My Master Disconnected Yet Again

“Hand him to you?” Lonemoon sneered. “And then let you all use him for another blood sacrifice? Which of you is going to ascend in cultivation this time?”

The people’s faces changed instantly, and a bit of fear flashed across their eyes. Immediately they replied even more angrily, “What nonsense are you talking about!” Such matters can’t be admitted to, of course. The murdering aura on that traveling immortal thickened even more. “Don’t you heretical cultivator confuse the crowd with your evil words here!”

“Whether or not I’m confusing the crowd, you know best yourselves.” According to their reaction, he knew that all of them knew about the blood sacrifice of Fatty. Thinking about that, his expression went even colder. “You use another’s flesh and blood to increase cultivation and actually dare to call yourselves a decent sect. Ridiculous!”

“Don’t you distort facts over here. Hurry up and give us Hui Ze!” That person was so angry that his face flushed red, and his look became fiercer.

“Why, not calling ‘sect master’ now?” Lonemoon’s eyes darkened. “Who’s the one distorting facts will be clear if you go back and ask that cultivator who got condemned by heaven right after reaching Soul Formation last time!”

The people were stunned, and as though some secret was revealed, their faces turned pale immediately. They probably thought about the appearance of dragon and lightning punishment from last time.

“I advise you all, that with enough unethical things done, there will always be a day when you meet… a cheat!”

Their looks worsened even more. That traveling immortal’s eyes drifted for a second, before he said again loudly, “You don’t need to try to scare us here. Your spirit qi is already sealed. However capable you are, there’s no way you can move a step. Hurry up and give us the person!”

“Is that so?” Lonemoon smiled at that person, not the slightest bit of panic on his face.

“No need to talk nonsense with them anymore!” Others looked like they finally couldn’t wait anymore. “Take them first, and we will naturally get the location of Hui Ze from them!” With that said, he directly activated his spirit qi and came attacking. At once, the whole sky was filled with light from spells.

Yet Lonemoon looked right at Yi Qing and said, “There have been enough trouble today, I don’t want to fight anymore. Chef, you handle it!”

“Okay.” Chef nodded. He thought about it and added, “Is there food subsidy?”

“No. Get lost!”

“Oh.” Master, I tried.

The evil capitalist! Thought Shen Ying.

In the next instant, a horrible suppression as no one had ever seen suddenly covered the whole immortal city. Before the Soul Formation cultivators and traveling immortals in the air could react, they felt the spirit qi in their bodies stagnate. All the spirit qi which usually ran through their body properly all dissipated. They fell right from the sky like meatballs dropped into a pot of soup.

With heavy bangs, they crashed onto the ground. They even sank deep into the ground. Several opened their mouth and spat blood. Even the edge of the sky darkened instantly. For a time, wind rose, clouds moved, and thunderclouds filled the whole sky, as if thunder would crash down in the next moment.

“What… what is this?” Everyone looked horrified and confused. They had never felt such a horrifying pressure. It didn’t belong to Soul Formation cultivators, nor traveling immortals, nor even immortals, they subconsciously thought.

Chef rolled his eyes at Chef. What the hell, hearing that there was no food subsidy, this guy didn’t even treat a fight seriously. He actually let out divine suppression directly. This was slacking at work!

He gave the master and disciple a stare, before standing up. The Soul Locking Array was still bright underneath his feet, but it had not the slightest bit of an effect on him. He glanced around, and his eyes fixed on a certain figure who was hiding in a small alley. A wave of spirit qi was thrown out, drawing the person to him directly. It was the Golden Core cultivator who owed him spirit stones just now.

That person couldn’t yet react, before he was pressed down on the ground by suppression from the Soul Locking Array that he himself set. Immediately, his face was filled with horror. “Senior… senior, please spare my life!”

Lonemoon walked a few steps towards him, squatted down and asked in a deep voice, “Let me ask you, where did you buy the finished elixirs in that elixir repository?”

“Wh-what?” That person was stunned, and didn’t get it for a moment.

“Reply me honesty, and I will forgive what you’ve done in the past. If you tell half a lie to me…” He didn’t continue, but only smiled amiably.

“No… I don’t dare to!” He thought about the terrible state of those Soul Formation cultivators and traveling immortals just now, and his look was even more horrified. He thought through his question carefully, before saying, “Elixirs… Elixirs. Oh, we are just a small elixir shop under Qi Clan, without much profit, so we mostly produce our own products, and we suffer losses throughout the year. For finished elixirs, we get them all from elixir refiners around the country, with many different sources. We buy from whoever has them.” Because it didn’t earn money, they opened other shops.

“What about Qi Preserving Pills?”

“Qi Preserving Pills?” That person was stunned briefly. “Qi Preserving Pills are low-level elixirs, but usually more well-known elixir refiners don’t want to make this on purpose, so only low-level disciples of the bigger sects use this for practice. We get them directly from the sects, but there was no fixed sect.”

That was strange then. Where did those Soul Extracting Pills come from after all? And how could that cultivator who was reincarnated quickly be certain that this shop had this kind of special Qi Preserving Pills?

Lonemoon frowned. He didn’t expect that they came for naught this time. It seemed that this matter would take time to be investigated slowly.

He got up and looked at those Soul Formation and traveling immortal cultivators and was too lazy to bother with them any more. He looked back and said, “We’re going back home!”

“Oh.” A certain splash of mud who leaned on the table finally got up slowly.

Just as the three was about to call out swords, Lonemoon seemed to suddenly remember something. He turned and looked again at that Golden Core cultivator. “Oh yeah, didn’t you talk about going to get spirit stones to pay your bills just now? Do you have them ready now?” Pay the money, quick!

Shen Ying: “…”

Yi Qing: “…”

The cultivator, “…”

Are you a demon?!

(⊙_⊙)

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After Lonemoon got back to the Southern Land, he plunged himself back into the daily educating of Fatty. As compared to his extreme lack of talent with sword skills, Fatty showed extraordinary, cheat-like abilities with elixirs, talismans, arrays and Dharma artifacts.

With any complicated array or difficult spirit talisman, Fatty could finish learning it in an extremely short time, and he could combine and integrate his knowledge in different areas. Besides, with all kinds of mental cultivation techniques and spells, Lonemoon had only to teach once, and he would reach a presentable level in the same day. With spells that others take years, decades or centuries to familiarize, he could find the key points immediately and then use them smoothly.

Ordinary cultivators have limited energy, so they often focused on a single specialization. Even with mental cultivation, they chose one for focused practice. But Fatty was different. He learned the whole set of elixir, talisman, array and dharma artifact cultivation, and he practiced through all the different kinds of mental cultivation methods. Furthermore, benefited by his original Five Elements spirit root, no condition of repelling or incompatibility would happen with any mental cultivation method. With every specialization, he reached an outstanding level by the standards of lower realm. He really achieved all-rounded development. Except for not being a demon cultivator, he was pretty much a cheat version of Boss Lan.