Negative Energy Transfer: System Domination

Han Changkong in the carriage heard the sound.

I got out of the car and stretched.

"Are you here the Wanjiafang Market?"

"Yes, please?"

"We are disciples of the Daoist Sect."

The young monk's legs trembled when he heard this.

"Senior, please come in."

After saying that, he took out the sound transmission talisman to contact the high-level monk who was in charge here.

When the monk heard that it was a disciple of the Taoist Sect, he almost ran away with his shoes.

"Seniors, welcome to my Wanjiafang Market."

Han Changkong had never heard of the Wan family.

"Your Wan family should have been established not long ago in this generation, right?"

"Senior, you have a keen eye. This place used to belong to the Zheng family, but they had some conflicts with my family, and then they were wiped out by my family."

Han Changkong nodded when he heard this. It wasn't a big deal.

In the entire world of cultivating immortals, the ones who fight the most fiercely and have the most desperate criminals are these low-level cultivators and families.

"Okay, let's go in and play for a few days. If it's fun, we can play for a few more days."

"Senior, please come in. There are too many low-level cultivators in the market, and I'm afraid they might offend you."

Han Changkong waved his hand:

"That's fine. Since we're out here to have fun, let's not get into unnecessary formalities."

Then everyone walked directly into the market.

Han Changkong suddenly stopped.

"Um, fellow Daoist, please keep an eye on the carriage for us."

"Don't worry, seniors. We will take good care of your mounts."

Han Changkong and others then walked towards the market town.

After a sweep of spiritual consciousness, the highest level of cultivation was the Golden Core Stage.

Then they quickly found the Wendao Sect’s shop here.

When the shopkeeper heard that it was a disciple of the Wending Sect, he hurried out to greet him.

When I saw the identity badges of several people, I was completely numb.

These are not disciples at all, these are fucking ancestors.

I am a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building. To put it nicely, I am a disciple of the Asking Dao Sect. To put it bluntly, I am just a errand boy for the sect.

"Junior Mo Jun has met several seniors."

Han Changkong and Dai An nodded.

Looking at Mo Jun, he was already old, and it was probably unlikely that he would ever achieve the Golden Elixir in this lifetime.

So he said:

"Just prepare a place for us to live, and you will get a lot of benefits."

Han Changkong was not bragging. He had alchemists and weapon refiners on his side.

When the shopkeeper heard this, he was so excited that he didn't know what to do next.

But at this moment, a voice was heard.

"You asked Daoist Sect if there was something wrong with this pill."

Han Changkong's heart suddenly became extremely twisted.

How come something happens wherever I go?

But everyone saw Han Changkong's expression.

I thought he was getting ready to get angry.

The shopkeeper hurried forward.

I thought to myself, since these second-generation rich guys are here, I can’t lose the dignity of the Wendao Sect.

"You idiot! I'm talking about a sect as big as the Daoist Sect. How could you possibly cheat for a mere first-grade elixir?"

At this time, a group of wandering cultivators had gathered around.

Even the leaders of the neighboring Tianjian Sect, Danding Sect, Qingyun Sect, Piaomiao Sect, Yingui Sect, etc., gathered around.

The wandering cultivator who was looking for trouble saw so many people surrounding him.

Instantly confident:

"How can there be no problem? I spent twenty spirit stones to buy a bottle of Qi-absorbing pill, but it didn't have the effect it was supposed to have. It's simply garbage."

Then he took out his porcelain bottle.

This porcelain bottle is obviously a special one made by the Daoist Sect.

Shangguan Xue, the senior sister directly taught by Wen Danfeng, became very angry.

"You said you bought this elixir from my Daoist Sect. Do you have any evidence?"

The monk didn't care, he just had to do the job after receiving the money:

"How come there's no evidence? I just bought it an hour ago, and everyone here can testify to that. Besides, I fell at the door when I bought the pill, and everyone saw it."

At this time, a monk in the crowd spoke:

"Oh, so it was you who fell down just to see the beauty."

"Yes, I remember that too. It's him."

"This person did buy the elixir here an hour ago."

"I saw it too, it's true. He bumped into me when he was running away in a hurry."

"..."

Hearing all these chattering lines, Han Changkong was completely numb.