Chapter 1

Above Blue Water City, sonic booms exploded from the city center, blossoming outwards for dozens of miles.

Divine light soared into the sky, like a sun falling from heaven, its glorious light illuminating all directions, momentarily blinding everyone.

The entire city was silent.

The watching cultivators had not anticipated such a twist and were stunned.

Not only them, but even Lan Shuixian and Mo Baobao were somewhat dazed.

They were closest and felt it most clearly. The power contained in that fist mark was not particularly strong, but its divine intent was overwhelmingly powerful.

It not only shattered Yu Qianshan's divine intent but even made them subconsciously retract their spirit forms.

"Pfft!"

Dozens of miles away, Yu Qianshan knelt in mid-air, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

His straw hat, which never left his side, even during battles, shattered with a 'crack', turning into dust in the wind.

This straw hat was no ordinary object but was woven from 'Dragon Tendon Grass' collected from Jingyang Mountain, capable of taking a fatal blow in his place.

"This fist, this fist..."

The terror in Yu Qianshan's heart was indescribable. He didn't even notice that the life-saving straw hat bestowed by his master had been shattered. His bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at the sun-like, brilliant light in Blue Water City.

He muttered to himself:

"This is a dragon, this is a dragon..."

Martial arts cultivation involved absorbing qi to refine true form and comprehending divine intent to merge with spirit form. The former need not be mentioned, but the latter was extremely dangerous. If one's comprehension of divine intent was flawed, it would lead to terrifying consequences.

Like him, the dragon form he had comprehended in the past had gone awry, and for the next forty years, he had to indulge in over a dozen women every day, every month, every year.

Every day, he faced those nauseating, plump and slender, various women, for forty years.

For someone who dedicated their life to martial arts and maintained a clean reputation, what a despairing thing this was!

Even more despairing was that even after forty years, he still couldn't escape the wrong path, and his desires became even more terrifying. If he hadn't forcibly suppressed himself and stayed in the brothels,

perhaps a shocking lecher would have been born in the world!

But even so, he was already losing control, and the women in the brothels were afraid, unwilling, and terrified to serve him.

"This dragon form..."

Like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, Yu Qianshan even forgot that he had almost been beaten to death and struggled to get up.

He once again walked towards Blue Water City.

Hu~

A gust of air stirred up dust, swirling in the courtyard.

An Qisheng opened his palm, the wooden sculpture had already turned into dust, scattered into the air by the wind, almost invisible to the naked eye.

This wooden sculpture was not easy to carve, and infusing it with divine intent and dan qi was also not easy, and it could only be used once.

"Dan qi... This, how much elixir did this wooden sculpture use?"

Yuan Duxiu's voice echoed in An Qisheng's mind.

Elixirs had two uses, one for swallowing qi, and the other for swallowing elixirs. The latter was naturally much better, but the former was more versatile, like that wooden sculpture.

"There's one box left."

An Qisheng raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at Lan Shuixian and Mo Baobao, who were stepping through the air one after the other.

"One box, that's good..."

Yuan Duxiu nodded at first, thinking that one box had been used. Although he felt a bit of heartache, it seemed acceptable, but he suddenly realized something was wrong:

"Only one box left?!"

Yuan Duxiu stood up abruptly, glaring at An Qisheng, almost vomiting blood.

He had sold the method to ten families, offending the ten strongest forces in the Ding Tian Prefecture, including Lan Shuixian, to obtain those elixirs. He had only absorbed a mouthful of dan qi and taken a hundred or so.

You actually consumed ninety percent?!

For a moment, Yuan Duxiu trembled with anger, looking at An Qisheng, speechless.

"Some elixirs, that's all, they come and go, what's there to care about?"

An Qisheng shook his head slightly: "Your heart is still too small."

"..."

Yuan Duxiu looked at the sky, not knowing what expression to make.

He didn't even know what the point of using such a large price was.

But no matter how melancholic he was, he couldn't do anything to An Qisheng, and could only sulk alone, feeling that he was not raising a younger brother, but serving a grandfather.

The two were communicating in their minds, naturally unknown to outsiders. Seeing Yuan Duxiu sighing and looking at the sky, Mo Baobao couldn't help but be a little surprised:

"Senior brother, that fist intent was overbearing and majestic, it shouldn't be this person, right?"

Hu~

Lan Shuixian landed in the courtyard. With just one glance, she saw the tiny wood shavings floating in the air. Her eyes flickered, and her expression was calm:

"Good move."

