Seeing his sword energy shattered, Fang Jian was not at all surprised. Instead, he said to the woman with approval, "Not bad."

The woman was dismissive, she thought Fang Jian was just pretending to be calm, but she was indeed a little surprised in her heart, because she had already tested the grade of Fang Jian's sword with that attack just now.

Although she was a little shocked, the woman still said with a hint of pride: "You are not bad. A cultivator in the Yangshen realm actually has a top-grade immortal treasure in his hand."

Fang Jian laughed and said, "I've been traveling around the country doing small business. If I didn't have a weapon to protect myself, how could I have survived to this day?"

The woman said coldly, "That's until today."

"Top-grade immortal treasure!" The cultivator in the distance was shocked when he heard this.

"This kid is quite rich." said a middle-aged True Immortal Realm cultivator.

Another cultivator said, "Yes, I'm quite rich. A top-grade immortal treasure costs at least 360,000 Tribulation Jades. At my current rate, it will take me three hundred years to earn that much Tribulation Jades."

Listening to the woman's words, Fang Jian smiled and said, "Not really, right? I hit your son because he was so naughty that he kicked over my stall and kicked my tea cans all over the floor. Look, there are still many tea cans that have been stolen. I hit him twice and you want to kill me. So shouldn't you compensate me for my losses?"

If Fang Jian had not come to the human world to temper his mind this time, the woman's soul would have already reported to Yao Yintian.

However, tempering one's state of mind does not mean that one must swallow one's anger. Fang Jian, holding the Ruyi Sword, looked at the woman and said, "If you are unreasonable and still want to kill me, then today I will have no choice but to fight to the death with you."

When the woman heard this, the sword in her hand suddenly rang out. But at this moment, the True Immortal Realm cultivator on her right said, "Madam, in front of so many people, it is best not to argue with him, so as not to lower your status. First, drive him out of the Immortal Pavilion, away from the eyes and ears, and then make plans."

Hearing the words of the True Immortal Realm cultivator, the woman's eyes turned slightly cold and she snorted. Then she looked at Fang Jian and said, "My son Tui'er kicked over your stall, and you hit him. My son is worth a ton of gold, and even I haven't hit him. So, since you hit him, even if he has compensated you for your losses, the matter is even."

The woman then added, "But this Aoshi Xianfang doesn't welcome you, so you'd better do business somewhere else."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, the True Immortal Realm cultivator on her left immediately summoned a magical weapon and said to Fang Jian, "Fellow Daoist, please."

Fang Jian sheathed his Ruyi Sword and used his magical powers to collect the remaining teapots on the ground into his storage bag. He then bowed to the woman and said with a smile, "Daoist friend, we'll meet again."

The woman said in a cold and murderous tone, "See you later." At this moment, Fang Jian was already a dead man in the woman's eyes.

As Fang Jian was driven out of Ao Shi Xian Fang, the woman immediately put away her magic weapon, held the child in her arms with a look of heartache, and then took off on the clouds with two true immortal realm attendants and flew back to Ao Shi Palace, the center of Ao Shi Xian Fang.

After returning to Aoshi Palace, the woman used her magic power to heal her son's injuries while saying to the attendant, "Call Fei Yan over."

Soon, a female cultivator from the Xuanxian realm wearing a black robe and a black feather crown walked in, "Sister-in-law, you called me."

The woman said to Fei Yan, "Fei Yan, your nephew has been beaten. Look." The woman lifted the golden gauze robe on the child, revealing his buttocks covered with red marks from being beaten.

"Aunt Feiyan." The child said with tears in his eyes, "Avenge me."

Fei Yan saw this scene and heard his nephew's pitiful words, and immediately became furious and asked, "Sister-in-law, who beat my nephew like this?"

"He's a cultivator in the Yangshen realm." The woman sent a spiritual light to Fei Yan and said, "I have already expelled him from Aoshi Xianfang."

Fei Yan took a look at the Spiritual Light Shadow, memorizing Fang Jian's features and aura. Then, with a pinch of his five fingers, he crushed the Spiritual Light Shadow and said to the woman, "Don't worry, sister-in-law. This man's head will appear in my 'beast cage' within an hour."

Finally, Fei Yan said gently to the child, "Tui'er, take good care of your injuries. Auntie will go and avenge you right away."

The woman hurriedly reminded him, "Fei Yan, this person has a top-grade magical sword in his hand. You must be careful."

Fei Yan sneered and said, "Don't worry, sister-in-law. My family has a magic trick that can make his top-grade immortal treasure useless!"

After saying that, Fei Yan jumped up and instantly turned into a strange fairy light and flew out of the attic. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared outside Ao Shi Xian Fang.

...

At the same time, by a stream a hundred miles away from Ao Shi Xian Fang, Fang Jian was squatting by the stream washing his hands.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up from above the stream. The strong wind soon became a strong wind, and in an instant it swept up the stream water and rocks and smashed them towards Fang Jian.

Fang Jian was washing his face with water. Seeing this, he smiled faintly and poured the water in his hand towards the direction where the strong wind came from.

Then, the small handful of water instantly turned into a huge wave, which smashed all the stream water and rocks blown up by the wind with a deafening roar.

Then the huge wave disappeared in an instant and turned into a handful of stream water and fell back into the stream.

Fang Jian stood up, looked up at the stream and said, "Which fellow Taoist is casting a spell here?"

"The one who will take your life." A clear shout was heard, and suddenly an extremely strong demonic light appeared in the sky. The demonic light fell down with a bang, and then turned into a strange chain that fell on the Ruyi Sword on Fang Jian's back.

Fang Jian glanced back and then smiled faintly. He didn't care and looked towards the place where the evil light appeared.

Then he saw a female demon fairy from the Xuanxian realm wearing black clothes and a black robe flying down on white clouds, and soon landed in front of Fang Jian.