Gou Zai Yao Wu Simulated Immortal

Lu Zhanhua's previous shrewd and charming demeanor vanished completely.

Li Qian looked at him, his heart unmoved.

I am a very simple person.

If you make a mistake, correct it.

If there are any lingering problems, then eliminate them.

Now that we know that failing to recognize people can lead to a loss of composure, we must eradicate this weakness completely.

that is it.

When Lü Zhanhua saw that Li Qian did not answer, her pretense of dignity finally crumbled.

He suddenly knelt down on the ground.

He crawled half a step on his knees, tears streaming down his face, his voice trembling: "Fellow Daoist Li! Spare me... spare me!"

"I was blinded by greed after eating lard!"

"You're so kind, please forgive me this time. I'll serve you like a slave from now on, and I'll never dare to have another evil thought..."

He spoke haltingly, his face streaked with snot and tears, his composure completely ruined.

"A mid-grade Tier 1 talisman master is more than qualified to be my sword slave!"

"We can't let him die too quickly."

Li Qian narrowed his eyes, and before he could finish speaking, he swayed.

In an instant, they were right in front of him, and with a wave of their hands, they struck twice.

Click!Click!

The sound of bones cracking rang out one after another.

Lu Zhanhua's arms were violently broken by the shock.

At that moment, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

With a puff of his throat and an open mouth, a purplish-blue talismanic light shot out from his mouth!

A first-tier superior talisman, the Soul-Locking Yin Flame Talisman.

Li Qian's smile was cold.

"really."

"You'll never be honest, even on your deathbed."

The yang energy and demonic energy within his body circulated abundantly.

The black bear demon form, wreathed in yang yang fire, vanished in a flash.

In the narrowest of circumstances, he managed to move horizontally by more than ten feet!

The talisman grazed past him and silently disappeared into an old tree behind him.

next moment.

The bark scorched without fire, and the entire old tree turned black inch by inch from the inside out. In just a few breaths, most of it withered and died.

Upon seeing this scene, the last trace of color drained from Lü Zhanhua's face.

Even this top-grade talisman, his trump card, failed to work, and he was truly desperate this time.

"you……!"

His lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something.

But Li Qian was no longer giving him a chance.

With a stomp of his foot, two more muffled thuds shattered his kneecaps.

"ah!!!"

That scream was piercing to the bone.

Lü Zhanhua's limbs were completely crippled.

Only its chest and abdomen were still convulsing violently in the mud, its eyes wide open as if they were about to burst out.

This time, unlike before, Li Qian did not burn everything to ashes with a single blow of Yang Yuan Demonic Fiend.

If Lü Liang dies too quickly and doesn't accumulate enough resentment towards himself, he will find it difficult to remain in the mortal realm.

It is also difficult to transform them into sword slaves through the Soul-Devouring Sword.

Lu Zhanhua knew that there was no way for him to survive today.

He stared intently at Li Qian, his teeth grinding together.

"Li Qian...you...you'll die a gruesome death sooner or later, your soul scattered and never to be reincarnated!"

These vicious curses sounded much better to Li Qian than his earlier pleas for mercy.

He leaned forward slightly.

Looking at Lü Zhanhua's face, contorted with pain and hatred, he said gently, "That's more like it."

"I love seeing you in this state of utter agony, yet unable to do anything about it."

The hatred in Lü Zhanhua's eyes intensified, almost to the point of bleeding.

Seeing that the time was right, Li Qian leisurely added the final blow: "Your lover Liu Yaoyan, and that Fairy Wanyu..."

As he spoke, his gaze swept lightly over the headless white-clad corpse beside him, and a smile played on his lips.

"I will visit them all later."

"rest assured."

"I will find them a 'good home' myself."

As soon as those words were spoken, Lü Zhanhua's unfocused pupils suddenly contracted.

Even on his deathbed, he could clearly understand the hidden meaning in those words.

The thought that Liu Yaoyan and Wanyu would follow in his footsteps, or even die a more tragic death, filled him with dread.

