I am the Snake Taoist

At that moment, Wu Yong's old face on the high platform was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from it.

His own grandson being called a mad dog in front of so many people was simply an insult to the bloodline of his old Wu family.

If his grandson was a mad dog, then what was he?

"Old Wu, it's just a squabble between youngsters, just a joke."

Zhang Zui said with a smile, knowing that this old guy was the most insidious and wouldn't care about face or status; if he wanted to mess with you, he would use all kinds of means.

"Besides, people of the Wu lineage are all like this, it's not like you don't know."

Zhang Zui's tone in the latter sentence was not as amicable as before, even a bit cold.

Sure enough, Wu Yong's expression changed slightly after hearing this, but his face remained ashen.

Qin Qiu grabbed Wu Chen's collar and kept slamming him towards the ground.

He muttered, "I'll let you be a mad dog, I'll let you bark!"

This was the sorrow of Qimen techniques; setting up formations was truly powerful, even capable of easily fighting opponents above one's level.

But one's own body was also truly weak, with all skills relying on the formation plate.

This also shaped the personalities of Qimen cultivators, each one more insidious than the last, hiding whenever possible and never showing their faces.

Wu Chen was dizzy from Qin Qiu's slams, but his eyes were still sharp, staring fixedly at Qin Qiu.

"Wo bu hui ren shu de!" (I won't admit defeat!)

At this moment, Wu Chen had lost seven or eight teeth from the slams, and his mouth was swollen like a sausage, making it difficult to speak clearly.

"We admit defeat!"

On the high platform, Wu Yong said to the arena below with an ashen face, and the Yaogu disciple responsible for hosting the arena competition hurriedly took Wu Chen down.

"Truly a heroic young man, my Qimen Wu family has suffered this time! We admit defeat! We can afford to lose!"

Qin Qiu swept a cold glance, generally, people who lacked something loved to emphasize it.

Saying they could afford to lose, but in reality, they were the ones who couldn't afford to lose the most.

Qin Qiu didn't say anything, walking off the stage on his own.

Now, no one would underestimate Qin Qiu's strength, even if he didn't say a word the entire time.

Qin Qiu's strength had surpassed everyone else present by too much.

Time came to the round of six into three, and Qin Qiu's opponent this time was a Buddhist disciple.

From the Damo Zen Monastery, one of the Five Buddhas.

Qin Qiu had always been unfamiliar with the Five Buddhas, having only come into contact with the Killing Life Temple.

It was said that the Damo Zen Monastery was famous for its boxing techniques, with a single fist capable of subduing demons and devils, plucking the moon and seizing stars.

Someone with good intentions even wrote a doggerel to describe the Damo Zen Monastery.

The family's fame all lies in fists,

Ten thousand things and a thousand autumns never idle,

The rise and fall of the world not in sight,

Worship a lifetime of Chan and martial arts mysterious.

It was said that the disciples of the Damo Zen Monastery were all obsessed with boxing, advocating for martial force, and not following Buddhist precepts.

However, it was worth mentioning that among the five major Buddhist sects, only the Damo Zen Monastery had been winning until now, with the other four having left early.

Just as Qin Qiu was preparing to enter the arena, the opposing great monk had already shouted to admit defeat.

He gave Qin Qiu a Buddhist salute and left the stage.

Leaving Qin Qiu standing there, looking completely bewildered.

"Hahaha, it seems these bald heads are all afraid of you!"

Wan Shi and the others laughed so hard they were doubled over, especially Gongshu Yuan, who was about to hold his stomach and fall to the ground.

Time always passed particularly quickly without one noticing.

Night, the moon rabbit hung high.

"Knock knock"

A series of knocks woke Qin Qiu from his cultivation.

"What is it?"

"Daoist Priest, people from Yaogu are requesting to see you outside the door, saying they would like to invite you to Yaogu for a talk."

Qin Qiu's eyes flickered, people from Yaogu...

Then his favor...

