Staying In The World Of Cultivation

Chapter 23: After killing someone, it's time to run away.

Su Fan closed his stall and left the market.

During this period, he didn't plan on setting up a stall and wanted to see how things would develop first.

Su Fan always felt that Qiankun Society wouldn't have any good intentions.

His thoughts were right. In just a few days, someone came to his door.

Su Fan opened the door and found several people outside who were talisman masters from the market.

The leader of the group was named Fei Tong, a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator. He had a deep understanding of talismans and had some reputation in the market.

"What brings you all here..." Su Fan asked.

Fei Tong bowed and said, "Master Fan, we came here today to discuss something with Fellow Daoist."

Su Fan quickly invited them into the house.

After listening to Fei Tong and the others' explanation, he understood the whole situation.

Qiankun Society manipulated the prices of talismans in the market, and the talisman masters were initially quite happy about it.

As the talisman masters raised the prices of talismans, the shops in the market followed suit, causing dissatisfaction among independent cultivators.

However, the talisman masters were only happy for two days before they were informed that Qiankun Society would purchase a batch of talismans from them every month at only 70% of the original price.

If they wanted to set up stalls in the market, they had to accept this condition, otherwise they wouldn't be allowed to operate in the market.

How could the talisman masters in the market accept such exploitation? So Fei Tong took the lead in preparing to collectively boycott the market.

They also planned to organize and file a complaint with Azure Mystery Sect about the wrongdoing of Qiankun Society.

"Master Fan, tomorrow all the talisman masters in the market will gather at my house to discuss how to resist the wrongdoing of Qiankun Society. I hope Fellow Daoist can attend on time," Fei Tong said.

Su Fan thought for a moment and said, "Alright, I will definitely come tomorrow."

After giving some instructions, Fei Tong and the others bid farewell and left.

Watching their figures disappear, Su Fan shook his head.

Qiankun Society had indeed gone too far and offended all the talisman masters in the market. This would surely provoke public anger.

He had to go tomorrow because he still needed to mix in the market in the future. If he didn't participate at this time, his reputation in the market would be ruined.

The next day, Su Fan arrived at Fei Tong's house.

He saw a crowd of people gathered at the door, including many talisman masters and several disciples from Azure Mystery Sect.

Su Fan frowned, feeling a sense of unease in his heart.

Just as he walked over, several talisman masters who knew him surrounded him.

"Last night, Fei Tong's family was killed. The law enforcement team of Azure Mystery Sect determined that it was the work of bandit cultivators."

"I'm sure it was done by Qiankun Society. How could such a coincidence happen..."

"Yes, we will go to Azure Mystery Sect later to demand an explanation..."

"If Azure Mystery Sect doesn't give us an explanation, we will boycott the market..."

Everyone's faces were filled with grief and indignation as they passionately expressed their grievances against Qiankun Society.

Su Fan's face darkened. This matter was definitely related to Qiankun Society.

He didn't expect Qiankun Society to be so ruthless, actually slaughtering Fei Tong's entire family.

This was clearly a warning to others.

At this time, going to Azure Mystery Sect to demand an explanation would probably be useless.

The disciples responsible for managing the market must have received many benefits from Qiankun Society. How could they possibly speak up for the talisman masters?

Moreover, there must be talisman masters in the market who had been bought off by Qiankun Society.

Don't be fooled by the passionate appearance of these talisman masters. In a few days, they would all be taken down by Qiankun Society.

After standing in front of Fei Tong's house for a while, he made an excuse and left.

Su Fan is not prepared to participate in the following matters.

Qian Kun Society has no bottom line in doing things, and who knows what trouble they might cause.

I won't go to the market to set up a stall anymore. I can just sell the talismans to the shops. It may earn less, but they were all acquired at a low price anyway.

I can't afford to provoke you, but I can definitely avoid you.

For the next month, Su Fan hardly went out.

He stayed at home every day, practicing and drawing talismans.

