Lu Ping Helps the Zhao Household Clear Its Debts

Lu Ping felt that if he even glanced at Little A, it would be disrespectful to his identity as a transmigrator.

It is an insult to Master Wuming.

Lu Ping chose B.

[You chose B.]

[Wuming softly murmured a Buddhist chant.]

[The next moment, he raised the golden bowl and smashed it directly at the gray-robed old servant.]

[The gray-clad old servant swept his black wooden staff, sending Wuming's golden alms bowl flying backward.]

[Wuming, however, remained fearless and took a step forward, pointing a finger at the old servant's heart.]

[In the very first exchange of blows, you also raised your hand and flicked it.]

[Twenty-five Low-Grade Spirit Stones were scattered out.]

[The Spirit Stones struck Zhao Mingchuan and his four Guards in the chest, shoulders, and wrist guards.]

[I'm the Client, this agreement is effective.]

[Anyone hit by your money will suffer ten times more damage, but the damage they inflict on you will be reduced tenfold.]

[The four Guards paused simultaneously.]

[They looked down at the Spirit Stones that had rolled off their bodies, a single absurd thought remaining in their minds.]

[Sprinkling money before a battle of wits?]

[Has this Rogue Cultivator gone mad?]

[At the same time, the Flying Knife shot out, skimming behind the Spirit Stone.]

[Each Flying Knife was coated with Spirit-Eroding Powder and Mind-Erasing Powder.]

[The first Guard had barely raised his sword when the Flying Knife was already embedded in his throat.]

[The second Guard turned to retreat, Fire-Separation Finger pierced his back.]

[The third Guard released Talisman; before the talisman's flame could fully form, the Fire Crow swooped forward, turning into sparks.]

[The fourth Guard, terrified, managed to utter only one word, "Young Master...", as your Fire-Separation Finger has been completed.]

[All four Foundation Establishment Late Stage Guards have fallen.]

[Zhao Mingchuan stared at the four corpses on the ground, his arm frozen in mid-air.]

[But the next moment, the astonishment on his face was suppressed by anger.]

"Good, very good."

[Zhao Mingchuan glanced down at the blood splattered on his clothes, his eyes turning completely cold.]

"A Rogue Cultivator dared to kill my Guard."

"Do you know who I am?"

Instead of retreating, he took a step forward.

[The Zhao-Character Jade Token bearing the character "Zhao" at his waist lit up, and a layer of cyan light enveloped his body.]

[Then, he shattered a Jade Talisman, and three sword shadows hovered in front of him.]

"You think you can run into me by killing a few Guards?"

[Zhao Mingchuan looked up at you, his voice carrying a condescending sarcasm.]

"The direct descendants of the Zhao Household have never relied on Guard to survive."

"You could have had a proper burial, but alas, you didn't know how to cherish it."

"After you die, I will extract your soul and hang it at the entrance of the Zhao family's alchemy room."

"Let all Rogue Cultivators know that not just anyone can touch the Zhao Household's possessions."

[Three sword shadows slashed out simultaneously.]

[You raised your hand and unleashed a Fire-Separation Finger strike, shattering the first sword shadow.]

[The Flying Knife pierced through the gap in the second sword shadow and embedded itself in the cyan light barrier, instantly spreading the Spirit-Eroding Powder.]

[The third sword strike reached you but was blocked by the Black Tortoise Shield.]

[Zhao Mingchuan's cold smile vanished instantly, replaced by astonishment.]

[You ignored Zhao Mingchuan's changing emotions and unleashed a Fire-Separation Finger strike.]

[The jade pendant on Zhao Mingchuan's body exploded, blocking an attack for him.]

He staggered back three steps, and the second jade pendant at his waist cracked.

[Your heart bleeds. These jade pendants were clearly your spoils of war, and Zhao Mingchuan, that spendthrift, has wasted them all.]

[On Wuming's side, the golden bowl has once again been smashed towards the gray-robed old servant.]

[The old servant in gray now held a short mace, which he struck at the golden bowl.]

The golden bowl flew backwards again.

[Wuming took half a step back, the pebbles beneath his feet sinking into the ground.]

"Fellow Daoist, this old benefactor is not easy to send away."

[You raised your hand and tossed out another handful of Spirit Stones.]

"Then add more money."

Wuming hearing this, Wuming nearly choked, and his men panicked, allowing the old servant in gray to catch his breath.

[The old servant in gray finally spoke.]