With these thoughts, Qin Qiu got up and walked outside.

"Lead the way."

Outside the door, a group of Yaogu personnel stood, with a sedan chair beside them.

Seeing Qin Qiu come out, they all saluted.

The leader was still Yao Xin, whom Qin Qiu had met once before; he was the one who received the people from the Mechanical Hall back then.

"Daoist Snake, please get on the sedan chair."

Yao Xin opened the sedan curtain for Qin Qiu, and Qin Qiu didn't stand on ceremony, getting on by himself.

After Qin Qiu got on the sedan chair, the group lifted the sedan chair, generating clouds beneath their feet, and rose into the air.

The group carried the sedan chair and flew in the air for a long time, finally landing slowly, revealing a dazzling and magnificent scene.

The valley was filled with a unique fragrance, and various rare herbs shimmered with faint light.

It could truly be said that exotic herbs grew taller year by year, and strange flowers were new in every way.

Rare herbs from the outside world could be seen everywhere here, and Qin Qiu even saw two more plants of the Heart-Slaying Grass, which he had spent so much effort to obtain.

Yao Xin led Qin Qiu along a winding path, and soon they saw a beautiful pavilion.

Entering the pavilion, they saw an old man with white hair sitting in it, his full appearance unknown, filled with mystery.

"Old Valley Master, the person has been brought."

The old man was facing away from the crowd; hearing Yao Xin's report, he slowly raised his head and looked at Qin Qiu.

Just one glance gave Qin Qiu a shock beyond compare.

What a hawk-eyed and wolf-like appearance! Qin Qiu's body hairs stood on end.

Qin Qiu sensed that the person in front of him was definitely a great hero!

"If there's nothing else, you may all withdraw..."

"Yes!"

The words of the old man seemed to inject chicken blood into Yao Xin and the others, and they became visibly excited.

After everyone left, the old man turned around and looked at Qin Qiu.

The old man was energetic, and although his pupils were a bit cloudy, it did not diminish his demeanor in the slightest.

"Daoist Snake, a disciple of Wu Xian... named Qin Qiu, with mid-stage Four Fiends Realm strength, and good relations with forces such as the Mechanical Hall, the Dragon Supporting Sect, the God of Wealth Business Association, and the Corpse Sect..."

"Hello, Old Valley Master!"

Qin Qiu didn't say much, simply following Yao Xin's example and greeting the old man.

Having been in Yaogu for so long, he had never hidden his relationship with everyone, so it would be strange if the people of Yaogu didn't know this.

"The reason for inviting you here today is firstly to thank your master for his help before, and secondly to discuss some insights about cultivation with you," the old man said with a smile.

Qin Qiu clasped his fists slightly, "Old Valley Master is too polite."

The two began to talk, from the cultivation of medicinal herbs to the practice of cultivation techniques; Qin Qiu found that the old man had unique insights and benefited greatly.

Although Qin Qiu didn't understand some things, he knew how to read the wind and steer the rudder, relying on his experience from his previous life, the words he spoke always had some credibility.

The two asked and answered, or asked and answered each other, and talked until dawn.

The old man ended with a cough.

"Hahaha, you are a rare genius, no, you should say a monster."

"Your master is lucky to have a disciple like you..."

Speaking of this, the Old Valley Master's tone was slightly low, and his eyes looked at Qin Qiu, as if hesitating.

"Sigh..."

The Old Valley Master sighed slightly...

"I know your intention, and you can be considered to have fulfilled the bet between me and your master, and I will reshape your severed limbs for you."

"But I personally have two things I want to ask of you."

"This junior cannot bear the word 'ask' from the Old Valley Master, please, Old Valley Master, feel free to speak."

"Cough cough, child, come out!"

The Old Valley Master waved his hand towards the screen behind the house.

A fat figure appeared in Qin Qiu's sight.

This familiar appearance, isn't it the roasted ginseng stall owner that Qin Qiu met before?