He Pingsheng had not actually wanted to fight in this arena.
It simply held no interest for him.
Never mind Zhang Qifeng-even if Daoist Wuqiong, who was in the false core realm, stepped up, he could kill him in a single strike.
But there was no point.
After all, Qiao Huizhu was now cultivating at the Free and Carefree Immortal Sect. He could not go too far, or he would put his wife in a difficult position.
If he could avoid fighting, he would.
That was He Pingsheng's principle.
As for flaunting his wealth here today with a treasure artifact...
He was not afraid.
I own a pill shop. It's perfectly reasonable for me to have a few assets, isn't it?
Even thinking with your backside, you'd know alchemists are swimming in money. How many of them are poor?
"I'm leaving..."
He Pingsheng waved a hand. "Once Fellow Daoist Wuqiong has a supreme-grade spirit artifact, we can have our match!"
After being humiliated, Daoist Wuqiong wanted nothing more than to tear He Pingsheng into eight pieces on the spot. How could he let him leave just like that?
Want to leave?
Not a chance.
Our Free and Carefree Immortal Sect lost face today. We have to win it back.
"Wait, Fellow Daoist Xu..." Daoist Wuqiong rose to his feet.
He Pingsheng, who had already turned and walked several steps away, looked back. "What else is there?"
Everyone else looked at Daoist Wuqiong too.
Daoist Wuqiong chuckled and took out an item.
It was a bracelet-a string of bells.
"Fellow Daoist Xu..." Daoist Wuqiong expanded the bells in his hand with his magic power.
Seven layers of restrictions appeared on them.
"Although I don't have a supreme-grade spirit artifact, this is a high-grade spirit artifact!" Wuqiong said leisurely. "But it is