Chapter 1813: Bai Guo'er

With a few months left before the official opening, Nine Immortals Mountain had already gathered countless cultivators and demon cultivators who had rushed over from the three territories and the Seven Demon Lands.

Although they could not enter the depths of Nine Immortals Mountain, more than a dozen spontaneous large and small markets had already formed near the mountain range.

Countless medium and high-level cultivators appeared in these markets, and some rare materials and spiritual medicines also appeared frequently in these places, and they began to trade hotly.

The scene where humans and demons were different in other places did not exist in these markets.

Even though the number of demon races entering these markets was still much rarer than the human race. However, every demon race that dared to appear was a high-level demon beast that could transform most of its body.

Therefore, in terms of true strength, the demon races in these markets were not much worse than the human race, and the two races could live together peacefully, without easily appearing in a scene where one race bullied the other.

Of course, this was just the general situation.

These markets were not the official venues for the Myriad Treasure Convention, and they were only temporary places, so naturally, there was no strict order.

Even though guards from Nine Immortals Mountain would appear and patrol these markets, they could only maintain a superficial stability.

Bullying the weak, forced buying and selling, and other such things naturally occurred from time to time in hidden places.

On this day, in a desolate mountain far from Nine Immortals Mountain, such a situation was happening.

A withered and thin middle-aged cultivator and a girl no more than eleven or twelve years old were being surrounded from three sides by three murderous men in black.

The middle-aged cultivator was only at the Foundation Establishment mid-stage, and the girl was only at the Qi Condensation stage of the third or fourth layer. And the group of people surrounding them all had the cultivation base of the Foundation Establishment late-stage, each with a fierce look on their faces.

"Bai Huaji, you'd better hand over the thousand-year blood ginseng on your body. If you are sensible, the three of us will not only let you and your daughter leave, but we will also pay you some spirit stones. Otherwise, don't blame me, Shi, for being heartless," one of the men in black, who looked the oldest, said with a gloomy face.

"Shi Kun, I, Bai, was blind and was deceived by you to this place, so I have to admit my bad luck. But if you want the blood ginseng, you must let my daughter leave this place first. Otherwise, I would rather destroy the blood ginseng than hand it over to you," the withered middle-aged man looked haggard, but he was not overly panicked. With a flip of his hand, he suddenly took a brocade box from his sleeve, and his other hand, flashing with spiritual light, pressed on the box, saying with hidden anger.

The three men in black saw this, and their faces changed.

"No, you are not allowed to leave until you hand over the blood ginseng," another black-clothed man refused without hesitation.

"Hmph, how do I, Bai, know that you three won't suddenly poison my father and daughter after getting the blood ginseng? Don't tell me about poison oaths or anything like that. I won't believe your promises at all," the middle-aged cultivator said coldly, his expression determined.

"Then don't even think about..."

"Fine, I, Shi, agree!"

The black-clothed cultivator who refused wanted to say more threatening words, but was interrupted by the cultivator named Shi Kun with a gloomy face, and he agreed directly.

"Brother Shi, you..."

"Why, are you not willing to listen to me?" Shi Kun swept his gaze over the other two, his eyes exceptionally cold.

"No, how dare we do that? We will follow Brother Shi's words and let this little girl leave!" The other two black-clothed cultivators looked at each other, clearly very wary of Shi Kun, and could only agree helplessly.

The middle-aged cultivator saw this situation and was overjoyed.

"You heard the words of the three of us. You can let this little girl leave. But if you go back on your word or play any tricks afterward, you should know very well what the outcome will be!" Shi Kun threatened the middle-aged cultivator gloomily.

"Rest assured. I, Bai, am just worried about my daughter's safety. As long as my daughter is fine, what is a single blood ginseng?" The middle-aged cultivator said with a relaxed face.

"No, Father, Guo'er doesn't want to leave alone!" The girl was fair and tender, like a fairy child in a painting, but at this moment, she grabbed her father's clothes and shook her head repeatedly.

"Silly girl. Only when you leave can you go to the market to find your grandmother. Only then can you come back to save your father." The middle-aged cultivator's expression changed, and he moved his lips a few times, sending a few sound transmissions to the girl.

The girl was stunned for a moment, then nodded desperately.

"Alright, why don't you leave quickly? If you don't leave, I, Shi, might change my mind," Shi Kun said impatiently, fiercely.

The girl heard this, her heart was stunned, and although she was young, she immediately knew the severity of the situation.

She looked at the middle-aged cultivator reluctantly again, then waved her hand, and suddenly a white talisman appeared in her hand. After sticking it on her body, her body immediately floated toward the distance with a layer of white light, intending to escape.

The middle-aged cultivator held the brocade box in his hands tightly, watching his beloved daughter's movements without blinking.

Seeing the three black-clothed cultivators motionless, the girl named Guo'er truly flew past Shi Kun's side by two or three zhang, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

But just at this moment, a change occurred!

Just as the girl flew two or three zhang away from Shi Kun's side, a fierce light flashed in Shi Kun's eyes, and he waved his arm suddenly, turning into a black shadow and grabbing backward.

