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Chapter 179 - 178: The Mysterious Roof Tile (Part 2)
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Chapter 179: Chapter 178: The Mysterious Roof Tile (Part 2)

"You’re wrong about that," Li Qiye said leisurely. "It all depends on whose hands it’s in. In someone else’s hands, it’s just a useless roof tile. But in my hands, it’s a golden goose that lays golden eggs!"

"How does it lay golden eggs?" By now, even Li Shuangyan was curious. ’What could an ordinary roof tile be used for? It might have come from Tun Ri Immortal Emperor, but his era is long past. If the Immortal Emperor were still alive, it might be possible to use such a roof tile to gain an audience with him.’

Li Qiye smiled and said, "I was originally planning to make a fake antiquity to bring into the Ancient Sky Corpse Land to scam the Earth Immortals and trick them out of their treasures. Now that I have this roof tile, I don’t need to spend so much effort creating a forgery."

"Use a fake to scam an Earth Immortal?" Hearing Li Qiye’s idea, both Li Shuangyan and Chen Baojiao were dumbfounded. The idea was simply too insane! If they had heard this from anyone else, they would have thought the person was a lunatic. But since the words came from their Young Master, it somehow didn’t seem so crazy anymore.

"Is... is that even possible?" Even Li Shuangyan, who trusted Li Qiye the most, felt her confidence waver. She said, "The Earth Immortals buried in the Dragon Caves were all once invincible, beings at the very pinnacle of existence. Scamming them out of their treasures with a fake? That’s... that’s impossible, isn’t it?"

The idea was too crazy; no one else would have ever thought of it.

"That depends on who’s doing it," Li Qiye said calmly. "If I were to make a forgery, I’d have a seventy percent chance of success. But now that I have this roof tile in hand, I have a one hundred percent chance. Besides, I already have a target in mind."

Li Shuangyan and Chen Baojiao exchanged a look, rendered speechless. No matter how they looked at it, the idea was just too insane—scamming an Earth Immortal! Forget about scamming one; even a being on the level of a Great Sage would flee for their life at the sight of an Earth Immortal. They wouldn’t even dream of trying to trick one. Yet, their Young Master had come up with such a crazy, outrageous plan. In anyone else’s eyes, it was simply a death wish!

Following behind them, Shi Gandang let out a soft sigh. ’This is what you call a genius. It has nothing to do with aptitude or physique. To have the craziest ideas, to do the craziest things, to accomplish what seems like a fairy tale—that is a true genius!’

The Ancient Street was quite vast, and many Cultivators were buying and selling goods. Some came from the Middle Grand Realm, some from the East Hundred Cities, and still others from the Southern Red Land. The Cultivators trading here were of the Human Race and the Demon Race; one could say that Cultivators from these two races were a common sight in the Middle Grand Realm.

Besides the Human Race and the Demon Race, there were also Cultivators from the Sky Demon Clan and the Stone Race. Within the Ancient Street, one could even occasionally spot one or two Cultivators from the Ghost Immortal Race and the Blood Race.

Seeing Cultivators of the Ghost Immortal Race and Blood Race, Shi Gandang couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration, "Celestial Ancient City is truly worthy of being one of the largest ancient cities in the Middle Grand Realm. Even Cultivators from the Ghost Immortal Race and the Blood Race appear here."

In the Human Emperor Realm, Cultivators from races like the Sky Demon Clan and the Stone Race were already rare, as they were not native to this realm. Ever since the battle between the Black Dragon King and Ta Kong Immortal Emperor thirty thousand years ago, which shattered the Nine Realms and destroyed the passages between them, there had been no contact between the Nine Realms for these past thirty thousand years! Therefore, in the last thirty thousand years, encountering Cultivators from races other than the Human and Demon races was not a common occurrence.

Li Qiye strolled through the Ancient Street with Li Shuangyan and Chen Baojiao. Although many people were selling treasures and Spiritual Medicines on the Ancient Street, not many things could catch Li Qiye’s Dharma Eye. They had wandered through more than half of the street without finding any rare treasures that caught their interest.

However, as Li Qiye and the others continued to wander, some people unknowingly began to point and stare at them. Most of them were Cultivators of the younger generation. At first, Li Qiye’s group didn’t pay it any mind, but the situation developed beyond their expectations. Slowly, the Cultivators passing by them were not just pointing; they also began to discuss them in low voices.

"Is that Chen Baojiao from the Treasure Pillar Saint Sect?" As one Cultivator passed by Li Qiye’s group, the young man deliberately slowed his pace, looking at Chen Baojiao with a peculiar gaze.

"Pah! Who else could it be but that shameless person?" a female companion of his said disdainfully.

In truth, it wasn’t just one person or one group spreading rumors. It seemed some Cultivators were doing it intentionally.

"Hmph, the Treasure Pillar Saint Sect is a renowned Major Sect in the Middle Grand Realm, yet today, its reputation has been utterly shamed by this shameless woman," a young Cultivator muttered, intentionally or not, upon seeing Chen Baojiao.

"That’s right. Hmph, she was clearly betrothed to the Sheng Tian Heaven Daoist, yet she went and seduced someone from the Xiyan Ancient Sect. How shameless," a female disciple sneered, her words laced with unmistakable jealousy.

