"Is there such a thing?" Wu Tian found what the man said somewhat unbelievable.
He continued, "Then, did you just let him do as he pleased?"
The man sighed, "There's no other way. Don't underestimate them just because there are only three of them; their strength is considerable. One is a High-grade Immortal, and the other two are Mid-grade Immortals."
"With such a lineup, what else could we do?"
Wu Tian nodded after listening. He could understand these people.
After all, the Thunder God Immortal Realm had restrictions, allowing only those below the True Immortal level to enter. This meant that High-grade Immortals were the strongest here.
Moreover, with two Mid-grade Immortals accompanying them, this configuration could be considered a luxurious lineup.
Although he was not someone who easily yielded to others, in this situation, he knew he had no choice but to obediently pay.
After all, the thunderous storm was about to arrive. Causing any conflict here would be extremely dangerous.
Besides, with his current financial standing, ten billion yuan was not a significant amount.
He was not a person who cared much about money, so letting go of these ten billion was fine.
With that thought, Wu Tian said no more and obediently joined the queue.
As the line moved forward, soon there were only two or three people left in front of Wu Tian.
He hadn't paid much attention to the situation ahead, but suddenly, an unusual commotion caught his attention.
Someone at the village entrance shouted, "Stop spewing nonsense! No money? If you have no money, you're not getting in!"
Wu Tian looked over and saw two men, appearing to be in their thirties, guarding the village entrance. Behind them sat a relatively young man.
The two men at the entrance were Mid-grade Immortals, one named Wang Shi and the other Liu San.
The man behind them was named Sun Yu, a High-grade Immortal and the leader.
At that moment, in front of the three men, a young man in his twenties was trembling, his face etched with pleading.
He was on the verge of tears, saying to them, "Please, sirs, just let me in!"
"This is a thunderous storm. If you leave me outside, I will surely die!"
Wang Shi completely disregarded the young man's words and said menacingly, "I've made myself clear. If you don't have money, don't come in. How many times do I need to repeat myself?"
"If you have money, you can enter. If you don't, get lost. Can't you understand such a simple principle?"
"And don't try to play the victim with me; it's useless!"
"Your life or death has nothing to do with me, and I won't collect your corpse!"
"I warn you, either pay up or get out! If you neither pay nor leave, don't blame me for being impolite!"
With that, Wang Shi unleashed his aura as a Mid-grade Immortal, directing it towards the young man.
The young man's expression changed drastically.
He also unleashed his aura to block it, but in less than half a second, he was sent crashing down.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this, Wang Shi let out a disdainful laugh and said, "Just a Level Nine Spirit Cultivator, yet you dare to come to a place like this? Are you tired of living?"
Wang Shi was not wrong; the young man's strength was only at the peak of Level Nine.
While this was considered strong among Spirit Cultivators, it was nothing in the Thunder God Immortal Realm.
Despite Wang Shi's attack, the young man continued to plead, "Sir, I beg you, please let me in!"
"I know I'm weak, but I also want to come in to improve my strength!"
"If you help me today, I will surely repay you in the future!"
Wang Shi remained disdainful, "Repay me? Ridiculous. Do I need your repayment? Who do you think you are?"
"You're just a small Spirit Cultivator. Even if you survive today, you'll die tomorrow. Since you're going to die eventually, you might as well die sooner."
"With your strength, you'll be instantly killed by the thunderous storm!"
"Do you know what instant kill means? It means no pain at all."
"Instead of dying a painful death later, wouldn't you prefer this kind of death? At least it's a comfortable way to go, haha."
Wang Shi's laughter made others uncomfortable. After all, such words were too excessive, as if he didn't see the young man as a human being!
But even though they were displeased internally, they did not speak up.
After all, everyone was here seeking wealth, and no one wanted to risk their own lives for a stranger.
The young man's face turned pale, and his lips trembled incessantly.
He began to regret it. When he was outside, he had a high status, and everyone treated him with respect.
But who could have imagined that after coming to this place, he would become a nobody!
He certainly didn't want to die here, so even as Wang Shi insulted him, he continued to beg, hoping Wang Shi would show him mercy.
Seeing his pathetic state, Wang Shi felt no pity. Instead, a sense of wicked amusement arose within him.
He looked at the young man and said, "You really want to get in, right? Fine, I can give you a chance, but is your attitude a bit off?"
"You keep saying you're begging me, but is this how someone begs? I don't feel any sincerity from you."
Hearing Wang Shi say this, the young man was stunned for a moment, then understood Wang Shi's meaning.
Although there were things he didn't want to do, when under someone else's roof, one had to bow. Faced with the threat of death, he had no choice.
Therefore, he knelt before Wang Shi and tremblingly kowtowed, "S-sirs, please let me in."
"I have money, I just didn't bring enough. I promise to pay you after I leave here. Is that acceptable?"
Wang Shi revealed a sinister smile, "This is your attitude? I'm sorry, I cannot accept it."
"If you're begging, your head is still held too high."
"Let me tell you, this is the true attitude of begging!"
With that, Wang Shi stomped down, directly pressing his foot onto the back of the young man's head!