Chapter 167

Sinking in a sewer? What nonsense are you spouting, Paper Daoist is such a formidable character, how could they possibly capsize in a sewer, and besides, they aren't even the person themselves, just controlling a paper person; even if they really did capsize in the sewer, at most they'd suffer some property loss, there'd be no danger to life!

Hu Jiushisan snorted coldly.

Zhu wu said strangely: 'Brother Hu, since you're not worried about capsizing in the sewer, where are you preparing to go?'

'I'm going to watch how the Paper Daoist brutally slaughters three demons!'

Hu Jiushisan said solemnly: 'Of course, if I happen to encounter the sewer-capsizing incident you mentioned, I could also lend a hand to the Paper Daoist; the Paper Daoist is my half-brother, how could I let them suffer a loss?'

Zhu wu's mouth twitched slightly; as a fox demon, they certainly know how to speak—even unreasonable words become grand truths in their mouth.

Hu Jiushisan said in an unfriendly tone: 'What, do you have an objection to what I said?'

'Brother Hu, please don't misunderstand; I may have objections to others, but I won't have any toward you!'

Zhu wu smiled obsequiously and said flatteringly: 'It's already late; we mustn't delay any further, lest the Paper Daoist meet with an accident!'

'What you said is correct; although the Paper Daoist enjoys brutality, we must absolutely not be careless—under no circumstances can we let the Paper Daoist suffer a loss!'

Hu Jiushisan nodded and didn't hold it against them; after Zhu wu finished speaking, the corner of Zhu wu's mouth twitched, obviously they objected to what Hu Jiushisan had just said.

Just as they passed by Niuda, they saw Niuda preparing to go along.

Hu Jiushisan said expressionlessly: 'Niuda, you stay here to guard the gate, so no outsiders enter the market and no one collects the market's money!'

'On what basis?'

Niuda said unwillingly.

'On what basis? You say, on what basis?'

Hu Jiushisan gave a cold sneer, looking scornfully at Niuda; how could they not know what Niuda was thinking—still unwilling to give up, wanting to get closer to Wang Ping'an to see if they could obtain a direct source of goods.

After all.

Being able to purchase talismans from Wang Ping'an's hands is practically a fortune that falls from the sky.

It's merely the price of one low-grade spirit stone; reselling it can yield one and a half low-grade spirit stones—a fifty percent profit—and if one doesn't mind the trouble, they could even sell it for two or three low-grade spirit stones.

A profit of up to one hundred percent, even two hundred percent!

Not to mention Niuda this foolish ox; even Zhu wu, who is lowly and obsequious in front of them, might also have ideas about this profit route.

It's just that others are smart, not showing it, or perhaps they know what money they can make and what they cannot, unlike Niuda's foolishness.

'You...'

Niuda was still wanting to say something, but before they could finish speaking, Hu Jiushisan interrupted:

'I think you don't know what I'm relying on; since that's the case, let me tell you what I'm relying on: I rely on my surname Hu, and the Jiu tou shan ji shi market belongs to our fox clan.'

'You're just a menial worker; if you're sensible, I might still throw you a bite to eat; if you're not, I'll send you back where you came from!'

Having said that, Hu Jiushisan didn't even glance at Niuda, got up, and chased after the direction Wang Ping'an had gone.

Niuda's face was ferocious, nostrils blowing rough breaths, angrily watching Hu Jiushisan's retreating back; a flash of killing intent flickered in the depths of their eyes.

"You bastard, if you won't let me have an easy time, then I won't let you have an easy time either!"

Niuda said angrily.

Initially, in their mind, Niuda had killing intent toward Hu Jiushisan, but the intent hadn't lingered a second before it was dispelled immediately. Who let them know their own strength—once they moved against Hu Jiushisan, they knew exactly how strong Hu Jiushisan was, and they were clearly no match; but Hu Jiushisan has the backing of the fox clan.

Initially, in its mind, it felt murderous intent toward Hu Jiushisan, but the intent hadn't lingered a second before it was dispelled immediately. Who let it know its own strength? Once it moved to kill Hu Jiushisan, it knew clearly how strong Hu Jiushisan was; it was utterly no match, but Hu Jiushisan had the backing of the fox clan.