Hearing such words, Chen Baojiao, Li Shuangyan, and Li Qiye’s expressions all turned cold. At first, Chen Baojiao didn’t take it to heart. However, some Cultivators were clearly doing it on purpose, deliberately approaching them to whisper these gossipy remarks, which made Chen Baojiao’s face flush red with anger!

"Pah, that shameless bitch. Being able to marry the Sheng Tian Heaven Daoist was a blessing she earned over ten lifetimes. She clearly doesn’t know how to appreciate her good fortune, sneaking behind the Sheng Tian Heaven Daoist’s back to seduce other men. It would be one thing if she seduced a genius, but to seduce a nobody? She’s truly debasing herself..." a young female Cultivator spat from a distance, sneering as she spoke.

Although these people didn’t mention her by name, anyone could tell they were cursing her indirectly. Hearing such things, Chen Baojiao trembled with anger. The nasty words made her whole body shake, her heart filled with bitterness and grievance...

"Someone’s tired of living." Li Qiye’s gaze sharpened as he spoke coldly, "The heavens themselves should thank their lucky stars that I’m not killing people! And yet someone dares to provoke me!"

Without a doubt, these rumors were deliberately spread, with someone fanning the flames from behind the scenes. The only goal was to ruin Chen Baojiao’s reputation.

In this Ancient Street, finding the person fanning the flames from behind wasn’t difficult at all. With just a few simple tricks, Li Qiye found out who was spreading these rumors.

On the balcony of an ancient building on the Ancient Street, a group of young talents was gathered, chatting and laughing in small groups. The leader of this group of young talents was a young man, the successor of the Qishan Holy Land—Saint Heir Qishan!

During their grand discussions, these young talents were, more or less, intentionally or unintentionally, trying to curry favor with Saint Heir Qishan. In fact, this was nothing strange.

The Qishan Holy Land was a well-known heritage in the Middle Grand Realm. More importantly, Saint Heir Qishan was the sworn brother of the Holy Heaven Sect’s Sheng Tian Heaven Daoist. The Holy Heaven Sect’s power was currently soaring like the midday sun. Countless Cultivators were eager to associate with the Holy Heaven Sect, and to top it all off, recent news revealed that the sect had formed an alliance with the Qingxuan Ancient Country. This made the Holy Heaven Sect even more sought-after!

Just then, as this group of young talents was in the middle of their grand conversation, they saw Li Qiye approaching in the distance with Li Shuangyan and Chen Baojiao.

A young genius gestured with his chin towards Saint Heir Qishan and said, "Brother Qishan, they’re here. I’m afraid they’re looking for trouble with you."

"What’s there to be afraid of?" Saint Heir Qishan sneered, looking arrogantly at the approaching Li Qiye and his group. He said in a strange, mocking tone, "A shameless bitch, having the gall to run all over the world with her lover. Heh, heh, a shameless woman like her still has the face to show up. Truly base and shameless..."

"What did you say—" Chen Baojiao trembled with rage. With her fiery personality, she immediately stepped forward and shouted sharply.

But Saint Heir Qishan was full of confidence. He glanced around nonchalantly and said, "Oh? Who was I talking about? Who’s being so shameless as to butt in?"

"Ha—" These words from Saint Heir Qishan immediately drew a roar of laughter. Chen Baojiao’s pretty face flushed red with anger, and she trembled all over.

"Courting death." Li Qiye took a step forward and sent a slap flying.

"Where did this trash come from? A thing that doesn’t know life from death!" Seeing Li Qiye’s slap coming at him, Saint Heir Qishan laughed out loud disdainfully. He sneered and threw a punch. The sound of thunder rumbled, and the power of his fist was immensely strong.

You must understand, Saint Heir Qishan possessed the strength of a Heroic Hero. In his eyes, a nobody like Li Qiye was not worth mentioning. He was confident one punch was enough to take Li Qiye’s life.

SLAP! The palm and fist collided, but not with the effect Saint Heir Qishan had expected. CRACK! Under the pressure of Li Qiye’s large palm, Saint Heir Qishan’s fist and arm shattered on the spot. Li Qiye’s palm seemed to weigh a billion jun, easily crushing the Saint Heir’s arm.

BANG! With a miserable shriek, Saint Heir Qishan was sent flying by Li Qiye’s slap. The sound of breaking bones rang out. No one knew how many bones were shattered by that single slap as blood sprayed violently through the air.

"Junior, how dare you!" Saint Heir Qishan’s Guardians were three Princes who had been nearby all along. Seeing their Young Master injured, they immediately rushed forward, roaring furiously.

The three Princes attacked simultaneously. In an instant, their Royal Qi surged forth like a Vast Sea, threatening to drown everything.

"Get back—" Li Shuangyan shouted coldly. Like a lotus blooming in fury, impervious to all techniques, she moved. The three charging Princes saw a blur, and before they knew what had happened, Li Shuangyan had already passed through their deadly techniques and tapped a finger on each of their chests.

BANG! The three Princes were sent flying on the spot, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"You little bastard—" Saint Heir Qishan scrambled to his feet, let out a furious roar, and a battle-axe flew out.

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