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Chapter 141: A Beast in a Corner (Tired, so tired, can't really hold on anymore)
Chapter 141: A Beast in a Corner (Tired, so tired, can't really hold on anymore)
“Canghai Duanlang Technique, Duan! Qian! Kun!”
Through gritted teeth, each word, "Duan Qiankun," was forced out of Uncle Mi's mouth.
He clutched his neck with one hand, blood seeping out uncontrollably.
Amidst the bright lights, an extremely old man, like a flickering candle in the wind, slowly stepped forward.
He extended his hand, and a deep blue flying sword appeared in his grasp.
It seemed as if he held a raging storm in his hand.
Looking up at the shocked and furious Uncle Mi, Duan Qiankun gave a bitter smile, “I’m sorry, I promised someone to act on their behalf once.”
“Someone! Who is this someone? Can they outweigh our hundred-year friendship?”
Uncle Mi roared like a enraged beast.
In the next moment, a howling wind sounded around them.
A familiar voice echoed in his ears.
“Daoist Mi, it’s been a while!”
Uncle Mi looked at the smiling face, a face that had always greeted him warmly in the past.
“Elder Zhou!”
“I have never offended your Lianyun Merchant Alliance. Even after the Mountain Breaker Gang won the Dao Forum Platform competition last time, I increased our cooperation and even lowered the supply price by ten percent.”
Elder Zhou sighed, “I was indeed very satisfied with your sincerity, but the other elders in the alliance were still not satisfied. And...”
“And a man with nothing to hide fears nothing, but one who possesses a treasure fears being robbed!”
Another figure stepped out from the night, walking on the waves.
Wang Hai Chao’s face was solemn, “Hand over the storage ring you obtained in the Golden Core Ruins, along with everything inside it!”
“There are no Golden Core herbs inside!” Uncle Mi took a few steps back, continuously trying to justify himself.
Suddenly, he stopped.
A force of extreme cold formed a solid ice wall hundreds of meters long, blocking his path.
“Whether there are or not, it’s not for you to decide. I don’t believe that the storage ring of the Supreme Elder of the Ghostly Divine Valley contains no Golden Core herbs!”
Uncle Mi’s jaw was clenched, the flesh on his round, plump face trembling.
The head of the Nangong Family—Nangong Jin!
When Uncle Mi saw Nangong Jin appear, he knew there was no turning back.
He glanced around, putting away his panicked and furious demeanor.
“Since all four of you have appeared, Daoist Li Yi Xian, there’s no need to hide anymore, right?”
“Senior Mi’s methods are extraordinary, so I won’t show my face.”
Under the cover of night, a voice echoed, moving left and right, forward and back, like a ghost.
“My demands are not much. I only want the Beast Hall of the Mountain Breaker Gang and a couple of safe hunting spots in the Ganyuan Mountain Range.”
Uncle Mi sneered, “Is that all? Is it worth you acting?”
“Sigh, for the sake of the family, I have no choice.”
The ghostly voice came again, followed by a light laugh.
“Besides, I’m not the only one. Your old friend, Senior Duan Qiankun, is the same.”
Uncle Mi was taken aback, looking down at the oldest man in the courtyard.
In the Mi Family Ancestral Land, Duan Qiankun let out a light sigh.
“The Foundation Establishment Pill at the auction did not help my family’s prodigy break through to the Foundation Establishment stage. My lifespan is short, and I must cultivate a true Foundation Establishment cultivator for my family. Out of necessity, I agreed to help Elder Zhou once, using the Eight Hundred Years of Heavenly Root as a stake.”
“Then do you know that I also have a Foundation Establishment Pill!” Uncle Mi growled.
Duan Qiankun shook his head, “Old friend, why deceive yourself? The benefits you offer are not so easily gained. You’ve played too many tricks with that Foundation Establishment Pill, and it’s unlikely to reach me.”
Uncle Mi was stunned, memories of the past flooding his mind, a bitter smile forming on his lips.
He had played too many tricks, and even his old friend no longer trusted him!
Surrounded by enemies, five Foundation Establishment cultivators blocking all directions, with no way to escape heaven or earth.
Without realizing it, he had already found himself in a hopeless situation.
Uncle Mi clung to a sliver of hope, looking at Elder Zhou, “In business, let’s talk business. Why drive me to the brink? In future dealings, I’ll give you a twenty percent profit, how about it? No, thirty percent!”
Elder Zhou seemed genuinely interested, stroking his chin as if considering the possibility.
“Daoist Nangong!” Uncle Mi shouted to the back, “Your family moved from the Snow Lotus Auction House to the Great River Market. I presume you didn’t secure a spirit vein there, right? My Mi Family, though not great, has a spirit vein branch beneath our forbidden area. Its effects are not inferior to the main vein. If enhanced with a Spirit Gathering Array, it can almost match a second-rank spirit vein! If you’re interested, I’ll offer it to you!”
