficial. He had just obtained a third-rate immortal lost secret manual for tempering the body and solidifying the spirit. With his early financial efforts, he had bought this set of spiritual armor, which gave him wings like a tiger. He had considerable fame around the borders of the Celebrating Mountain Country.
But the one who really made money wasn't this armored giant with considerable combat power, but his Earth Scholar sister.
For qi cultivators on the mountains, especially those mountain and marsh wild cultivators without sect inheritance, there was great knowledge in treasure hunting.
Apart from the so-called Daoist opportunities that came by chance, they could also search for clues in local county annals. Combined with the secret maps of terrain held by government offices, they needed to conduct field inspections and ask local woodcutters, fishermen, and other commoners who often traveled through mountains and rivers to find opportunities to get rich.
This required the help of officials and Earth Scholars to open the mountains and ask the way. Officials, according to legend, could see the topography of heaven and earth and use astrology to divine a person's fortune or a country's destiny. Earth Scholars were skilled in finding dragons and pointing out acupoints, especially sensitive to subtle abnormalities in spiritual energy.
Once found, there were still passes to cross. The heavenly materials and earthly treasures of the world were often carefully guarded by ghosts, spirits, and demons.
And this had always been the most fatal difficulty for mountain and marsh wild cultivators. Loose cultivators often acted alone, unlike the mountain sects with immortal caves. Once they discovered such a location, they could mobilize their entire force. If that wasn't possible, they could find one or two friendly mountain sects from elsewhere, so they rarely failed. But once a loose cultivator was certain they couldn't get the goods alone, they had to find partners, otherwise it was highly likely...
As for why not find a mountain sect? Wouldn't the chances of success be greater?
First, the profit was too small. Even if you were the first to discover the heavenly treasures or ancient secrets, you would easily end up with only scraps. There was also a worse outcome: being secretly killed by an immortal mansion. Remember, wild cultivators had always been despised and reviled by orthodox immortal masters—the lonely ghosts among qi cultivators, the parasites of heaven and earth's spiritual energy, unprincipled heretical cultivators.
Why did that Jade Pure realm senior in the history of Bee Tail Ferry have such high prestige and reputation among the wild cultivators of Bottle Gourd Continent? Because that senior had once voiced the innermost thoughts of thousands of wild cultivators: "I just want to stand up and eat a full meal!"
Those whose names were recorded, one copy in the sect's ancestral hall and one in a nearby court, were called lineaged immortal masters. Those not in this category were considered loose cultivators.
The court and local governments didn't like such loose cultivators. Their temperaments were changeable, they easily caused trouble, and they were erratic, often forcing others to clean up their messes. Especially those who entered the Middle Five Realms—almost all of them were resolute in killing, hard men who had fought their way through countless bloody storms. They were moody, distant from worldly affairs, and when walking among men, they did things without scruples. But to say that every loose cultivator was a desperado who treated human life like grass would be an exaggeration. However, mountain sects, government offices, and orthodox sects in the martial world all portrayed them as such, so year after year, wild cultivators became like rats crossing the street, hated by all.
Wild cultivators with some strength would seek a status from some court or get a highly watered-down position as a guardian from some mountain force, acting as a lineaged immortal master in name while practicing as a mountain and marsh wild cultivator in reality.
Lv Yangzhen's group of three—a formation master not good at attack, a wild path military cultivator focused on defense, and an Earth Scholar with no strength to truss a chicken—were all relatively steady.
But there was another group, seven or eight people banded together, whose glances at the young immortal master, besides the cautious sizing up, also carried a hint of sinister ruthlessness.
Most of this group had known each other for a long time. They were unfamiliar qi cultivators near the Green Luan Kingdom's borders, mostly taking advantage of the bustle of the Water and Land Daoist Retreats and Grand Rite of Heaven to come try their luck. They had contributed a lot to this siege of the Earth Ox demon, including military cultivators for close combat, heretical Daoists skilled in talismans and puppets, a ghost cultivator using a soul-summoning banner, and a burly man whose life-bound objects were actually three rattan shields, a kite shield, and an iron talisman shield, responsible for helping companions who couldn't dodge in time resist attacks.
