I am eight years old again, and I will never serve as a cauldron for the empress again.

The old village chief was so angry at Zhuang Zhou's behavior that he gritted his teeth.

In his own calculations, Zhuang Zhou was an unparalleled genius; how could he be such a greedy and scoundrel?

"what would you like?"

The old village chief patiently spoke to Zhuang Zhou.

It's not that he's tolerant.

Rather, they had no choice.

In this world, there are many strong people, but few who are skilled at healing.

Aside from Zhuang Zhou, he would find it difficult to find another powerful person who could heal him and cure his injuries in a short period of time.

"Old village chief, don't look at me like that! It's a matter of money for goods, and it's the code of the trade. You didn't take advantage of me, so don't act like I'm the one who benefited from you! Since you're so skilled, you can't very well take advantage of the hard work of a mere kid like me!"

Zhuang Zhou, his eyes darting around, said to the old village chief.

The old village chief wished he could chop Zhuang Zhou's head into pieces.

That brat is deliberately trying to provoke him with his words.

Make him feel awkward if he doesn't give you something in return.

"As the former village chief of Fengyun Village, I certainly won't shortchange you! What benefits do you need from me to help me heal my injuries?"

The old village chief said.

"I'm an honest and fair person! I'll never cheat you out of your money! I won't ask for more than what you need! Ten low-grade immortal stones, plus one low-grade world origin crystal, and I'll help you heal and advance to the Yin-Yang Realm, how about that?"

Zhuang Zhou said.

"What? Ten low-grade immortal stones? One low-grade origin crystal? And you're only at the Yin-Yang Realm! Damn it! You're extorting me, you're blackmailing me, understand?"

The old village chief was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Even the landlords didn't have any surplus grain!

He is currently at the peak of the Heavenly Gang Realm, and is only one step away from the Yin-Yang Realm!

That bastard!

The price offered for simply restoring his cultivation by one minor realm was astonishing.

Is he trying to take advantage of me?

"Ahem! Old village chief, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't speak carelessly! You were once a respected powerhouse, but due to severe injuries, your cultivation level declined, and you returned to the Heavenly Gang Realm. For you to recover from the peak of the Heavenly Gang Realm to the Yin-Yang Realm is a hundred times more difficult than for an ordinary person to cultivate from the Heavenly Gang Realm to the Yin-Yang Realm. Ordinary medicines are no longer enough to heal your injuries. Even if I personally intervened, it would take a great deal of effort to stabilize your injuries and restore your realm. My price is reasonable! If you are unwilling, that's fine, but don't spread rumors and slander me, otherwise, I'll sue you for defamation!"

After Zhuang Zhou finished speaking, he looked aggrieved.

The old village chief was so angry he was grinding his teeth.

This Zhuang Zhou does bad things himself, but he won't let others talk about them?

However, the old village chief also knew that what Zhuang Zhou said was true. His injuries were difficult to heal with ordinary pills. Otherwise, with his strength and status, how could he have delayed his injuries until now?

"Alright! I'll agree to your impolite condition! But I have one condition: I will only give you the benefits after you help me restore my cultivation to the Yin-Yang Realm!"

The old village chief was worried that the people of Zhuangzhou were incompetent and would run away after taking the benefits.

Zhuang Zhou, nonchalant and patting his chest, said, "It's alright. You can run away, but you can't hide. If I heal your injuries and you deny it, then I'll take this statue of the Rakshasa General!"

Zhuang Zhou's eyes darted around and then landed on the statue of the Rakshasa General.

Upon hearing this, the old village chief was so angry that he trembled all over.

It seems that Zhuang Zhou has already set his sights on the statue of the Rakshasa General.

He suspected that inviting Zhuang Zhou and the others was a terrible decision, a complete blunder.

But now that things have come to this, the old village chief has no other choice.

He clicked his tongue and said to Zhuang Zhou, "Come, heal my wounds!"

The old village chief had just closed his eyes when the three extraterrestrial demons at the Heavenly Gang Realm charged forward menacingly.

"Are you treating us three like we don't exist? You actually want to heal the old village chief's wounds in public?"

"Nalan Hansheng, why don't you stop those three right now!"

