Chapter 165

Wang Ping'an glanced at Character: Fang Lu with amusement, his chatter clearly not his first time doing this—even his face showed a hint of play; if he could speak, he would have liked to utter a few words to match Character: Fang Lu.

Seeing Wang Ping'an listen to his entire account without getting up to leave, a flicker of joy appeared in Character: Fang Lu's eyes as he once again handed over the treasure map in his hand, saying:

Fellow Daoist, I'll be waiting for you at Jiu tou shan ji shi; take this treasure map first. If you gather enough Low-grade Spirit Stone, or find something good in a cave dwelling and sell it for money, come find me later!

Wang Ping'an took the treasure map Character: Fang Lu handed over with one hand, glanced at it—indeed, it was convincingly real—and with a thought stored it in his storage bag.

He rose and left.

Character: Fang Lu watched Wang Ping'an's departing back and shouted enthusiastically, "Fellow Daoist, I'll be waiting for you at Jiu tou shan ji shi—don't you dare trick me!"

Are humans really this foolish?

The Fox Demon who had just done business with Wang Ping'an hid in the shop, watching Wang Ping'an take the treasure map from Character: Fang Lu and walk away; his brows furrowed slightly and he spoke in an unfriendly tone:

I told him exactly that, yet he still holds onto that so-called treasure map—does he not believe my words, or does he not know how to write the word 'death'?

Regardless of the situation, it had no intention of going out to warn Wang Ping'an; it had already said what needed to be said, and since Wang Ping'an didn't take its words to heart.

Whether he lives or dies is none of its concern.

It was willing to warn Wang Ping'an because he is a customer of their shop—he patronized them yesterday, came again today, and might return tomorrow or the day after.

He is a customer as stable as can be!

But since Character: Fang Lu dares to do wrongdoing in Jiu tou shan ji shi, on someone else's turf, it shows he has confidence, and it does not want to clash with such people.

All it seeks is wealth, not trouble!

Just that.

It's a pity; their shop may lose a customer from now on.

'How come everyone in Jiu tou shan ji shi is such a great person? Giving things away for free?'

Wang Ping'an gave a hehe smile, looking quite happy.

The freely given jade slip contained a cultivation method he had just practiced, and the effect was excellent.

The freely given treasure map… naturally could not be genuine.

A genuine treasure map would never be sold cheaply, even if one didn't go treasure hunting oneself.

He hadn't forgotten what the Fox Demon had just said to his face—although they are not of the same kind, at times like these, even kin harbor pure hatred.

When interests clash, even blood brothers turn against each other!

Demons and humans have great conflict, but when there is no clash of interests, humans and demons can be friends.

He looks after the Fox Demon's business, and the Fox Demon reminding him a sentence or two is no problem.

What makes him happy is this freely given treasure map, which is likely eight or nine out of ten a trap—perhaps deliberately luring him to the so-called treasure site to set up a heavenly net and earthly trap to take his life.

Who would dare do such a thing could hardly be a good person.

Once he slays these wicked people, he believes he will surely gain a great amount of Merit—how could he not be happy?

Pa!

A sharp slap rang out, snapping Wang Ping'an from his happy mood; he looked up and saw, not far down the street, an old man being slapped by a burly, fierce-looking man.

The next moment, the old man was kicked straight and flew away.

You old immortal, you've cheated people and brought it to my door—I see you're tired of living!

The burly man glared at the old man with a ferocious face and spoke in an unfriendly tone: 'What kind of cultivation method allows a trial before payment? Do you take me for a three‑year‑old who doesn't know there's a trap here?' Although he said that, the burly man still slipped the jade slip into his pocket and snorted coldly:

'Although I don't know why you're doing this, I know you're trying to cheat me; if this weren't Jiu tou shan ji shi, I'd really want to kill you, you scoundrel!'

Having said that, the burly man didn't even spare another glance; the old man, kicked to the ground like a boiled shrimp, his face flushed and curled up, got up and left.

Whether it was the small vendors doing business around the street, or passing cultivators or demons.

They merely watched like spectators; when the troublemaker left, they averted their gaze, and no one intervened.

'Do you really think this old immortal is doing business? Whose cultivation method can be tried out? Isn't he just trying to pull a scam here?'

'Look at him beaten like this, yet no one rushes to help—doesn't that look like a scam?'

'If this old immortal isn't pulling a scam, what is he after by doing this?'

'Who knows? Maybe he tampered with that jade slip!'

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Wang Ping'an listened to the surrounding chatter, hurried over, and helped the old man up from the ground.

This old man was none other than Character: Xue Shen Dao Ren who had recently sold him the jade slip.

Character: Xue Shen Dao Ren endured the burning pain on his face and the tumultuous agony in his abdomen; as he watched Wang Ping'an help him up, a flicker of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said:

'Fellow Daoist, I imagine you have tried that cultivation method of mine; I don't know if you're satisfied. If you are, please give me a hundred Low-grade Spirit Stone; if not, consider that method my gift to you.'

Wang Ping'an wanted to ask what Character: Xue Shen Dao Ren was after by doing business this way, but he couldn't speak; with a thought he casually handed over a cloth bag containing a hundred Low-grade Spirit Stone to Character: Xue Shen Dao Ren.

He could clearly feel the scorching gazes all around him.

Character: Xue Shen Dao Ren took the talisman Wang Ping'an handed over, like a miser, counted it carefully, and exclaimed excitedly:

'Fellow Daoist, you are indeed a straightforward person; if I weren't lacking other cultivation methods or spells, I would surely sell you more no matter what!'

Wang Ping'an smiled; regardless of Character: Xue Shen Dao Ren's intentions, judging by his discernment, the Blood God Scripture is worth a hundred Low-grade Spirit Stone.

Unfortunately.

Character: Xue Shen Dao Ren had no other cultivation methods to sell, nor did he have any extra Low-grade Spirit Stone on him, and he felt the scorching gazes all around.

Only then did he rise and leave.

'You say you, an evil heretic, learning to act like a righteous cultivator and being a good person—it makes me feel uneasy, endangering your life!'

Character: Xue Shen Dao Ren rose and left, went to a wall corner, watched Wang Ping'an's retreating back, let out a faint sigh, his face full of complex emotions.

Just that.

If one looks closely, one can still see the cold killing intent in his eyes.

How could someone like him, a true heterodox heretic, possibly do something that would affect his cultivation just because of a momentary soft-heartedness?

Kind.

It won't harm others, but it will surely harm oneself!

(End of chapter)