If they were to kill Hu Jiushisan, unless they wandered the world homeless, there would be no place for them to hide nearby, and they would also face relentless pursuit from the fox clan.

No matter how angry they were, they could only suppress the killing intent toward Hu Jiushisan.

No matter how furious it became, it could only suppress its murderous intent toward Hu Jiushisan.

Besides killing Hu Jiushisan, they were not without a way to retaliate against Hu Jiushisan.

This time, even if they gained no advantage or benefit, they would still not let Hu Jiushisan have an easy time.

Zhu wu, while quickly chasing after Hu Jiushisan, said admonishingly: 'Brother Hu, you're not unaware that Brother Niuda is the most concerned about face; speaking to them like that is completely slapping their face—doing this, aren't you afraid Brother Hu will become angry and develop a murderous intent toward you?'

Zhu wu chased after Hu Jiushisan while urging, "Hu brother, you're not unaware that Niu brother is the most concerned about face; saying those things to it is just slapping his face—doing this, aren't you afraid Hu brother will become angry out of shame and develop a murderous intent toward you?"

Hu Jiushisan gave a cold sneer, their face full of scorn, and said disdainfully: 'They have a fiery temper, but if they had the guts to take my life, they wouldn't possibly come to our market to guard the gate!'

Hu Jiushisan let out a cold snort, his face full of ridicule, and said disdainfully, "Its temper is explosive, but if it had the guts to take my life, it wouldn't possibly come to our market to guard the gate!"

This novel you have arrived

Zhu wu was still wanting to say something when they heard Hu Jiushisan's trembling voice whisper: 'Don't, don't, don't speak!'

Zhu wu felt somewhat doubtful, not knowing what situation could have frightened Hu Jiushisan like this, but still obediently refrained from speaking further, and subconsciously looked up, their whole person feeling as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

All they saw was that the three demons who had originally been chasing after Wang Ping'an had now become corpses lying on the ground.

All that could be seen was that the three monsters that had originally been chasing after Wang Ping'an had now become a corpse lying on the ground.

What made their hair stand on end was a flying sword standing upright before the two of them.

Zhu wu swallowed, their voice trembling with panic: 'Brother Hu, I know those three demons; they are well-known in the area, said to have cultivated to the sixth or seventh level of Qi Refining, and yet in such a short time they've lost their lives—are those three demons simply unable to withstand a single blow, or is that Paper Daoist just too terrifying?'

'I don't know whether the Paper Daoist is terrifying or not, but I know their flying sword must be terrifying!'

Hu Jiushisan looked at the flying sword hovering before them, clearly feeling a terrifying threat from it, as if it would take their life at any moment, and frowned:

'You say, what exactly is the Paper Daoist preparing to do standing before those three corpses?'

From those three corpses not far away, they could see that the fatal wounds were inflicted by the flying sword before them, and it appeared that the three demons, offering no resistance, were killed in a single strike.

Those three demons, not to mention Zhu wu, even they recognized them as top-notch formidable figures.

Yet before Wang Ping'an's flying sword, they had no power to retaliate, which fully demonstrates how formidable Wang Ping'an and that flying sword are.

Precisely in the face of Wang Ping'an's Flying Sword, it had no power to resist, which is enough to show how formidable Wang Ping'an and his Flying Sword are.

'Brother Hu, do you even need to ask me that?'

Zhu wu's face was ashen, not knowing whether they were frightened or feeling empathy, they whispered weakly:

'The Paper Daoist standing before them wants to skin them and pull out their tendons—after all, who doesn't know that we demons are treasures from head to toe!'

Paper Daoist friend stands before them, wanting to skin and pull out tendons; after all, who doesn't know that we monsters, every part of us is treasure!

"Damn it..."

Hu Jiushisan couldn't help but swear, after all, it was also a monster; other monsters being skinned and having their tendons pulled would, to some extent, feel the same, but seeing the flying sword before them, the curse words on the tip of their tongue lacked the courage to be spoken, so they changed their words and said:

"You say, will Paper Daoist friend kill in a rage and then torture us to death before skinning and pulling our tendons?"

"(End of chapter)"