There was also an old sword cultivator still at Fifth Realm. His flying sword, after leaving his acupoint, condensed into a solid form, entirely black, over two feet long, carrying wind and thunder, with a strong bloody smell. Since he hadn't yet entered the Cavern Dwelling realm to truly "open his mansion," his spiritual energy was insufficient to sustain the flying sword's manifestation for long. Usually, after a successful strike, it would return to his life-bound acupoint to be nourished, using Snowflake coins to greatly replenish the acupoint's spiritual energy, waiting for the next strike. Half of the fatal wounds on that yellow Earth Ox were caused by this old sword cultivator's flying sword.
The backbone of this group was an old man in a black robe, riding a huge black fox with five tails.
The old man turned his head to look at that Golden Core cultivator who was hiding his identity. His meaning was simple: you're the one who paid for this, using Snowflower coins to exchange for the Earth Ox demon's treasures. We've done a lot of work. Now an unknown troublemaking sword cultivator has shown up. Fight or retreat, you decide. If we're going to fight to the death and provoke this young sword cultivator, the compensation won't be just a few Small Summer coins like before. If we retreat, well, we've already received the deposit, so let's just break it off.
That Golden Core cultivator, hovering in the air, didn't use his heart voice to inform the more than twenty wild cultivators. With his face shrouded in mountain mist, this Earth Immortal looked directly at the young man in white robes and spoke out loud: "Do you really want to cut off our path to wealth? I can promise you this: if you are willing to leave this valley and not interfere, from the treasures of this yellow Earth Ox that should belong to me, I will take out ten percent, convert it to Snowflower coins, and personally present them to you with both hands afterwards."
After Zhang Shanfeng and Xu Yuanxia explained, Chen Ping'an roughly understood the situation.
The yellow Earth Ox lying behind him in a pool of blood was indeed a type of Earth Ox demon in the world, naturally gentle in temperament. The so-called Earth Ox turning over in the markets and alleys had nothing to do with it. It had been hidden here for over two hundred years, trying to repair that broken ancient dragon vein as a place to open its mansion in the future. Over the years, it had always lain down in its true form, its body like a mountain range, with rocks piling up, and trees on the "mountain" already lush and green.
The real Earth Ox turning over involved giant turtles, mole crickets, earthworms, and giant frogs hibernating underground. These mountain spirits and water monsters liked stillness, not movement. With their talents, they liked to connect their huge bodies to the mountain roots, slowly absorbing the earth's spiritual energy, and feared spring thunder. Once they entered the Middle Five Realms' Cavern Dwelling realm or were about to form their golden cores, they needed to devour a huge amount of heavenly and earthly spiritual energy. Because they were hidden underground for years, gnawing at the mountain roots' qi fortune, once they broke through, it involved Daoist opportunities, often releasing their innate natures with fierce ferocity. Hence the saying about Earth Ox turning over and giant turtles flipping their backs, causing earthquakes and tragedies.
Zhang Shanfeng and Xu Yuanxia had also been targets of recruitment before, but although Zhang Shanfeng wasn't very high in cultivation, he was well-versed in the origins of many mountain, water, monsters, and ghosts, and was especially familiar with the true nature and temperament of the yellow Earth Ox, so he had refused the invitation.
The real difficulty was that Zhang Shanfeng knew that once this yellow Earth Ox truly reached Dragon Gate realm, only one step from forming its golden core, then besieging and attacking it—even a clay Buddha had some fire, and an honest man could be roused to anger, let alone a demon. So Zhang Shanfeng feared that when the Earth Ox was on the verge of death, it would stir the earth veins, causing a true Earth Ox turning over, leaving thousands of li affected, with the nearest two counties possibly losing tens of thousands of innocent people to casualties.
