newbobooks Chapter 207 The Ghost Realm of Human Hearts
Chapter 207 The Ghost Realm of Human Hearts
The two male cultivators were tall and good-looking, and both had a high opinion of themselves.
Seeing that the alluring lady from Zhiyifang was about to throw herself into their arms, Luo Sifan and Lin Qianxiu, who had intervened, managed to intercept her halfway through.
They could tolerate it while doing business, but the more they watched from the sidelines, the more something seemed off.
The lady of this clothing store was actually seduced by Luo Sifan, a low-level cultivator, who used his looks to seduce her. Now that she's so beautiful, there's clearly no left for the two of them to eat.
"Shopkeeper, please wait a moment!"
The two male cultivators exchanged glances and stepped forward together, blocking the woman from Zhiyi Workshop.
"There's always a proper order to things, isn't there? We haven't even finalized this business deal yet. If my wife chooses to go to someone else, wouldn't she be deliberately making things difficult for my brother and me?"
The two male cultivators, their usual amiable and seductive demeanor vanished, replaced by righteous indignation.
Lin Qianxiu and Luo Sifan remained silent and observed from the sidelines.
The old fortune teller was also peeking in from outside the door. When he saw Luo Sifan and the other person, his face lit up with joy, and he tiptoed over.
Luo Sifan and the other man were not surprised. They stood beside the old Taoist priest, his fingers moving as he continuously performed divination.
"Esteemed guests, please forgive my poor hospitality. It's my duty to greet new customers. What do you mean by 'asking others for help'? It's as if Zhiyifang is engaged in shady business."
Qiao Niang is fond of Luo Sifan and his sister, and is determined to get closer to them.
The two male cultivators' words were impolite and obscene, which not only blocked her way but also damaged her image in the eyes of Luo Sifan and the other man. Qiao Niang was quite resentful, so she decided to be sharp-tongued and publicly retort to the two male cultivators.
The two male cultivators, lacking experience, were both taken aback upon hearing this.
He was immediately stung by Qiao Niang's disdain and indifference, which made him feel extremely ashamed and angry.
"You clothes seller, with your flirtatious words and revealing clothes, are you trying to seduce us upright and principled men? You turn around and set your sights on those frivolous and frivolous playboys, then discard us like worn-out shoes. Isn't this kind of business despicable? In my opinion, today we should thoroughly expose your despicable nature! In front of everyone, let us reveal your promiscuous, shameless, and lowly nature!"
Frustrated at not getting what they wanted, the two male cultivators, confident that no one could stand against them, revealed their true nature and stopped pretending.
Amidst Qiao Niang's screams, the two began to grope her, seemingly trying to tear off her tightly wrapped clothes and humiliate her.
A murderous glint appeared in Lin Qianxiu's eyes.
Luo Sifan frowned slightly and decided to wait a little longer.
The old Taoist's fingers flew swiftly, unable to calculate any cause and effect, yet he stood as steady as a mountain.
The young man behind the counter panicked, threw down his abacus, and leaped forward.
"You thug! Get your filthy hands off my sister-in-law!"
The young man arrived in a flash, his palm seemingly crackling with wind and thunder, his spiritual energy swirling as he slashed towards the two male cultivators.
The few customers who had been standing inside the store, pointing and whispering, suddenly ran away with their heads in their hands, fleeing towards the door.
"Unbelievable!"
"Qin Xuan! Go stop him!"
The male cultivator in the lead, aroused by Qiao Niang's panicked dodge, unleashed his bestial instincts. Enjoying the pleasant sound of the silk tearing, he impatiently ordered a male cultivator named Qin Xuan to step forward and block her.
This guy was clearly enjoying humiliating the shopkeeper's wife, and he handled the situation with great finesse. He would occasionally smirk and glance at where Luo Sifan and the other two were, as a warning.
"I can't take it anymore, I'm going to twist his head off and use it as a football!"
He dared to commit violence in the street and even provoke her. Lin Qianxiu's anger surged, and her hands clenched so tightly in her sleeves that her knuckles turned white. She could hardly contain herself.
"Wait a minute!"
