"Wow."

The child cried out again, interrupting Chen Xuantian’s contemplation.

"What’s wrong now..."

Following the child’s gaze, Chen Xuantian saw a green-robed man brewing tea in the pavilion in the distance.

"Will it ever end..."

Chen Xuantian sighed and carried the child down the mountain, walking into the pavilion and cupping his hands towards the man,

"You must be the tea from the inn."

The green-robed man was startled, bewildered,

"No, I’m the shopkeeper."

"..."

The shopkeeper glanced at Chen Xuantian,

"Fellow Daoist, you have quite a skill. Although my junior brother indeed faced a dire calamity, resulting in Soldier Disintegration, to be defeated by a Golden Core Stage cultivator was unexpected. May I ask which esteemed master you honor? What’s your teacher’s name?"

Chen Xuantian waved his hand,

"People meet by fate from a thousand miles away; there’s no need to have known each other before meeting. No need to thank me, shopkeeper. Farewell."

"Hold on."

The shopkeeper gestured, and a breeze rolled in, enveloping the pavilion like a veil.

"Though I don’t know what method you employed, please return my junior brother’s soul."

Chen Xuantian spread his hands,

"I can’t do that."

The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes.

Chen Xuantian was helpless as well,

"I really can’t do it, as you can see, I’m just a weak Golden Core cultivator.

I’ve only learned how to kill someone, but not how to bring them back."

"Hiss..."

The shopkeeper inhaled sharply and gritted his teeth,

"Fellow Daoist, don’t be too excessive! You’ve taken so many benefits from our home! You’ve killed my junior brother, slaughtered my mount! Asking you for a Primordial Spirit and you refuse, it’s absolutely intolerable! You’ve drained it dry and killed ruthlessly without any regard for sentiment! It’s too unreasonable! Do you really think ’There is an Inn’ is something to be trifled with?"

Chen Xuantian was helpless,

"Why is it actually called ’There is an Inn’, is it a chain... No, what do you want then? Are you going to be impolite?"

"You! Hmph!"

In conclusion, this Sect Leader really wasn’t destined to meet with doom, and didn’t make a move, just flicked his sleeve,

"I’m going to appeal to the Immortal Alliance! Let the Cloud Platform Chief arbitrate! Does the Mystic Sect care about regulations anymore!"

"Uh..."

Don’t even mention it, if this guy really appealed to Lingxu, Chen Xuantian would indeed be somewhat intimidated.

After all, he previously thought the Cloud Platform Chief was just an unremarkable first under heaven, always absorbed in architectural projects, wholeheartedly wanting to build a spaceship to explore the Void.

But now, he knew that Lingxu was a damn scoundrel, and indeed a damn capable scoundrel.

Having learned a hand of Ghost Spring Technique was already enough to be unrivaled, slaughtering Divinity Transformation cultivators like chickens. Previously, even a flying sword at Qingcheng Mountain couldn’t kill him; it required that Space-Time Technique to reverse fate. Facing Lingxu now, he really didn’t know how he would perish.

After pondering, Chen Xuantian raised the bamboo pole and showed the child,

"How about this, take this child as collateral. Once I master my method and learn how to return your junior brother’s Primordial Spirit, I will exchange for him, what do you say?"

The shopkeeper coldly snorted, ready to refuse, when he suddenly glanced at the child and furrowed his brow, calculating with his fingers.

Chen Xuantian understood his reaction and paid no heed, just looked at the child,

"Do you agree?"

The child didn’t cry, which meant he agreed. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

But he probably had no reason to disagree, if he disagreed, he would starve to death following Chen Xuantian...

The shopkeeper naturally looked surprised, couldn’t really calculate anything.

Yes, honestly, if nothing could be calculated, it meant this was something you weren’t meant to have, a good thing without fate, right? Anyone capable would want to snatch it up to reverse fate, wouldn’t they?

However, after taking this boy with him for just two days, Chen Xuantian realized that only Peak Divinity Transformation monsters spawned, and knew this child couldn’t be kept.

Sure, even he could kill Peak Divinity Transformation creatures in a second, but if two came at once, wouldn’t he be exhausted? So he, being one to protect himself, naturally chose to give up decisively.

The shopkeeper, too, understood the principle of snatching without a guaranteed hold, but evidently felt his junior brother’s defeat was his own problem, he himself hadn’t faced calamity, surely he could hold it! Stand firm! He swore to reverse fate!

Thus, without hesitation, he waved his hand, stirred a breeze, wrapping the pavilion, child, all together to the cloud peak!

"Good! Consider you smart! I’ll take this child! Once you master your method, summon me at He Ming Mountain!"

Oh, turns out it’s He... Damn... This boy’s fate is just too strong...