My path to immortality began with my posting to guard Dawancun.

Chapter 141 Making trouble
Two days passed in a flash.
Everything was peaceful and normal.

Since several other chambers of commerce also moved in one after another, and as news of the trading market in Dawan Village spread further, more and more cultivators from other places came, and Si Houqing and others' business became better and better.

There are many more than when only the Sanhe Chamber of Commerce had moved in.

This is perhaps what is known as the aggregation effect.

The arrival of numerous chambers of commerce brought a wide variety of goods, further increasing its appeal to other cultivators.

The increased foot traffic and bustling market have kept everyone so busy that they haven't had time to chat with Shen Changchuan lately.

However, at the same time,

The large number of people also made Dawan Village somewhat noisy.

It has added a lot of worldly atmosphere to the once quiet and peaceful mountain village.

However, Shen Changchuan didn't mind at all.

You can get three thousand spirit stones by acquiring a piece of land and renting it for a year.

With such a good thing, what else could he possibly complain about?

Three thousand spirit stones!

Many cultivators at the eighth or ninth level of Qi Refining probably accumulate about the same amount of wealth in their entire lives.

Farming is ultimately a dead end; it's much more lucrative to go into business.

Just as Shen Changchuan was considering whether to attract a few more chambers of commerce to set up shop and do business, and to earn spirit stone rent.

Loud shouts and noises came from outside.

problem occurs?
Shen Changchuan frowned slightly.
Stepping out of the hillside courtyard,

At the foot of the mountain, in front of the village, a large crowd had gathered.

"what happened?"

Shen Changchuan's heart sank. Why would someone cause trouble here?
at this time,

Han Jincheng, dressed in armor, hurriedly ran up from the foot of the mountain.

“Immortal Master, several cultivators at the foot of the mountain say they have a blood feud with the Three Blood Demons and want to grind their corpses on the flagpole to dust!”

"Those cultivators are in a very agitated state right now; the village guards probably won't be able to hold them off for long!"

Han Jincheng quickly reported.

"Go and see!"

Shen Changchuan's expression hardened slightly. Without saying much, he quickened his pace, his feet moving as if shrinking the earth to an inch, and his figure flashed several times as he swiftly walked down the mountain.

After a while,
Shen Changchuan arrived at the entrance of the village.

By this time, there were already at least seventy or eighty people scattered around watching the spectacle.

In the middle of the crowd, and in front of the flagpole where the corpses of the Three Blood Demons hung,
A figure with a white cloth strip tied around their head was kneeling on the ground, wailing loudly, covering their face and weeping bitterly.

The other two glared angrily at the nearly dried-out corpse of the Blood Slaughter Demons on the flagpole, their eyes burning with fury as if they wanted to burn the corpse to ashes!
And beside them

Some people with completely white hair stared at the corpses of the Three Blood Demons, their hands and feet trembling, and cried out that Heaven had eyes.

The expressions of the people in the room were all different.

But the same,

It was a raging fury directed at the corpses of the Blood Slaughtering Demons hanging on the flagpole!

Obviously,

These people were all enemies and aggrieved parties of the Blood Slaughtering Three Demons.

The crowd was highly emotional.
They vowed to grind the corpses of the three demons who slaughtered the blood to dust before they could vent their hatred!

The village guards maintaining order were pushed back step by step by the anger of those cultivators.

Of course,
Although these people were furious, they did not lose their reason.

Otherwise, with their power as cultivators, how could the village guards who maintain order possibly stop them?
However, if this continues unchecked, chaos is bound to erupt.

Just as Shen Changchuan was about to fly into the arena,
When preparing to prevent a conflict from occurring,
Someone stepped forward.

"Ahem, everyone, please be quiet. I am Nangong Cheng. Please hear me out!" The man was about thirty years old, dressed in a blue robe. His face was sallow, thin, and bloodless, with sunken eyes, but his brows still revealed an indomitable stubbornness.

His behavior still faintly reveals his former chivalrous spirit.

It naturally inspires a sense of conviction in people.

Shen Changchuan, who was preparing to enter the arena, also stopped.

"Gentlemen, I also have a blood feud with these three beasts."

"However, the Blood Slaughtering Three Demons were not captured by us, but by the owner of this place. Their corpses should belong to the owner of this place."

"The master of this place went to great lengths to kill these three beasts and avenge our blood feud. We did not contribute a single bit of our efforts, yet now we want to seize the master's spoils of war. Isn't this repaying kindness with enmity?"

"Please think it over!"

Having finished speaking,
Nangong Cheng bowed to the crowd in front of him.

Upon hearing this, the indignant people below calmed down somewhat.

The group looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

"Thank you for the reminder, Master Nangong. If you hadn't appeared and stopped us, we might have already made a grave mistake!"

"Such an ungrateful act is indeed unacceptable."

One of them clasped his hands in a gesture of respect towards the South Palace City and apologized.

Then, his eyes, filled with hatred, looked up at the mummified corpses on the flagpole, his eyes bloodshot, and he said bitterly:

"Even if it means going bankrupt, I will buy the remains of these three beasts from the owner of this place, grind their bones to dust, and avenge my entire family of three thousand!"

Several people around him,
They all echoed loudly in agreement.
The crowd was in high spirits.
Fortunately, they regained their senses and ultimately did not attempt to attack the village's defenses again.

"My fellow Taoists, your words are too kind."

At this time,

Shen Changchuan finally stepped out and entered the arena under the gaze of everyone.

He cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to the people around him.

"My name is Shen Changchuan, and I am the owner of this Dawan Village."

"I did not kill the Three Blood Demons; it was the work of a senior expert I invited."

"My friends, who are highly skilled, left after killing them, without saying anything about how to dispose of their corpses."

"At the time, Shen thought that their deaths might deter some people with ulterior motives, so he hung the three corpses here."

"As far as Shen is concerned, their purpose has been achieved. Since you all have a blood feud with these three, you may take them away yourselves without paying any price."

Shen Changchuan spoke frankly to everyone.

Admittedly,

Judging from the expressions and moods of these victims, the corpses of the Three Blood Demons should fetch a considerable price.

But that's unnecessary.

Not all money in this world needs to be earned.

He hung the corpses of the three demons of Blood Slaughter on the flagpole, which can be seen as an act of venting his anger.

However, if one were to manipulate the corpse and force a victim with a blood feud to purchase it with a large sum of spirit stones...

how to say,

This kind of behavior

It's not that it can't be done.

However, if a normal person had such a person around them, they would probably feel that it was best to avoid associating with them.

this world,

We haven't reached the level of money-driven modern civilization of our past lives.

Shen Changchuan has no need to waste his reputation on this.

(End of this chapter)