After having a baby with my wife in my dream, they all came true.

time flies.

On days when no one came, Lin Chuan and Mo Sangyu practiced in the Wanxiang Pavilion.

As they get along day after day, Mo Sangyu's attitude has gradually changed. On the surface, she still looks as indifferent as usual, but many different meanings can be seen in the subtle details.

Lin Chuan occasionally comprehends the three paths of reincarnation, the sword of all living beings, and the mediation of creation in the dream training space.

But there was no progress.

It would be more comfortable to chat with Sang Yu.

This kind of days lasted for about half a month, and Wanxiang Pavilion finally welcomed its first guest.

"help me!"

A bloody figure stumbled in from outside the door, and behind him was a monk holding a hammer, looking ferocious and vicious.

The hammer dragged on the ground, sending out sparks and making a sharp sound.

This made the fear on the guest's face even more profound.

"Private fighting is prohibited in Wanxiang Pavilion."

Lin Chuan took a step forward and stood in front of the Iron Hammer Monk.

"Dao... Daoist friend, please save me."

The bloody figure was crawling at Lin Chuan's feet, his breath was weak, and his foundation had been damaged. He was afraid that he would not live long.

"Your Excellency, are you going to stop me?"

Brother Iron Hammer is a powerful man in the fourth realm of legend. He dares to break into this temple and commit crimes openly, so he is naturally not weak.

"This is my place."

Lin Chuan smiled, "I don't care how you fight outside, but when you get to my place, you must listen to me."

"By you? Or by your Wanxiang Pavilion?"

Brother Iron Hammer smiled, his eyes full of disdain, "This is the Ember State. In a place like this, you want to talk to me about the rules?"

"Here, strength is the rule."

"I'm better than you, and my rules are the rules."

After saying that, an even more terrifying pressure burst out from the Iron Hammer monk, covering Lin Chuan, "Get out of my way!"

"I will definitely kill the man behind you. No one can protect him."

"If you dare to stop me again, I will kill you too!"

The Iron Hammer monk showed his murderous intent.

The spiritual power rolled in the Wanxiang Pavilion like a vast ocean, attracting the attention of many people in the Taoist temple.

Lin Chuan still stood there calmly.

Only in this way can it be effective, only in this way can the reputation of Wanxiang Pavilion be spread, and only in this way can more cultivators come to him.

He could sense that many eyes were focused here.

A cultivator of the fourth realm of legend is considered a strong cultivator even in Tianjing State, which is known as the most chaotic state in the world.

Enough to dominate.

It's just right for surgery.

"Wait a minute, I'll ask him a question."

Lin Chuan turned and looked at the monk who was being hunted, who was also the first customer since the opening of his Wanxiang Pavilion.

"Sir, my Wanxiang Pavilion can help you solve any problem, but it will cost you a price."

"What's the price?" asked the monk.

"Your soul."

Lin Chuan said seriously.

As soon as these words came out, the guest was stunned.

Mo Sangyu, who was "holding the fort" on the side, was also stunned, and even the Iron Hammer monk who was chasing after him was stunned.

"soul?"

The guest asked again uncertainly.

"Correct."

Lin Chuan nodded, "You heard it right, it's your soul."

The guest blinked and asked, "What's the difference between this and killing me?"

“Of course there is a difference.”

Lin Chuan said: "If you are killed by him, you will die, but I can help you fulfill one of your regrets in life."

"Also, I can give you some time to deal with your aftermath."

“……” The guest was silent.

"Hahahahaha!"

At this time, Brother Iron Hammer laughed, "So he is a demon. I said that in this chaotic land, there are still people who do good deeds and speak up for justice."

"Killing me."

"Shangguan Qing, you are doomed. It is the end of your road. You can choose whether to be toyed with and killed by this devil or die happily under my hammer. It is your choice."

Brother Iron Hammer looked at the pale-faced guest Shangguan Qing with a joking look.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm really not a demon."

Lin Chuan explained, "I just follow the principle of equal exchange. You help me, and I help you."

"Hahahaha!"

Brother Iron Hammer laughed even more happily, "The devil likes to say that he is not a devil the most. He has a lot of twisted logic. If he falls into the hands of someone like you, it would be a real fate worse than death."

Lin Chuan still smiled as he looked at the frightened Shangguan Qing, "Others said the words, but you can walk your own path."

He was happy to delay.

In the Taoist temple where Wanxiang Pavilion is located, many monks have gathered to watch the show.

After all, a "mysterious force" suddenly settled here, and everyone would be curious. If it was a soft persimmon, there would be many people who would want to squeeze it.

Shangguan Qing looked at Lin Chuan's sincere expression and for a moment he didn't know whether it was true or not.

But for him, there was really no way out.

Either way it's death.

If you leave Wanxiang Pavilion, you will definitely be beaten into a pulp by a hammer.

If he agrees to the Master of Wanxiang Pavilion, what awaits him might be endless torture.

“How do I choose?”

Shangguan Qing was unwilling to give up, as there were still too many things waiting for him to do. He promised his sister that he would bring back the antidote to cure the Tianxiang poison in her body.

If he died here...

He couldn't imagine how sad his sister would be as she waited for his return at home.

Damn Xuanyuan family!

It was obvious that he was the one who got the herb first, but in the end he had to give it up. If he didn't, he would be killed?

The Tiechui who was chasing him was actually the Xuanyuan family's servant.

"Shangguan Qing, have you thought it through?"

Brother Iron Hammer laughed wantonly and said, "I don't have that much patience to wait for you. You're going to die anyway, so just make your choice quickly."

"Okay! I choose!"

Shangguan Qing gritted his teeth, "Master Wanxiang, didn't you say you could fulfill any of my wishes?"

"Yeah." Lin Chuan nodded.

"Okay then! I want you to kill him! Kill this servant of the Xuanyuan family!" Shangguan Qing said hatefully.

"Are you sure this is what you most want to do?"

Lin Chuan looked at Shangguan Qing, with a mysterious fluctuation in his eyes.

Shangguan Qing paused.

Is this what he wants to do most? Of course not.

Even though he really wanted to kill Tiechui and hated the Xuanyuan family to bits, such negative emotions were nothing compared to his love for his sister.

He had only one wish, which was that his sister could live in good health.

That's it.

"I……"

Originally he was unwilling to believe the Master of Wanxiang Pavilion, but at this moment, he inexplicably had a hint of expectation. Perhaps this was his sister's only life-saving straw.

He was no longer angry and his expression became much more serious.

"You... can really..."

"can."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Chuan interrupted him, "You can trust me, as long as you are willing to exchange."

"If you lie to me..."

"The price you will pay will be ten thousand times more."

The last sentence was so chilling that it made Shangguan Qing shudder and he quietly put away his inner thoughts.

"Master Wanxiang, if you can protect my sister and let her grow up safely without being persecuted by the Xuanyuan family, I am willing to sacrifice my soul."