"What kind of person are you? You even trick children?"
"Yeah, you Heavenly Slay bastard—how could you trick such an adorable child? Has a dog eaten your conscience?"
"Fellow Daoist, you'd better be careful. Be careful her parents don't come and chop you to death."
"Exactly. This little girl has an extraordinary bearing; her parents clearly aren't simple figures either. Don't really end up getting chopped to death by them."
When they saw that this middle-aged man even tricked children, the powerful cultivators nearby who had yet to leave began condemning him one after another.
After seeing how adorable Luo Yao was, their accusations grew even louder.
Yet the middle-aged man was not angry in the slightest. Instead, he casually swung his arms, looking utterly unconcerned.
"Heh, what do you people know? A transaction is something both sides agree to willingly. I never forced this child—it was she who wanted to buy it."
"Even if her parents come, I'll still be in the right."
"In the right? Hehe, just don't get chopped to death by her parents later."
"I hope that when you meet the child's parents later, and they learn the truth, you can stay this calm."
The powerful cultivators gathered around all sneered.
Yet none of them left. Instead, they kept their eyes fixed on Luo Yao.
They also wanted to see what good thing this so-called divine jar could actually yield.
"Luo Yao wants this one."
Luo Yao pointed at the golden divine jar before her, which was as tall as she was, and spoke softly.
"Alrighty. Here's the hammer. One strike is enough to smash it apart."
"Come on, do you want to smash it, or should I?"
The middle-aged man beamed with delight, producing a small hammer of middling size and holding it as he