Qian Duoduo shook his Soul Blade, unleashing three strikes of blade wind.
Each strike of blade wind was full of Qi, aiming directly for the heads of the fire snakes.
With a downward thrust of his blade, Qian Duoduo used the edge to catch Wu Liao's long spear.
“Hmph!”
Wu Liao gripped his spear with both hands and thrust it forward with force.
His long spear was a mid-grade artisan artifact, and he refused to believe it couldn't break the Soul Blade Qian Duoduo had condensed with his Spiritual Awareness.
In his opinion, no matter how powerful the Soul Blade was, it was ultimately ethereal.
However, as his long spear approached Qian Duoduo, it became entangled in Qian Duoduo's Spiritual Awareness wall.
He could have easily pulled his spear back to escape, but he stubbornly refused to believe in evil and tried to overpower it with brute Qi.
Wu Liao twisted his long spear and simultaneously spewed out another fire snake.
The original three fire snakes had already been cut down by Qian Duoduo's three blade wind strikes.
Qian Duoduo gripped his Soul Blade tightly.
The Azure Dragon on the Soul Blade opened its mouth and, with a suck, actually swallowed the fire snake, coiled itself around Wu Liao's long spear, and bit him.
This transformation was due to the natural suppression of the fire snake by the Azure Dragon.
Neither Qian Duoduo nor Wu Liao had expected this.
Just as Wu Liao was about to throw away his long spear, the Azure Dragon's attack had already slammed into his Spiritual Awareness.
He immediately froze like an idiot, standing blankly on the spot, veins throbbing on his forehead, and his eyes rolling back.
Qian Duoduo, with his left hand, pulled his long spear, grasped it, and with a slight thrust of the spear tip, pressed it against Wu Liao's throat, sinking in half an inch, waking Wu Liao from the Spiritual Awareness tremor.
“Want to continue?”
Qian Duoduo asked with a smile.
Wu Liao felt blood flowing down from his neck, and his face instantly turned pale with fright, shaking his head like a rattle-drum.
“This courtyard is mine then?”
Wu Liao nodded frantically.
“A bit boring.”
Qian Duoduo put away his long spear and casually placed it into his Storage Pouch.
In Ba Ling Sect, Magic Treasures could be kept as spoils of war and did not need to be returned.
Wu Liao disappeared like a blur, and Qian Duoduo shouted to Guan Tusheng and Ming Huanhuan:
“Finish setting up the Formation! Only after it's done are you allowed to enter the house.”
“Alright!”
Guan Tusheng and Ming Huanhuan were not angry at all; instead, they happily replied loudly.
An Elder Brother who could defeat a Foundation Establishment Cultivator across ranks was exactly what they wanted.
Qian Duoduo reached out and wiped away the two characters “Wu Liao” from the door lintel.
On each of the two door panels, a large character “Qian” was embedded—
From now on, this would be Qian Manor, Qian Duoduo's residence.
Two hours later, Guan Tusheng and Ming Huanhuan cautiously entered the courtyard and knocked on Qian Duoduo's door.
“Come in.”
“Senior Brother.”
Guan Tusheng and Ming Huanhuan happily pushed the door open and stood before Qian Duoduo, “Is there anything else you need us to do?”
Guan Tusheng spoke, and Ming Huanhuan nodded.
Qian Duoduo threw each of them six Storage Pouches, “Take these.”
Guan Tusheng and Ming Huanhuan immediately froze when they saw them with their Spiritual Awareness.
They hadn't expected Qian Duoduo to casually give them so much money.
“Take this money, first get yourselves some good clothes, buy what you need for Cultivation, Cultivate to Qi Condensation Great Perfection, and prepare for Foundation Establishment.”
“Oh, and you don't need to buy Magic Treasures; if you want anything, just tell me directly, and I'll give it to you…”
Guan Tusheng and Ming Huanhuan nodded continuously at first, and as they nodded, their eyes became moist.
For them, Foundation Establishment had originally been a distant dream.
But now, it was within reach.
“Of course, you need to work,”
Qian Duoduo changed the subject, and Guan Tusheng and Ming Huanhuan straightened their bodies, their ears perked up.
“Three days from now, I plan to hold an Appraisal Fair here. You two procure some items.”
Since Zeng Zifang wanted the Disciples of Nose Peak to buy good Magic Treasures from him, then he would simply hold a grand, spectacular exclusive sale.
