Chapter 239
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Chapter 239: Rules of the Town
After passing through a somewhat decrepit alley, Wang Chen returned to his home.
Although Dongwu Town occupied a large valley, the area available for habitation was limited due to the numerous spirit fields and medicinal gardens established within.
Thousands of houses and shelters were crowded together in a chaotic manner, which was a typical feature of loose cultivator towns.
Wang Chen’s new home was modest, with one main building, two side rooms, and a small courtyard, nowhere near comparable to the Sunset Peak Manor he once had.
It was even smaller than the little house he had in the outer sect.
Yet, this modest abode cost Wang Chen three hundred spirit stones, and that was considering his Qi Training seventh level cultivation!
His Qi Training seventh level was a facade he created using the Perfected Level Breath Concealment Technique.
This cultivation level was higher than most cultivators in Dongwu Town, making ordinary people wary of provoking him.
However, it wasn’t the highest; he wasn’t among the elite few.
Thus, he wouldn’t draw particular attention.
Of course, Wang Chen also concealed his true appearance using Thousand Transformations and took on a false name.
After all, he was currently a wanted target by the Guiyuan Sect!
When he returned home, the rain had already stopped.
Wang Chen unlocked the door, entered, and went to the bedroom next to the main room, lifting the bed to access the tunnel below.
Since moving into this new home, he had spent ten days digging out three tunnels and five hidden chambers underground.
One of the tunnels led outside the valley!
Although he had spent some time in the Mortal Realm, Wang Chen had not lost his skill at digging tunnels.
Compared to the houses above ground, only the hidden chambers, which extended tens of feet underground, provided him with a true sense of security.
In one hidden chamber, Wang Chen removed his outer clothing.
He took out a bottle of Vajra Ghee from his storage bag, skillfully applied it all over his body, and then began to practice the Heavenly Dragon Vajra True Method.
Having obtained the third level of this body-refining technique and resolved the side effects from cultivating it, Wang Chen was able to continue after breaking through to the Fourth Realm of the Heavenly Dragon Vajra True Method.
After a long time, Wang Chen opened his eyes.
This time, his improvement was minimal; the potency of the bottle of Vajra Ghee he had used clearly could not meet the requirements for cultivating the Fourth Realm of the Heavenly Dragon Vajra True Method.
And that bottle of Vajra Ghee he had just used was his last one!
This substance served as the best refining aid for the Heavenly Dragon Vajra True Method and was almost indispensable during cultivation.
Having grown accustomed to using Vajra Ghee to enhance his physique, he felt significantly weaker without it.
The problem was that after breaking through to the Fourth Realm, one bottle was no longer enough!
Initially, Wang Chen had stocked nearly two hundred bottles of Vajra Ghee, believing it would last a long time.
However, he had used them all up in just over six months.
After returning from the Mortal Realm, his last trip to Yunshan City was not only to gather information but also to plan on replenishing his stock of Vajra Ghee through Wanbao Pavilion or the Four Seas Trading Association.
Even if it cost five times more, he would accept it!
As a result, both Wanbao Pavilion and the Four Seas Trading Association had fled, leaving Wang Chen with spirit stones but nowhere to spend them.
He couldn’t help but feel a sense of resentment.
After some thought, Wang Chen decided to visit the marketplace the next day to inquire if anyone was selling Vajra Ghee.
Dongwu Town housed a marketplace where cultivators could conduct their daily trades.
In addition to the local cultivators, a significant number of outsiders also conducted business in this marketplace.
They offered a wide array of items; elixirs, talismans, magical tools, and spiritual materials were plentiful.
If all else failed, he could resort to using other spiritual herbs as substitutes.
The effect might not be as potent, but it would suffice.
As he was contemplating, Wang Chen’s gaze suddenly sharpened.
He focused on a mirror hanging on the wall before him.
This was the brass mirror from the Dual Mirrors, and with its counterpart placed in the main room, it allowed Wang Chen, who was in the hidden chamber below, to monitor the surface at any time.
Wang Chen had just heard someone outside pounding on the door.
The loud banging was aggressive!
It carried a threatening tone.
Who could it be?
Wang Chen was puzzled.
He had only been in Dongwu Town for half a month and had no acquaintances here; he merely exchanged nods and greetings with his neighbors when they passed by.
Why would someone come to bang on his door?
After a brief moment of thought, Wang Chen quickly left the hidden chamber and returned to the surface through the tunnel.
He stepped outside and opened the door that was nearly being smashed in.
Standing before him were three cultivators; the one who had been banging on the door was a burly cultivator with a fierce expression, looking quite intimidating.
"Who are you?"
Wang Chen asked in a deep voice, "What do you want?"
The burly cultivator sized him up and snorted, saying, "Are you the new owner of this house? Do you know that Zhong Xing’an owes us five hundred spirit stones?"
Wang Chen remained expressionless, "What Zhong Xing’an owes you has nothing to do with me."
Zhong Xing’an was the original owner of this house, and Wang Chen had purchased it from him through Pawnbroker.
He hadn’t anticipated that the troubles caused by the original owner would involve him.
It was utterly baffling!
"Zhong Xing’an ran away."
The burly cultivator seemed to think it was perfectly reasonable: "Then I can only come to you, since you bought his house!"
This kind of robbers’ logic made Wang Chen laugh: "Get lost!"
His shout was as thunderous as a storm!
The three cultivators flinched.
The burly cultivator, being the first to bear the brunt, involuntarily took a step back, his face turning pale.
His head spun!
Wang Chen glanced at them and said, "If you disturb me again, don’t blame me for being rude!"
The rules in the loose cultivator towns were very different from those in the sects.
The one with the strongest fist gets to speak the loudest.
To avoid being bullied, one either has to be strong enough or gather a group of allies!
The top leader does not concern himself with "little matters," resulting in numerous gangs in the town that create a peculiar system of coexistence.
These cultivators clearly belonged to one such gang.
Wang Chen didn’t care whether they were genuinely wronged by the original owner; if trouble found him, he had no reason to be polite!
The burly cultivator’s face shifted from white to green, veins bulging on his forehead.
However, he didn’t retaliate and turned to leave: "We’re leaving!"
To Wang Chen’s surprise, the three originally menacing cultivators fled in embarrassment.
Just then, the door of the neighbor across from him opened, and a middle-aged man peeked out cautiously, whispering to him, "Wang, fellow traveler, they are from the Sanjiang Association. Be careful."
After speaking, he quickly withdrew and closed the door tightly.
Sanjiang Association?
Wang Chen had heard that name before; it was a powerful group of cultivators in Dongwu Town.
But so what?
If they angered him, they would all pay the price!
Wang Chen noted it down.
