This is how immortals are cultivated

"New Year's Eve..."

Li Qingming called out Fang Suichu's name.

After Fang Suichu recovered from his dementia, the three of them had been together for a while. She had come to understand Fang Suichu's personality a little bit, and just now, she had also sensed some of Fang Suichu's unhappiness from the side.

This dissatisfaction wasn't due to the abominable feudal system of old times—it was nothing, just a stage in a civilization's history. The key was the underlying logic of this bizarre world. People ate people, monsters ate people, and literal cannibalism had become normalized. Hence, the Jin Mansion's arrangements.

The three of them could tell that the maid named Fang Die was probably bought from the Ghost Market. She was either bought for the Jin family's Dao Meridian cultivation or to deal with situations like this.

A soft, white hand wrapped around his arm. It was Wu Yuanshuo. This girl was usually very shy, but sometimes she could be very bold.

"I'm fine..." Fang Suichu shook his head.

He is not a saintly person, he just looks like this because he feels a little touched.

Ultimately, it's because of lack of strength. If you have enough strength, you can completely change any situation, even the world, by yourself.

The world of strange cultivation in this world is still too urbanized.

"Let's just kill a few more Guixiu for this mission."

Half an hour later, Fang Die returned, followed by a dozen strong and sturdy servants, carrying food on their shoulders, including a dozen jars of wine. The dishes looked exquisite and delicious, and the aroma was fragrant. It was obvious that they were delicacies.

That's it for now, let's get started.

---

It was already noon when Fang Suichu arrived at Tongcheng Mansion. After a lot of trouble, by the time Fang Suichu had eaten and drunk his fill, the sky had turned into a decadent golden color.

Fang Die suddenly walked into the living room and reported to Fang Suichu that someone came to visit.

In reality, Fang Suichu knew someone was coming even without Fang Die's warning. The aura of the treacherous cultivator was undisguised. This level of aura was considered spiritual. Its strength was significantly greater than that of Gao Gang, whom Fang Suichu had taken out, or the three spiritual masters from Quyang City.

"It's the Fifth Young Master." Fang Die said with her head down.

Chapter 52: Visit

Fifth Young Master....

Fang Suichu remembered that Jin Bailu had said that there would be three competitors for the position of head of the family, and her fifth brother was one of them.

One of the thresholds for competition is to be able to invite a powerful spiritual master. Presumably, the aura that Fang Suichu sensed was the strange cultivator invited by the fifth young master of the Jin family.

Could it be that the battle can be triggered now?

Fang Suichu didn't think much about it and asked Fang Die to go down and invite the fifth young master of the Jin family and the unknown spiritual secret realm in.

A moment later, two figures, one in front and one behind, walked into the yard and came to the living room where Fang Suichu was.

Walking in front was a young man in his early twenties, dressed in noble attire and handsome.

An ordinary person, but with a strange thing on him. Well, it can be crushed to death with just one finger.

Fang Suichu walked past the young man and looked at the person behind him. The person was dressed in a brown Taoist robe and looked extremely ugly. His skin was covered in wrinkles and goosebumps. His hair was only a few scattered hairs that could be counted one by one. He looked like a newly hatched bird, with no feathers yet, and his body covered in red.

To some extent, Lingmi is no longer considered a human being, so it is not surprising that there are all kinds of monsters and demons.

Ling Mi also felt Fang Suichu's gaze. He frowned slightly and looked towards Fang Suichu, meeting his gaze.

A look can kill. In this world, the evildoers have strange eye techniques that allow them to perform magical powers simply by looking.

But Lingmi obviously did not have that kind of pupil technique, so when their eyes met, it was nothing more than a competition of momentum.

At first, this spiritual mystery pretended to remain calm and responded by staring directly at the opponent without giving in.

But soon, his momentum weakened, and he gradually became sweaty.

The reason was simple. This fellow, who came from nowhere and was invited by the fourth daughter of the Jin family, was destined to have a fight with Ling Mi, and the way he looked at him was not right.

