This is a cultivation game, but its operation is terrible.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, what do you mean by this?"

Jiang Liu's heart tightened, and he turned around, frowning.

Li Dongze was also taken aback. They were fine during the meal, but they turned on each other after the meal?

Is this a trap to catch a turtle in a jar?

"Fuck you!"

Li Dongze was both shocked and angry, and also a little scared. He took out his phone to make a call: "Wang Hui, what are you doing? I'm calling my dad!"

"Wait, wait, wait! It's a misunderstanding!"

Boss Wang quickly stopped him: "Nephew, there's no need to inform Brother Li about this. I just wanted to have a chat with Brother Jiang some more."

"Call me Young Master!"

"Call me Fellow Daoist!"

I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!

Mr. Wang cursed inwardly, stood up, walked around the table, and said, "Young Brother Jiang, I'm giving the chairman of Dize Group face by hosting a banquet to settle yesterday's conflict."

"But, young brother, it seems you're not giving me any face. I've already prepared a banquet, and you're offering me spiritual artifacts and refusing to recruit me. This makes me lose face."

Jiang Liu: "......"

He understood; Boss Wang had said before dinner that the matter was settled in order to recruit him.

But he refused the offer, so the settlement we agreed on before the meal doesn't count anymore, right?

This guy's a real old bastard!

"Mr. Wang, what do you want?"

Jiang Liu countered with a question.

"It wasn't a big deal to begin with, but it's gotten to the point where it's even reached Brother Li's family. This whole thing is really putting me in a difficult position."

As he spoke, Boss Wang cracked his neck, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Jiang Liu, and said, "We're all cultivators, so we need to keep up with the times. The arena isn't open yet, so how about we have a real-world competition?"

"Don't worry, Brother Jiang, we'll stop here."

This was a plan he had made long ago. Regardless of whether Jiang Liu agreed to his offer, he was going to teach Jiang Liu a lesson.

It was such a trivial matter that the chairman of Dize Group called. He was still thinking about how a forced sale could have resulted in a death, but after checking, he found out that it was actually a poor student who knew the son of the Dize Group.

Damn it, I, the owner of a chain of bathhouses spanning three provinces, have had my reputation shattered by two kids?

How will I face people if word gets out?

He can't afford to offend the Dize Group, but that doesn't mean he can swallow this insult. He can't use dirty tricks, but surely he can give them a good beating?

Aren't you always holding a magic weapon and calling others "fellow Daoist"?

If you've become so obsessed with cultivating immortality that your head is all muddled, then you might as well get a beating.

As Mr. Wang thought this, his aura, representing the fifth level of Qi Refining, suddenly burst forth, pressing down on Jiang Liu like an invisible mountain.

"Qi Refining Level 5?!"

Li Dongze felt suffocated by the oppressive aura, his face changed drastically, and his hand holding the phone trembled. He opened his mouth and cursed, "Wang Hui, you're over 30 years old, arguing with a high school student, have you no shame!"

"I'll call my dad right now!"

Boss Wang glanced at Li Dongze and said in a flat tone, "Nephew, I'm giving your father face, so stop showing off in front of me, okay?"

"Hello!"

Li Dongze was trembling with anger. When had anyone ever dared to speak to him like that? He immediately opened his contacts and was about to call his father.

But before he could dial, a hand pressed the button.

"There's no need to trouble Uncle Li with such a small matter."

Jiang Liu stopped Li Dongze from calling for backup, smiled at Boss Wang, and said in a very bright smile, "Fellow Daoist Wang, are you going to fight me?"

He was really amused; he thought something was going to happen, but it turned out to be a one-on-one fight.

He had just been humiliated by the senior brother who had gone from level 1 to 10, and then he was hit by the paper doll in one go. He was feeling depressed when someone came to deliver something to his door.

Perfect, this will help me regain my confidence!

"Come on, this is my first battle after cultivating immortality, let's exchange ideas."

Boss Wang pushed the dining table aside, shifted his body, and a large magical sword appeared in his hand.

"You don't have a magic weapon like a broadsword, and you don't have a pistol... A pistol is fine, but you don't have a submachine gun or a Gatling gun, right?"

Jiang Liu asked Boss Wang.

"No, what's wrong?"

Mr. Wang was puzzled.

"That's good."

Jiang Liu nodded, switched to the Immortal Cultivation Era, opened the character panel, and clicked [Synchronize].

In an instant.

The spiritual energy within the entire private room trembled, and the aura of the eighth level of Qi Refining surpassed that of the surrounding area!

Jiang Liu's aura suddenly changed drastically. He was wearing a flowing fish robe over an elven robe, holding the Rising Sun Sword in his hand, carrying the Cloud-Soaring Wings on his back, and wearing a Stone Spirit Crown, a Spirit Rhinoceros Pendant, a Spirit Communication Jade, and a Body-Binding Ring on his head...

