A sharp cold light flashed, and Zhang Tianzuo fell into darkness. He lost consciousness and lay on the ground in a daze.

Suddenly, a raging fire broke out in Zhang's mansion, and all the servants, maids, and servants fled in all directions.

In the market space.

"Brother Ye Zheng, this is the guy who not only asked you to hand over the market space, but also asked someone to sleep with you." The silly girl pointed expressionlessly at the suppressed young man in front of her and spoke.

"Haha, this is the first time I've seen someone so arrogant." Ye Zheng sneered and looked at the young man.

"I advise you to let me go in the end, otherwise you will regret it. Those who go against me, Long Aotian, have no good ending, let alone you. If you let that girl sleep with you, I might consider sparing your life."

The young man paused, and continued, "Think about me, Long Aotian. I reached the Golden Core stage at the age of three, the Nascent Soul stage at the age of four, the Spiritual Transformation stage at the age of seven, and the Mahayana stage at the age of ten. Now I am twenty-three years old, and I am already an Immortal Lord. I can pick up immortal tools whenever I go out. Are you sure you want to go against me? You'd better send your girls to bed with you."

"Haha, this is really interesting. What gives you the right to be so arrogant?" Ye Zheng sneered repeatedly and at the same time controlled Long Aotian to float in front of him.

"I advise you to let me go. By the way, your market is good. I, Long Aotian, like it. Just offer it to you. Your cultivation level is just barely good enough. You'd better kneel down and submit to me." Long Aotian looked arrogant and stared at Ye Zheng.

“Pah.”

What answered Long Aotian was an extremely cold slap in the face. The slap made Long Aotian spin on the spot like a top.

“Pah.”

Seeing that Long Aotian's rotation speed was gradually slowing down, he slapped him again with his backhand, causing him to spin faster.

“Snap, snap, snap.”

"It turns out that the pleasure of getting slapped in the face is really good. This thick feeling is good, really good." Ye Zheng rubbed his palms with a look of pleasure on his face.

"Woo, you're right, you're fixed." Long Aotian said it with great difficulty, biting his tongue, his whole body was beaten beyond recognition.

"Oh, is it that I can't slap you hard enough, or you really can't accept it." Ye Zheng rubbed his hands and said lightly.

Long Aotian immediately shut up and cursed wildly in his heart.

Several masters from a certain fairy world, looking at Long Aotian's miserable condition, were immediately relieved. You know, when they first entered the market space, it was not as grand as it is now. They also had the idea of ​​snatching the market space, but the fear of the mystery and unknown at that time made them give up that idea.

“Pah.”

"Hand it over if you have anything valuable. I'll see if I can use it to buy your life." Ye Zheng rubbed his sore palms.

"You." Long Aotian immediately looked at Ye Zheng with resentment. He was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time. His eyes seemed to be saying, I didn't fucking say I wouldn't give it to you, why did you hit me?

"I'm sorry, I got used to drawing and couldn't control myself for a moment." Ye Zheng spoke with a smile on his face, as if he was cooperating with Long Aotian's thoughts.

“Woo, woo.”

Suddenly, Long Aotian's mentality collapsed and he almost cried out.

Seeing this, Ye Zheng first released the market space and suppressed Long Aotian.

After Long Aotian regained his freedom, he did not resist at all. He just tremblingly took out a magic sword from his storage ring and handed it to Ye Zheng.

"Damn, it's just a piece of junk, you're trying to buy my life for it? Do you really think I'm a fool?" Ye Zheng took a look at the magic sword handed to him by Long Aotian, and he immediately got angry and wanted to hit him.

"Damn, are you kidding me? The level of this magic sword can at least be used by Immortal Kings, how come it has become a piece of trash?" Upon hearing this, Long Aotian muttered in his heart, his face looking very ugly, but his hands were not slow in moving, and he quickly took out a spiritual root that he had obtained by accident.

“Pah.”

This time Ye Zheng did not say anything. He just slapped Long Aotian in the face. The man was a little confused and looked at Ye Zheng at a loss. He was speechless for a long time.

Long Aotian paused for a while and suppressed the stars in his eyes. Seeing Ye Zheng's palm, he raised it again. He was so scared that his soul almost died. He took out his magic weapons one by one.

In the end, he could only watch Ye Zheng helplessly and painfully as he picked out his treasures one by one, revealing a look of disgust from time to time. Suddenly, his heart was bleeding.

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"Oh, no, this isn't it." Long Aotian mechanically took out the treasure, and accidentally took out a magic weapon that looked like a scroll. He was immediately shocked and quickly put it back.

The name of this magic weapon is the Picture of Hundred Beauties. On it are sealed a hundred beautiful young girls, all of whom are pure virgins. Long Aotian himself was reluctant to enjoy it and has been keeping it as a treasure. Whenever he has nothing to do, he will take it out and admire it secretly.

“Pah.”

"Damn it, I'll slap you in the face. It seems you'll never learn to be honest. You're really looking for death. What treasure do you have? Take it out for me immediately." Ye Zheng looked at Long Aotian, who was taking the treasure back. He suddenly couldn't bear it anymore and slapped him.

Suddenly, Long Aotian had a look of pain on his face. He slowly took out the Hundred Beauties Picture and handed it to Ye Zheng reluctantly.

"Oh, isn't it great? There are such treasures. It's really beyond my expectation." Ye Zheng was delighted when he saw the hundred beauties.

It is somewhat unexpected that Long Aotian is really rich. Not to mention the magic weapons, immortal tools, spiritual roots, and elixirs he had before, just the one hundred beautiful girls sealed in this picture of one hundred beauties, their cultivation level is not high, it seems that it is only equivalent to the foundation-building stage in the mortal world.

His aptitude is absolutely one in a million. Once he leaves the confinement of the Hundred Beauties Picture and practices the techniques of the mortal world, his progress will be rapid. He will be stronger and have better aptitude than any person with natural spiritual roots.

“Woo, woo.”

After handing the last magic weapon, which was shaped like a small mountain, to Ye Zheng, Long Aotian burst into tears. He cried very sadly. He squatted on the ground silently, licking his wounds with a look of despair on his face.

It was like going back to the time before liberation overnight and becoming penniless. Long Aotian really missed his treasures, but unfortunately they no longer belonged to him.

"Hey, Xiaolong, this magic weapon is good. It's a portable immortal palace, a cave-heaven type magic weapon. There is also a fairy vein transplanted inside it. Not bad, not bad, just what a use it is." Ye Zheng looked at the mountain-shaped magic weapon in his hand with great satisfaction. After a long while, he turned around and spoke to Long Aotian.