Jin Ziming was filled with grief and anger, and didn't know what to say to comfort this friend who was in great pain.

He was speechless for a while, his eyes were red, his fists were clenched, and he had to forcefully restrain his emotions.

"Elder Tang said that in my situation, I can apply to stay in the sect and do some chores, or I can leave the sect and go home to make a living.

I plan to go back to Zhanxing City to do business. Although my Dantian is broken and I cannot gather energy, I can still continue to meditate and breathe out to let the spiritual energy disperse in my body.

In this way, compared with ordinary people, I can still live a long life, which is not a bad thing for me."

Zeng Ze's dreams for many years were shattered, and he had no choice but to make such a negative response out of despair.

"Oze, I think there is something fishy about this matter. Have I caused trouble for you?" Jin Ziming asked the doubts in his heart.

"Brother Jin, to be honest, I also have doubts.

Wang Pengxu and Gu Wangyu have been pursuing Junior Sister Xu hard. They witnessed you being scornful of her at the sword competition that day, and they definitely want to take revenge on you.

The person who went on the mission with me this time was Wang Pengxu, but I couldn't find any evidence to prove that he designed to harm me because of our good relationship." Zeng Ze lamented.

"Oze, please take good care of yourself. I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter."

Jin Ziming said solemnly that this was not only a promise to his friends, but also to strengthen his Taoist heart.

"Brother Jin, don't act recklessly. Wang Pengxu has the support of Elder Jin Dan behind him. Don't cause a big disaster." Zeng Ze said anxiously.

Jin Ziming stopped talking, patted his friend on the shoulder, walked out of the room with a livid face, sat down alone by the lake, and began to meditate.

This matter was most likely the work of Wang Pengxu, and it was directed at him. To be on the safe side, he decided to confirm it again.

That night, Jin Ziming lurked a hundred feet outside Wang Pengxu's house.

After waiting hard all night, he got nothing. Apart from practicing, this guy just wanted to rest.

In the afternoon of the next day, he continued to squat, and when the sun was about to set, he finally got a surprise.

Xu Jieying actually came to question this guy, only to hear her say coldly:

"Senior Brother Wang, is this going too far?

We are all members of the same sect. The disciple named Zeng Ze has never offended me. It is said that he only had some contacts with the thief, so you took your anger out on others and set up a trap to ruin other people's paths.

How could you do this? If you can, go directly to the thief."

"Jieying, you know my feelings for you very well. How can I tolerate that guy offending you in public and ignoring me?

Your uncle, Elder Xu, also agreed with Zeng Ze. Otherwise, how could we arrange for him to go on a mission? To deal with this person, we just need to collect some interest first.

As for that 'fly', being kicked out is just a superficial punishment. When he is no longer a disciple of the Long Qing Sect and leaves Derong City, I will make him repay the crime he committed a thousand times." Wang Pengxu said angrily.

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Xu Jieying shook her head and sighed:

"I just think that Zeng Ze is so pitiful."

"Jieying, Elder Xu also thinks highly of us. Let's not get upset because of such a shameless person, okay?

Your secular family has recently opened a restaurant in the western suburbs of Derong, called ‘Tingchao Xiaozhu’.

I have made an appointment with Elder Xu to have a drink together at Xu Shi five days later. Jieying, would you like to come too?"

"I'm not going, I'm going to go on your own." Xu Jieying stamped her feet, turned around and left angrily.

Two days later, the elimination list was released, and Jin Ziming topped the list. The sect required those who were eliminated to hand over their tokens and storage bags within three days, return the borrowed books, and leave immediately.

He completed all the formalities that day, visited Zeng Ze, and left the Long Qing sect as dusk fell.

With his soul, he quickly noticed that two Qi Refining Stage disciples came out of the sect and followed him.

Arriving at a dark street corner, Jin Ziming quickly stepped out and turned into a complicated alley. He completely shook off the informants behind him and stayed at an inconspicuous small inn in the north of the city.

Jin Ziming has always been a ruthless person, there is no reason for him to be treated like this, and he still swallows his anger. This is not only for Ozawa, but also for himself.

There are only three days until Wang Pengxu and Elder Xu's drinking party. I should think of a way to give them a huge "surprise" at that time.

Wang Pengxu is a Purple Brand disciple, and he is probably at the Great Perfection stage in the Qi Refining Stage, but he is confident that he can easily deal with such ordinary people trained by the Long Qing Sect.

The difficult thing is that Elder Xu is said to be a golden elixir monk.

Jin Ziming didn't hesitate at all. He gritted his steel teeth and decided to fight. No matter what your cultivation level is, I will fuck you.

What we need to consider now is not whether to act or not, but how to create an abnormal situation and win the opportunity for ourselves to kill.

He once thought about borrowing the energy of the strange woman, but no matter how he tried, even if he heard her voice, no mysterious power came. In the end, he had to give up and make the decision by himself.

The next morning, he came to Qingfeng Pavilion and still asked the steward to accompany him. When no one was around, Jin Ziming asked:

"Manager Chen, I want to buy something that can hurt people's souls unconsciously. I wonder if Qingfeng Pavilion has any?"