"I'm at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and I have eight magical artifacts. What do you have to fight me with!"

Jiang Liu was in high spirits, his voice loud, as if he wanted to vent all the anger he had suffered in the era of cultivation.

Come on, if you can't beat the plot, you can at least beat me?

Chapter 29 Passing the Level: Senior Brother of Lingyun Sect

Jiang Liu, who is 1.8 meters tall, has two-meter-long white wings on his back, wears light blue fashion, holds a fiery red longsword in his hand, and wears a gray-white crown on his head. His decorations are even more dazzling than QQ avatars. If you knew he was a cultivator, you would think he was cosplaying.

This gesture, synchronized with reality, stunned everyone in the private room, their eyes filled with astonishment as they looked at Jiang Liu.

What did he say?

Eight magical artifacts, eight levels of Qi Refining?

It even has wings! Is it about to take off?

Li Dongze stood right next to him, watching Jiang Liu transform into a dashing figure. This cool appearance had a great impact on his young mind.

Holy crap, why is my little brother so awesome?!

My family has been collecting spirit stones like crazy, and nearly half of them have been used to raise me. But I've only managed to reach the fourth level of Qi Refining and acquire four magic artifacts.

His cultivation level was lower than Jiang Liu's, his equipment was worse than Jiang Liu's, and his spiritual root was also inferior to Jiang Liu's.

Which of us is the rich kid?

He was incredibly envious, finally experiencing the same feeling Jiang Liu had when he used to show off his expensive gear in other games.

I'm so jealous I could explode!

Li Dongze was jealous, while Boss Wang was startled. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he looked at Jiang Liu's magical artifacts and then at the large knife in his hand. He instantly realized that he might have acted impulsively.

I'm almost forty years old, why should I argue with young people?

One-on-one duel, and the first battle after cultivating immortality? Isn't that shameful?

What era are we living in that we're still fighting and killing? Even in the era of cultivation, we still have to abide by the law!

Wang Hui, Wang Hui, how come you're getting more and more eccentric as you get older?

Boss Wang's expression shifted between light and dark, showing his ability to be flexible and adaptable. After briefly comparing the strength of both sides, he decisively burst into a hearty laugh: "Hahahaha, just kidding. Private fighting is illegal. Fellow Daoist Jiang, you should really study the law."

"This sparkly outfit looks really good on you, Fellow Daoist Jiang. Would you like to be the spokesperson for my bathhouse?"

He now understood why Jiang Liu had asked him if he had a submachine gun or a Gatling gun; it turned out he wasn't afraid of melee weapons at all.

He doesn't even have a pistol, let alone a submachine gun or Gatling gun!

"I'd rather not do endorsements. I'm not as good-looking as Peng Yanzu, and I know that much about myself."

Seeing that Boss Wang had backed down, Jiang Liu didn't immediately withdraw his magical artifact and aura. Instead, he asked, "Is it illegal to splash paint on someone else's door?"

"Of course!"

Boss Wang raised his voice and said righteously, "I personally abhor any illegal behavior. Fellow Daoist Jiang, there's no need for further words. The thug who splashed paint on your door has already turned himself in and will be locked up for at least a month!"

"Those three people who disturbed your elderly relatives, I'll make them copy the Eight Honors and Eight Shames a thousand times and post it on Douyin!"

"very good."

Jiang Liu nodded in satisfaction upon seeing Boss Wang's statement, withdrew his oppressive aura, and silently took out his Qiankun bag, putting the wings, magic robes, and other items inside.

Damn, this is so troublesome. Can't you just uninstall it with one click?

"Well... Mr. Wang, can we go now?"

Jiang Liu took off his gear, pointed to the door, and the burly man in the suit blocking the door moved aside.

"That's enough, that's enough. Want to play a little longer?"

Boss Wang chuckled dryly, pulled out two room cards from his pocket and handed them over, a suggestive expression on his face: "Fellow Daoist Jiang and Young Master Li have come all this way, why don't you go upstairs and sit for a couple of days? I've just signed a few new female cultivators, how about you two help me test their skills?"

hiss......

Jiang Liu gasped, a sense of excitement stirring within him.

Sitting for two days, a few female practitioners, testing the waters...

He was a little confused by all the sweet talk.

When he turned to look at Li Dongze again, his eyes were practically glowing with greed. He was staring intently at the two room cards, his hand twitching as if he wanted to take them but didn't dare.

No, we already owe the Li family a favor, so how can we corrupt their innocent second generation?

How am I supposed to see Uncle Li now?

"Never mind, we still need to go back to school."

Jiang Liu waved his hand, resolutely turned around and left, his steps slightly unsteady as he departed the private room.