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

The sound of gongs and drums filled the air, and banners fluttered in the breeze.

Two descendants of ghosts and gods exited through the back gate of the mansion, entered the alley, and shouted loudly:

"The Flower-Sprinkling Master of No. 95 Mansion needs all the ghosts and monsters to gather materials for him."

"Anyone who doesn't help with the collection will surely incur the master's wrath."

They shouted and yelled, but the creatures in the alley paid no attention and ignored them completely.

The two descendants of the demons exchanged a glance, gritted their teeth, and lashed out with their whips at a monster gnawing on bones: "You dog, these bones are only for extracting bone essence. Who gave you permission to eat them?"

The ghost looked bewildered and aggrieved: "But if I don't eat bones, I'll starve to death."

Snapped!

He was whipped: "You'll just starve to death, but you absolutely cannot delay Master Sahua's collection of materials."

"Besides, you're going to die sooner or later, so why worry about whether you die a few years earlier or a few years later?"

The ghost scratched its head, seemingly finding a reason.

only.....

Click!

It swallowed the bone whole, stretched its neck, rolled its eyes, and then swallowed the bone again: "You're right."

"But I think it's always better to live one more day!"

"As for the Flower-Sprinkling Master? I don't know him!"

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The two descendants of the demons whipped it relentlessly until it spat out its own bones before stopping: "You dog, you make a living in the alley of Master Sprinkling Flowers' house, and you don't even recognize Master Sprinkling Flowers?"

"court death!"

Pfft!

They slaughtered the monster in public, then patted the treasure bag, releasing a plume of black smoke, and dismantled the monster's flesh, bones, and soul, storing them separately.

Upon seeing this, the other ghosts immediately became murderous: "Outsiders, how dare you kill our people in this alley?"

"court death!"

"The Flower-Sprinkling Master? Heh, in this alley, let alone the Flower-Sprinkling Master, even ghosts and gods would have to leave one leg unattended before they could leave."

"Brothers, let's go and kill them!"

Whoosh!

A horde of ghosts roared in from all directions, rushing towards the two descendants of the gods and demons.

The two descendants of the gods and demons exchanged a glance; one frantically waved a banner, while the other banged on a gong and drum.

Whoosh!

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Banners fluttered, sweeping away ghosts and monsters, dismantling them into raw materials; gongs and drums roared, and visible shockwaves swept through, separating the souls and flesh of many ghosts and monsters.

Before the soul and flesh could reunite, the magic bag unleashed its power, sweeping away both the flesh and soul.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The two ghosts and spirits moved forward to the beat of the drums.

The further you go, the darker it gets.

The back gate of a large mansion opened, and countless ghosts poured out.

They are scattered like insects in the seemingly endless alleyways.

Inside a clay pot on the wall of a certain alley:

Zhao Hongyi was directing a group of strong young men and beautiful young women to build a mansion.

She casts fireballs to act as the sun, and releases cold light to act as the moon.

She also ground up flesh, blood, and excrement to make soil, and planted all sorts of exotic flowers, herbs, and green plants to decorate the courtyard inside the earthenware pot.

"This place may be terrible, but if I work hard, I can still enjoy the things that can only be enjoyed in the real world."

"My house is seventy or eighty times bigger than when I first came here a few years ago."

"Now, it has been further developed with energy veins, spiritual veins, and earth veins."

"We will continue to expand and refine my theory of the Purple Mansion, providing experience for the future development of the Purple Mansion."

"If I achieve my Purple Mansion in the future, this place will surely make a great contribution."

As she pondered, she smiled.

However, at that moment, the earthenware pot was opened, and a ghost rushed in, crying out, "Grandma, disaster has struck! Disaster has struck!"

"Two madmen, shouting slogans like 'Master of Scattering Flowers,' fought their way through the enemy lines."

"They've gone mad; they want all the ghosts to gather materials for them."

"Those who disobey, they kill."

"There's complete chaos outside."

"Oh, right, some of the big shots in the alley want to invite me to a meeting to discuss how to deal with that flower-sprinkling old man."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hongyi's lips twitched slightly, but she smiled and said, "Go tell them that I'll pack my things and be there right away."

"Yes, sir!"

The ghost left happily.

Zhao Hongyi turned and went outside. She chanted a spell over the earthenware jar, and in the next instant, the many earthenware jars on the wall shrank and turned into a white bottle in her hand.

Holding the bottle in one hand, she moved with light, graceful steps, transforming into a wisp of black smoke as she raced towards the outskirts of the city.

"A bunch of idiots, trying to take on the Flower-Scattering Taoist?"

"Heh, do you really think you're more powerful than ghosts and gods?"

"The strange attack unleashed by the Flower-Scattering Taoist destroyed a third of the city!"

"How do you have the courage and audacity to stop us?"

"You're not afraid of death, but I am."

"I need to escape, escape City 95!"

"No, I want to leave the 95th ring road. I want to go to the 94th or 96th ring road."

"In short, I'm never coming to the 95th Ring Road again in my life."

Thinking of this, she ran even faster.

Dark alleyway:

The two descendants of the demons were blocked by a group of cloaked creatures.

"Gentlemen, we don't know any 'Master Sprinkling Flowers' and we don't want to work for him."

"Go back to where you came from!"

"Don't make things difficult for us!"

The two descendants of ghosts and gods sneered, "It's not that we're making things difficult for you, it's that you're making things difficult for our master!"

A cloaked being sneered: "How did we make things difficult for him?"

The two descendants of the demons and gods recounted their work on collecting materials and refining magical artifacts.

Upon hearing this, the cloaked creatures flew into a rage: "Do you know how many creatures live in this alley?"

"Do you know how much flesh and bone they need to eat every day to feed them?"

"They want us to hand over these things? They're going to starve us!"

The two descendants of the demons sneered: "Tighten your belts, eat more dirt and tree bark and you'll survive. You won't starve to death at all."

"If you're really hungry, you can go to other cities to make a living. Why stay in City 95?"

"And...we're monsters, for crying out loud."

"We can survive without eating flesh and blood, without gnawing on big bones!"

"Moreover, we have also investigated: before the Flower-Sprinkling Master collected magical treasures and resources, the ghosts and monsters in the alley consumed a huge amount of flesh and blood every day."

"However... the consumption at that time was only one-tenth of what it is now."

"But ever since Master Sahua started collecting materials, the consumption in your alley has increased tenfold."

"Gentlemen, you're bullying Master Sahua!"

"How could one not be angry after showing such kindness to the master?"

The many cloaked beings sneered: "It's not that we're bullying him."

"He lives in a big mansion, but he still needs permission from us local bullies to do anything."

"It's fine if he's allowed to act arrogantly in the mansion without our permission, but don't even think about letting his arrogance spread into the alley."

He only had two ways to gather materials:

First: Purchase from other cities.

Second: They can source from us.

"We will absolutely not allow him to refine it himself."

Upon hearing this, the two descendants of the ghosts and gods shook their heads repeatedly: "If it were any other ghosts and gods, perhaps we would submit to you, but Lord Scattering Flowers will never agree."

The cloaked creatures sneered, "If you don't agree, then don't gather resources!"

"Ten days, at most ten days, we will make sure he doesn't find a single bone or piece of flesh."