Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five.

Despite being alone, Ma Xianhong, with the five's near-perfect coordinated attack, held his own against them, unleashing a barrage of magical artifacts...

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P.S.: Goodnight and sweet dreams, godfathers. Wishing you all the best. See you tomorrow for the update!

Chapter 180 Ma Xianhong: Impossible! Absolutely impossible! (First Update)

Besides the white puppet that can use sword energy, grappling, and earth-walking immortal techniques, and the Crying Roar that can emit shockwaves in mid-air, there is also the Devouring Beast that can absorb the opponent's Qi, which is also a headache.

Not to mention that Ma Xianhong also has many protective magical artifacts on his body that can withstand attacks.

These precious magical artifacts would be highly sought-after items in the world of supernatural beings, yet they all appeared in Ma Xianhong's possession, demonstrating just how powerful the Divine Refinement Technique, one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills for efficiently crafting magical artifacts, truly is.

"His magical artifacts are such a hassle..."

After several rounds of combat, all the temporary workers present were amazed by the endless stream of magical artifacts that Ma Xianhong possessed. This was not only because Ma Xianhong had a large number of magical artifacts, but also because these artifacts were exquisitely crafted.

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At the same time, Ma Xianhong, who was surrounded by five temporary workers, was panting heavily when he gradually realized that something was wrong.

Ever since he fought these lunatics, he had felt an inexplicable sense of unease... The five men in front of him seemed to have victory in their grasp, and they fought with increasing ferocity, while he himself grew more and more uneasy after several rounds of combat.

Where does this unease come from?

Ma Xianhong glanced at the temporary workers in front of him and suddenly realized something.

That's the goal!

He had clashed with Chen Duo before and knew that Chen Duo's methods were indeed troublesome.

Although it's a tough situation, given the combat strength of these people, sending out two or three would be enough; this configuration is definitely not appropriate.

That's right...

Their initial goal was not to come to Biyou Village just because they discovered Chen Duo!

They were prepared! They came specifically for Biyou Village.

At this moment, honest man Lao Ma finally understood everything.

This group of people wasn't after Chen Duo at all; they were after Ma Xianhong and Biyou Village!

Seeing the change in Ma Xianhong's expression, Hei Guan was the first to notice and asked:

"What's wrong? Village Chief Ma, why do you look so upset?"

"You five, you came here for Biyou Village from the very beginning, didn't you?"

Faced with Ma Xianhong's questioning, Hei Guan no longer hid anything and silently made the shape of the number "seven" with his left hand.

"It's not five, Village Chief Ma, it's seven."

"Seven?" Upon hearing this number, Ma Xianhong frowned slightly.

"Yes, seven... Besides us, there's your god-uncle Zhang Chulan, and the guest you invited, Zhou Fengliu..."

"How about it, Village Chief Ma? Is this setup enough to deal with your Biyou Village?" Hei Guan asked Ma Xianhong.

"You... are despicable!"

Old Ma, this honest man, was now filled with deep regret. Damn it, where are the good people in this world?

Zhang Chulan!

Zhou Fengliu!

They're all lying to him, this kind-hearted man who lost his memory but still treated him with complete sincerity!

"This is nothing; the most despicable things are yet to come."

The clarinet continued to irritate Ma Xianhong, and his tone changed as he continued:

"Village Chief Ma, there were originally seven of us, but now five of us are focusing all our efforts on you. Guess how many are left..."

“Brother Black Pipe, we can’t treat Village Chief Ma like a fool. Even a kid can figure this out.”

Before Ma Xianhong could answer, Qiu'er stepped forward and said that this was not right.

"Alright then, Village Chief Ma, guess what the remaining two are planning to do now?"

"..."

At this moment, Ma Xianhong had no time to pay attention to the two people's sarcastic remarks. The first thing that came to his mind was Zhang Chulan, who was waiting outside the cultivation furnace room.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I've already warned him! Unless he's really asking for trouble, there's absolutely no way he would try to sabotage my furnace!"

“Unless…unless it is…” Ma Xianhong said, his expression becoming increasingly panicked.

Unless Zhou Fengliu and Zhang Chulan go together to mess with his furnace...