Ye Tianhe would occasionally come over, and they would have a drink at noon and practice swordsmanship in the courtyard in the afternoon.

Practicing swordsmanship with the sword maniac, his swordsmanship improved really quickly.

And being away from the hustle and bustle of the market, Su Fan's talisman-making skills advanced by leaps and bounds.

Now he has mastered the production of more than a dozen Low Grade talismans proficiently, and the success rate is not low.

Because the supply of Middle Grade talismans is extremely abundant, Su Fan didn't even think about making a profit from Low Grade talismans.

Now that he no longer sets up a stall, he regularly sends the Low Grade talismans he accumulated before to the shops in the market.

Although the profit is less, it saves time and effort.

Su Fan has already started studying Middle Grade talismans and is diligently practicing on rice paper, making good progress.

Anyway, he's quite comfortable during this period.

He lives a carefree and leisurely life.

Su Fan feels like he finally has a bit of the appearance of a cultivator.

One day, he got up early, finished practicing the Primordial Origin Technique, and was about to make breakfast when he heard someone knocking on the door.

Su Fan went to the courtyard, opened the door, and saw several people standing outside.

Each of them had a fierce look and didn't seem like good people.

Su Fan frowned and clasped his hands, "Who are you..."

The leader was a Qi Refining fifth level cultivator, with a rough appearance, a stubble on his face, and a fierce look in his eyes.

He pushed Su Fan aside and entered the courtyard, looking around, then turned to look at Su Fan.

"You're a talisman master, right?"

As soon as Su Fan heard this, he guessed the other party's identity. They must be from the Qian Kun Society.

Damn it, they've come to bully me.

"Yes, I am..."

"I heard that you're good at making talismans. Why aren't you setting up a stall in the market?"

Upon hearing this, Su Fan immediately understood the other party's intention.

A trace of anger rose in his heart.

Whether I go or not is none of your business.

"I can only draw a few types of Low Grade talismans. I still have a long way to go in my skills."

The burly man sneered, "How come I heard that you used to sell Middle Grade talismans?"

Su Fan said with a bitter face, "I was selling them on behalf of a friend. He has left the market, so I lost my livelihood."

"We are from the Qian Kun Society. You must be able to draw Low Grade talismans. We'll take your talismans from now on."

"That won't do. The talismans I draw have already been reserved by a shop."

Before the burly man could reply, someone next to him glared.

"Why are you wasting words? If you don't want to make a living in the market..."

Su Fan took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

"This statement, I am just a broken talisman painter, relying on the market."

The burly man looked at the courtyard again and smiled, "We can talk about talismans later. I think your courtyard is nice. Do you have any plans to sell it?"

After hearing the burly man's words, several people beside him laughed.

A fire ignited in Su Fan's heart and couldn't be suppressed.

Damn it, I've tolerated you for a long time.

Not only did they come to provoke him, but they also coveted his house. How could he bear it?

Su Fan's face hardened and he waved his hand at them.

"I definitely won't sell my talismans, and I have no plans to sell the house. Please leave."

"You're looking for death..."

The people beside him immediately became angry and were about to rush forward, but they were stopped by the burly man.

He looked at Su Fan with a sinister gaze and bowed slightly.

"Since Fellow Daoist said so, we won't disturb you. Farewell..."

Watching the backs of the people, Su Fan sneered.

Not only did they want to buy his talismans at a low price, but they also wanted to take his house. How could they be so audacious?

Now, even if he wanted to endure, he couldn't. They not only wanted his wealth, but also his life.

Fei Tong had just been slaughtered, how could they let him go? Tonight wouldn't be peaceful.

Since you're looking for death, don't blame me for being ruthless.

He had killed people in the middle stage of Qi Refining before, and not just one.

It had only been a few days of peaceful living, and now he was being disturbed by these people.

It's so difficult to live in the world of cultivation.