The old village chief didn't even open his eyes, and said it as a matter of course.

Does a grandfather need to be polite when instructing his grandson to do something?

Nalan Han let out a muffled groan.

He summoned a three-headed, six-armed dharma form, which instantly charged towards the three-headed, peak-level extraterrestrial demon.

Every move is deadly.

Every sword kills.

The cold light shimmered.

His killing intent was boundless!

Nalan Hansheng lived up to his reputation as a pillar of Yuncheng, taking the lead and blocking three extraterrestrial demons at the peak of the Heavenly Gang Realm.

Even though all three extraterrestrial demons possessed the combat power of a Saint Realm expert, Nalan Hansheng and Shi Biao displayed the courage of one man guarding the pass against ten thousand, transforming into an impenetrable wall of copper and iron, making it impossible for ink to penetrate, leaving the three extraterrestrial demons at the peak of the Heavenly Bar Realm with no power to break through!

Nalan Hansheng intercepted the three-headed extraterrestrial demon outside.

He said smugly, "You grains of rice dare to compete with the bright moon? With me here, you won't even dare to lay a finger on my grandfather!"

However, before he could finish speaking, the old village chief's wailing came from behind him.

"Oh my goodness, take stock! My old bones are about to break!"

The old village chief's eyes welled up with tears of pain.

Zhuang Zhou, however, continued to use his silver knife to clean the rotting flesh from the old village chief's chest without any mercy.

His movements were rough, each cut bringing out rotten flesh, and sometimes the old village chief's fresh, bloody flesh.

"Old village chief, please bear with it. Your injuries are too severe. If we don't remove the rotten flesh in time, even if the injuries heal later, they will only turn from visible wounds into hidden ailments, which will be extremely detrimental to you!"

Zhuangzi spoke of it very lightly.

The knife stabbed again and again.

The old village chief was in unbearable pain, his face showing utter despair.

Seeing this scene, Nalan Hansheng felt even more helpless.

She risked her life to protect her grandfather from a powerful enemy, but unexpectedly, her grandfather still suffered greatly.

Was his sacrifice truly worthwhile?

A moment of distraction.

Nalan Hansheng was slashed.

Another Yin-Yang Realm Undying Heavenly Demon attacked.

Nalan Hansheng was lost in thought.

At the same time, the movements of this immortal demon were light and silent.

A mistake.

Nalan Hansheng now had a deep, bone-revealing wound on his chest.

Nalan Hansheng's hair stood on end, and he hastily forced Nalan Hansheng to retreat.

The three-headed, six-armed form of the deity had become much more blurred!

"Damn Undying Demons, where's your shame? You actually chose to launch a sneak attack, you're really getting more and more pathetic!"

The old village chief launched into a tirade of curses.

He poured out his anger.

Of course, his anger stemmed from the pain of Zhuangzi's knife piercing his flesh.

But he still hoped that Zhuang Zhou would heal his wounds, so he dared not speak out against his anger!

"Face? Ever since you suppressed our ancestor, the Immortal Demon Clan, here, our clan has lost all face! We will spare no expense to rescue our ancestor!"

The Yin-Yang Realm Undying Demon who had suddenly appeared spoke in a sinister tone.

He looked at the injured Nalan Hansheng.

"Is this your descendant? He has decent talent, but his strength is a bit weak. If you don't want him to die in front of you, you'd better release our ancestor obediently! Otherwise, I can't guarantee what will happen to him!"

The Yin-Yang Realm Undying Heavenly Demon threatened.

His aura was released.

His aura surpassed that of ordinary emperors, approaching that of a supreme ruler!

The old village chief cursed, "You shameless bastard! Back then, it was your Undying Demon Clan's ancestor who begged and pleaded with me, insisting on exchanging his eternal seal for the cultivation technique! I reluctantly agreed! I never imagined that thousands of years later, his descendants would be so ungrateful, choosing to turn against us! You are truly a bunch of scum, beasts!"

"Thank you for the compliment! So your choice is to sacrifice yourself, this so-called grandson, to preserve your so-called rules?"

The Yin-Yang Realm Undying Heavenly Demon asked the old village chief again with cunning malice.