Immortality: Starting with Plundering the Talents of Monsters

The heat wave, mixed with wisps of Meridian Sword Qi, resembled the rolling lava erupting from a volcano.

A chill ran down his spine and from the soles of his feet, suddenly spreading throughout his entire body. The fat cultivator's hair stood on end, and he was instantly frozen in place, unable to move.

Taking this blow head-on would really kill you!

Large beads of cold sweat trickled down the obese monk's cheeks and dripped onto the ground, his pupils suddenly dilating.

"How dare he make a move right here in a talisman shop!"

Under the intense threat of death, the obese monk was terrified and managed to take a step to the side with great difficulty.

The heat wave, mixed with the energy of the Meridian Sword, surged and undulated in the air, constantly approaching.

puff.

A cold glint flashed.

A scorching heatwave swept over the obese cultivator's body, while fine, dense meridian sword energy pierced his skin, exploding deep, bone-revealing holes.

Blood splattered everywhere, the obese cultivator bled profusely, yet it was not fatal.

"what!"

The obese monk felt as if he had been pierced by thousands of sharp knives. The intense pain caused him to collapse to the ground, crying out in alarm.

"Master Xu, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Mo pressed forward, veins bulging on his hands as if they might burst from under his skin at any moment.

Clench your fist.

He slammed a punch hard into the fat monk's head.

Click!

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and intense pain swept over the obese cultivator. The words he was about to utter were abruptly cut off, and he collapsed once again.

He collapsed to the ground, wailing in pain.

"Everyone, do not be afraid."

This fellow Daoist, without distinguishing right from wrong, went to my talisman shop to frame me, attempting to ruin my reputation!

Xu Mo shook his hand, which was a little sore from using too much force, and gave a warm smile.

"As an ordinary talisman master who is not good at fighting and combat, I had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure to fight back and defend my own rights."

As long as you all behave yourselves, I will certainly not attack you.

Ordinary and unremarkable, not good at fighting or killing...

You're telling me this is what's called being bad at fighting and killing?

Also, where is the "plain and unremarkable" part?

Seeing Xu Mo's ruthless side, everyone present felt a slight chill.

Xu Mo ignored the thoughts of the people in the talisman shop, squatted down, grabbed the fat cultivator, and asked:

"Who sent you? Was it the Treasure Pavilion across the street?"

"I...I can't say, it wasn't Jane..."

Faced with Xu Mo's gloomy face, the obese cultivator felt both apprehensive about his employer and afraid of Xu Mo.

Even after being beaten so badly by Xu Mo, he still stammered and dared not tell the truth.

"Alright, I have plenty of ways to get you to talk."

"Fellow Daoists, please wait a moment, I'll be right back."

Xu Mo's lips curled into a cruel smile, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, as he dragged the obese cultivator out of the talisman shop.

Once outside the talisman shop, the obese cultivator felt safe and became arrogant.

"Master Xu has been running a talisman shop in Liuyun Market for some time now, and I believe you know that this market is guarded by cultivators from the Zhou family."

boom!

Without uttering a single word, Xu Mo pressed the obese cultivator's head down with his large hand and slammed it hard onto the ground.

The skull shattered, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

"I naturally have ways to avoid the Zhou family cultivators."

Xu Mo replied casually, then dragged the obese cultivator in a familiar direction.

"Hmph, this Xu Mo is truly arrogant to the extreme."

Across from the talisman shop, in front of the Treasure Pavilion, stood a middle-aged cultivator dressed in a brocade robe.

It was none other than the manager of the Treasure Pavilion.

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Dragging the obese cultivator through twists and turns, Xu Mo returned to this place he knew very well.

Slum area.

In Liuyun Market, there's probably no place that the cultivators guarding the market would care about.

It's just shantytowns left.

The life of a rogue cultivator born in a shantytown is only slightly better than that of a wandering rogue cultivator.

They weren't quite like rootless duckweed, but they were still from the bottom of the cultivation world and weren't well-liked.

It didn't create much value for Liuyun Market, so naturally it wasn't worth the cultivators guarding the market checking on it frequently.

In addition, this place is quite a distance from the city center of Liuyunfang.

It's a pretty good place for "interrogation".

"Do you know that I could have killed you right there in the talisman shop?"

But considering that you have someone behind you, and that we might be able to pry something out of you, we held back.

Upon arriving at the unguarded shantytown, Xu Mo dropped his disguise, unleashing the full power of his sixth-level Qi Refining aura.

A terrifying spiritual pressure, sharp as a sword and scorching as the sun, descended upon the obese cultivator.

"Don't waste any more time, are you going to tell me or not?"

Under the dual pressure of the obese cultivator's terrifying spiritual pressure and the Meridian Sword Intent, his flesh and blood seemed to be constantly torn apart, causing him unbearable pain.

"If you don't tell me, I'll give you a quick death."

The words had barely left his lips when the Gengjin Cold Iron Sword was suddenly drawn and slashed downwards. One of the obese cultivator's fingers was severed.

"Ah, I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"

"It was the Treasure Pavilion across from your talisman shop that offered me a large sum of money and gave me this inferior talisman, so that I could come to your shop and frame you."

The five fingers are connected to the heart.

If even one of them is cut off, it will be extremely painful.

At this moment, after experiencing excruciating pain, the obese monk finally revealed the truth.

"Especially the manager of that Treasure Pavilion, he specifically asked me to come during this time of high foot traffic so that I could destroy your talisman shop in one fell swoop."

Xu Mo secretly memorized the obese cultivator's words, then asked in a deep voice:

"Do you know that long-faced cultivator with the pointed chin who caused trouble and tried to lower the price at my talisman shop before?"

"Were they also sent by the Treasure Pavilion?"

"I know him, he... was also sent by the manager of Treasure Pavilion."

Seeing Xu Mo's face grow increasingly gloomy, a sharp, piercing light kept flashing from his eyes.

The obese monk's voice trembled, barely audible.

"It was all instigated by the manager of Zhenbaolou. If you want to find him, go find him."

The obese monk swallowed hard, his throat bobbing, and pleaded:

"Master Xu, I know I was wrong, please forgive me."

"I...I can go with you to the Treasure Pavilion and testify for you, confronting the manager of the Treasure Pavilion in court."

Xu Mo shook his head.

"No need, it's enough that I know."

Xu Mo's coldness softened slightly, and his sharp aura also diminished.

The terrifying spiritual pressure dissipated.

But at that moment, Xu Mo sensed two extremely powerful auras approaching him.

"Oh no, it's the cultivators from the Zhou family guarding Liuyun Market."

How could they have come here at this time!