You Are Called Changming

"..."

Aside from Li Xin, who was still unconscious, Qi Jianzhu and the others were stunned.

They had been worried about what would happen to them next.

They felt that killing them to silence them was unlikely, as they had all teleported directly from the Huayang Sect's teleportation array, and True Person Lingyang knew they were there to cause trouble for Wang Li.

But now, with Wang Li suddenly blurting that out, they suddenly realized that these two people from the Profound Heaven Sect seemed completely unreasonable and couldn't be judged by normal standards.

If that was the case, others might not kill them to silence them, but this person might.

"Fellow Daoist, what did you say your name was again?" Wang Li asked, having successfully stopped Qi Jianzhu, after a moment's thought.

More frost flaked off Qi Jianzhu's face. He hesitated, "Qi... Jianzhu."

"Jian Zhu, sounds like Pig?" Wang Li frowned, shaking his head. "Remember, from now on, you will call yourself Qi Kai in front of me."

"Qi Kai?" A chill ran through Qi Jianzhu. He had no idea what the other party was thinking.

"You?" Wang Li's gaze fell on Yang Mei, who was closer to him on the left.

Yang Mei and Shen Suzhen, these two female cultivators, had only suffered some impact from the power of the talismans, their True Essence in their Sea of Qi temporarily frozen. They looked disheveled, but their normal movements were unimpeded.

Sensing Wang Li looking at her, Yang Mei trembled, "I..."

"I recognize you. You don't need to worry about what your name was before," but to everyone's surprise, Wang Li waved his hand impatiently. "From now on, you will be called Desheng in front of me."

"Qi Kai... Desheng... Qi Kai De Sheng?" It was only now that He Lingxiu, who had been watching quietly from a distance, finally understood Wang Li's train of thought.

Qi Jianzhu and Yang Mei looked completely bewildered.

Wang Li lowered his head slightly and pondered seriously, "Then for the others, should I call them Yi Lu Shun Feng... or Da Ji Da Li... or... forget it, let's call them Shun Xin Ru Yi."

"You will be called Ruyi in front of me from now on." He made up his mind, reached out and pointed at Shen Suzhen, saying this, then pointed at Shen Yu, who was still clutching his abdomen, gasping for breath, "You will be called Shun Xin."

"Qi Kai De Sheng, Shun Xin Ru Yi." Wang Li had given four auspicious names in a row, and felt a sense of satisfaction and intoxication.

"Then... then what about him?" Qi Jianzhu's voice rang out.

He looked at Xu Xin, who was lying unconscious on the ground.

He was their senior brother, and he had taken the lead in begging True Person Lingyang to activate the teleportation array to send them here. Now, he was afraid that Wang Li's thinking was too eccentric and that he might find Xu Xin redundant and kill him. If that happened, he wouldn't be able to bear the responsibility even if he returned.

"Him?"

Wang Li glanced at Xu Xin without any hesitation. "He'll be called Changming."

Qi Jianzhu inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

He had a feeling that Wang Li didn't seem to have any intention of killing them.

Although this request to change their names in front of him from now on was indeed bizarre, and he didn't know if it was the other party's unique way of humiliating them, it seemed not entirely unacceptable compared to being stifled and killed here.

By now, he had time to recall everything that had happened. He felt that the power of the other party's spells wasn't that great, but their methods of concealing their aura and confusing perception were truly difficult to deal with. Most importantly, the speed at which the other party cast their spells was truly astonishing.

Although he had been confident in his cultivation realm before and had completely disregarded Wang Li, he wasn't foolish. Although he felt stifled now, he had become clear-headed. The other party must be a cultivator who had truly experienced many dangerous battles.

"Since it's a sparring match, it's quite normal for Qi Refining stage cultivators like us to consume some magic tools and accidentally drop things." Wang Li, having finished giving names to the five people, felt that his luck had increased. He looked at Qi Jianzhu with a great mood and asked with a smile, "Did you guys drop anything? If you dropped quite a bit, then I won't make things difficult for you, and you can leave."

"..."

Qi Jianzhu and the others were speechless.

How could they not understand the implication?

Except for Xu Xin, who was unconscious, Shen Yu and the others all looked expectantly at Qi Jianzhu.

It was clear that they wouldn't be able to get away without paying some tribute now.

But how much they should pay, they hoped Qi Jianzhu could make the decision.

After all, although they didn't bring much spirit sand with them, they had prepared to cause trouble for Wang Li, so they had brought quite a few artifacts and magic tools. If they had to leave all their artifacts behind, it would be very difficult to explain when they returned to the Huayang Sect.

Qi Jianzhu felt like crying.

If he had to make the decision for this kind of thing again, he would be the most unlucky if there was any punishment.

"Fellow Daoist Wang... Wang Bihui."

He looked at Wang Li, feeling that there might still be room for negotiation. He gathered his courage and asked, "Fellow Daoist, how much do you think it's normal for us to drop in a place like this?"

"Oh?" Wang Li immediately gave him a look of approval for his quick thinking. "You can drop half of your spirit sand. Consumable magic tools should definitely be used up here. As for artifacts, they shouldn't be dropped."

Qi Jianzhu, Shen Yu, and the others were all shocked and overjoyed to hear this.

"But of course, that includes what he has on him." Just then, Wang Li pointed at the unconscious Xu Xin. "Even though he's unconscious, his belongings should still be dropped."

"That's natural." Qi Jianzhu was greatly relieved. If his body wasn't paralyzed and he could still move, he would have immediately taken out Xu Xin's artifacts and half of his spirit sand.

Wang Li smiled and bowed to Shen Suzhen and Yang Mei, the two female cultivators. "Then I'll trouble fellow Daoists Desheng and Ruyi to help pick up the dropped spirit sand and magic tools."

These two female cultivators from the Huayang Sect looked at Wang Li and finally reacted. They lowered their heads. Facing such a bizarre cultivator, they didn't even dare to think about deliberately taking less spirit sand and magic tools.

They silently collected half of the spirit sand and consumable magic tools from the five people, packed them into a spirit sand bag and a magic tool pouch respectively, and handed them to Wang Li.

"In that case, fellow Daoists Qi Kai De Sheng, Shun Xin Ru Yi, and Changming, we bid farewell!"

Wang Li took the two bags of items and, without any pause, his body was thrown across the river with a gust of wind.

As his voice still echoed on this side of the riverbank, his figure had already vanished. However, several talismans were activated among these five people.

Qi Jianzhu and the others were startled. Just as the thought crossed their minds, 'Is this person going to attack us again?', the power unleashed by these talismans surged towards them like a gentle spring breeze and nourishing rain.

These several different auras rippled outwards. Not only did the True Essence on Qi Jianzhu and the others begin to flow, but even Xu Xin, who was lying unconscious on the ground, had his Blood Essence start circulating, and he slowly woke up.

Qi Jianzhu looked towards where Wang Li's figure had disappeared with a deeply complex expression. His feelings could be described as a mixture of all flavors.

Xu Xin woke up and had no idea what had happened. He asked blankly, "What happened? That Wang..."

"Shut up!"

As soon as they heard him utter the name "Wang," Qi Jianzhu and the others reacted instantly and shouted in unison, "Remember from now on, when you see him, you must address him as fellow Daoist Wang Bihui! Remember, your name is Changming!"

Xu Xin's eyes widened in disbelief.

He felt that it was possible he had suffered a heavy blow to the head, and his spiritual sense was also damaged at this moment.