The One-Dollar Shop of the Cultivation World

There were over twenty enemies. Zhang Chuan shot and killed four, then quickly took down another three or five before being entangled.

Six or seven of them bypassed Zhang Chuan and headed straight for us.

Lu Yue shouted, "Don't be scared, Xiao Zhou, we'll protect you..."

Luo Zhou roared and charged forward.

He swung his bronze staff, aiming for the head of one of the attackers.

The man sneered and cursed, "You little brat, asking for death..."

He raised his shield to defend and simultaneously swung his saber.

But this one strike shattered the wooden shield with a crack.

The bronze staff continued its descent unimpeded, striking the man's chest. His ribs snapped, and he died in one blow.

Those nearby were shocked and shouted, "Careful, he's a warrior!"

"Dodge him, confuse him, don't fight him head-on..."

"Warriors can't fight for long..."

Luo Zhou ignored them. A water energy surged around him, forming a Vortex Guard for defense. Then, he swung his bronze staff, unleashing a furious barrage upon them.

He hadn't trained in combat techniques. His five body-refining arts were just for strengthening his physique, not for fighting.

But his strength was enough. Ten thousand jin of force, a courage that could not be withstood.

With the endurance of nine oxen and the Consecutive Swift Steps and Flying Pounce, his speed was not slow. He caught up to one, and with a single strike, sent their saber flying, their head bleeding profusely, brains splattering.

Someone threw darts, one of which embedded itself in Luo Zhou.

"Hit him..."

The Vortex Guard's water energy collapsed, transforming into a water blade that severed the attacker's left hand. He immediately let out screams of agony.

Luo Zhou approached and finished his screams with a single blow, killing him instantly.

In a chain reaction, Luo Zhou killed all four of the masked attackers one by one.

However, the masked men had also figured out Luo Zhou's strength. They circled him, moving with whistling speed.

They were all battle-hardened veterans and quickly identified Luo Zhou's weakness.

No matter how great his strength, it was useless if he couldn't land a hit.

Zhang Chuan roared from the other side, but his voice was no longer as loud as before, hoarse with injury.

Lu Yue and Cheng Yubo had already engaged the enemy.

Cheng Yubo took a saber to the face. His eyeball popped out, hanging on his cheek, a gruesome sight. Yet, he still fought desperately, not retreating an inch.

From the distant forest, a sudden roar erupted, like a thunderclap.

Flames surged!

Someone had used a talisman!

Cheng Wanli's voice echoed, "Dragon Fang Troop's Cheng Wanli, killed a sorcerer!"

The remaining masked men immediately scattered.

Zhang Chuan roared, picking up his bow and shooting them down one by one, leaving none alive.

Luo Zhou also pursued, sprinting continuously. He caught up to one and knocked him down with his staff.

Cheng Wanli emerged slowly, looking somewhat aged. Using talismans consumed his lifespan, and killing a sorcerer wasn't easy.

He laughed heartily and said, "Dream on if you want to kill us!"

With a thud, Zhang Chuan collapsed. He was covered in blood, both his enemies' and his own.

Luo Zhou also panted heavily, collapsing onto the ground, unable to even lift his bronze staff.

Only Lu Yue was unharmed. He quickly bandaged the wounds of Zhang Chuan and Cheng Yubo.

Cheng Wanli recovered and used his saber to decapitate all the enemies.

The Crocodile Dragon disguises were all removed. The traces were already showing, so there was no point in pretending anymore!

The heads were placed on the Crocodile Dragon.

The headless corpses were piled together. Cheng Wanli sprinkled a powder, and immediately the blood turned yellow. All the corpses slowly dissolved.

"Let's go, we're heading back!"

Cheng Yubo's eyeball had been removed, and he was blind in one eye. After bandaging it, he could still ride a horse, gritting his teeth.

Zhang Chuan could no longer move and lay on a cart, amidst the severed heads, with Cheng Wanli driving.

Twenty miles, and nothing else happened!

Along the way, they encountered other merchants and travelers, all of whom were shocked.

Many people gathered behind the cart, looking at the severed heads and discussing animatedly.

And the terrifying Crocodile Dragon further astonished them.

At the trading post outside the city, the merchant guilds were shocked.

This time, the other party didn't haggle at all, and the transaction was completed immediately.

Cheng Wanli called his friends over to send Zhang Chuan and Cheng Yubo into the city for medical treatment.

Then, he piled the severed heads into a heap and had someone report it to the authorities.

Soon, a constable arrived personally, registered the details, and recorded the case.

The constables generally didn't bother with fights and killings outside the city, only checking if these heads belonged to notorious bandits.

The Dragon Fang Troop's battle made their name resound throughout Ningze Prefecture.

There was no money to split today, nor any celebration. Back outside the city, Cheng Wanli had already instructed Luo Zhou to leave quietly.

Returning home, Luo Zhou only felt fear afterward.