Xu Yuanxia had traveled far and wide and was relatively experienced. He hadn't taken any high moral stance to make those wild cultivators directly abandon their siege. Instead, he carefully explained to them the possibility and danger of the Earth Ox turning over, hoping that a Cavern Dwelling cultivator who had recruited the two of them could pass the message to the backer. He suggested spending a bit more money to hire a few formation masters to minimize the impact of the Earth Ox turning over, at least sparing tens of thousands of families from destruction and homelessness. Consider it as spending money to accumulate virtue. That Cavern Dwelling cultivator pounded his chest and promised to deliver the message. Xu Yuanxia pretended to be simple and honest, exchanging some polite words with the cultivator, then followed with Zhang Shanfeng in secret investigation. When they found that the Golden Core Earth Immortal's camp only had one formation master, they knew this was destined to be a man-made disaster.
Zhang Shanfeng and Xu Yuanxia discussed it and split up. Xu Yuanxia went to the nearest mountain sect to explain the matter, not expecting the lineaged immortal masters to intervene and offend a Golden Core Earth Immortal, but at least to put pressure on him, or make early preparations to help suppress the dangerous situation of the earth veins shaking for a thousand li. Zhang Shanfeng, because he had a proper identity as a foreign surname Daoist from an offshoot of the Central Earth Dragon Tiger Mountain in Hurl Continent, went to the government and found a high-ranking official, hoping the Green Luan Kingdom court would take it seriously. He hoped the Tang royal family could send royal guardians to "supervise the battle," even if it was just to reinforce the Golden Core Earth Immortal as a means of winning over support. But most importantly, they needed to set up a few large mountain and water grand formations around the hiding place of the yellow Earth Ox.
That powerful official was actually quite reasonable, agreeing to report the matter to the court immediately and seek help from the mountain immortal sect in his jurisdiction, informing the capital by flying sword message.
But this Green Luan minister was also very pragmatic. He demanded Zhang Shanfeng hand over two valuable items as collateral, in case it turned out to be a false alarm or the foreign Daoist was lying. Otherwise, how would he explain himself to the mountain immortal masters and His Majesty?
Zhang Shanfeng and Xu Yuanxia both found this reasonable, so each handed over a "True Martial" Dharma sword and a short knife obtained from the war in the Colorful Garment Kingdom.
The result was the current situation.
Reason couldn't be argued.
Loose cultivators seeking profit was the most natural thing in the world, like the four words that Golden Core cultivator had said bluntly: cutting off someone's path to wealth. Among mountain and marsh wild cultivators, this was an act that angered both gods and men.
As for this group of qi cultivators "getting up early to seek profit," they of course had their own justifications. In this remote, godforsaken place, besieging a demon, they hadn't committed murder or robbery in the markets, nor had they used immortal techniques or immortal weapons to harm the common people. Even a lineaged immortal master searching for treasure would do no less. They were seeking money with clean methods. What more did you want? You, a beardless young Daoist, and a bearded martial artist—you say this Earth Ox will stir the earth veins and cause an earthquake for a thousand li? Who do you think you are?
Later, sneaking all the way here, they had personally seen the yellow Earth Ox, shaking off countless soil and trees from its back, as large as a mountain peak. This gentle demon had faced off against over twenty qi cultivators, initially trying to flee while fighting, but was still pursued and killed miserably. That's when it started to fight back, turning the battle upside down.
Zhang Shanfeng and Xu Yuanxia had no choice but to shield the yellow Earth Ox. After it was severely wounded and had to reveal its true form, no larger than a water buffalo, if it fought to the death, it would be truly irredeemable.
But for some reason, the demon lying in a pool of blood, seeing that the two men not only didn't attack it but were risking their lives to save it, after some inner struggle, although it knew their general intentions were to prevent it from causing an earthquake that would devastate a thousand li, it didn't choose to destroy everything together with them. Instead, it let its life slip away.
Chen Ping'an looked at Zhang Shanfeng and Xu Yuanxia.