Ten percent...one hundred thousand percent wrong.

This gaze had completely surpassed the scope of showing off one's power and was heading in another direction.

The young man... The fifth son of the Jin family was unaware of the battle between Fang Suichu in front of him and Lingmi behind him. He raised his hands and clasped his fists, then spoke to Fang Suichu:

"Mr. Fang, I'm Jin Quefan. I'm sorry to bother you with my visit."

"What's the matter?" Fang Suichu shifted his gaze and looked at the young master of the Jin family.

"Nothing much, just came to thank you."

"I also heard some of what Fourth Sister encountered on the way back. Thank you for your support along the way."

"Of course, besides gratitude, I'm also curious about what kind of expert came to the Jin Mansion."

"Have you seen it now? You can go now." Just as the fifth son of the Jin family was about to continue speaking, Fang Suichu spoke first.

This made Jin Quefan's expression freeze.

Jin Quefan looked up again and found that the expert invited by the fourth sister had a hint of impatience, a hint of displeasure, and... a hint of expectation, and a hint of eagerness to try.

If other people were so disrespectful, he would naturally turn hostile. If he needed a favor from the other party, he could also speak up shamelessly. However, Jin Quefan did not dare to act rashly towards this spiritual master.

The stiff expression quickly turned into a warm and relaxed smile.

"I am sorry for the intrusion, but I will take my leave now."

Jin Quefan bowed and turned to leave, followed by Ling Mi.

In this light, a visit that doesn't exceed five sentences would be somewhat anticlimactic and awkward.

After walking out of the villa where Fang Suichui was temporarily staying, Jin Quefan let out a long sigh, and only then did his face reveal dissatisfaction and shame.

This person is really disrespectful.

Thinking of this, Jin Quefan suppressed his displeasure and faced Ling Mi beside him with a respectful attitude:

"Mr. Gong, what do you think of this person?"

Although his tone was gentle, Jin Quefan felt a little unhappy in his heart.

The purpose of this visit was to find out that Mr. Fang had met Jin Bailu halfway and accepted the commission, so he wanted to test whether there was any possibility of poaching.

Secondly, when there is no way to poach someone, he lets the spiritual master who was hired with a large sum of money to test the other party so that he can be prepared for the next fight.

But who would have thought that he was kicked out in less than three sentences, and the person next to him was like a piece of wood, saying nothing and doing nothing.

Ling Mi, known as 'Mr. Gong', glanced at Jin Quefan.

The inhuman aura flashed by, but it made Jin Quefan's heart beat faster.

This warning-like look completely dispelled the dissatisfaction in Jin Quefan's heart.

Mr. Gong could naturally see through the little thoughts in Jin Quefan's mind.

When in front of Ling Mi, Jin Quefan was also looking forward to his attempt and the result of the test.

but....

Recalling the mysterious look in Lingmi's eyes at that time.

At that moment, my entire spiritual being was agitated, as if telling myself: Don't make a move! Don't make a move!

Even if it is just a test, and cannot be called a fight or a complete enmity, it will lead the situation to a very dangerous situation.

However, he seemed to be aware that his silence and inaction had made him lose face in front of the young master of the Jin family.

Mr. Gong, who originally didn't want to explain, coughed lightly and then spoke:

"As for that guy... he's okay. 50/50. He might not be able to handle my tactics."

This is actually half true and half false.

Because of the previous inspiration warning, Mr. Gong had already guessed the person's background and means.

I'm afraid he is a practitioner of the treacherous ways of slaughter, killing, fear and cruelty.

If this kind of madman were to be fought head-on, he would definitely run as far away as possible.

But if it was just a 'battle of wits', he was actually very confident.

"That's it..."

Mr. Gong's words surprised Jin Quefan a little. Mr. Gong was a well-known figure in the cultivation world of Shuzhou, but he had such a high opinion of the spiritual master invited by his fourth sister.

