3: This is what it means to cultivate immortality!

On the other side.

Chang Yun walked out of Chunxiang Brothel with a pleasant expression, feeling refreshed.

Looking at the hurried Loose Cultivators in the market street, Chang Yun's eyes showed a hint of disdain and contempt.

He activated his magical power to dispel the scent of perfume from his body while walking towards the trading area, thinking about how much membership fee he should collect later.

According to the rules of the Talisman Cultivator Alliance, anyone who sets up a stall in the trading area to sell Talismans must pay one to two tenths of their sales as a membership fee.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but recall Lu Yunli; it was this person who had initially raised objections and refuted him in front of many Talisman Masters, causing him to lose face completely.

As soon as he thought of this, his previously pleasant mood immediately soured, and his steps towards the trading area paused. He then changed direction and walked towards the East District.

The grudge of a dead man remains! If he couldn't find trouble with Lu Yunli, he would go deal with that kid!

A sinister chill gradually appeared in Chang Yun's eyes. That kid had also inherited his dead father's legacy; it was time to squeeze it out of him.

Without Spirit Stones and without Talisman talent, that little good-for-nothing could only slowly wait for death.

The smile at the corner of his mouth gradually turned ferocious.

But suddenly, his upturned lips froze.

He felt as if countless needles were pricking the meridians in his body, and the intense pain made him lose his composure and kneel on the ground, his body curling up like a shrimp.

The people around him were puzzled, but due to Chang Yun's usual demeanor, they dared not approach, only watching him twist and roll on the ground.

The pain gradually subsided after a full half an hour. Chang Yun was already drenched in sweat, lying on the ground with vacant eyes, looking as if he had been broken.

After a long while, Chang Yun, having recovered, crawled up from the ground. Looking at the strange gazes of the people around him, he felt a burning sensation on his face.

He had intended to scold these commoners, but thinking of the strange symptoms in his body, he immediately lost the desire to stay.

Worriedly, he hurried back to his residence. He suspected that something had gone wrong with his Cultivation and intended to go home and check.

...

"Refreshing!"

Lu Ming, having finished his Cultivation, felt comfortable all over.

This is what Cultivation should feel like!

What kind of bitter days did he live before? He couldn't feel any joy in Cultivation at all.

Every time he Cultivated, it was like fighting a disease.

Seeing Chang Yun’s name on the golden book dim slightly, he had a guess.

"It seems that the side effect transfer has caused Chang Yun a lot of suffering. I'm afraid that when his name dims or even completely disappears, that will be the day of his demise!"

However, Lu Ming did not do that; he wanted to fish sustainably.

Currently, he was only at the third layer of Qi Refining Cultivation, so it was not suitable to make enemies everywhere to add names to the golden book.

He would use Chang Yun for now, and when he found a suitable replacement, he would cross out his name.

As long as it didn't threaten Lu Ming's life safety, they could be left alone and not rushed to death; this could also be considered a form of torment.

However, Lu Ming sighed again; his cursed talent was holding him back.

Although his Cultivation speed had increased, it was only relatively faster than before. Looking at it over a longer period, he probably wouldn't Breakthrough to the Middle Stage of Qi Refining without one or two years.

Unless he consumed Medicinal Pills!

However, Lu Ming, who had just finished a fight, was now as poor as a church mouse; how could he afford those Medicinal Pills?

A bottle of Medicinal Pills for Early Stage Qi Refining use would cost at least ten Spirit Stones per bottle, and he now had less than three Spirit Stones left in his pocket.

Eh ~ No!

Lu Ming suddenly slapped his head. How could he have forgotten the Storage Pouches of Liu Dong and the others!

He was a bit too excited when he first obtained the Golden Finger.

He quickly took out Liu Dong and the others' Storage Pouches, intending to count them carefully.

He first individually used his spiritual sense to erase the Soul imprints on them, then opened them with anticipation.

Instead of using his spiritual sense to probe inside, he directly dumped all the contents of the Storage Pouch out.

Lu Ming was also worried that Liu Dong might have left some tricks in the Storage Pouch.

However, looking at the 'spoils of war' that appeared on the table, Lu Ming's face immediately darkened.

Five people couldn't even put together a complete set of useful Magical Artifacts.

Aside from the few defensive Magical Artifacts brought out during the previous fight, there were only three unfamiliar items left.

An iron umbrella Magical Artifact, a flying dagger, and a bone nail.

Besides these, there were also three ancient Jade Slips and four jade bottles.

He opened them and took a look, finding that two of the bottles contained only ordinary healing Medicinal Pills, and the remaining two bottles contained common Spirit Gathering Pills.

This was a type of Medicinal Pill that aided Cultivation, but its quality was extremely poor, and long-term consumption would accumulate Medicinal Pill toxins in the body.

The remaining items were some miscellaneous goods, Talismans, and dozens of Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

After a quick glance, Lu Ming's unpleasant expression eased slightly.

The quality of the items wasn't good, but adding up the bits and pieces still barely recovered some losses.

He just needed to find an opportunity to sell some useless items for cash.

As for how much they would sell for, he didn't have much hope.

Each of those defensive Magical Artifacts was heavily scarred, and even one turtle shell shield was cracked, looking as if it would shatter into dust with a touch.

The iron umbrella and flying dagger were merely Low Grade First Tier Magical Artifacts, which Lu Ming somewhat disdained.

However, sifting through the dross, there were still some good things Lu Ming planned to keep for himself.

Especially that strangely evil-looking bone nail.

Lu Ming used his spiritual power to manipulate the bone nail to his front, examining it with interest.

This was a one-time use Magical Artifact; he had read relevant ancient texts in his previous life, and naturally, he understood it through inherited memory.

This bone nail required a Cultivator's finger bone, then refined with resentment, blood Qi, and mixed with Earth Fiend poisonous Qi, costing a great deal of effort.

It was a very sinister Magical Artifact. Although it was a one-time offensive Magical Artifact, its power could rival the full-strength attack of a Medium Grade First Tier Magical Artifact.

Moreover, it specialized in breaking a Cultivator's protective spiritual shield and defiling Magical Artifacts.

However, activating the Magical Artifact required a significant amount of the Cultivator's blood Qi, and if not careful, it could reduce their Lifespan.

He wondered if the golden book could transfer this cost. If so, then this item would perfectly suit him!

However, thinking that he found this in Liu Dong's Storage Pouch, Lu Ming couldn't help but feel a bit belated.

It was probably Liu Dong's trump card, prepared to ambush Cultivators.

His fight with them was entirely hidden within the mist array, constantly changing positions to cast Spells and Talismans.

He resolved them directly with a barrage of firepower.

Finally, he only dared to approach for the finishing blow after severing their limbs.

Perhaps at that time, Liu Dong, while begging for mercy, still harbored the thought of using the bone-piercing nail to ambush him.

Thinking of this, Lu Ming felt his scalp tingle.

If he had faced the bone-piercing nail head-on, he would have undoubtedly died. Lu Ming, only at the third layer of Qi Refining, couldn't have withstood it at all.

"I cannot underestimate any Cultivator. In the future, I should try to avoid fighting if possible.

However, once I'm in a fight, I must go all out and not show off like today again."

Lu Ming reviewed today's fight and felt that getting close at the end was still too inappropriate.

He did indeed have the mentality of a victor, wanting to show off. After all, being targeted for so long, he was truly unhappy.

After organizing his gains, Lu Ming finally picked up the two Jade Slips and began to read them.

He picked one up and placed it on his glabella.