Chapter 1541 Encountering the Sloppy Daoist Again
The next morning, Chen Xuan went for his morning exercises, jogging slowly out of the residential compound along the road.
His running speed was not fast, but it was very rhythmic. With almost every step, all his muscles would move in sync, allowing him to absorb a large amount of spiritual energy for cultivation.
Chen Xuan enjoyed running and cultivating simultaneously.
The World Tree exclaimed in surprise, "Kid, I didn't expect you to have such a cultivation method. Even in the most prosperous era of immortal cultivation, it would be enough to be the treasure of a major sect."
There were many types of sect treasures, such as supreme peerless secret techniques, or grand formations that could trap immortals and gods, and so on.
This cultivation method was used for junior disciples and could ensure the rapid growth of a sect's foundation. Its effect was not much different from powerful secret techniques.
After all, the core of a sect's strength was its people. Only when people were strong and talented could the sect become stronger.
"Is it that powerful? It's just ordinary!"
Chen Xuan chuckled.
This was a cultivation method from his inherited memories. He practiced it whenever he had nothing to do, and to his surprise, even the World Tree praised it.
"Practice some more!" the World Tree said curiously.
Chen Xuan ran a few more steps. With each step, his muscles vibrated violently, and the surrounding spiritual energy instantly surged into his body through his skin.
After running for dozens of meters, the World Tree nodded and said, "It seems that the creator of this method was at least a cultivator in the Nirvana realm!"
Chen Xuan's pupils contracted.
Nirvana realm!
After reaching the Nirvana realm, one could become an immortal or a god, also known as a banished immortal. They were divine existences, incredibly powerful. In front of a Nirvana realm expert, he, a mere cultivator in the mid-Nascent Soul stage, was nothing but an ant.
"It seems this cultivation method is good. I can cultivate it well."
Chen Xuan took a breath and continued to cultivate.
After running one lap, Chen Xuan's expression suddenly changed. He looked back and saw a dark shadow flash and dive into the bushes.
"Someone is following me? Is it the Gu family? Or someone else?"
Chen Xuan frowned.
He smiled slightly and continued running, but his divine sense had already extended.
After sensing the figure tracking him, Chen Xuan let out a wry smile and muttered, "As expected, once a woman has intuition, no logic or reason can do anything."
The person following him was none other than Huamei!
Since Huamei did not reveal herself, Chen Xuan did not expose her and continued running. Huamei kept following him.
Because Chen Xuan was not running too fast, Huamei could keep up.
The two of them ran together like that...
After running for a while, Chen Xuan saw that Huamei had not given up, so he went to a roadside stall to have breakfast.
Having eaten home-cooked meals, Chen Xuan wanted to try some street food. Huamei also followed him.
Yesterday, she had sent people to find Chen Xuan's address and had been waiting outside his house since five in the morning. Naturally, she hadn't eaten breakfast either and was now starving.
"Sit anywhere!" the vendor greeted.
Chen Xuan nodded faintly and was about to find a place to sit when a familiar voice suddenly rang out, "Boss, one bowl of doufunao and ten deep-fried dough sticks. I'm starving, poor Daoist!"
"Coming right up!"
The vendor quickly agreed.
Chen Xuan turned his head and saw an old man in a tattered Daoist robe sit down at a table.
Hey, isn't this the sloppy Daoist!
On that day, he had been tricked by the sloppy Daoist in the cave mansion, and later he had tricked the sloppy Daoist back. He never expected to meet him again here; it was truly a case of enemies meeting on a narrow road.
He originally had no intention of provoking the sloppy Daoist, but suddenly the World Tree said, "That sloppy Daoist has the aura of spirit stones on him. He might have found something good!"
"Oh?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan had an idea. He walked towards the sloppy Daoist and sat down next to him.
"One bowl of doufunao and three deep-fried dough sticks."
Chen Xuan said faintly.
"It's you?"
The sloppy Daoist turned his head and saw Chen Xuan, and his eyes immediately turned red!
He remembered the scene of being tricked by Chen Xuan. He had always been the one to trick others, and this was the first time he had been tricked!
"So excited? Don't tell me you want to cry because you miss me?"
Chen Xuan smiled faintly.
"Go to hell, you're the one who'll cry! You stole so many spirit stones from me, and I haven't found you yet, but you've come to my doorstep. Today, you have to hand over the spirit stones!" the sloppy Daoist said angrily.
"You gave them to me. I ask you, did I snatch them from you?"
As soon as Chen Xuan said this, the sloppy Daoist was speechless.
Those spirit stones were given to Chen Xuan by the sloppy Daoist under duress.
"No more to say, right? Speaking of which, you tricked me, almost making me die in the cave mansion. After coming out, you couldn't escape pursuit, and it was I who saved you. Speaking of which, I am your savior. Is this how you treat your savior?"
Chen Xuan said faintly, hands on his hips.
"Your mouth, kid, can make the dead talk."
The sloppy Daoist was at a loss for words to refute Chen Xuan.
He gritted his teeth and said, "I gave you the spirit stones, but you have to give me the Qiankun bag."
"Qiankun bag? What Qiankun bag?" Chen Xuan deliberately feigned ignorance.
"Stop pretending. It's the bag that holds spirit stones. I'm telling you, that thing is very precious; you can't buy it even with three thousand spirit stones," the sloppy Daoist said urgently.
"I don't know if it's precious or not, but I've already thrown it away."
"What do you mean thrown away? You prodigal son! I dug up tombs for a long time to find this!"
The sloppy Daoist looked pained. He was heartbroken. Modern cultivators could no longer refine such Qiankun bags; they were becoming rarer.
Suddenly, the sloppy Daoist reacted and stared intently at Chen Xuan, "Kid, don't lie to me. You're smarter than a monkey with fur. How could you have thrown it away?"
"I really lost it."
"If I find it on you, I'll slap you to death!"
The sloppy Daoist said through gritted teeth, furious.
"Uh... why are you so stingy? Let me use it for a few days, and I'll return it to you later."
Chen Xuan couldn't afford to provoke this sloppy Daoist for now, so he could only use a delaying tactic.
"You can use it, but you have to give me some compensation," the sloppy Daoist said.
What could Chen Xuan use to compensate the sloppy Daoist?
"What do you want?"
"Five hundred spirit stones a month!"
"Are you robbing me? I don't have any!" Chen Xuan shook his head.
Although the Qiankun bag was rare, it wasn't that expensive, was it?
"Then four hundred!"
"No!"
"Three hundred, that's the lowest!" the sloppy Daoist gritted his teeth.
"No!"
Chen Xuan still shook his head.
He wished he could produce spirit stones, but he didn't have any.
"Then how much do you think is fair?"
"Is ten spirit stones okay?" Chen Xuan said earnestly.
"Go to hell, do you think you're bribing a street vendor?" The sloppy Daoist almost kicked Chen Xuan away. He had never seen such a shameless person.
"I really only have ten spirit stones left."
"You swindled me out of three hundred spirit stones? Where are they?"
"Used them up for cultivation."
"You ate them?" The sloppy Daoist's eyes widened instantly.