That group of qi cultivators seemed to have victory in hand, so they hadn't killed the two outright.
The young Daoist had some external wounds, but a flying sword had pierced his shoulder, and he was bleeding profusely. After applying medicine, it didn't work well; the injury likely involved bones and tendons. After all, a life-bound flying sword wasn't just sharp.
The big-bearded hero's beard was covered in blood, matted in clumps, looking a bit comical.
At this moment, that Golden Core cultivator took a step back.
Zhang Shanfeng was afraid Chen Ping'an would agree outright. He grabbed his arm and said anxiously, "You can't do this."
The Golden Core cultivator smiled. "Now that demon has given up and shows no sign of struggling to the death, why do you two righteous men and this newly arrived immortal master insist on engaging in mutual slaughter with us?"
Xu Yuanxia could no longer hold himself up. He sat heavily on the ground, black-faced, propping his knife on the ground with one hand and wiping his beard with the other. "The logic is sound, but it's just a bit frustrating."
The big-bearded man turned his head to glance at the yellow Earth Ox. "I still feel sorry for it."
Zhang Shanfeng sighed. He put away his peachwood sword on his back, let go of Chen Ping'an's arm, and said helplessly, "It seems we have no choice?"
It was spoken as a question.
Including the Golden Core cultivator, everyone had long noticed the young sword cultivator's four attendants.
They were all pure martial artists with astonishing momentum.
Believed to be the real reason for their patience and polite talk.
Chen Ping'an patted Zhang Shanfeng on the shoulder. "I'll handle it."
Zhang Shanfeng was stunned for a moment, then grinned. "Whatever you do, we won't argue. Don't feel pressured, really."
Chen Ping'an nodded, turned to look at the Golden Core Earth Immortal hovering in the air, and asked with a smile, "I wonder if you come from some mountain immortal sect or the Grand Governor's Office of the Green Luan Kingdom?"
Xu Yuanxia, sitting cross-legged, smiled knowingly. Oh, Chen Ping'an had become much more astute now. He had hit the nail on the head about his own speculations in one sentence.
Too bad his martial realm didn't seem to have moved forward—still at third realm?
That was normal. It had only been about two years since they last parted. How old was Chen Ping'an now? Seventeen? With such a solid foundation at third realm, that was already quite impressive. He could claim the title of "martial prodigy" in the martial world without feeling guilty.
Outside the three of them, there was a circle of tigers, leopards, and wolves.
The four figures in Wei Xian's scroll on the right hadn't entered the circle to go to Chen Ping'an and were instead standing further outside. These four pure martial artists, whose depth was hard to gauge—were they trying to "surround" more than twenty qi cultivators with just four people?
That Golden Core cultivator smiled. "Who I am has nothing to do with your decision, little immortal master."
Chen Ping'an asked, "In your opinion, how many Snowflower coins is this yellow Earth Ox worth?"
The Golden Core cultivator thought for a moment and answered seriously, "The market price is about twenty to thirty Small Summer coins. But Earth Ox types are extremely hard to find; there's a price but no market. So doubling the real price is fair. By that calculation, roughly five thousand Snowflower coins. What, little immortal master wants to calculate how many Snowflower coins your ten percent share is? Or do you think ten percent is too little for your strength, and you want twenty percent, or even more?"
Although the Golden Core Earth Immortal's later words carried a hint of laughter, the malice in them was clear to all the mountain and marsh wild cultivators present.
This was a precursor to a total breakdown.
A Golden Core Earth Immortal involuntarily exuded a vast power, making even the black-robed old man riding the big black fox demon feel somewhat short of breath.
Once you formed a golden core, you could borrow power from heaven and earth.
"You lot aren't being reasonable. Actually, my two friends brought about the current situation. But regardless of the reason, the matter fortunately didn't reach the worst point—there was no Earth Ox turning over causing a thousand-li earthquake. So now we can negotiate properly."
