Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

The four people did not speak, but looked at each other, seemingly hesitant.

Taking advantage of this moment, Lin Yuan discreetly observed the four people below.

His gaze paused slightly when it swept over the token at the leader's waist.

Invincible Gate?

Then his gaze shifted to the dagger in the man's hand.

It really was the dagger he had forged.

Lin Yuan thought to himself.

"A broken dagger? You think we care? Since you insist on recycling this trash, so be it." The leader had a full beard and spoke with a truly arrogant and domineering manner.

The henchman beside him seemed somewhat reluctant and called out, "Brother Chen..."

He was extremely adept at using this dagger. Didn't he say before that he would only use the dagger to extort spirit stones, and that the dagger would still be his in the end?

"Shut up." Brother Chen winked at his underling.

Brother Chen's voice quickly continued, "You can have the dagger, but... shouldn't you also pay back the spirit stones you owe?"

As he spoke, his gaze shifted from Lin Yuan to Boss Qian.

Their primary objective in coming here was to obtain the spirit stones; as for the dagger...

The thought of this made him feel irritable.

In the past, they wouldn't have needed to go through all this trouble.

Just grab it.

But now a new sect leader has taken over.

The first rule I set was: don't mess with the wrong people.

The second rule is not to mess with people who seem intimidating.

Their previous business of robbery has thus changed direction.

Brother Chen's gaze fell on Lin Yuan's seemingly calm face, and he couldn't quite figure out what kind of person the other was.

According to the information he had gathered in the past few days, Baibaozhai was just a privately owned shop.

There's no powerful backing behind them.

There weren't any powerful cultivators in the shop.

This guy... shouldn't be a threat.

Mr. Qian has been in business for many years and has seen all kinds of customers.

Like Brother Chen, he understood their intentions after just a few words.

It was just to extort money from him.

If Lin Xiushi wasn't there at the moment, he would just consider it a loss to avoid further trouble.

but......

Lin Xiushi's intervention this time was clearly not intended to let the other party get what they wanted.

Boss Qian straightened his chest and coughed twice. "This guest, we will naturally compensate you for the spirit stones that are owed to us."

"It's not something we should compensate, and we really can't compensate the customers for it."

Chen understood what he meant and immediately glared fiercely at Boss Qian. "What, you trying to renege on your debt?"

"It's not that I'm trying to renege on my debt, it's just..." Although Boss Qian knew exactly what Brother Chen and his group were up to, he didn't know where to begin with their slander.

"But shouldn't you explain to us first?" Lin Yuan picked up the conversation, looking at Brother Chen unhurriedly, "Why is a low-grade magic weapon still so intact after releasing spiritual energy?"

Upon hearing this, Brother Chen couldn't help but shift his gaze to the dagger in his hand.

Its entire body gleamed with a faint bluish light, and its surface was engraved with exquisite runes. The blade was as thin as a cicada's wing and incredibly sharp.

The dagger was intact no matter how you looked at it.

Brother Chen couldn't explain the reason.

In this case...

He stopped talking.

After thinking it over, he poured spiritual power into the dagger.

He then threw it in the direction of Lin Yuan.

"Get them!" Chen's fierce voice then rang out to the three men behind him.

In front of Boss Qian's eyes were a menacing dagger, and behind him were vicious thugs.

A mix of emotions welled up inside me, with panic being the strongest.

Then, Lin Yuan unfolded his spirit fan and gently waved it outwards.

A sudden gust of wind arose.

The dagger that was meant to stab him was abruptly redirected.

With lightning speed, it pierced through the chests of the three cultivators in succession.

Then the three of them fell straight to the ground.

Blood kept flowing from his mouth.

He died with his eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace.