I have the face of a great demon.

Hua Laodao walked towards the Yu brothers with a puzzled look on his face and asked, "Eldest brother Yu, what's going on? Why are all these people dressed in black robes?"

Old Yu shook his head with a wry smile:

"What else could it be? It's all the work of the big devil."

"Last night, I don't know how many people dressed up as big devils to rob people."

"Look, we walked around in the woods and found so many guys dressed as big devils."

As he spoke, he patted Yu Laoliu, who was howling in pain.

"Stop howling. If you have the guts to impersonate the great demon, then don't be afraid of pain. You're lucky to have come back alive."

They went over to take a look and saw that Yu Laoliu's face was swollen like a pig's head, and his body was covered in bruises, indicating that he had been beaten countless times.

As the group covered their mouths and chuckled, another person arrived at the entrance, and someone shouted, "Too much money!"

"Hey, didn't Qian Duo rent a place last night?" someone asked curiously.

"Did he go out again in the middle of the night?" another person guessed.

"Look, he doesn't seem quite right," someone else whispered.

Just then, Qian Duoduo walked over.

When people saw his appearance, they almost didn't recognize him.

Qian Duoduo was disheveled and filthy, his clothes had been stripped off, and the only thing left was his undergarment, which was messy and dirty, with several footprints on his buttocks.

Upon seeing the crowd, Qian Duoduo grinned and said:

"Do you know what? I ran into a big devil last night."

Old Master Yu said, "A great demon? There were many great demons last night, quite a few of them here. Come and see which one you encountered?"

Qian Duoduo's expression changed: "What do you know? I've encountered a real demon!"

"I'm the first person to encounter a great demon and still be alive. Aren't I amazing?"

"Hehe, I'm the first person to encounter the great demon and still be alive!"

He was so excited about having so much money that he danced around and shouted as he walked towards the village.

Every time he encountered someone, he would go up to them and shout, "Hehe, I ran into the big devil, but I'm still alive."

Someone asked in disbelief, "What's going on? Has he gone mad?"

"Yeah, I think they really are crazy."

"With such immense power and wealth, how could he go mad? Could it be that he really encountered a great demon?"

"Don't be silly. If he really encountered a great demon, he should already be dead."

"Maybe he's gone mad because he has too much money, and that's why the big devil is too lazy to kill him."

People have different opinions, and no one knows for sure what happened to Qian Duoduo.

The only thing that's certain is that they've gone mad with money.

If someone can drive someone with too much money crazy, could they be a real monster?

No one can tell.

This question, like a seed, quietly sprouted in everyone's hearts, bringing a touch of unease.

This eerie atmosphere spread through the crowd, casting a shadow over everyone's hearts.

The independent cultivators, who had originally planned to linger at the trading site a little longer, changed their minds and hurriedly took their leave without hesitation.

Hua Laodao also left the trading area with the flow of people.

After escaping the maze, Master Hua summoned his gourd, which soared into the sky, and led his two disciples back to the Taoist temple.

Once inside the gourd, with no outsiders around, Hua Laodao finally asked Liu Xingchen the question he had been pondering.

Old Master Hua sighed deeply at the consequences of having too much money.

Although this gave him a sense of relief, he still felt sorry for his old rival who had been entangled with him for many years.

But how did someone with so much money go crazy? Only Liu Xingchen can answer that question.

"Xingchen, you robbed too much money last night, did you see how crazy he was?"

"Master, I don't know either." Liu Xingchen looked innocent. "When I got there, he was already lying on the ground. I stripped his things off and ran away without paying any attention to him."

Old Master Hua frowned: "You got almost everything back from him because of Qian. Didn't the person who knocked him out steal anything from him?"

"I really don't know," Liu Xingchen scratched his head. "Maybe they were just seeking revenge, not robbing us?"

"Besides, when I robbed him, I didn't strip him of his clothes. It was the people behind him who did that, which shows that there was more than one person who robbed him."

These words made Tie Zhu laugh. This money was too much; it was a real fat sheep, and everyone was trying to fleece it until it was all bald.

"I see." Old Hua seemed to understand something, but seeing that he couldn't get a clear answer from the question, he stopped talking and focused on controlling the gourd to fly forward.

Half a day later, Hua Laodao's gourd landed steadily on Jianxian Peak like a bird returning to its nest, and they finally returned to the familiar Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple remains tranquil, with a gentle mountain breeze and swirling clouds and mist, giving one a sense of transcendence from the mundane world.

Hua Wufeng divided the treasures he had obtained from robbing too much money into three parts, and the three of them sat together, happily dividing the "stolen goods".

The Foundation Establishment Pill naturally belonged to Elder Hua, as it was crucial for his breakthrough. The other spirit crystals, pills, and magical treasures were given to Liu Xingchen and Tie Zhu as compensation.

After dividing the valuables, Old Master Hua said to the two men:

"Disciples, now that I have obtained the Foundation Establishment Pill, I will be going into seclusion to break through my cultivation level."

"This seclusion will last at least six months, and at most one or two years. During that time, I will be unable to teach you two."

"You two must cultivate on your own until I emerge from seclusion."

Tie Zhu patted his chest and assured him, "No problem, Master. Go ahead and rest assured. We will cultivate diligently and wait for you to come out of seclusion."

"What do you mean by 'go ahead with peace of mind'? That sounds really awkward," Liu Xingchen thought to himself, but nodded in agreement.

"However, before I go into seclusion, I must first teach you the art of manipulating objects so that you can use storage bags."

Tie Zhu was eagerly awaiting the use of the storage bag and readily agreed.

Hua Laodao smiled and said, "Rest for one night, and we will begin practicing the art of object manipulation first thing tomorrow morning."

The next morning, as the first rays of sunlight shone into the Taoist temple, Master Hua led his two disciples to the open space of the temple and began teaching the art of object manipulation.

The two storage bags, won in the gambling battle, lay before him, waiting for their new owner to use them.

Master Hua coughed twice and began his lesson.

“Disciples, to use the art of controlling objects, we must use our spiritual senses.”

"Xingchen's cultivation has reached the third level of Qi Refining, and he can already use his spiritual sense to manipulate objects. Tiezhu is just a little short, only at the second level of Qi Refining, so he might have a bit more trouble. You need to practice hard."

Master Hua's gaze swept back and forth between his two disciples, both stern and full of expectation.

"Yes, Master."

The two answered in unison, their voices tinged with excitement and nervousness.

"Hmm. Come on, you two, use your spiritual senses to sense the storage bag in front of you and see how it differs from the surrounding stones and plants."

Following his master's instructions, Liu Xingchen used his spiritual sense to explore the area. With his master's guidance, he specifically compared it with the surrounding stones and indeed made a different discovery.

“Master, I’ve made a discovery.” Liu Xingchen’s eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a new continent. “When I use my spiritual sense to probe a stone, it’s just a stone. I know it’s there, that’s all.”

“But the storage bag is different. I can not only sense its presence, but I also have a feeling that it can respond to me and communicate with me.”