But after hearing Mr. Gong's confident words, he nodded with relief.

will win.

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Shortly after Jin Quefan left the villa where Fang Suichu stayed, Jin Bailu, who had returned home to take care of some household chores, finally showed up and came to visit.

"Your younger brother has been here, and he seems to have some ulterior motives."

"Yeah." In response to Fang Suichu's confession, Jin Bailu just nodded to indicate that he understood.

"Aren't you worried that I will defect?" Fang Suichu asked with interest.

"I believe in Mr. Fang's character, and I also believe in my vision...Mr. Fang is different from ordinary spiritualists." Jin Bailu said very solemnly.

"By the way, Mr. Fang, I just learned some of the family's future regulations."

"The most important thing right now is to select a new head of the family, and have the new head of the family preside over the funeral of the previous head of the family."

"Then the selection of the new Patriarch will require your intervention... This time the method will be a 'literary duel'."

Chapter 53: Literary Battle

"Wen Dou?"

Hearing Jin Bailu's words, Fang Suichu frowned subconsciously.

It doesn't sound very pleasant and doesn't fit my style.

Seeing Fang Suichu frowning, Jin Bailu had no choice but to explain:

"As a family inheritance, most of the secret methods used to invite spirits are for worship. How could it really be a fight to the death?"

It's just a commission and a task, why bother risking your life?

Jin Bailu thought that his family was in danger, not because of the fighting between the spiritual masters, but because the head of the family died suddenly, and there were many strange cultivators blocking the way, which seemed very abnormal.

"A 'literary duel' is a competition where the Jin family, hoping to compete for the position of patriarch's heir, invites a master to perform a magical power. The remaining practitioners invited as aids then try to decipher this power, or in other words, to outdo it, and claim the victory. Whoever possesses the most exquisite power, unmatched and undecipherable, is declared the winner."

Jin Bailu explained in detail to Fang Suichu the details of the "literary fight" method.

After hearing this, Fang Suichu's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

In his understanding, this literary fight is just a prank, and whoever is more ruthless will win.

This approach seems to be more inclined towards mechanical weirdness.

"Mr. Fang, I wonder if you..."

Of course, Jin Bailu had seen Fang Suichu in action, and could guess some of his magical powers. The invisible evil sword energy and the body that was as golden and jade-like were both powerful magical powers.

"I can bite a lighter."

Fang Suichu was wondering what kind of work he could do. When he heard Jin Bailu asking, he subconsciously thought that the other party was asking what means he would use to participate in this fight.

Jin Bailu was stunned for a moment, but fortunately, after spending nearly a month together, she had become accustomed to the strange words that would pop out of Mr. Fang's mouth from time to time, and she quickly came to her senses:

"Actually, Mr. Fang, there's no need to worry about this. The outcome of the battle, whether it succeeds or not, is secondary to Bai Lu. Even if it's the position of the head of the family, if I get it, I'm lucky, if I lose it, I'm dead."

These words made Fang Suichu look at Jin Bailu with a higher opinion. With his current intuition, he could easily detect the emotions of ordinary people and know whether they were lying.

Jin Bailu's words were all sincere.

"Sir, please do your best in the battle. Bai Lu came back this time just to find out if there is any secret behind my father's death, and who is the person who is blocking the way behind the scenes."

"So, did you find out anything?" Fang Suichu shifted his attention away from the fight and asked curiously.

Jin Bailu's quest line is such a long chain that Fang Suichu has no chance to kill without letting go.

"No." Jin Bailu shook her head.

"I asked Roufeng in detail. My father died of a sudden illness. Someone in the clan has investigated and found no curse or poison involved."

"It sounds like your father's death was just a coincidence."

"However, anything that is suspicious is no longer a coincidence if it is touched by coincidence."

"Maybe your father was murdered, but your family just didn't find out."

Fang Suichu said softly. At this time, he changed his Taoist robe into an Ulster coat, put on a deerstalker hat, and held a pipe in his mouth, which would be perfect.