The Gathering Immortals Pavilion Collapses

The newcomer looked a little displeased when Qin Fei pulled him aside.

But when he felt the cool Spirit Stone in his hand, he put on a smile.

"You're too polite, fellow Daoist. Speaking of it, Old Shen had a hard fate. Fellow Daoist, you be the judge-look at what the Lin Household did."

As it turned out, Old Shen had been an Outer Sect Attendant of the Lin Household, responsible for transporting scrapped puppets.

Then the Lu Household had approached him and warned him to stop working for the Lin Household.

Old Shen was just a lowly Rogue Cultivator. How could he dare make enemies of them? He had no choice but to agree.

But he was an honest man by nature, so he still reported the matter to his superiors.

The Lin Household said they understood and promised to let Old Shen leave once he had hauled one last load of goods.

Who would have thought that, behind his back, they would spread word that the load contained important supplies belonging to the Lin Household?

As expected, the Lu Household sent people to raid it when they heard, and Old Shen died a tragic death on the spot.

Meanwhile, the Lin Household took advantage of the Lu Household's deployment to destroy one of their businesses.

After hearing the story, Qin Fei felt a heaviness in his heart.

Old Shen's voice and smile were still fresh in his mind. They had only chatted a little while ago, and he had never imagined that would be the last time they saw each other.

Most importantly, he was also one of the Lin Household's Outer Sect Attendants, and he didn't know whether he would be used as well.

Qin Fei had considered leaving the Lin Household, but bringing it up at a time like this would undoubtedly be courting death.

Old Shen's fate was the best proof of that.

What Qin Fei didn't know, however, was that he was overthinking it.

The Lu Household had cut off most of the Lin Household's Outer Sect Attendants, bringing its businesses as close to a standstill as possible, and had made no further moves.

It was only a puppet scrap yard, and there was no one left to transport the puppets. Naturally, there was no need to pay it any more attention.

Qin Fei knew none of this and had already prepared to run at a moment's notice.

Strangely enough, though, the puppet scrap yard seemed to have been forgotten.

No matter how fiercely the fighting raged in the city, no one spared it a glance.

Only after a long time had passed and he saw that no one was paying it any attention did he feel somewhat relieved.

On this day, Qin Fei arrived at the chamber of commerce carrying two bags of spirit herbs.

Calming grass condensed Qi, quieted the mind, soothed the spirit, and protected a pregnancy.

Crimson blood flowers were a good choice for replenishing Qi and Blood and increasing physical strength.

That was right-Xu Meiniang was pregnant.

To be honest, carrying a big belly in these troubled times was hardly a good choice.

But Tang Zhan and his wife were delighted at the little life soon to come.

They had always longed for a child of their own, but it was very difficult for cultivators to conceive.

Generally, the higher their cultivation, the harder it was.

But once they did conceive, the chance of their child having a Spirit Root was also far greater than for ordinary people.

"Brother Qin, would you give the child a name?"

Tang Zhan spoke eagerly.

"Me? Oh, no. You two have finally managed to have a child. You should choose a name you like yourselves."

Qin Fei waved his hands repeatedly.

In his previous life, he had struggled even to choose a game name. How could he do something like this?

Otherwise, he wouldn't have named his automated puppet "Technician Number One."

"Don't refuse, Brother Qin. Meiniang said she hopes that when the child grows up, they'll have a useful skill like you, so they won't be unable to survive in these troubled times."

Xu Meiniang looked over as well and nodded with a smile.

Qin Fei couldn't very well refuse again, so he lowered his head in thought.

After a long while of racking his brains, he finally had an idea:

"How about this? If it's a boy, call him Tang Ping'an, for a safe and peaceful life. If it's a girl, call her Tang Lening, in the hope that she'll be happy and at peace."

The couple's eyes both lit up.

Xu Meiniang in particular clearly liked the two names.

"They sound wonderful."

"Then we'll do as Brother Qin suggests."

Before long, Old Zhang and the others arrived one after another.

Everyone felt a natural fondness for the child in Meiniang's belly.

Wang Hu was the closest to the chamber of commerce and had always been on good terms with Tang Zhan and his wife, so the couple decided to make him the child's godfather.

Wang Hu was overjoyed. Every so often, he would stare at Xu Meiniang's belly for a while, afraid the child might slip away unnoticed.

Unfortunately, Tiezhu's leave had ended and he had returned to the military camp. Otherwise, he would have been one of the child's godfathers too.