"Ah!"

The girl screamed, and without any resistance, she was grabbed by the black shadow.

Then, with a pull, her figure shot back and fell into Shi Kun's hands.

A pitch-black, shiny palm tightly pinched the girl's tender neck.

"Shi Kun, what are you doing! Aren't you afraid I'll destroy the blood ginseng immediately!" The middle-aged cultivator saw this situation and was naturally both shocked and angry. With a flash of spiritual light in both hands, he pressed down on the box, shouting sharply at the same time.

"Destroy it? Aren't you afraid I'll twist this little girl's neck! Stop talking nonsense, throw the box over immediately. I'll count to three. If you don't move, I'll move! One, two..." Shi Kun ignored the middle-aged cultivator's threats, instead tightening his five fingers, making the girl's face bright red, while coldly counting down, not giving the middle-aged cultivator any chance to react.

The other two black-clothed cultivators saw this situation and were overjoyed. They only then realized that their companion had never intended to let the girl go from the beginning, just wanting to use a trick to grab a hostage to threaten the other party.

And the middle-aged cultivator, although he had some quick wit, was also trembling with anger at this situation, his mind in chaos. Seeing Shi Kun say the third number, he almost instinctively threw the brocade box in his hand in a panic.

A black-clothed cultivator chuckled and stepped forward, grabbing it with one hand.

With a "sou" sound, the brocade box was sucked over.

"Check it and see if it's really that blood ginseng!" Shi Kun ordered without hesitation.

"Okay, Brother Shi!" The cultivator holding the brocade box replied, then moved his palm, and the brocade box opened immediately.

Only to see blood light everywhere, and a ginseng about a foot long, flashing with blood light, lay quietly in the box.

"Brother Shi, it's correct, it's really the blood ginseng!" The black-clothed cultivator replied to Shi Kun with a smile.

Shi Kun and the other black-clothed cultivator heard this and were all filled with wild joy.

"Alright, you have already obtained the blood ginseng, you should let my daughter go now," the middle-aged cultivator also had an exceptionally pale face, and gritted his teeth, asking coldly.

"Hmph, let you go? And then go find that 'Yuehua Fairy' to find trouble for us!" Shi Kun heard this, but snorted, his face full of ferocity.

"You know my mother-in-law, yet you still dare to commit such a poisonous act?" The middle-aged cultivator heard this, and his heart sank even further.

"Haha, you thought we dared to take action without finding out your background? Although I three are not willing to provoke a Core Formation cultivator, you are the one who possesses the blood ginseng. With this blood ginseng, our Core Formation is just around the corner, so why should we fear a Yuehua Fairy? Moreover, you father and daughter will both die here without a corpse, so who would know that it was done by us three brothers? Alright, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, do it!" Shi Kun laughed wildly, then shouted, his hand pinching the girl's neck flashing with black light, and he was the first to take action.

The middle-aged cultivator's eyes were splitting with anger, and with a low roar, he shook his sleeve suddenly, and a yellow small sword appeared in his hand, which he was about to shake and throw directly at Shi Kun.

But clearly, this move was too late to save the girl.

Shi Kun's mouth twisted, and his five fingers exerted force, about to twist the girl's neck directly.

But just at this critical moment, an unbelievable scene appeared.

Shi Kun suddenly felt a strange fluctuation nearby, and then the slender neck he should have been pinching suddenly became exceptionally cold, and at the same time, a sharp pain that was hard to bear came from his fingertips.

He couldn't help but let out a scream, and then, in shock, he hurriedly looked down at his hand.

Only to see that it was no longer the girl named Bai Guo'er, but a pitch-black iron puppet. And this puppet was not only rough but also covered in blue fine thorns an inch long.

And the palm that had been pinching the puppet's neck was now cut by the thorns, blood flowing profusely.

This cultivator named Shi Kun was quite fierce. With a shake of his wrist, he threw the iron puppet heavily onto the ground nearby, and at the same time shouted angrily:

"Who is it that ambushed me, get out here!"

As soon as he finished saying this, he suddenly flipped his palm, and a stack of black magic flags appeared in his hand.

And the middle-aged cultivator was in a daze.

The other two black-clothed cultivators also suddenly realized, and they also brought out a pair of silver daggers and a black strange shield covered in thorns, releasing their spiritual sense to sweep toward the surroundings at the same time.

"Young Master, I can't watch anymore. This fight must be fought," a cold voice suddenly came from behind a large tree nearby.

Shi Kun and the three changed their expressions, vigilant while looking toward the tree.

"Hmph, you don't need to tell me. I, Young Master Hai, also hate this kind of thing the most. Robbery is robbery, but to actually take action against women and children, I must beat them until their faces are full of flowers. However, it seems that the two of us might not be able to beat these three guys," another angry male voice also came from behind the large tree.

"Haha, what are you afraid of! Isn't there still Brother Han! Three against three, even if we can't beat them, there is absolutely no danger!" The first voice suddenly changed from cold to playful.

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