The courtyard was only a dozen zhang long, visible at a glance, but she didn't find any trace of other people. Besides Yuan Duxiu, the only other person in the courtyard was his little brother, who was born less than thirty days ago and lacked origin.

Although the little baby had changed a bit, he naturally couldn't do anything in just thirty days.

The words were naturally spoken to Yuan Duxiu.

And they were double-edged, referring both to this fist and his selling the method to ten families.

His voice was neither high nor low, but Yuan Duxiu's face was still a little hot. He also had a face, and he couldn't do such a thing unless he was desperate.

"Hasn't your tongue grown back yet?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lan Shuixian frowned slightly: "You are quite deep-minded."

In his opinion, no matter what means Yuan Duxiu used to defeat Yu Qianshan, it showed that his cultivation had recovered, or even broken through.

Not growing a tongue was wanting to rely on his 'shelter'?

Hu~

As Lan Shuixian frowned, ripples surrounded the courtyard.

Yuan Duxiu only felt an itch in his mouth, and his 'tongue' grew back, naturally still the power of Lan Shuixian's spirit form.

"Young Master Lan..."

Even though he could speak, Yuan Duxiu still didn't know what to say, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into out of embarrassment.

Lan Shuixian had been benevolent enough to him, protecting him for ten years. If he had any means, he would have found a chance to escape.

But what he did seemed to be a bit unfair to him.

"You person, you are really bad."

Lan Shuixian didn't speak, but Mo Baobao couldn't help it. He twisted the Qiankun ring in one hand and said angrily:

"Clearly having such means, but insisting on seeking my senior brother's shelter! Now, my senior brother has not only offended Lin Yanlong but is also afraid of offending Wu Er!"

The relationships between the various sects were not harmonious.

On the surface, they were linked together, but behind the scenes, they also had competitions. This competition was not only in the many secular dynasties they controlled, but also in various spiritual materials, spiritual fields, and also included the younger generation.

Lin Yanlong, Wu Erlang, and Lan Shuixian were famous because of their unparalleled talents, but also because of the three major sects behind them.

Among the three, Wu Erlang was the oldest and strongest, and the other two did not want to fight him easily.

"I'm sorry for this matter."

Yuan Duxiu smiled bitterly and cupped his hands, speechless.

He couldn't possibly offer his little brother up.

"Young Master Lan!"

"Young Master Lan, you must make the decision for us."

"Too much, this Yuan Duxiu is too much, selling one method to ten families, cheating us out of so many elixirs!"

"If Young Master Lan doesn't help us, we can only report to the sect!"

At this time, Zhang Bao and others also rushed into the small courtyard, crying, shouting, and secretly threatening.

It was about their lifetime savings, and they couldn't give up easily, even if the person in front of them was Lan Shuixian, they could only bite the bullet and come.

After all, regardless of their status, they were also members of the same major sect, and Lan Shuixian could not kill them in broad daylight.

Therefore, as soon as Yu Qianshan left, they became active.

Listening to the crowd clamoring, Yuan Duxiu felt a headache and was also a little guilty.

"Stop shouting!"

Mo Baobao couldn't stand it and shouted loudly, like thunder suppressing the noise in the courtyard.

Zhang Bao and others were stunned.

Lan Shuixian glanced at the crowd lightly, and said calmly: "Business has its ups and downs. You have plundered the scattered cultivators quite a bit in the past. Have you ever returned their losses?"

Lan Shuixian naturally knew the style of the major sects.

Taking advantage was okay, but suffering losses was not!

"That's the logic."

Seeing Lan Shuixian's expressionless face, Zhang Bao and others could only smile bitterly and reluctantly take a step back: "If we lost a little bit, we would admit it, but this is really too much!"

"Yes, Young Master Lan! One hundred thousand True Form Pills, one thousand Spirit Form Pills, do I have to make up the difference myself, wouldn't that be my death?"

"I have three thousand Spirit Form Pills and ten thousand True Form Pills."

"I have one thousand five hundred Spirit Form Pills and thirty thousand True Form Pills..."

"I have..."

Zhang Bao and others cried bitterly, and their voices softened: "We don't ask for too much, return ninety percent to us, and we will take that one percent as a lesson."

"Such a small amount of pills, and you dare to question my senior brother?"

Mo Baobao's eyes widened, as if he saw a beggar asking the emperor for a cornbread.

In his opinion, this was very incredible.

One Spirit Form Pill could be exchanged for one hundred True Form Pills, and one Transformation God (Transformation Body) Pill was one hundred thousand True Form Pills. The losses these people spoke of added up to less than one Tiangang Pill.

