Chapter Eight: Living Off My Mistress's Kindness Is Not a Long-Term Solution

Xi Wang whispered, “Master, have you figured out how to deal with the Alliance of the Righteous? They didn’t get what they wanted this time; they won’t let it go so easily, and they’re notorious for burning bridges after crossing them.”

Su Henli’s brows furrowed lightly. “It was bound to happen sooner or later… Now, we don’t have much time left. We must make every moment count.”

“The Alliance of the Righteous can’t be trusted. They’re no strangers to shady dealings,” Xi Wang shook his head, then shifted his tone, “If my guess is correct, they’re already growing restless. The one-month deadline they gave was just to placate you, Master—perhaps, in their eyes, it’s a double insurance.”

“Moreover, as far as I know, they never kept their end of the bargain. Your so-called kindly master’s wife and junior fellow disciple were ambushed more than once on their way to Lingzhou. Their safe arrival wasn’t exactly miraculous, but it suggests there are secrets about them you’re unaware of.”

Su Henli’s expression darkened, and he said coldly, “If they’re getting impatient, then let’s give them a taste of sweetness. Now is the critical moment for us to retreat after our success—there must be no mistakes!”

Xi Wang’s lips curled into a smile. “Master, what insight!”

Su Henli added, “By the way, the number of children Gao Zhengde has sent lately is much lower. If things don’t improve in a few days, teach him a lesson. If you can’t find him in the city, look outside. His son is quite promising; if necessary, let him feel the pain of losing a child.”

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Su Jian returned to his room and found Zhao Qianxue’s door tightly shut. He didn’t rush to inquire about Shen Qingyan and He Hansu’s identities.

With his handsome appearance, was it really so urgent to find a Dao companion?

The pressing matter now was to find some means of self-preservation, otherwise, who knows when his life might be at stake.

He was truly caught between a rock and a hard place.

Soon after, Su Jian took out each of the storage rings he had obtained along the way, gathering resources and converting them into spiritual power.

Aside from a few pills useful for cultivation, he kept nothing.

Mainly, the pills from the system couldn’t be used for now; they required a considerable amount of spiritual power, and there were so many types.

Given his current situation, his spiritual power needed to be spent wisely, and cultivation resources seemed almost trivial.

Cultivation was never a day’s work. He had crossed over more than ten years ago and spent that time cultivating as well.

Besides being handsome, he was extremely gifted; otherwise, his master wouldn’t have taken him as a disciple.

So, he needed to choose something with immediate results to solve his urgent predicament.

Before long, he had converted all the resources from dozens of storage rings, only to gain just over ten thousand points of spiritual power.

The disciples of the Alliance of the Righteous were truly impoverished.

Even the few Nascent Soul stage cultivators among them didn’t have a decent spiritual artifact.

Oh well… Since it all came for free, he found contentment easily.

In the next moment, his attention was drawn to the technology section. What he saw there left him utterly astonished.

Firearms… airplanes, tanks… aircraft carriers, submarines…

There was even something capable of bringing nuclear peace to the world.

But this was a world of immortal cultivation—ordinary technological items couldn’t harm cultivators.

As the saying goes, there’s nothing a nuclear bomb can’t eliminate; if there is, the yield simply isn’t high enough.

Su Jian’s brows lifted. “I wonder if an Incarnation stage cultivator can withstand it. Even if it only destroys their physical body, that’s enough.”

Unlocking such power required fifty thousand points of spiritual power… within his reach.

If he ever got the chance, he’d definitely toss one at the Alliance of the Righteous for fun.

Besides these, there were items he’d never heard of, even things that only existed in fantasy.

Like warp drive starships and two-dimensional foils.

But the spiritual power required to unlock them was prohibitive—not a single one could be unlocked for less than a million points.

Su Jian stopped looking at these impractical things. After a brief browse, his mind finally settled on the Great Transfer Talisman.

[Great Transfer Talisman (Orange): Can be used on oneself or others. The target will be randomly relocated to a spot within a hundred miles, but it is ineffective against cultivators above the Void Return stage.]

[Would you like to unlock it for 20,000 spiritual power points?]

Su Jian’s eyes lit up. “This is perfect!”

Practically an essential for traveling—if he had enough talismans, he could keep relocating endlessly.

Not to mention Incarnation stage cultivators—even those at the Void Return stage might not be able to catch him.

But this definitely wasn’t the best way to use the Great Transfer Talisman.

Still, he was celebrating prematurely. Unlocking it required twenty thousand points of spiritual power.

The trouble was, other items capable of dealing with Incarnation stage cultivators were just as expensive, and none seemed as effective as this talisman.

Even if he converted everything he had, he’d barely get a few thousand points.

Su Jian’s thoughts turned to Zhao Qianxue.

His master’s wife was a little rich lady; to unlock the Great Transfer Talisman this time, he’d have to rely on her again.

But living off her forever wasn’t sustainable.

He needed to find a stable way to earn.

Perhaps… he could disguise himself as a Daoist and sell talismans?

The next moment, Su Jian dismissed the idea.

Selling a few wouldn’t matter, but too many would surely attract unnecessary trouble.

First, he couldn’t sell them quietly.

Second, both the protective talisman and the Great Transfer Talisman were high-end goods.

If the market suddenly flooded with such items, anyone with a brain would be suspicious.

In short, he needed to keep a low profile until he grew stronger.

To thrive, he must lay low!

Just as Su Jian was about to get up and head to the neighboring room, footsteps sounded outside his door.

The next moment, Zhao Qianxue burst in, fuming.

Su Jian smiled, “Master’s wife, you’ve come at just the right time.”

Zhao Qianxue snorted, “Hmph! You came back and didn’t even look for me—what airs you have. Or maybe you’ve forgotten your master’s wife now that you have your senior sister?”

Su Jian’s lips twitched. “Master’s wife, what are you saying? In my heart, you have always been unique. As for Su Henli, what do you think of her?”

There was only one master’s wife, never another.

Zhao Qianxue sighed, “She’s completely changed. She wasn’t like this before… The feeling she gives me now is very unpleasant.”