It shouldn’t be.

Won't...

I let him eat, drink, and play for free for several days... Zhou Fengliu would never treat me like that!

Seeing that Ma Xianhong still didn't believe him, Qiu'er scratched his face and added seriously, "Village Chief Ma, didn't you say there were two people? Besides Zhang Chulan, isn't there Zhou Fengliu too?"

"Weren't you just asking me where Zhou Fengliu went? I'll tell you now, he went to the Body Cultivation Furnace to support Zhang Chulan."

Having received Qiu'er's definite confirmation, Ma Xianhong didn't hesitate for a moment and turned around to run quickly towards the cultivation furnace.

Wow, that's fast!

"Let's chase!"

Ma Xianhong ran, and a group of temporary workers chased after him to try to buy time for Zhou Fengliu and Zhang Chulan.

Seeing that everyone had gone far away, the two people hiding in the shadows exchanged a glance and then followed. Unlike the temporary workers' motives towards Biyou Village, these two had a very simple purpose...

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at the same time.

Zhang Chulan and Zhou Fengliu, who were on everyone's mind, were outside the cultivation furnace room.

At this moment, Zhang Chulan was lost in his memories.

He recalled asking Feng Baobao what the Old Farmer's Skill was after he came down from the Celestial Master's Mansion. At that time, Feng Baobao couldn't answer clearly either, and could only use a metaphor to explain that the Old Farmer's Skill was like raising a child by cultivating Qi in the Dantian...

When he heard about raising a baby in someone's belly, he exclaimed "Holy crap!" How could a man like him possibly raise a baby?

When he regained some of his senses, he realized that Feng Baobao's analogy was... incredibly apt.

He opened his eyes and found himself trapped in a huge quagmire, unable to move, only able to look around.

As far as the eye could see, he seemed to be inside a Qi infant, growing within the Qi infant's belly, and the Qi infant had a smile on its face, as if it had discovered something interesting.

This is...

What is this?

Zhang Chulan frowned, puzzled.

In the real world.

Zhou Fengliu didn't hold back when he saw Zhang Chulan, who was in his Nascent Soul stage and radiating golden light, rushing towards him. He swung a powerful punch at Zhang Chulan.

Unfortunately, he didn't draw it this time. Zhang Chulan, in his Nascent Soul state, reacted quickly and turned his head to dodge.

Zhang Chulan, who had dodged the attack, chuckled when he saw that Zhou Fengliu hadn't hit him. He then started dancing a Kun dance similar to the Iron Mountain Lean, mocking Zhou Fengliu for missing the hit.

"..." Zhou Fengliu.

Zhang Chulan in his Nascent Soul state... is so shameless.

How can this be a perfect combination of being despicable and shameless?

Zhou Fengliu sighed, then disappeared from his spot, appearing in front of Zhang Chulan at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye. With a "whoosh," he slapped the large fist at Zhang Chulan's still-smiling face.

The saying goes, "You can dodge the first day of the month, but you can't dodge the fifteenth."

Zhou Fengliu's slightly serious punch landed squarely on Zhang Chulan's face.

As the power was poured in, the golden light on Zhang Chulan, who was still leaning on the Iron Mountain, was suddenly dispersed. Due to inertia, he spun around for ten and a half seconds and flew out like a small spinning top.

Chapter 181 Old Zhou Cries for Lan? (Second Update)

Zhang Chulan flew away.

The mocking Kunwu was no longer there in front of Zhou Fengliu...

Seeing that Zhang Chulan in the distance had not stood up again, Zhou Fengliu looked at his palm and wondered if he had used too much force just now.

Did I accidentally beat Zhang Chulan to death?

Zhou Fengliu said that he originally wanted to hold back, but Zhang Chulan, who was in his Nascent Soul state, dodged it, so he had no choice but to slightly increase his strength.

If he accidentally knocks Zhang Chulan to death... then he'll be in big trouble.

Fortunately, his extremely scoundrel colleague was thick-skinned and tough; after lying on the ground for a while, he slowly got up.

Zhang Chulan moved his neck and felt a burning pain on his face again. He was a little confused about what had just happened.