Nangong Jin’s eyebrows raised, showing a hint of interest.
“Daoist Li! The Beast Hall and hunting spots you seek are not worth you expending your spirit energy.
"If you let me go, I can give you a map. It records the areas explored by the Mountain Breaker Gang over a hundred years, the outer regions of the Ganyuan Mountain Range, where you can go anywhere!"
Without waiting for Li Yixian's response, Uncle Mi took a deep breath and looked at Duan Qiankun.
"Old friend, this time we are exchanging sincerity for sincerity. I will give you a Foundation Establishment Pill, and you can return to the Duan Family. Furthermore, I swear a great vow that after your Dao falls, regardless of whether your Duan Family's prodigy can achieve Foundation Establishment, I will take care of your Duan Family for a hundred years!"
One condition after another was thrown out.
Among the five people in the scene, four of them were swayed.
The conditions Uncle Mi offered were not empty words or exaggerated promises, but things he could genuinely achieve within his capabilities.
His sincerity was evident.
Suddenly, a faint voice came from nowhere.
"Does Brother Wang look down on me so much?"
Uncle Mi turned abruptly, "You, a man of broken promises, what conditions can we possibly discuss?"
His righteous demeanor highlighted his commitment to keeping his word.
For a moment, Wang Hai Chao felt his face flush with embarrassment.
Indeed, he had reached multiple agreements with Uncle Mi, and after the Dao Forum Platform, they had even signed a written alliance, promising not to attack each other for a certain period.
Now, the Great River Gang led other forces in a large-scale attack on the Mountain Breaker Gang.
It was indeed a broken promise.
The other few people also looked at Wang Hai Chao with strange expressions.
Uncle Mi's righteous words were heartfelt, but his heart was racing.
Suddenly, Elder Zhou laughed.
The others were puzzled and looked at him.
"Elder Zhou, is there something you are still unsatisfied with?"
Elder Zhou shook his head. "Your conditions are really very good. I must admit, they have moved me. But I have one curiosity. After giving away so much, what qualifications do you have left to cooperate with the Lianyun Merchant Alliance?"
Uncle Mi was taken aback.
He had overlooked a crucial point. In the heat of the moment, the conditions he threw out ended up contradicting each other.
Shaking his head vigorously, he hurriedly said, "Because I am a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, and I still have a hundred years of lifespan!"
"Not enough!"
"Luochen! Yes, Luochen. He is absolutely qualified!"
"Oh?"
"Pill Dust Master, Luochen's Daoist name is Pill Dust Master. He has an extremely monstrous talent in the Alchemy Path, with a terrifying success rate in refining medium-grade pills. With him, the Lianyun Merchant Alliance will surely expand rapidly and become one of the top merchant alliances in the Jade Cauldron Domain!"
Hearing the name Pill Dust Master, Elder Zhou's eyes lit up.
This condition was indeed extremely favorable.
"I accept your conditions!"
As soon as these words were spoken, it felt like a pardon.
Uncle Mi was almost about to express his excitement.
However, the next words froze him in place.
"But, you still have to hand over the Supreme Elder of the Ghostly Divine Valley's storage ring, and also hand over your magic treasures."
Elder Zhou shrugged, "I have no choice. With the opportunity to form a Golden Core in front of me, I cannot possibly give it up. The other few Daoist friends must feel the same."
Uncle Mi's heart sank to the bottom instantly.
He looked around. Wang Hai Chao sneered, Nangong Jin was greedy, and Duan Qiankun had his head lowered, his expression unreadable.
"Ha ha ha..."
A mournful laugh escaped Uncle Mi's lips.
"Handing over my magic treasures, would I not become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered? Do you really think I, Uncle Mi, am as stupid as a pig?"
"That's not how it is. We can leave first... No, that's not right!"
Elder Zhou's expression changed rapidly, becoming as solemn as water.
"Attack!"
"He is stalling for time!"
Before the words were even finished, a fiery light illuminated the night like daylight.
The other four people also reacted immediately, each using their own methods without another word.
At this moment, Uncle Mi finally stopped pretending.
All the conditions, words, and expressions he had shown before were just a guise to buy time.
Unfortunately, even after stalling for so long, no reinforcements arrived.
"Fine!"
"Then let's have a fight!"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Flying wheels shot out in all directions, centered around him, causing the space to tear apart.
A black and white light aura erupted from his body, enveloping him completely.
Attack magic treasures!
Defense magic treasures!
Not only that, he swallowed a pill directly, and his eyes instantly turned blood red.
With a gesture, a small tower spiraled out from his palm, smashing into the ground.
In the blink of an eye, it grew to thirty zhang tall, reaching from the earth to the sky, reducing half of the Mi Family Ancestral Land to dust.
Standing atop the tower, Uncle Mi roared:
"If you want my life, you will have to pay a price!"
(End of Chapter)
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