"Young Master, let's go."

[Zhao Mingchuan didn't leave, but instead took out the Golden Core Talisman and crushed it.]

[A large, blue hand reached out from the Talisman and pressed down on you.]

[The Golden Core's oppressive power descended, dispersing the yellow mist.]

[A tension appeared on Wuming's face for the first time.]

He slammed the golden bowl to the ground, blocking your path half a step.

[Your expression remained unchanged.]

[It's just Golden Core level Talisman; you've seen them before.]

[A whole wisp of Mind-Erasing Powder exploded upon encountering the large cyan hand.]

[The Golden Core Talisman Mind-Erasing Powder, causing the giant hand to pause on the spot.]

[Use this moment to strike Zhao Mingchuan through the chest with your Fire-Separation Finger.]

[Zhao Mingchuan looked down at the charred hole in his chest.]

[He didn't even finish his threatening words before he collapsed.]

[The old servant in gray, seeing Zhao Mingchuan fall to the ground, was thrown into turmoil.]

[Seizing this moment, Wuming struck him in the chest from below with the golden bowl.]

[You simultaneously released five Low-Grade Spirit Stones.]

[The Spirit Stone struck the gray-robed old servant in the shoulder, abdomen, and knee.]

[I'm the Client, this agreement is effective.]

[You simultaneously unleash Fire-Separation Finger strike with one hand and throw Flying Knife with the other, the Flying Knife following the Fire-Separation Finger.]

[The gray-robed old servant swung his short mace, shattering your Fire-Separation Finger technique, and then smashed over a dozen Flying Knives, but couldn't stop the Mind-Erasing Powder entering your body.]

He took two steps back and knelt on one knee.

[Wuming raised the golden alms bowl, which shone brightly, and smashed it down on the head of the old servant in gray.]

The old servant in gray robes skimmed across the ground, flying backwards several feet, never to rise again.

[Wuming retrieved the golden alms bowl, then looked down at the corpses of the Zhao Household scattered on the ground.]

["Amitabha."]

[You walk over and collect the Storage Bag.]

"Master, are you feeling reluctant to do it?"

[Wuming bent down and picked up Storage Bag belonging to a Zhao Household Guard, his movements practiced and familiar.]

"The Mingwang's Wrath, fellow Daoist, haven't you heard of it?"

[Ah?]

[Look at Wuming along the way; he earnestly performed rituals to help wronged souls find peace. You'd think he was just a pedantic person.]

[Wuming glanced at your astonished expression, then swiftly slipped the Storage Bag into his sleeve.]

"This humble monk is helping them cleanse themselves of their karmic fire."

[This monk's character is indeed very strong, and his strength is also somewhat flexible, comparable to yours, Lu.]

[You take stock of the Zhao Household's spoils.]

[In Zhao Mingchuan's Storage Ring, there were three Red Fang Spirit Fruits, two portions of Qi-Congealing Golden Marrow, and half a bottle of Soft Cloud Flower Nectar.]

[The auxiliary ingredients for Yellow Fang Pill are almost complete.]

[In addition, there were approximately ten thousand Spirit Stones and dozens of Law Artifacts.]

[Wuming looked at the valuables displayed on the stone and remained silent for a long time.]

"The Zhao Household has been robbing all the way."

[You put away the medicinal herbs; the Spirit Stones and Law Artifacts will be split equally between the two of you.]

"So we just helped them clear their debts."

[Wuming nodded.]

["Good."]

[You continue upstream along the Soul-Severing Stream; the stream grows narrower and the yellow mist thins.]

The Fire Crow landed on the stone wall ahead.

[There was a half-rotted corpse sitting beside a cracked stone platform.]

[The skeleton was pale gold in color, and there was a hole in the chest.]

[Inside the crack, grew a Golden-Pattern Yellow Fang Ganoderma.]

[The cap is pale yellow with fine gold veins along the edge.]

[As you approach, the corpse suddenly raises its head, and fragments of its Divine Sense emerge from between its bones.]

The corpse stood up.

[The Golden Bowl of Wuming immediately flew out.]

"Golden Core Corpse Fiend!"

[Options pop up.]

[A: Immediately grab the medicine, get the Golden-Pattern Yellow Fang Ganoderma, and run.]

[B: First kill the Corpse King, then gather herbs, and then refine elixirs on the spot.]

[C: Discuss the organ donation process with the Corpse King, and strive for peaceful harvesting.]