He let out a low, beast-like growl.

He's forcing himself to stay calm and waiting to be scolded again.

But Li Qian dislocated his jaw with a single palm strike, leaving him only able to utter indistinct barks.

Seeing this, a hint of satisfaction finally flashed across Li Qian's eyes.

well.

This is decent.

A dark light flashed and pierced straight to the center of his brow.

Lü Zhanhua's body stiffened abruptly.

A distorted and blurry soul was forcibly pulled out.

The black threads coiled upwards, like locks and chains, binding it tightly and dragging it into the sword.

Another undead sword slave has been added.

A breeze rustled through the trees, carrying away the stench of blood.

Li Qian took over the finishing touches.

These five people weren't any big shots, but they were definitely involved in shady dealings.

His wealth was far greater than that of ordinary Qi-cultivating cultivators.

All things considered, there were seven or eight low-grade magical artifacts in the storage bag.

Not all of them are necessarily useful, but they are all things that were bought with real money.

What satisfied Li Qian the most was Lü Zhanhua's green shuttle.

He had been showing off this item, but now it was in his own hands.

It really is a matter of timing and fate.

In addition, he also took a low-grade Sumeru ring from Lü Zhanhua.

The body of the monk was covered in gray, and not particularly noticeable.

There's also a layer of spiritual energy protection; we'll have to wait until we're back in a safe area to learn more about it.

Those who do good often suffer poverty, while those who do evil tend to be rich and noble.

That's true.

Li Qian sighed inwardly.

He had worked hard to hunt demons and deal in demon materials, and the spirit stones he obtained were hard-earned; he estimated that he only had a little over seventy or eighty spirit stones in total.

This time, he killed five people, and even made more money than he had done before.

If we include all the magical artifacts, talismans, flying shuttles, and Sumeru rings in front of us...

The spoils of this trip have exceeded one hundred low-grade spirit stones.

This is considered a windfall during the Qi Refining stage.

However, since the artifact was obtained illegally, it cannot be sold hastily.

Most of them had appeared in the market.

No one can say for sure whether someone with a sharp eye will recognize it as someone's old item at a glance.

If they sell haphazardly, they might not even get their hands on the spirit stones yet.

Then they were targeted by people with ulterior motives.

"A fall into a pit, a gain in your wit."

Li Qian stroked the Sumeru Ring, having already made up his mind.

It would be best to switch to another market and sell off your holdings little by little.

It's better to sell slowly than to cause new trouble by being too hasty.

In this battle, all five cultivators were killed.

Apart from Lü Zhanhua, the other four did not harbor any resentment and thus could not become complete sword slaves.

However, they all left behind a clump of remnant soul fragments.

After a moment's thought, Li Qian fed all four remnant souls to Lü Zhanhua.

This fellow is skilled in talismanic arts; if we can quickly restore his remnant soul to a more lucid state...

He could fully utilize his talisman-making skills and market experience, and from then on, he could generate more talismans from talismans and more money from money.

A single talisman inheritance is worth at least twenty or thirty spirit stones.

He also felt a surge of anticipation.

……

When we arrived at the thatched hut...

The sky was gradually turning westward, and the lake breeze rippled the water's surface like scales.

The giant carp was floating in the middle of the lake, breathing in and out spiritual energy.

Upon seeing Li Qian return, it spat out a string of bubbles as a reminder: "Fellow Daoist Li."

"Recently, people have been loitering around the lake."

"You should be careful when you go to the market these days."

Upon hearing this, Li Qian immediately bowed and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Senior Li."

He muttered to himself.

"That old carp was silent before, why did it suddenly start saying a few words?"

"Is the person lingering by the lake connected to Lü Zhanhua's gang?"

"But now Lü Zhanhua is dead."

"Could it be that he's not the only group?"

In any case, this is a warning sign.

From now on, we must be more cautious in everything we do.

After exchanging a few more polite words with Da Li, Li Qian went straight back to the cellar.