"What use is it for you to merely like me? You still haven't said what you want to do, Fellow Daoist. If we happen to disagree, you might stop liking me, hehe." I sneered.
Chen Juezi laughed again and said, "You are precisely the Immortal cultivator this old man was looking for. But that alone won't do. My ill-gotten fortune isn't so easy to earn. Are you willing to wait a little longer for the other Immortal cultivators to arrive one after another? After all, this isn't a task for you alone."
"Not just me? Heh heh, then forgive me for not accompanying you. Who knows whether you're planning to gather enough people and swarm me to death? I have quite a few treasures on me, but I can't give you the chance to covet them." I spoke with a suspicious look on my face. During the handover earlier, I had of course handed over some treasures that could verify my identity. I had already refined a sword until it could be used in sword combat, enough to let him know that I was Luo Han.
"Hmph! Do we even need to surround you? With this old man's strength alone, I'll show you what's what!" Chen Juezi's face hardened. In an instant, he shot toward me at tremendous speed, green poisonous mist erupting from his body. His hands, twice the size of ordinary people's, lunged toward me!
I instantly drew Luo Han's Bloodchasing Sword and thrust straight at Chen Juezi's face. The sword's icy radiance was fierce, carrying an unstoppable momentum. Anyone could tell that even wearing battle armor, one might not withstand this strike. If the old man caught me, I would at worst lose a hand or a foot, but if my sword pierced him, his head would