"Qu Zai, you are truly my lucky star! I will reward you handsomely when we get back!"
The concentration of the medicine left by the pharmacist must have determined the level of martial arts of the Xuanpin Star people.
Of course! This method obviously cannot stop the human race's determination to conquer nature. Whether it's flesh cultivation or martial artists devouring demons to refine their organs, it is essentially about artificially borrowing other demon species with higher concentrations to enhance one's own legacy.
Therefore, there are also demonic paths in this world that devour people, believing in using the surplus of others to make up for their own deficiencies, and committing atrocities by devouring people.
The most unique category is the "Awakened Flesh," whose information from the Third Young Master corroborates the fact that Min Hao ate corpses in the mass grave. Awakened Flesh doesn't necessarily die, but it does have reasons for being ostracized.
No wonder their special ability is to eat people without any obstacles!
"It is because you are blessed with great fortune, young master. I dare not accept such thanks."
Qu Zai is Ma Yunlai's courtesy name. He was originally twenty years old this year. He had missed the opportunity to breed succulents in the group due to certain events. However, Dao Cheng casually suggested that if they were to consider courtesy names, they might as well include Qu Zai as a candidate.
Then he put it to use, and to be fair, he was indeed clever.
Of course, this is not just about being clever; he has always had a keen sense of perception since childhood. He can sense what is good and what is bad, and this sense becomes stronger as he gets older!
Not long ago, he had been thinking of finding a divination sect to make a living, but compared to Dao Chengyi, those ideas were no match.
"Also, young master, shall we continue our stroll?"
Ma Yunlai asked cautiously. Although Dao Chengyi sometimes gave him a sense of danger, as if he was about to be eaten, as long as he could sense and react, he could naturally prevent it.
"It's just the beginning, no need to rush. There's plenty of time in the next few days. Let's go to the ferry terminal and see if we can intercept any good cargo."
The Gu of Good Fortune and Avoidance of Misfortune reported that the journey ahead was smooth and without danger. Dao Cheng looked at the woman who was completely covered in clothes again and again, then gave the money to the merchant and left.
Meanwhile, Shang Bolai was squatting on the side like a quail, shouting that someone had been murdered and someone had been murdered. The martial artist guarding him was about to be eaten by the dogs.
"Don't be greedy. Didn't I tell you to be kind to others?"
Patting the dog's head, Dao Chengyi then walked up to Shang Bolai. Despite having used resources to reach the second level of cultivation, his performance was far inferior to that of the young masters of the same age from the three major families.
Even Niu Anxin, who was also a playboy, was much stronger than him. At least after entering the Gu path, he quickly developed the Red Powder Skull Gu, which greatly filled the gap in the Yin-Yang cultivation method.
"How about it, Young Master Shang? I didn't scare you, did I? I'm sorry, my brother here hasn't been in the city for long. He doesn't know his place and doesn't understand etiquette."
"you!!!"
"Um?"
"..."
Trembling, he wanted to resist, but he didn't consider whether Dao Chengyi was a good fighter. With that monster around, if he made a move, he would inevitably get beaten or killed.
"I...I'll leave!"
Shang Bolai was about to get up and leave, but no matter how arrogant he had been before, it was not easy for him to leave now. Dao Chengyi pushed him down.
"Don't rush. My brother may not know any manners, but you, a young master from the city, at least know some manners, right? Let's talk about compensation. Although my brother may not know any manners, listen to me, he definitely won't fight back unless you take the initiative."
"According to the laws of the Heart Constellation, in cases of fighting in the street, the one who initiates the fight bears primary responsibility."
At the right moment, the dog also crossed its arms behind its back and pretended to cry.
"He hit me! It hurt!"
Seeing this stark contrast, Ma Yunlai lowered his head, afraid that if he laughed, Dao Chengyi would punish him as well. Shang Bolai, on the other hand, stared wide-eyed at his guard who had been beaten to his knees and his dog, which, though covered in blood, looked perfectly healthy.
Just when he thought he was bound to lose money, goods, and reputation today, Dao Chengyi looked outside. In just a few seconds, a figure appeared, pure as snow, without a speck of dust on her body, wearing a white dress, with a veil on her face, and her long, ebony-like hair tied up with a simple silver flower crown.
"I hope this fellow Daoist will not make things difficult for my good-for-nothing cousin."
"How about we compensate you for all the losses here, including the servants my cousin bought?"
Fellow Daoist?
Dao Chengyi stuck out his tongue to collect the bio-pheromones in the air. Only after realizing that the person in front of him was also a martial artist did he calm down. He almost started his second cultivation journey.
Have we met there?
As expected, this should be the young lady from the merchant family who gave me the umbrella when I was feeling melancholy by the bridge last time. The merchant family only has one young lady, who is skilled in music, knows all five notes, and is ranked twentieth on the list of beauties in Louzhou, because she never shows her face.
"I have never seen it before. If you are not satisfied with this answer, you may make your request. I know my cousin's temperament well. He is always unforgiving when he is in the right and always has a point when he is not."
Shang Bolai shrank back, clearly terrified of his cousin who had just appeared; his former arrogance was nowhere to be seen.
"I don't need this servant; my family's wealth is meager and I can't afford to squander it. Besides, since you call me a fellow Daoist, I'll see if you're qualified to address me that way!"
The martial artist Dao Chengyi's most accepted principle is that power is strength. Regardless of whether you are kind-hearted or beautiful, if you call someone a fellow Daoist, then let's see how strong your fist is!
The Fushan Fist technique was unleashed instinctively, its copper skin and bone-piercing bull demon tendons providing the power to shake mountains and level ridges from the heart! This punch was the combined power of six people, amplified twentyfold by internal energy, possessing a force beyond the ordinary. If you can't even block this ordinary punch, fellow Daoist? You dare to say you're worthy?!
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