"There is one such thing in the warehouse, but I remember it is very expensive, costing hundreds of high-level spiritual stones."

"Excuse me, how many medium-grade spiritual stones are equivalent to one high-priced spiritual stone?"

"The conversion ratio of spiritual stones between adjacent levels is one hundred times. One high-priced spiritual stone is equivalent to one hundred medium-grade spiritual stones."

"Then I really can't afford it. Is there anything cheaper? Even if it only temporarily damages the soul."

"Well, there is a cheap thing, but even if the opponent's soul is contaminated, it can start to gradually recover after five or six breaths.

People with different cultivation levels have different recovery times. The Qi refining period takes half a day, the foundation building period takes more than an hour, and the golden elixir can be completely restored within two sticks of incense.

In addition, this thing has a weakness. Although it is an odorless gas, it is colored, white.

And when using it, please note that you need to close your consciousness yourself, otherwise it will also be contaminated."

"Okay, if you want to deal with a golden elixir monk, how much dose and how many spiritual stones are needed?"

Manager Chen couldn't help but take another look at him and secretly thought that this man was so bold. He dared to plot against the Golden Elixir cultivator during his Qi refining period.

"We will prepare the dosage and sell it to you for one thousand medium-grade spiritual stones."

"Then please give me more. Please give me the amount of fifteen hundred middle-grade spiritual stones."

Jin Ziming thought that he still needed to prepare "rations" for Wang Pengxu.

"Can."

"Can you compress this white gas as much as possible and then pack it into a thin skin bag?"

"No problem, we can package it according to your requirements."

"Manager Chen, I still need a magic trick that can easily change my appearance. It is best to cover up the monk's aura and make me look like a mortal.

In addition, you also have medicines for treating corpses and removing their life breath, right?"

"This is very simple. It's a low-level disguise technique. No spiritual stones are required. I will give it to you as a friendly gift.

Clothes that can cover up the aura during the Qi refining period require thirty middle-grade spiritual stones.

As for the medicine to dispose of the corpse, I will give you the amount of twenty medium-grade spiritual stones.

Counting it all together,... there are a total of one thousand five hundred and fifty middle-grade spiritual stones."

Jin Zi thanked him, took out the remaining nine second-level beast cores and one third-level beast core, and said:

"Please ask Manager Chen to give you a price for these beast cores. Only by selling them can I pay enough spirit stones."

The old man looked at it carefully and then said:

"Ordinary second-level beast cores are still charged at the price of ten middle-grade spiritual stones;

Third-level beast cores are purchased based on twenty high-level spiritual stones, for a total of twenty high-level and ninety mid-level spiritual stones.

Converted into mid-grade spiritual stones, after deducting your expenses, we still need to pay you five hundred and forty."

"Okay, deal." Jin Ziming responded readily.

The old man handed him the spirit stones and everything he wanted. At this point, all the beast cores Jin Ziming had saved in the dark forest had been used.

He lamented in his heart that the abominable Long Qing Sect only gave out ten low-level spiritual stones to green-card disciples every month for cultivation, which were only equivalent to one first-level beast core. It was indeed called "junk".

Coupled with the insidious activities in the sect, it is really a blessing for me to be able to escape as soon as possible.

After coming out of Qingfeng Pavilion, Jin Ziming changed his route several times, bought an ordinary short blade on the way, put it in his arms, and then turned back to the inn.

Along the way, his soul had been scanning with all his strength, and no eyeliner was found following him.

He took out the low-level disguise method, and after reading it, he found that it was indeed very simple. With a little bit of inner energy movement, he could easily change his appearance.

Although the figure cannot change, there will be no problem, after all, the two enemies are not familiar with him.

That night, he disguised himself as an ordinary-looking young man and went to the western suburbs to find the "Tingchao Xiaozhu".

The building of the restaurant is brand new, with white walls and black tiles, a lot of green bamboo planted, and ink paintings hanging on many walls, adding a bit of a bookish aroma.

Although it is newly opened, business is good, and more than half of the seats in the lobby are already occupied by customers.

Jin Ziming asked for a separate private room. The receptionist led him through the hall and sat down in the room. When the tea was poured, Jin Ziming said:

"Waiter, bring me a jug of good wine, and serve me the best and most distinctive dishes you have here. Don't worry about whether I can finish the meal. I just want to enjoy it by myself tonight."

"Okay, sir, I'll go get ready right away. You can have some tea first."

Not long after, exquisite dishes were served one after another, and Jin Ziming asked the waiter to introduce each dish to him.

One of the dishes impressed him deeply. The dish was called "This fish should only be eaten by immortals", which simulated the scenery of a lakeside forest covered with ice and snow.

The broken ice represents ice and snow. There is a small boat by the lake with a fisherman in it. There is a small wooden house on the shore and wisps of white smoke are constantly coming out, which means fairyland.

Outside the wooden house, there was a shelf built with small bamboo strips, on which were placed a dozen thin slices of drunkard fish. The species of fish was said to be extremely rare.

Jin Ziming was full of praise for this dish. After he was full of wine and food, he rewarded the waiter with some silver coins and asked to dismantle the fishing boat and wooden house and take them back as a souvenir. Of course, the waiter readily agreed.


Chapter completed!