The original repairer

Chapter 227 Rescue

"I asked the master again and again, wanting to have more Taoist companions, whether it would affect my Taoist fortune." Shi Chen said shyly.

"Senior, this will not happen again. Are you willing to pay 10,000 low-grade spirit stones as punishment for your violation? If you don't pay, you will become an excluded cultivator here and will never be qualified to tell fortunes." The female cultivator said, suppressing her laughter.

"I'll pay it right away, I'll pay it right away." Shi Chen hurriedly took out a bag of spirit stones, about 12,000 of them, and placed them in the female cultivator's hand. He then flattered her, "Please accept the extra ones, Fairy!"

"Thank you for your reward, senior. Take care!" The female cultivator weighed the bag of spirit stones in her hand and smiled.

The island market, called Wentian Market, occupies a small portion of the island, situated along the western coast. The buildings are well-organized, with neat lanes and alleys arranged according to a specific pattern.

In three days, Shi Chen visited the entire market town, restaurants, teahouses, inns, and some rented caves in special locations. He visited them one by one.

"Senior, you are so lucky that the master has chosen you twice in just a few days. This has never happened in the ten years since divination began in Tianyan Tower." The female cultivator who led the way said in surprise as she led the way up.

"What's the big deal? Doesn't this just mean that I can make more Taoist partners? Hehe! When I make a Taoist partner, I'll invite you to a banquet. Haha!" Shi Chen said excitedly with a smile on his face.

"Hehe! Senior, you are joking. Others are here to seek opportunities and treasures, but you are only interested in finding a Taoist partner and fortune-telling for your marriage." The female cultivator covered her mouth, her eyes revealing undisguised contempt. She narrowed her eyes slightly and glanced to the side.

Shi Chen was very clear-headed, with a strange color on his face. He murmured, "That! That! The feeling is not something a fairy like you can understand."

"Senior, please go up on your own. You know the rules!" The female cultivator said with a slightly blushing face and lowered her head as she reached the eleventh floor.

After climbing up to the twelfth floor with a smile, Shi Chen's face calmed down. He waved his hands repeatedly, and the formation flags flew in all directions.

When he scanned with his spiritual sense, he found something strange about this building. It turned out to be a tower-shaped magic weapon. The twelfth floor was the core of this magic weapon and also the most difficult place to break through.

Pushing aside the screen and seeing the scene inside with his own eyes, Shi Chen's eyes twitched slightly. His eyes widened, his teeth clenched, and he uttered words word by word: "I'm sorry! I came too late and caused you so much injustice and pain."

Xu Qing sat leaning back in the recliner, tears in her eyes, biting her lips lightly to prevent her sobs from being heard.

Her black hair had turned gray and hung down in a messy manner. Her face was still as delicate as before, but from her neck, dark yellow wrinkles appeared, like that of an old mortal woman.

The hands tucked into his sleeves trembled slightly. They were no longer tender and green, like mutton-fat jade. They were dry and withered, with wrinkled skin covering only the protruding bony fingers, and the veins bulged out like a winding earthworm.

"I'm already relieved that you can come. I just want to see you one more time. I'm already a disabled person. You'd better leave. Don't lose your life for me. Li Tianfeng is not someone you can deal with. He's making arrangements here..." Xu Qing murmured softly with a weak breath.

"Don't say anything more. I said it won't be left unresolved. Trust me this time, I will definitely get you away from here." Shi Chen interrupted her persuasion.

He took out two top-grade healing pills and fed them into Xu Qing's mouth. He made hand seals with his hands, and after half a minute, he grabbed all the spiritual marks on her body and sealed them into a blank jade slip.

As his spiritual energy flowed into Xu Qing's body, he discovered that her body was leaking like a sieve. Physical injuries were easily treatable; a few top-grade healing pills would reconnect her tendons and bones after a period of recuperation, but he had no way to restore his shattered spiritual roots.

Moreover, his lifespan has been severely depleted. If he is not treated in time and continues to be depleted, he will probably pass away in less than a year.

"I will get this debt back for you, but now is not the time. Let's leave here first." Shi Chen's voice was as cold as ice, and the air around him trembled slightly. He picked up Xu Qing and walked towards the stairs.

"This is his magic weapon, we can't leave..." Xu Qing said anxiously.

"You should get some sleep first. I know the layout of the market town very well," Shi Chen interrupted Xu Qing again. "Don't worry, I have plans. Even if it means going through mountains of swords and seas of fire, I will lead you to a way out."

The female cultivator guarding the stairs on the first floor had a look of resentment and joy on her face, and was still thinking in her heart: This senior is really something, he knows the rules but still breaks them every time. If there is no more reward this time, I will report you to the upper echelons of the market and have you blacklisted in the market, and you will never be able to tell fortunes again.

Half a minute passed before someone finally came down from above. With a stern face, he opened his mouth to scold, but when he saw the person coming down the stairs, he was actually holding the fortune teller, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to stop them: "You bold lunatic, how dare you..."

Bang!

Shi Chen released his spiritual power, knocking the leading female cultivator back, sending her flying against the wall with blood oozing from her mouth.

Without waiting for Shi Chen to continue his pressure, Xu Qing said softly, "Let her go. At least she has taken care of me and not been harsh with me over the years."

"I'll spare your life!" Shi Chen narrowed his eyes, turned around, hugged Xu Qing tightly and continued to go downstairs.

The owner of Tianyanlou was lying behind the counter, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, drinking spiritual tea, squinting his eyes and humming a tune, looking relaxed and comfortable.

Suddenly, his spiritual sense swept across a cultivator of unclear cultivation level, who was holding a white-haired female cultivator and coming down from the upstairs. Just as he was surprised, he suddenly jumped up, and the golden pendant magic weapon in his hand appeared, but before he could activate it, a white mist appeared in front of his eyes, and his spiritual sense was trapped in his body.

My heart was instantly filled with fear, as if I had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

He never expected that such an out-of-control situation would occur in his seemingly impregnable Tianyan Building.

"Who on earth is this? I don't even have a chance to resist!" He groaned inwardly, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

Shi Chen walked out of Tianyan Building quickly. He knew that he didn't have much time left. The controller of the market town would be able to sense the operation of the formation on the first floor. At most, in ten breaths, the mixed formation in the market town would be activated.

call out!call out!call out!

After several breaths of wind escape, he still couldn't escape from the three main streets.

hum!

Only five breaths later, the complex formation was activated, and the entire market was shrouded in confusing black smoke. The spiritual consciousness and the ability to fly were all blocked by the formation.

"What's going on? The market suddenly activated a defensive formation?" A cultivator on the market street asked in doubt.

Some monks looked around in panic, trying to find a way to escape, muttering to themselves, "Could it be that a powerful enemy is attacking? What should we do?"

Some of the calmer cultivators quickly gathered together and speculated, "Could it be that a valuable treasure has appeared in the world, and the market is afraid of being robbed, so they activated the formation?"

Some timid monks' legs had gone weak, and they collapsed to the ground, saying in a trembling voice, "It's all over, we're afraid we're going to be trapped here."

There were also monks with evil intentions, with a cunning glint in their eyes, secretly calculating whether they could take advantage of the chaos to gain some benefits.

Other monks shouted angrily at the sky: "Where is the market manager? Give us an explanation!"

The experienced old monk said solemnly, "Don't panic, observe the situation first."

For a moment, the streets of the market town were in chaos, with all kinds of sounds intertwined together, and emotions of fear, confusion, and anger spread.