Chen Ping'an smiled. "Alright, this yellow Earth Ox that you're determined to get—we'll calculate it at your quoted price of fifty Small Summer coins. After deducting my ten percent share, here are forty-five Small Summer coins. Take them."
Everyone saw the white-robed sword immortal master give a heavy toss, sending a large handful of Small Summer coins flying towards the Golden Core Earth Immortal, who was quite far away.
The Earth Immortal frowned and flicked his sleeve. The forty-odd Small Summer coins flowed like a stream, orbiting around him outside a ten-foot radius, not allowing them to approach him. He stared at each one intently, seeing no tampering with the immortal coins, and they were genuine Small Summer coins.
Lv Yangzhen and all the loose cultivators were both envious and suspicious.
Was there really such a business deal in the world?
The Golden Core cultivator didn't immediately put away those Small Summer coins, equivalent to four hundred and fifty thousand taels of silver in the secular world. Not to mention the relatively wealthy Green Luan Kingdom in southeastern Bottle Gourd Continent, but just the Celebrating Mountain Country—how much was the annual tax revenue? So this was an immense fortune. Even as an Earth Immortal, he didn't consider this a negligible income. While continuing to examine the slowly circulating immortal coins, the Earth Immortal asked, "May I ask this young master's place of origin?"
Chen Ping'an smiled. "I asked you about your origin earlier, and you didn't answer."
The Golden Core Earth Immortal smiled slightly. "Then may I ask why this young master is spending so much to buy this yellow Earth Ox? Is there an urgent need?"
"You don't need to worry about that, senior."
Chen Ping'an thought for a moment, then tossed another five Small Summer coins to the Earth Immortal. "These five are for you, senior, to distribute among the other immortal masters as an apology for me arriving later but taking the first share."
At this, the eyes of those mountain and marsh wild cultivators softened considerably.
After all, these extra five Small Summer coins were essentially free money. The more than twenty qi cultivators actually formed four factions. Lv Yangzhen's trio was the smallest faction. The black-robed old man on the fox led the largest faction, whether in numbers or strength. So these unexpected five Small Summer coins might even have two directly allocated to them.
The Golden Core Earth Immortal smiled. "Young master certainly has great boldness and wealth, able to toss Small Summer coins around like Snowflower coins. Even I would have to admit my inferiority."
These words caused ripples in the hearts of some wild cultivators.
Those words really stuck in their hearts. Us wild cultivators, we risk our heads and work like dogs, how many Small Summer coins can we earn in a year?
"I've said nice words and done nice deeds. Now I should talk about something real."
Chen Ping'an looked around and said calmly, "No one in the world has money falling from the sky. I do still have some Small Summer coins on me. If any of you are tempted, you can take them by relying on your abilities. But if you attack and fail to take them, then I'll have to take your lives."
The Golden Core Earth Immortal suddenly put away those fifty Small Summer coins and asked with a smile, "Aren't you worried I'll just leave with them? I can't carry a yellow Earth Ox and parade it through the streets, but with fifty Small Summer coins, I can come and go freely, can't I?"
The Golden Core Earth Immortal asked again, "Aren't you afraid I'll use the fifty Small Summer coins I've already obtained to buy your lives? For me, and for everyone, that would be like earning two rewards for one effort. Why not?"
Chen Ping'an extended one hand. "Just go ahead. Buy whatever you like. Whatever makes you happy."
I've had a bad feeling about you for a long time. Please, try to run or attack. Then I'll have a reason to kill you.
The Golden Core Earth Immortal fell silent, weighing the pros and cons.
And all the mountain and marsh wild cultivators were waiting for this Golden Core's decision.
At that moment, the severely wounded yellow Earth Ox spoke in human language, looking at the back of the white-robed figure. "Why do this, immortal master?"
Chen Ping'an didn't turn around. He reached out to touch the sword-nurturing gourd at his waist and said softly, "I feel you are more like a person than many people. That's simple. From now on, I hope you continue to cultivate well. Let there be one more Golden Core cultivator in the world who does good to others."