Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

Wu Yong felt it wasn't worth it.

This is twenty strands of star essence, worth two hundred million Qingfu!

Is it really necessary to spend so much money on a contact method?

Wang Quan smiled and said, "Alright!"

He pushed the box aside and added the other party's contact information.

"Tell me, you came to see me for more than just this!"

The intelligence officer nodded, "That's right, we've taken on two commissions specifically to see you, Brother Dao."

Wang Quan's heart skipped a beat: "What commission?"

The intelligence officer quickly explained, "First, the [Alien Eye Alliance]. The creature you just attacked was a high-ranking member of the [Alien Eye Alliance]."

"The other party wants to bow down and apologize, offer some money, and beg for mercy!"

Wang Quan chuckled: "Using evil or abnormal things as high-ranking officials? This organization is no good!"

"Tell them that this is not something to be discussed."

"I either kill that eyeball, or they kill me; there's no other choice."

The intelligence agents took a deep breath and smiled: "Brother Dao, when will this cycle of revenge end?"

"As far as we know, you only met that hunchbacked monk once!"

"Furthermore, you helped him curse their opponents for several days. Although you didn't kill them, you severely weakened them!"

"What you have done has already done right by that hunchbacked monk."

Wang Quan nodded: "Yes!"

"But... I'm a man of my word: if I said I'd kill him, I meant I'd kill him!"

"And I have a feeling that I'll get some special benefits from killing him!"

The intelligence agents remained silent.

"They can give you dozens, or even hundreds, of essences."

Wang Quan shook his head: "What I need, the essence cannot be bought!"

The intelligence agents exchanged glances, nodded, and said, "Okay, we understand!"

"I just want my thoughts to be clear!"

"Then we won't take this order!"

Wang Quan nodded.

They continued, "The second list is for—Fellow Daoist Puzhao."

"This Puzhao said that he did not deal with that hunchbacked monk, nor did he plot against you."

"He was truly caught in the crossfire this time!"

"He's willing to give you a third of his assets as a beggar's forgiveness!"

Wang Quan shook his head: "I'm not sure if he's telling the truth or not!"

"And I don't even have the energy to tell the difference between real and fake!"

"So...you know what I mean!"

Several intelligence agents were dejected: "Fellow Daoist, can't we really let him go?"

Wang Quan shook his head: "If you had come before I cursed him to death, I might have let him go!"

"Now that the curse has begun, if I release him, will you be able to stop him in time when he seeks revenge?"

Several intelligence agents sighed, "Well, it seems we've failed again!"

Wang Quan shook his head: "You're just too late!"

"Go back now. If you need anything in the future, just contact me directly, or you can find Wu Yong!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Yong's heart raced. For a moment, he was overwhelmed with mixed feelings and didn't know what to say.

He knew that the king was taking care of him because of their past study of Taoist scriptures together.

"Thank you very much, Brother Hua!"

Wu Yong bowed deeply and said, "If I had..."

Wang Quan smiled: "No need to mention the past; if you work hard in the future, it won't be long before you reach my level!"

Wu Yong smiled wryly and shook his head inwardly.

He felt that he would never be able to do it in his lifetime; in fact, he feared that he would never have the chance to act as a go-between for the royal family again.

Because this man matured too quickly.

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The intelligence agent who was aware of the situation took Wu Yong away.

Once they were far from Linjiang Mountain, they immediately contacted the cultivators of the [Alliance of Strange Eyes] and quickly relayed Wang Quan's reply.

Underground Palace:

Upon receiving the message, a group of cultivators from the [Alien Eye Alliance] were immediately enraged: "Heh, they actually want to fight us to the bitter end?"

"We backed down not out of fear, but out of a desire to keep a low profile!"

"He's mistaking our low profile for weakness? Ridiculous!"

"Want to kill the tentacle-like vertical eye? Hah, even if you give him another thousand years, he still won't be able to kill it."

They have been studying tentacled, vertical-eyed creatures for thousands of years, trying many methods, but none of them can kill them.

Now, a Qi Refining Realm cultivator claims he can kill the Tentacle Vertical Eye?

Haha, isn't this a joke?

However, when Tentacle Eye heard this news, his heart sank.

Holy crap!

Who says I can't die?

That's because your methods are inadequate; you can't truly harm my core.

Now, Wang Quan, the Flower-Scattering Taoist, is damaging my very foundation with every spear attack!

If you don't do something about it, I'm really going to get beaten to death.

However, he couldn't say such things. If he did, these bastards would collude with the Flower-Scattering Taoist to threaten him, and he would never be able to turn his life around.

But if left unattended... it will kill your eyeballs!

The tentacle, with its vertical eye and bared teeth, said, "Everyone, although I can withstand his attacks indefinitely..."

"But wouldn't it be embarrassing if outsiders found out?"

One of the female monks exclaimed in surprise, "Outsiders won't know you've been hurt!"

"Of course, you won't be ashamed!"

The tentacle-like, vertical-eyed creature remained silent for a moment: "But if I scream in pain, and the people outside and the anomalies hear it, it will shake the morale of the troops!"

Several female cultivators laughed and comforted her, "It's alright, we'll tell everyone later that you're practicing sonic spells, so it's normal for the sound to be a little harsh."

"If all else fails, we can install some soundproofing devices to seal this place off. Then you can shout yourself hoarse and they still won't hear you."

"In this way, you both release your pain and maintain your dignity!"

"A win-win situation!"

The tentacles with vertical eyes seem to want to curse.

If he could, he would also like to eat people.

Is this even human language?

Instead of trying to help me solve the problem, you're using this method to cover it up.

Are you even human? Don't you have any compassion?

At that moment, he couldn't hold back his tears.

Even as he looked up at a 45-degree angle, tears were still dripping down his face.

Some cultivators who witnessed this scene were stunned.

On the contrary, several female cultivators smiled with relief: "Look at them, they're so moved they're crying!"

"It seems that Yan Yan also thinks we are doing the right thing."

"Then, bring over some soundproofing artifacts later, so Yanyan can have some dignity!"

A cultivator nearby timidly asked, "Everyone, are you sure you haven't been corrupted by this eyeball?"

"I feel that these eyes are filled with sadness and tears, not with emotion."

The tentacle with its vertical eye tried to nod vigorously in praise, but it turned out it had no head.

Left with no other choice, he frantically waved his tentacles to indicate his approval.

In response, the female cultivators sneered: "The magical artifacts on our bodies are never removed, so they won't be contaminated."

"Besides, look at him, he's waving his hand to indicate his refusal!"

One of the monks muttered, "Its gesture means it approves!"

The female monk sneered, "No, he's refusing!"

"No one knows Eye's tentacles better than me!"

One monk retorted, "I've dissected and studied them for over a decade. Do you think you know more about them than I do?"

The female monk nodded: "Yes, I've used it before."

Many cultivators gasped and instinctively took a few steps back.

The other female cultivators also exchanged glances, then casually leaned closer to her, saying, "Sister, tell me in detail."

The female nun's lips curled up, and she was about to speak.

The tentacle-like eyeballs emitted a shrill cry: "Don't you dare say it!"

At the same time, several female cultivators suddenly began chanting Taoist incantations and spells, instantly taking control of the female cultivator who had used the tentacles.