Starting with no spiritual roots: beginning with being bound to the bad luck system

He will die immediately, meaning that the senior has been angered and cannot escape.

Wait a minute, if the senior doesn't give out the talisman, then he'll have to provide it.

Yes, everything was fine, arranged by that woman, Fu shouldn't have been able to escape, but in the end, he ruined it all.

The poor guy thought he could get the shop owner to give him special treatment and show off how highly regarded he was by his seniors. Otherwise, why would he be the only one among so many cultivators to arrange the battle between the two sides?

If you don't have it, then forget about it.

However, not only has he not been rewarded with talismans by his seniors, but he also owes them. He really shouldn't have been so greedy.

Of course, the pastry chef's words shifted the focus of the other cultivators' attention to whether their senior would still provide talismans. After all, what would they be doing at this free shop if they weren't getting any?

Yun Shizhu, who was the focus of everyone's attention, didn't understand why this pastry monk was so timid and hesitant, not even as decisive as a female monk.

Thinking this way, and simply going along with the other party's wishes, Yun Shizhu asked, "Is the cultivator who provides tables, chairs, and tea here?"

The monk at the tea stall who was mentioned responded.

Then the monk at the tea stall heard his senior say—

"Then you shall arrange the opponents."

The monk at the tea stall was overjoyed. He hadn't expected that providing tables, chairs, and tea would actually be beneficial, even though he had lost because of these things. Now, he was even being asked to make arrangements!

Therefore, it is permissible to abuse power for personal gain.

It's perfectly aboveboard; after all, the previous female monk had done it before, and the senior didn't say anything.

Surely the senior wouldn't object just because it's his turn? Unless the senior is a cultivator who would let a female cultivator off lightly, and he, a male cultivator, did the same, it would displease the senior.

Regardless of the reason, the monk at the tea stall ultimately couldn't resist the temptation and uttered the same words that the female monk had also said—

"Is there anyone who dares to fight me?"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the cultivators turned ugly. They could only tolerate the woman's actions because she was a woman.

But even a man can be so shameless.

I can't stand it anymore.

Some cultivators voiced their objections, saying, "How can you just assign yourself a task as soon as you receive it?"

Don't be fooled by the fact that some cultivators think the senior doesn't want to give out talismans anymore. It's just a possibility. If he still gives out talismans, then the tea stall cultivator's actions are undoubtedly taking a big bite out of the big cake.

It's no wonder that some cultivators would voice their opposition.

Actually, the pastry vendor was also unhappy with what the tea vendor said, because the vendor who originally provided the tea had lost to him!

Now, everything has turned around.

Not only did they snatch the assigned task, but they also had the chance to go up and fight. If the other side won, they would also get the talisman.

It felt like he'd been slapped in the face several times.

However, now is not the time to think about these things, and some cultivators have already spoken up to stop the tea-serving cultivators from doing so.

Therefore, what's more important now is that the talismans for those cultivators who won should be distributed, right?

Furthermore, it's strange that none of these cultivators who should have received the talismans are asking their seniors for them.

Of course, the timing was wrong; some cultivators were dissatisfied with the tea stall vendors, which in turn sparked more such complaints.

“Senior, the cultivator in charge of making the arrangements has already fought once; it's time to give us a chance…”

To avoid appearing aggressive, the monk who spoke seized upon a point from which he could launch an attack.

“Senior, we have no objection to the cultivators you selected for the arrangement, but isn’t it a bit inappropriate to arrange for yourself to participate right away? What do you think, Senior?”

"..."

The cultivators talked a lot, and some of them got noisy. The old man caught in the middle didn't want to say anything; he was just very unhappy.

These cultivators kept calling him "senior." Didn't a single one of them even notice him, a mere early Foundation Establishment cultivator?!

He may be old, but he is a true senior!