Much to the small old man’s surprise, Han Li rejected him before he could continue. But soon, he thought of something, and the wrinkles on his face relaxed.
With a faint smile, he said, “Fellow Daoist, there is no need to make a decision so quickly. It’d be best to listen to what I have to say first or you might suffer misfortune.”
“Misfortune? Now I’m interested. Go on, enlighten me.” Han Li held his hands behind his back and wore a pensive expression.
“Fellow Daoist is quite wise. First, I’ll have you take a look at something and we can save the rest of the discussion for later.” The old man chuckled and slapped a pouch at his waist, releasing a streak of green light. It circled once around in the air before landing on the old man’s head to reveal a fist-sized spirit beast.
It appeared to be a giant slug, but with a body that was emerald-green and had long, translucent antennae slowly moving around it.
“A slug beast...” Han Li said with a sullen expression, “Why did you bring it out? Could it be you wish to shoot me with its venom?”
“This low-grade spirit beast couldn’t possibly pose a threat to you, Fellow Daoist Li, but it does have a minor mutation that has the capability of breaking through a few illusion techniques. During the time Fellow Daoist Li stood in confrontation against the cultivators of the Yin Sifting Sect, I had a thread of spiritual sense attached to the beast. You should understand what I’m implying.” The old man then stroked the slug on his head with a satisfied expression.
“What does Fellow Daoist plan on doing with that knowledge?” Han Li felt his heart tremble when he heard the capabilities of the slug, but his expression remained entirely calm.
The old man chuckled with a face full of greed. “There is no need for Fellow Daoist to be so cold. I didn’t mean anything by it—Well, so long as you agree to present a few treasures or a large sum of spirit stones of course. Then I will forget all about what I just saw, and I’ll be sure to leave you alone.”
Rather than show anger, Han Li wore a light smile and asked, “You’re blackmailing me?”
The old man took two steps back and wore a sinister smile. “What, you’re thinking about killing me? You’d best forget it.I have no fear of your threats as I naturally set up something to protect myself: I already had a disciple of mine following after the Yin Sifting Sect and that Endless Sky Saintess. Once something happens to me, he will immediately tell them of the bamboo tube’s illusion. I’m sure it will become quite troublesome for you. And don’t forget that many high-grade cultivators have come to the Jin Capital to participate in the grand auction as well. Do you feel that it is wise to kill me in the city? So long as I let out a whistle, you will be left helpless. While four or five Nascent Soul cultivators might not be enough to kill you, how about s
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