Forget it, he shouldn't stay in Little Sun District anymore. After killing these people tonight, he would give up this house.

Change his identity and take the nearest flying boat to leave Little Sun Market.

Find a quiet place and cultivate in peace.

As for Ye Tianhe, he didn't even think about telling him about these trivial matters.

If he provoked the Demon Sect, he could find him.

But when it came to the Azure Mystery Sect, it was hard to say.

Although they got along well, why should a disciple of the Sword Sect stand up for him, a low-level Independent Cultivator?

It's better to part on good terms, consider it a good relationship.

Su Fan started packing his things and put the important items into his storage bag.

He also pasted a few "Parent-Child Warning Talismans" on the outer wall of the courtyard.

He looked up and glanced at the sky. It might rain tonight.

Night fell, and the wind was strong.

There was no bright moon and stars tonight, only a pitch-black sky.

The strong wind blew, rustling the leaves, and the dark clouds rolled like waves, making the air unusually heavy.

In the night sky, the rolling clouds covered everything, and lightning bolts flashed in the thick dark clouds, appearing and disappearing.

Crack!

A bolt of lightning tore through the pitch-black night, instantly dyeing the world white.

Su Fan sat cross-legged in the house, hearing the rumbling thunder and the sound of pouring rain.

With such heavy rain, these guys probably won't come tonight.

I won't wait anymore, I'll just sleep for a while.

But before he could lie down, the "Parent-Child Warning Symbol" on his waist suddenly became scorching hot.

Su Fan stood up, took out a "Vajra Symbol" and slapped it on himself.

Then he drew his sword, held his breath, and hid behind the door.

At this moment, there was lightning and thunder outside, and large raindrops poured down.

Several people wearing bamboo hats stood in the courtyard.

The leader was the strong man, who was a bandit cultivator and known for his cruelty and brutality. He was recruited by the head of the Qiankun Society.

During the day, he had set his eyes on Su Fan's courtyard.

Despite the pouring rain, he couldn't resist coming at night.

In his opinion, dealing with a Qi Refining third-level cultivator didn't require him to personally take action; he could easily take him down.

"Da Hu, go in and kill that kid for me..."

An independent cultivator behind him walked over with a sword.

He kicked open the door and rushed into the room.

Bang!!

A figure flew out of the room, over the heads of several people, and heavily fell under the courtyard wall.

Immediately after, someone rushed out of the house.

"Not good..."

The strong man retreated a few steps, patted his storage bag, and took out a long sword, a Law Weapon.

Swish!!

Before he could attack with his flying sword, the opponent had already slashed down with a sword.

Without thinking, the strong man picked up his long sword, a Law Weapon, and blocked it in front of him.

Bang!!

He only felt a tremendous force, and the long sword in his hand flew out.

His body was also shaken and flew up, landing with a loud thud in the courtyard.

Just as the strong man was about to get up, he saw the opponent's figure flash with electric light under his feet, and the person had already arrived in front of him.

With a flash of the sword, his head had already soared into the sky.

From Su Fan's appearance to beheading the strong man, it all happened in an instant.

The people next to them were stunned and didn't react until the strong man's head flew up, then they rushed forward with terror on their faces.

"Kill him, avenge the boss..."

Killing a Qi Refining fifth-level strong man, the remaining few Qi Refining initial-stage followers were not enough for him to kill.

Several sword lights flashed, and the courtyard was filled with severed limbs and arms.

Su Fan held the sword in both hands, standing in the roaring rain, panting heavily.

"Such lowly scum, dare to bully me..."

He walked to the side of the strong man, took off the storage bag from his waist, and then cleaned up the battlefield.

After killing people, it was time to run.

Su Fan took a final look at the familiar courtyard.

Such a nice house, what a pity.

Su Fan shook his head and turned around to leave the courtyard.

Suddenly, he noticed that there was a person standing on the courtyard wall, he didn't know when they had appeared.

(End of this chapter)