With such a happy occasion, everyone naturally had to celebrate at the Gathering Immortals Pavilion.

They mounted their Zhang Yu Motor Vehicles and sped off.

But when they were only halfway there, a huge burst of fire suddenly erupted in the direction of the Gathering Immortals Pavilion.

Then a furious voice rang out from the sky:

"Old Ghost Lu, you're courting death!"

"It's just one Gathering Immortals Pavilion. Why be angry, fellow Daoist Lin? You were far more pleased with yourself when you joined forces with Caiyi against me."

Looking into the distance, they saw two figures standing in the air. They were none other than the Lin and Lu Households' two ancestors.

"This is bad! A Foundation Establishment battle! Go!"

Qin Fei shouted, planted one foot on the ground, and swung the rear of his vehicle around in a drift, turning it back the way they had come.

The others hurried after him, moving away from the battlefield.

"It's chaos out here. Protect Meiniang."

The shockwaves from the two Foundation Establishment cultivators' clash had already reached them, and the cultivators in the market were fleeing in all directions as if they had gone mad.

Just then, several cold glints flashed by, shooting through the chaos toward the group on their motorcycles.

"Watch out!"

Tang Zhan and Wang Hu were both at the Qi Refining Eighth Layer, and they were the first to react.

Qin Fei's cultivation was a little lower, but his Divine Sense far surpassed that of cultivators at the same level, so he noticed them immediately as well.

They each used their own methods to intercept the flying swords.

But it wasn't over. Several figures charged out of the crowd, heading straight for them.

"Don't leave a single one of the chamber of commerce people alive."

These men all wore the Lu Household's clothing. Clearly, Fairy Caiyi's alliance with the Lin Household had angered them.

Tang Zhan and Wang Hu both roared, their Qi Refining Eighth Layer cultivation unmistakably on display.

"You go first. The two of us will cover the rear."

But Old Zhang grabbed Tang Zhan and shoved him back.

"You go protect Meiniang. I can't keep him safe."

Though he was only at the Qi Refining Third Layer, he stepped in front of the others without hesitation.

"Go! If you keep dawdling, we'll all be finished!"

Tang Zhan gritted his teeth, gave the others a firm nod, and sped away on his motorcycle.

Three Lu Household men followed close behind. The rest tried to pursue as well, but several figures blocked their path.

"What about the three who got past us?"

"It's all right. Tang Zhan should be able to handle them."

"Say, brothers, we've known each other this long, but this is our first time fighting together, isn't it?"

Old Zhang showed no fear. Instead, a flicker of excitement appeared in his eyes.

Ever since his path of cultivation had been cut off, it had been a long time since his blood had run this hot.

"Old Zhang, take it easy. You're a bag of old bones. Don't get yourself killed here."

Qin Fei narrowed his eyes. The enemies before them had all stepped out now, five in total.

What made the pressure even greater was that every one of them was a late-stage expert at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer.

Wang Hu stepped forward, standing at the front of the group, and sent a voice transmission:

"I can hold three of them off, but the other two will be a problem."

"I'll try the other two. Old Zhang, move around to the side and look for chances to support me with talismans."

Wang Hu's expression changed in alarm, and he spoke gravely:

"Qin Fei, don't push yourself. You haven't reached the late stage yet. You're no match for them."

He knew that Qin Fei had made great strides in combat experience by sparring with Tiezhu.

But the enemies they faced now were far beyond Tiezhu, so he warned him.

"It's not as if we can let Old Zhang hold them off. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Qin Fei wasn't being overconfident. He had killed a late-stage expert back when he was at the Qi Refinement Fifth Layer.

Now that his cultivation had broken through again, he figured there should be no problem if he only had to hold them off.

Seeing how confidently he spoke, Wang Hu had no choice but to nod.

He took out a precious saber and swung it fiercely, splitting the battlefield cleanly in two.

Then he brought out a golden alms bowl. While the men were dodging, it released a beam of golden light and sucked three of them inside.

Leaving them with a "Be careful," Wang Hu leaped into it after them.

For a moment, only Qin Fei and the other three remained in the street.

"Kid Qin, can you really hold those two off? Don't fool this old man."

"We just need to stall for a while. Once Meiniang and the others are far enough away, we'll retreat. Old Zhang, you've saved up quite a few talismans, haven't you? Throw everything you've got at them today!"

Old Zhang steeled himself and nodded firmly.