Chapter 853
by fanqienovelChapter 853: Spare Me, Great One
Qianxing Immortal City, Seven Mountains.
In the “Wang Ji” talisman shop, Su Ziling sat behind the counter with a furrowed brow.
The shelves behind her were nearly empty, with only a few items left for sale, and not a single customer in sight.
However, the lack of business was not the source of the young girl’s distress.
“Master…”
She murmured softly, her eyes clouded with sorrow, “When will you return?”
A year ago, Wang Chen had abruptly left Qianxing Immortal City, claiming he had to attend to an important matter.
Since then, he had vanished without a trace, leaving no word of his whereabouts.
Su Ziling had been left alone to manage the talisman shop, clinging to the hope of Wang Chen’s return.
But now, despair was beginning to creep in.
Dingling!
Suddenly, the bell at the door jingled, and two burly men barged into the shop.
At the sight of them, Su Ziling’s face darkened. She rose to her feet and demanded, “What do you want? You’re not welcome here!”
The two men, clearly not of good character, were enforcers from the Golden Hook Gambling House—thugs, plain and simple.
Two weeks prior, they had come to the talisman shop, demanding repayment from Su Ziling for a gambling debt they claimed her father owed to the Golden Hook Gambling House.
Su Ziling had no idea how they had tracked her down, but she had firmly rejected their outrageous demands.
The thugs had left without pressing the issue further, but now they were back.
“Hehe!”
One of the men leered at Su Ziling, slamming a contract onto the counter with a loud smack.
“This is a contract signed by your father. He owes us a hundred thousand spirit stones. Since he’s run off, the debt falls on you. Pay up!”
A hundred thousand spirit stones?
Su Ziling’s breath caught in her throat.
She had no idea her gambling-addicted father could owe such an astronomical sum!
But Su Ziling would never accept responsibility for this debt. “I’ve already told you—I’ve severed all ties with Su Wenhui. He sold me to my master. Go settle this with him!”
“Hmph!”
The man snorted derisively, his tone aggressive. “You think you can just cut ties like that? Show us the contract of sale!”
Su Ziling’s heart sank.
Wang Chen had intended to give her the contract, but she had refused to take it, leaving it in his care.
Now, with Wang Chen missing, there was no way she could produce it.
The thugs had clearly done their research. They knew Wang Chen had been gone for a year, and they were exploiting his absence to pressure her.
“Do you think you can just demand it and expect me to hand it over?”
Though anxiety filled her heart, Su Ziling maintained a tough exterior: “We will talk when my Master returns!”
She planned to buy time and delay as long as possible.
“Then you can’t produce it!”
However, the other party wasn’t fooled: “Who doesn’t know your Master has disappeared? Whether he is alive or dead is still a question. If you don’t bring out one hundred thousand spirit stones today, you will come with us!”
The man stroked his chin and grinned wickedly, “With your looks, you could fetch several thousand spirit stones.”
He and his companion burst into laughter!
Su Ziling felt both shocked and furious, but she could think of no way out.
Although she was exceptionally talented, her cultivation had been hindered, and she only had a Qi Training ninth level cultivation level.
On the other hand, both men were Purple Palace cultivators, their overwhelming presence crushing her.
There was no doubt about the outcome if a fight broke out.
Seeing Su Ziling’s panic, the man became even more arrogant, reaching out towards her: “You’ll die today!”
As he extended his hand, he suddenly unleashed his magical power.
Caught off guard, Su Ziling found herself immobilized by the man’s spell, helplessly watching his filthy hand reach for her, filled with a desire to die.
In despair, the girl cried out in her heart: “Master, where are you?”
At that moment, an unexpected change occurred!
A flash of light darted before Su Ziling’s eyes, and the man’s right hand fell off at the wrist, the wound impossibly smooth.
Not a drop of blood oozed out!
The man stared for a moment, then let out an earth-shattering scream: “Ah!”
Su Ziling’s eyes widened in surprise, tears of joy streaming down her cheeks: “Master!”
In her moment of need and despair, she saw Wang Chen appear at the shop’s entrance!
She was instantly overwhelmed by joy.
Meanwhile, the other gambling house thug was startled, hastily drawing his knife and turning to face the threat.
Slap!
He received a heavy blow to the face, teeth mixed with blood flying out.
Wang Chen’s expression was cold as he shouted, “To dare cause trouble in my shop and attempt to harm someone, you truly do not know the meaning of danger!”
Golden Core true master!
The two gambling house guards had sharp eyes, and seeing Wang Chen revealed, they immediately realized they had met someone formidable.
Their previous information only indicated that Wang Chen was a high-level Purple Palace cultivator and had gone missing.
They never expected him to show up now—and to have ascended to Golden Core!
Though there were many true masters in Qianxing Immortal City, it didn’t mean Golden Core cultivators were cheap; on the contrary, they were the backbone of the immortal city.
With Wang Chen’s current status and power, it would be easy to eliminate both of them if he had a proper reason!
Even the Golden Hook Gambling House wouldn’t want to clash with a newly ascended true master over two Purple Palace thugs.
Both men instinctively knelt on the ground, repeatedly bowing their heads and pleading, “We, the Lesser Stewards, were wrong. Please spare us, true master!”
At that moment, many curious neighbors gathered outside. Seeing the scene, they pointed in amazement.
Some even recognized Wang Chen and were even more astonished.
Wang Chen nodded at Su Ziling, then reached for the contract on the counter.
He took a glance and sneered, “Back then, Su Wenhui sold Su Ziling to me, completely severing their ties. You bring this thing here today intentionally seeking trouble, don’t you?”
Wang Chen pulled out the contract of sale from his Xumi Ring, holding it up: “Empty words mean nothing; this contract is the proof!”
These words were for the onlookers.
Having a legitimate reason, he could confidently pressure the opponents!
“Please have mercy, true master!”
The two men dared not retort, knocking their heads and begging for mercy.
“Enough!”
Wang Chen barked, “Tell me, where has Su Wenhui run off to?”
One of the men trembled and stammered, “He’s dead… he’s already dead.”
“Debts are cancelled upon death.”
Wang Chen sneered, “You still dare to use this lousy debt to threaten my people? Do you think a true master is easy to deal with?”
Wang Chen was grateful he returned in time; otherwise, he couldn’t imagine what kind of situation Su Ziling would have faced under their pressure!
If it weren’t for the laws of this immortal city, these two scoundrels would have long been reduced to nothing!
He flicked his finger, and the betting contract flew out, instantly igniting into raging flames.
In the blink of an eye, it was completely consumed.
“Get lost!”