These things, and they dare to stop Lan Shuixian?

"So little?"

Not to mention Zhang Bao, even Lan Shuixian shook his head in his heart.

Even in the Taiyi Sect, only this 'Baobao' had no worries about elixirs. Not to mention True Form Pills, he would not feel that Tiangang Pills were precious.

But the pills Zhang Bao spoke of added up to a not small amount. Tens of millions of people in Blue Water City worked hard for three years and could not earn so many pills.

"It's true that one method was sold to many..." But it seems that you have all overstated it by ten times."

Listening to the voice in his heart, Yuan Duxiu bit the bullet and said, "You want so much, I don't have it."

"I knew you wouldn't admit it."

Zhang Bao sneered and took out a compass: "This is the Qiankun Compass, which can not only set large arrays and fields, but also locate large quantities of pills piled up."

"Young Master Lan, you are of noble status and should not be involved in such things. We were too presumptuous today and do not want to entangle. If we have really asked for too much, we will naturally never pursue this matter, but if they have really cheated us of so many pills, then let them return them to us, okay?"

He cupped his hands towards Lan Shuixian, his voice respectful.

Lan Shuixian saw Yuan Duxiu's dazed appearance, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart, so he didn't say more.

Zhang Bao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yuan Duxiu and An Qisheng: "Do you dare to let me search you?"

"This..."

Yuan Duxiu looked at An Qisheng in a daze, and an extremely unbelievable feeling welled up in his heart; did he already know?

Just after consuming ninety percent, these people brought it up...

Could this also be a coincidence?

"Then search."

The one who spoke was naturally not the dazed Yuan Duxiu, but An Qisheng, who sat up from the rocking chair.

Pa~

He casually threw the Qiankun bag on the ground and glanced at the few people, landing on the compass in Zhang Bao's hand.

As he threw out the Qiankun bag, the compass emitted a faint white light, and many numbers could be vaguely seen flashing rapidly on it.

He knew this compass was a treasure used by many major sects to locate spiritual machines and check and classify pills.

No matter how many pills, no matter how many kinds of pills were mixed together, the compass could calculate it with a sweep.

At this time, the numbers on the compass were fixed at 'True 54210, Spirit 2216'.

This was exactly one-tenth of the total amount Zhang Bao and others said, not one more, not one less.

This scene changed the faces of everyone present.

Lan Shuixian seemed surprised, but Zhang Bao and others were dumbfounded, this, how could this be possible?

"You old guys have seen clearly, this seems to be inconsistent with the amount you said!"

Mo Baobao reacted quickly.

His voice was like a knife, making Zhang Bao and others' faces as black as the bottom of a pot, but how could they willingly admit it?

They still wanted to pester.

Then they heard a series of coughs.

The sound arrived, and the person arrived.

It was Yu Qianshan, whose body was trembling, his face was pale, and he had lost his straw hat.

Yu Qianshan landed, and without looking at Lan Shuixian and the others, his gloomy gaze first swept over Zhang Bao and the others: "You, haven't left yet?"

"You."

Seeing Yu Qianshan reappear.

Zhang Bao and others looked like they had seen a ghost. When his gaze swept over them, their faces turned pale, and they retreated, fleeing out the door.

Mo Baobao was surprised and angry: "Senior brother, these bastards, why do they dare, why do they dare?"

They dared to 'argue' with Lan Shuixian and the others who were in better condition, but in the face of Yu Qianshan, who seemed seriously injured, they fled in a swarm.

What was the reason?

"Because I don't play by the rules."

Yu Qianshan's voice was hoarse as he responded to Mo Baobao's surprise: "The cultivation of these few is not worth mentioning, they only dare to swagger around by pulling the names of the major sects. This is still in the city. If it were outside the city, they would have to kneel when they saw me!"

"Senior Brother Yu. Now, I don't stop you anymore."

Lan Shuixian didn't care about Zhang Bao's differential treatment, and glanced at Yu Qianshan lightly: "But if you take action again, perhaps I will have to protect you."

The Taiyi Sect's jade slip, the Wanfa Tower's cloak, and the Jingyang Mountain's straw hat are known as the three major substitute death methods in Dongzhou.

The straw hat was gone, indicating that Yu Qianshan had already died once before.

Yu Qianshan ignored Lan Shuixian, his gaze fell on Yuan Duxiu, he stepped forward, and in the surprised gazes of the entire courtyard, he fell to the ground with a crash like a golden mountain collapsing and a jade pillar shattering:

"Yu Qianshan, begs the master to impart the Dharma!"