Dark Immortal Cultivation

"Make way, all of you make way!"

Just as everyone was discussing this, a rough voice suddenly rang out in the alley.

Three men parted the crowd and walked over swaggeringly.

Upon seeing these men dressed in the same clothes, those who had just been indignant and venting their discontent immediately shut their mouths and showed signs of unease.

Because the person who came was a member of the Loyalty Society!

The leader was a burly man who swept his imposing gaze around the room and said in a deep voice, "I am Wang Biao. From now on, I will be in charge of collecting all the rent and fees for this alley!"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

No one expected that Li Shen's successor would arrive so quickly.

Moreover, judging from the other party's tone, the fees that Li Shen had previously collected may actually need to be paid again!

A young cultivator couldn't help but ask, "Brother Biao, Brother Shen already collected our rent and fees the day before yesterday. What should we do about this?"

"What?! What do we do?!"

Wang Biao replied impatiently, "Li Shen was killed by the robbers, he's gone. You say you took him, what proof do you have?"

"As long as you produce the receipt, you don't need to pay anymore; otherwise..."

He snorted twice, a fierce glint in his eyes: "Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

certificate?

As soon as Wang Biao finished speaking, the group of cultivators who had previously paid the fees immediately erupted in uproar.

"A receipt? What receipt?"

"Isn't this asking the impossible?"

"Where are we supposed to find the proof?"

The residents of this alley mostly rent houses under the name of the Loyalty Society, paying rent and fees every three or six months.

Previously, when paying related fees, there were no receipts or any other documentation whatsoever.

Everyone is already used to it, so why would they bother to keep evidence?

If someone like Li Shen were to ask for a receipt, it would most likely be seen as a provocation and would cause trouble for the other party.

As Li Shen's successor, Wang Biao couldn't possibly be unaware of this.

His current statement clearly indicates his intention to shift the blame.

How can anyone accept this!

The cultivators, in particular, who had spent all their savings to pay the fees, were so angry that their faces turned red and they became extremely agitated.

The two gang members brought by Wang Biao were startled and immediately put their hands on their storage bags, preparing for battle.

Wang Biao, who had angered everyone, not only refused to back down but also glared at them and shouted angrily, "Are you trying to rebel? If you don't want to stay, get out! Not a penny less in rent and fees. I'll give you three days to prepare!"

While he was shouting, he exuded a hint of ferocity.

At the same time, it revealed his own cultivation level.

Qi Refining Level 3!

Many people were immediately stunned.

In fact, Wang Biao's cultivation level wasn't that high. If a fight broke out, the tenants present could easily devour him alive.

But Wang Biao was a representative of the Loyalty Society.

The leader of this gang is a cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining!

Most importantly, despite their anger, the tenants are essentially a mob.

"Fine, I'll get out!"

But the young cultivator was unconvinced: "At worst, we can go to the eastern part, to Qingsang Village, to Qianhe Village—those places have better rules than here!"

After saying that, he angrily turned and left.

The people living here are all low-level cultivators. They keep most of their belongings in their storage bags, so they can leave whenever they want without even packing.

At most, we'll lose some worthless bedding, firewood, and the like.

Who cares?

His impulsive act, however, inspired other tenants to have the same idea.

People who are used to living in one place are generally unwilling to move easily.

But this Loyalty Society is untrustworthy, making everyone pay fees repeatedly, which is practically driving people to their deaths.

It would be better to change to another area or a different business district.

There are hundreds of camps on the outermost edge of Luoshan City, so there are actually many choices.

How much worse can it get?

They looked at each other, their eyes darting around.

Although Wang Biao had a violent temper, he was not a brainless person. Upon seeing this situation, he immediately realized that he had been too hasty.

He glared fiercely at the departing monk and made a gesture.

A member of the Loyalty Society nodded and immediately followed.

This scene, witnessed by the tenants, sent chills down their spines.

Everyone knows that the one who stuck his neck out just now offended Wang Biao and got himself into trouble!

The next moment, Wang Biao looked sharply at the surrounding tenants and asked with a stern face, "Is anyone else leaving?"

Everyone avoided his gaze so as not to offend this member of the Loyalty Society.

You can leave whenever you want; there's no need to confront the other party directly.

Wang Biao waited for a moment.

Seeing that no one had left, his expression softened, and he said, "I know everyone has it tough. How about this, I'll go back and ask the head of the association. Perhaps we can give you an extension of one or two months to pay. That wouldn't be impossible."

With the preceding comparisons, this statement becomes easier to accept.

While the tenants hesitated, a cultivator put on a smile, bowed to Wang Biao, and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Biao!"

With him taking the lead, others, even if unwilling, had no choice but to express their gratitude.

To avoid being targeted by Wang Biao again.

A mocking glint flashed in Wang Biao's eyes, then he waved his hand and said, "Everyone, disperse."

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at Zhang Qing standing in front of the door, a strange look in his eyes.

Then turned and left.

Zhang Qing, who had been observing from the sidelines, keenly noticed Wang Biao's gaze.

A thought struck him.

Earlier, Zhang Qing had sensed that his predecessor was likely involved in something.

The appearance of that fox cultivator from the Hehuan Sect, along with the malice shown towards him by Xu Wu, Li Shen, and others, clearly indicates that things are not simple.

However, Zhang Qing was unable to find the truth in his predecessor's memories.

Now another one, Wang Biao, has arrived.

It seems there's something to it.

This made him consider moving.

The question is, does moving to a different location guarantee greater safety?

Zhang Qing had absolutely no confidence!

For a low-level cultivator like him, unable to leave the Luoshan City area, if some big trouble comes his way, he can't escape it even if he wants to.

The only way out is to improve our own combat capabilities!

With enough strength, they could wipe out the entire Loyalty Society, let alone Wang Biao.

Zhang Qing couldn't help but clench his fist, his eagerness for the items in the ruins growing stronger.

Just as the neighbors had dispersed and he was about to close the door, a middle-aged cultivator suddenly approached and said, "Brother Zhang, can we have a chat?"

Zhang Qing was stunned for a moment.

The cultivator's name was Gao Qiang. He lived in the same alley as him, and their houses were only twenty or thirty steps apart.

The original owner had met Gao Qiang by chance on ordinary days, and they were only nodding acquaintances.

They had never interacted with each other.

He couldn't help but wonder what the other person wanted to talk to him about.

After a moment's hesitation, Zhang Qing nodded: "Uncle Gao, please come in."

Gao Qiang was not only much older than him, but also had a higher cultivation level, making him quite prestigious among the tenants.

But Zhang Qing would never regard the other party as a kind person.

Because the only good person in this alley has turned to ashes and is buried deep underground!