"Ah, ah, what's going on? How could my brother, a mortal, collude with a demon cultivator?"
Jiang Yun immediately screamed in fear and began to struggle.
"Hmph, don't blame me for being rude if you resist." The other party, who was in the late stage of Qi training, pressed his aura and tapped Jiang Yun's body a few times with his fingers. Jiang Yun immediately felt a weak and strange force that cut off the flow of his magic power.
He quickly controlled the innate purple energy in his body, preventing it from dissolving the opponent's mana seed. He pretended to have his mana cut off and stopped struggling.
Seeing that he had caught Jiang Yun so easily, the other party did not take any other measures and took off the storage bag hanging around Jiang Yun's waist.
"Damn poor bastard, you only have these few spirit stones."
The other party took out a few spirit stones and a low-grade magic weapon from the storage bag. This was the storage bag prepared by Jiang Yun. The real storage bag had long been hidden by his magic power.
Then he grabbed Jiang Yun, walked through the main hall of Xianshi Hall, and entered the back hall. At a stone entrance in the back hall, this was the dungeon of Ziyunfang Market.
The Qin family made some changes to the original foundation, strengthened the protection, and even used a top-level first-level protective formation for guarding.
"Chengge, what a rare visitor!" Qin Chengge was just entering the dungeon when a portly, late-middle-aged cultivator approached him. He was shirtless, covered in scars, and had a bulging storage bag hanging from his waist. A bloody, murderous aura filled his nose.
"Well, we've captured another cultivator who's connected to the Food Fragrance Pavilion. I don't know how long this will last. We've captured so many, but we won't kill them. We're just keeping them locked up."
Qin Chengge complained, and Jiang Yun, who was held by the other party, was immediately happy when he heard it. It seemed that Uncle Fu and the others were not in danger of their lives.
"Hehe, we just need to abide by the decisions made by the higher-ups. More people means more fun. This is the one, right? I'll be able to deal with him properly later!"
This obese middle-aged monk looked like he had tortured people here a lot. After saying this, he grabbed Jiang Yun, opened an empty cell, and threw him inside.
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