Luo Sifan stared at Qin Xuan, who was fighting in mid-air, and blurted out.
Judging from his keen eyesight, the young man was about to be defeated, and he was extremely curious about how the illusion would unfold next.
"No!"
The old Taoist priest beside her calculated with his fingers, his expression changed drastically, and inexplicably also spoke up to dissuade Lin Qianxiu.
Lin Qianxiu and Luo Sifan both rolled their eyes at the meddlesome old Taoist priest.
With a muffled thud, Qin Xuan kicked away the young man's protective spiritual energy, striking him squarely in the hip bone.
The young man screamed, blood splattered in the air, and he flew down like a kite with a broken string, smashing into a wardrobe in the shop and shattering it on the ground, his colorful clothes flying everywhere.
Qin Xuan truly lived up to his reputation as a disciple of a reputable sect. His mastery of spiritual energy and the exquisite nature of his moves were all honed through formal training. In just a few exchanges, he severely injured and defeated a rogue cultivator of similar cultivation level.
Qiaoniang, preoccupied with her own suffering, heard the young man's screams and assumed he had been murdered. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, she stopped dodging and pleading, her hair disheveled, and charged headlong at the male cultivator in front of her, screaming shrilly:
"Give me back my uncle's life!"
The male cultivator had grown tired of teasing her; the beautiful woman before him looked ferocious, showing none of her previous charm and allure.
"You shameless bastard who doesn't know what's good for her!"
The smile on the male cultivator's face vanished, replaced by disgust. He raised his hand, ready to strike.
Luo Sifan and Lin Qianxiu simultaneously launched their attacks.
The old Taoist priest made calculations with his fingers, a chill running down his spine. He stamped his foot and shouted:
"Grandpa and Grandma, you shouldn't meddle in other people's business!"
He's just a mere Qi Refining cultivator; aside from yelling himself hoarse, he's utterly useless here.
Luo Sifan's movements were even faster than Lin Qianxiu's at this moment.
He grabbed the woman from the clothing workshop by the waist and snatched her into his palm.
With a casual flick of his wrist, the void trembled slightly, forcing the male cultivator back two steps.
The lady of Zhiyi Workshop had long been resigned to death, but after feeling dizzy and lightheaded, she opened her eyes to find herself looking at Luo Sifan's handsome and extraordinary face.
Their bodies touched, the warmth burning in their skin. Luo Sifan's eyes were full of concern, while the lady of Zhiyifang stared at Luo Sifan in a daze, as if in a dream.
"Young lady, are you alright?"
Luo Sifan assumed she was overly agitated and, slightly startled, reached out to take her pulse.
"No, it's nothing..."
Only then did the woman from Zhiyifang realize what was happening. She hurriedly pulled her hand away and smoothed the stray hairs flying across her forehead.
"It's good that you're alright!"
Qiao Niang's embarrassed state was adorable, and Luo Sifan couldn't help but smile. The smile that was right in front of him almost made Qiao Niang faint.
Lin Qianxiu stood in front of them, her back trembling slightly with anger at their conversation.
However, having already made the boast of raising peach blossoms for Luo Sifan, Lin Qianxiu couldn't find a reasonable excuse to vent her anger.
She had no choice but to unleash her resentment and anger on these two unlucky foreign male cultivators.
The two male cultivators had now joined together, warily scanning Luo Sifan and his companion.
Luo Sifan and Lin Qianxiu's skills calmed them down considerably.
"Hey! Are you two going to make a move or not? What are you doing standing there like idiots? If you can't beat them, then get lost!"
Lin Qianxiu angrily scolded the two male cultivators for being like dogs.
After exchanging a few words, the two male cultivators stopped talking and turned to run away.
Lin Qianxiu chuckled, finally admitting her mistake.
The two male cultivators fled in panic. As soon as they stepped out the door, they looked up and saw the doorway. Their faces turned deathly pale, and they froze as if they had seen a demon.
The old Taoist's fingers, which had been moving swiftly, suddenly fell limply, no longer bothering with divination.
The old Taoist's cloudy eyes suddenly became much clearer, and as his disheveled white-haired head turned, he looked towards a corner of the shop.