Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Li Guanqi naturally sensed the aura of the person just now, and was slightly puzzled.

The other person was not old, looking to be in his early twenties, but the faint yet powerful blood energy within him made Li Guanqi secretly startled.

He didn't expect a seemingly delicate youth to hide such terrifying blood energy within him.

His heart was faintly burning, after all, he had been tempering his physical body for so long.

But until now, he had never used his physical body to attack with all his strength, and his heart was itching.

Putting aside these distracting thoughts, Li Guanqi left the restaurant and began to wander around the city.

After wandering for a long time, he discovered that although the five major peaks were connected, the cultural heritage of each city located on each peak was different.

The city closest to the center had the longest history, and the ancient buildings that could be seen everywhere on the streets had a unique flavor after being polished by the years of history.

The cities that had been built in recent years were all decorated with magnificent pavilions and towers.

Along the way, Li Guanqi stopped and went, eating a steaming piece of rice cake with relish.

However, at this moment, a burst of commotion suddenly came from the crowd in the distance.

Li Guanqi raised his head with some curiosity, and as his sea of consciousness buzzed, his divine sense surged out like a tide.

Soon, Li Guanqi saw the situation in the distance, which turned out to be a huge six-story building.

The plaque at the gate clearly read 'Hundred Treasures Pavilion'.

At this time, the crowd was flocking towards the Hundred Treasures Pavilion.

Li Guanqi had nothing to do, so he moved his feet slightly and squeezed into the crowd.

The originally crowded crowd was intentionally or unintentionally separated when approaching him, and he soon came to the front.

Looking at the magnificent building, Li Guanqi couldn't help but smack his tongue.

"Tsk, the Hundred Treasures Pavilion is really rich! This facade! This decoration!!"

Li Guanqi slowly looked towards the hall, and the scene inside was immediately clear.

He saw an old man in a gorgeous robe babbling on and on, waving a piece of paper in his hand.

"I don't care! Sixty years ago, the Hundred Treasures Pavilion borrowed so much money from me. According to the interest on the note, the Hundred Treasures Pavilion must now return 10,000 high-grade spirit stones!!"

The onlookers widened their eyes when they heard this amount, and opened their mouths, not knowing what to say for a while!!

Ten thousand high-grade spirit stones!! High-grade spirit stones!!!

This is simply an astronomical figure!!

The old man glanced around inadvertently, very satisfied with the reaction of the surrounding people.

Looking at the manager in front of him, he continued to speak.

"Don't talk to me about those useless things! Do you think you can deny the debt just because I, the old man, am a rogue cultivator?"

"I'm telling you, it's written clearly in black and white, and there's also the official seal of your Hundred Treasures Pavilion on it!"

After speaking, the old man also waved the note in his hand to the surrounding crowd, which was clearly stamped with a huge vermilion seal, with the four characters 'Hundred Treasures Official Seal' written on it!

The old man didn't look like he was short of money, and the fluctuations in his aura were not weak, early stage Golden Core Realm.

However, the old man's face was dark, and he was obviously about to run out of fuel.

But before the old man could finish speaking, the fat manager in front of him suddenly changed his face.

Sure enough!

When the surrounding cultivators heard what the old man said, especially the sentence 'a rogue cultivator and wants to deny the debt'.

All the onlookers suddenly became impassioned, and someone took the lead in cursing.

"Hmph! In my opinion, this Hundred Treasures Pavilion just wants to deny the debt!"

"That's right! The big shop bullies the customers? It's written clearly in black and white, but you guys are just making excuses here!!"

"In my opinion, it's better not to come to this Hundred Treasures Pavilion, it's not the only one that sells everything!"

"Isn't it... So untrustworthy, I don't think I'll come here again in the future."

Gradually, the people in the crowd who didn't know why began to express their opinions.

For a time, the entire street was in chaos, and the customers in the hall who had already selected their items put them down, and even many people began to return them.

The fat manager felt something was wrong, and the emotions of the surrounding crowd became more and more agitated.

The manager lowered his head and smiled: "Old man, don't be angry, this matter... is of great importance, and I can't make the decision..."

The white-bearded old man's anger rose when he heard this.

Putting the note into his storage bag, he said unhappily: "If you can't make the decision, what are you dawdling with me for?"

"Let someone who can speak come and talk to me!"

The fat manager's forehead was covered with cold sweat, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat with his sleeve, and bowed his body and whispered.

"Old man, calm down, our boss is not in the city right now."

"How about this... you go to the private room and sit for a while, and I'll let him talk to you in person when he comes back?"

The manager's strength is not low, Half-Step Nascent Soul!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been arranged by the pavilion master to be a manager, and what this manager wanted to do was to pull the old man away first.

This way, the negative impact can be effectively reduced, so as not to have more and more people watching.

But the white-bearded old man was unhappy when he heard this, and said with a gloomy face and sarcasm: "What? Want to settle with me privately?"

"I'm telling you... impossible!!"

"Today is just me alone, but am I not everyone present?"

"Is this the attitude of your Hundred Treasures Pavilion in handling things?"

"If it is... then I am too disappointed!"

The old man's words were extremely煽动性, directly placing himself in an extremely weak position, and also won a lot of sympathy.

Li Guanqi, who was standing in place eating rice cakes, suddenly showed a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

From the beginning of the crowd's commotion, he discovered that the first two people who spoke were constantly changing positions to instigate the crowd.

And the old man inside, from beginning to end, everything he said was inadvertently winning people's hearts.

In his opinion, the manager of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion has done a very good job, but he is slightly anxious, and the people who shouted before were extremely secretive, and the surrounding area was full of impassioned crowds, and he was in a mess for a while.

However, just as Li Guanqi was self-righteously commenting, he suddenly discovered that the two people in the crowd had disappeared inexplicably!

Even he only faintly felt an extremely obscure aura flashed by, but when he went to pursue this aura, he could not find the other party.

Li Guanqi suddenly flashed a sharp light in his eyes, and muttered to himself: "Expert!"

But immediately afterwards, a slightly fat young man slowly walked out of the hall.

The fat manager breathed a sigh of relief the moment the young man appeared, and the maids and servants of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion also breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as everyone was still impassioned, the young man's eyes were as sharp as knives, and he suddenly swept across the crowd, and said in a low voice: "Okay, be quiet!"

The young man faintly carried a superior's pressure, and he suppressed everyone's voice for a while!

When Li Guanqi saw this person, he was slightly stunned, and even forgot to put down the rice cake in his hand.

Because he knew the person who appeared in front of him!

"Purple Sun Palace... Tang Ru?"