CHAPTER 403: COME AT ME!

Chapter 403: Come at Me!

“Welcome!”

The loudspeaker at the supermarket entrance startled both Su Qinian and Yue Qianchi.

The cashier eyed the two black-clad figures warily—but after a second thought, relaxed.

Come on, what age was this? Monsters and supers were practically running Earth now.

The U.S. was crawling with zombies, Japan had yokai roaming the streets, and Europe was infested with vampires and bounty hunters.

Even bank robberies were rare these days.

Who would rob a supermarket?

With that, she shrugged off her concern.

Sure, the pair looked shady, but with so many people doing cosplay these days, who cared?

“Looking for anything in particular?”

Seeing the two just standing there, she asked kindly.

“Uh… we… hmm…”

Su Qinian hesitated.

“Do you accept spirit stones here?”

“…What?” The cashier froze.

Spirit stones? What even were those?

It did sound like something out of the whole Spiritual Revival phenomenon, but… there’s no way you could use that stuff to pay here, right?

“Are you guys doing some kind of roleplay?” she asked with a polite smile. “But just so you know—spirit stones don’t count as legal tender. We only take cash.”

A white-haired pretty boy and a curvy beauty in full costume?

Definitely cosplay.

Su Qinian clenched his teeth.

D*mn. He forgot to ask the Grandmaster for money from this world.

Now there was no time left—they needed to wrap things up fast.

“Forgive us!”

He cupped his hands toward the cashier and charged straight into the store.

The cashier stared in disbelief as Su Qinian activated his fully auto-suction storage ring.

The next second, a sight she’d never forget in her life unfolded before her eyes.

Every item in the store was swept up by a whirlwind, funneled toward Su Qinian like a crazed dragon. Within seconds, the entire supermarket was sucked clean into the ring.

Even the cashier’s counter was gone. She collapsed to the floor, trembling.

“Y-You really are robbing the place?!”

“Ah, dear donor, let’s not say such unpleasant things.”

Su Qinian pressed his palms together with a compassionate expression. “True, we took everything. But we never said we wouldn’t pay.

You see, an ordinary man is doomed when he carries treasure. With so many precious goods in your hands, if another cultivator had found you, the outcome would’ve been…”

He paused dramatically.

Yue Qianchi took over with a serious face:

“Death and Dao collapse!”

“This is our compensation.” Su Qinian smiled gently.

His allotted time was up—the space around him was flickering, his figure growing blurry.

To the cashier, it was like meeting a real-life superhuman.

Sure, they were all over the news now, but they still weren’t common enough to just run into on the street.

Su Qinian said he’d pay up—but made no move to do so.

Yue Qianchi waited, frowning slightly—until she caught the pointed look he kept giving her.

Then she realized:

That stingy old man wanted her to pay with her spirit stones!

Her face twitched.

“Fine!”

She slapped a pouch of spirit stones in front of the cashier and shot Su Qinian a glare.

“That’s fifty low-grade spirit stones. Don’t complain—that’s my whole weekly allowance. More than enough for everything in your mortal world.”

Her valuation came from the Cangyun Realm.

One low-grade spirit stone was worth a gold ingot or about a thousand silver taels.

Fifty of them could not only clear out a supermarket—it’d buy a decent house in a major city.

Outside the store, Su Qinian’s time was up.

“So many treasures… if I use them right, the number of admirers I’ve got is gonna double for sure—keh keh keh~”

He was already smirking lewdly when his body turned to light and vanished.

Yue Qianchi, still in Nascent Soul form, had time left.

She needed to report back to the Grandmaster—and maybe try to recoup some of the loss.

“Uh, Miss Superwoman… this, uh… spirit stone…”

The cashier looked at her nervously. “How do you even use it? Where do I exchange it?”

Yue Qianchi tilted her head thoughtfully.

“If you really don’t know, just take it to the nearest Exorcist Division. They’ll give you a good price.”

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“Grandmaster, Li Buyi has been eliminated.”

In the main hall of the Exorcist Division in Province C, Yue Qianchi handed a white pebble to Chen Huaian.

“This was refined from his ashes and can store a fragment of his soul. Just a sliver—but it proves the target was successfully killed.”

Chen Huaian examined it, sent his spiritual sense inside—

—and saw a dazed, shriveled soul curled up within.

Yep. Dead as dead gets.

“Also, this.”

She pulled out the Divine Descent Talisman. Though unused, it still radiated an imposing divine aura.

“This must’ve been the trump card you mentioned. A summoning talisman. I didn’t expect this world still had divine descent rituals. The Cangyun Realm hasn’t seen one in years.”

Chen Huaian narrowed his eyes and took three steps back.

To him, the talisman was shrouded in gray qi that surged straight into the sky.

Definitely not something good. Especially since if the Thunder Immortal caught even a whiff of it—he’d be toast.

“This Venerable will pass.”

He noticed the gray qi wasn’t trying to enter Yue Qianchi’s body—

meaning Cangyun cultivators weren’t affected by it.

Good. That meant Li Qingran would also be relatively safe.

“Take it back to Cangyun.” He paused, then grinned:

“Any cultivator who meets the conditions can activate this, right? Once we’ve rescued Yun Suxin, we can hand it to someone from Burning Purity or Jade Pool Holy Land. I’m really curious what kind of ‘god’ it’ll summon.”

“Uh…” Yue Qianchi was stunned by his imagination. “Can gods from this world even be summoned to Cangyun?”

“Only one way to find out.”

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When the Sect Summoning Token’s effect ended, Yue Qianchi returned to Cangyun Realm.

Before attacking Burning Purity Holy Land, however, Chen Huaian had a more immediate problem.

“Qingran, how about trying to break through to late-stage Golden Core?”

In Containment Site 0, Chen Huaian sat across from Li Qingran.

He knew it was a bold ask, but…

he really needed a spiritual treasure.

Otherwise, how the heck was he going to duel that multi-treasure freak, Monk Burning Karma?

But since Li Qingran hadn’t experienced major battles on the Demon-Sealing Tower trip,

she hadn’t found an opportunity for breakthrough.

“Master, I’ll try my best…”

She meditated all night, face turning red from effort—but the bottleneck didn’t budge one bit.

“How about I train with you—personally tutor you, give you some one-on-one guidance? Hm?”

A spark of interest flashed in Li Qingran’s bright eyes.

But she hesitated.

“But Master, I’m mid-stage Golden Core now too. If we spar… what if I hurt you?”

“Excuse me?!”

Chen Huaian rolled up his sleeves, eyes wide. “You think you can hurt me?

Come at me!”

“…Alright then.”

Li Qingran took a deep breath, growing serious.

She cupped her fists.

“Then don’t blame me, Master—I won’t hold back!”