Chapter 26 What a fine Immortal Lord Zewu!



He was about to go home, grinning, when a gloomy-looking man suddenly jumped down from under his head.

The man didn't look like someone who was honest and upright, so Shentu Changqing glanced at him but ignored him.

As a result, that person blocked his way.

First, she politely asked him if he had any pills.

Shen Tu Changqing was a poor cultivator. His wife kept all the family's money, and he liked to use his meager savings to buy toys and food for his son.

Where would I get the money to buy elixirs?

Besides, he meant well and was righteous, but he wouldn't just give out pills to anyone who asked him for them.

Shen Tu Changqing found it inexplicably annoying that this perfectly healthy man was asking for pills, so he gruffly scolded him, "Go back to where you came from, you're trying to extort money from me."

They didn't even bother to find out his name, Shentu Changqing.

The man gave a forced smile, then suddenly grabbed him by the neck and sent him flying.

"...Hand over the pills that Song Tingwan gave you."

"..." Shen Tu Changqing was choked and couldn't breathe. His face turned red and he stammered, "I...I'm done eating."

Actually, no.

Pills are extremely precious to cultivators in Beihe. Apart from the one he took that day, he gave all the others to Zhuang Niang to keep.

"..." The man's eyes gradually turned dangerous, clearly indicating disbelief.

"The rescue supplies have been used up—"

He went out of the city every day, and it was common knowledge that he liked to rescue people who were still alive outside the city.

That makes perfect sense.

But the man didn't believe him. After looking him up and down, he loosened his grip and threw him heavily to the ground.

What are you trying to do?!

The other person's hand reached straight for his storage ring, and Shentu Changqing struggled and resisted in terror.

He couldn't see through this person's cultivation level. He wanted to search through his storage ring for the pills that Song Meizi had given him, but taking them without asking meant that this person was trying to forcibly sever his connection with the storage ring.

Unless the owner of the storage ring loses their will, the storage ring can never be removed.

Realizing his intention, Shentu Changqing begged for mercy: "Good brother, wait, wait, I'll just pick it off for you, okay?"

His shabby storage ring was only used to store his daily necessities; it was so poor it was laughable, and not worth protecting with his life.

But the man smiled slightly and easily severed his limbs.

His cultivation level is definitely more than two levels higher than his.

Shentu Changqing fell to the ground in pain, unable to speak.

He watched helplessly as the man squatted down and pulled out his storage ring again.

It still won't budge.

Then drag him by the leg, like a dead dog, to the riverbank.

Under Shentu Changqing's horrified gaze, he repeatedly pushed his head into the water.

For the first time, Shen Tu Changqing realized that having a strong will was not necessarily a good thing.

The lean, high-level cultivator wore a relaxed smile, yet the strength in his hands rendered the tall, muscular cultivator powerless to resist.

The master's orders only concern the outcome; this Golden Core cultivator in this remote place can be easily crushed with a single hand.

Repeated near-drowning, repeated bouts of rapid breathing.

The feeling of choking on water and nearly dying makes you wish you could just die like that.

Before Shen Tu Changqing lost consciousness, he saw the man happily remove the storage ring from his hand, but after examining it, he threw the storage ring into the river with a gloomy expression.

He kicked him into the river in a fit of rage.

The splashing waves were huge!

He sank into the water, his breathing gradually weakened, and this time there were no hands to pull him up.

That can be considered a relief.

It's a pity about his wife and son.

You must be heartbroken.

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Despair washed over him once more. Shentu Changqing spoke in a daze, when the sound of his broadsword hitting the ground jolted him awake. Then he was embraced by his wife.

"Don't talk nonsense, you're still alive and well. Sister Song saved our family again."

Zhuang Niang choked back tears, holding the big guy in her arms, her heart aching terribly.

Song Tingwan's expression was not good.

That person was clearly after her, and he even dragged Brother Shentu into it.

After a long silence, Song Siyao suddenly spoke up: "Who rescued you?"

If it were just a fishing trick, Song Tingwan's identity would have been exposed by now.

Song Tingwan smiled slightly.

With a slight lift of his fingertips, the barrier enveloping them appeared before his eyes.

"I sensed something was amiss with Brother Shentu's appearance, so I set up a protective barrier after helping him in."

All three were surprised.

They had no idea when the barrier was set up.

Shen Tu Changqing and his wife exchanged a glance, increasingly convinced that their benefactor was no ordinary person.

"There's one more thing. After those men put Brother Shentu down, they tried to run away, so I knocked them unconscious."

Song Tingwan possessed powerful spiritual senses. As soon as she realized that things were not simple, she controlled the person and set up a barrier to isolate and probe them.

"Someone really followed us?! Let's interrogate them and find out who did it!"

No wonder body cultivators are said to have good health; they are indeed the favorite of the Hehuan Sect.

Even with a minor injury, he'll be back to his energetic self in no time.

The group discreetly opened the door and followed Song Tingwan to a corner of the courtyard.

Two young people were lying unconscious in the grass.

"Wait! Something's not right!"

Shentu Changqing glanced at them twice, then widened his eyes and squatted down beside them.

"What's wrong."

The three of them didn't recognize the two men and could only watch him.

"Aren't these two hotheads I carried back from outside the city?"

hiss.

Upon discovering the person, Song Tingwan, who had been stunned by attacking the person's spiritual platform with her divine sense, awkwardly covered her face with her sleeve.

Oh, this.

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