It took him a long time to recover.

He slowly cultivated, the more he was shocked, the more he couldn't relax. He had to cultivate diligently and stay vigilant at all times.

The next day, the ninth of the sixth lunar month, early in the morning, he went to find Cheng Wanli.

Arriving at the Cheng family's residence, everyone was there except for Zhang Chuan.

Cheng Yubo's face was heavily bandaged, and he had lost his left eye.

Cheng Wanli spoke slowly:

"Zhang Chuan is crippled from this battle.

Although he didn't die, after he recovers, he won't be able to fight like before and will have to retire from the team.

According to our agreement, he will receive fifty percent of this time's earnings as compensation.

Yubo is also disabled and will receive twenty percent.

The remaining thirty percent will be split among the three of us.

Is that okay, Xiao Zhou?"

When the team was formed, there were already agreements.

Luo Zhou nodded and said, "Okay!"

This time, they received seven hundred and thirty-five Broken Spirits.

"The ones who attacked us this time were the Sanjiang Gang.

This matter cannot end here. It's a matter of the martial world!

If we don't deal with them, we can't hunt dragons.

I will ask an old friend for help, and within ten days, we will eliminate the Sanjiang Gang!"

Lu Yue said, "I have no use for money and can't contribute.

If I can keep my life, I'll give my life!"

Luo Zhou thought for a moment and said, "I'll contribute three thousand Broken Spirits, and I'll also give my life!"

Cheng Wanli shook his head and said, "Xiao Zhou, you don't need to contribute Broken Spirits.

I'm the leader, and they came for our Dragon Fang Troop. I'll cover this expense!

However, the Sanjiang Gang has five leaders. We killed one yesterday.

Among them is the leader Zhang Meng, who has reached the Great Perfection of Body Tempering. His talent is like an iron head and a bronze skin, and he cultivates the tough martial art Golden Bell Cover Iron Cloth, which is extremely difficult to break. I need you to curse him."

Luo Zhou said, "Okay, but no one can watch when I cast curses, or they won't be effective."

"That's no problem, leave the arrangements to me!"

After distributing the money, everyone left.

Luo Zhou went to Zhang Chuan's house to visit the patient.

Zhang Chuan was bandaged all over and lying in bed, but his spirit was strong, as if nothing had happened.

Luo Zhou chatted with him for a few words, and when he left, he quietly left behind a thousand Broken Spirits.

If they spent this money sparingly, it should be enough for the Zhang family's livelihood for ten years.

Then, Luo Zhou found Cheng Wanli, and under Cheng Wanli's guidance, they went to a building.

It was the Cloud Pavilion in the city.

This was a restaurant, but the food was extremely unappetizing and outrageously expensive. The waiter was also rude, so business was very poor.

"Xiao Zhou, this is the spiritual shop in our Green Ridge City."

Entering the lobby, a waiter indifferently asked, "Eating?"

Cheng Wanli smiled and said, "Zhurong Si Fang Fa Qi Ying, Mu Ri Yu Yue Bai Bao Sheng!"

The waiter glanced at him, and Cheng Wanli made a strange hand gesture.

"Ah, an old customer! Please, come in, come in. Welcome to the Green Pine Room."

The Green Pine Room was a private chamber. Cheng Wanli led Luo Zhou inside.

Within the chamber, a hidden door slowly opened.

The two entered the hidden door and found themselves facing a downward sloping tunnel.

After descending about thirty feet, a large shop appeared ahead.

It was easily a hundred feet square, filled with all sorts of goods.

Magic tools, talismans, elixirs, spirit incense, secret manuals – they had everything...

But no matter how you looked at it, it resembled a general store.

A Qi Refining cultivator was stationed at the entrance. Upon seeing the two arrive, he said:

"The Spirit Market welcomes you. Please come in.

All goods inside are one spirit stone each, no bargaining.

Once you buy, it's final. No returns or exchanges."

Luo Zhou was speechless. It really was a general store, like the dollar stores from his past life.

Cheng Wanli explained, "We don't have a market here, only this one Spirit Market.

Only Fengtian City, the provincial capital of the prefecture, has a proper market."

Luo Zhou nodded, feigning ignorance.

In reality, with the memories of the five Woodworm Devils, he knew this place like the back of his hand. But he needed someone to guide him, so he pretended to be a first-timer.

"This kind of small shop doesn't even welcome those in the Body Tempering realm.

They say only those in the Qi Refining stage are true cultivators.

Luckily, I have some connections, otherwise, they wouldn't let us in!"

The two entered. Luo Zhou could sense the circulation of spiritual energy, with cultivators casting spells to monitor them.

"Little Zhou, the magic tools all have descriptions. Choose what you like yourself. I'll pick a few magic tools too, for use in a few days!"

With that, Cheng Wanli also went to pick out goods, leaving Luo Zhou to browse alone.