Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Lonemoon glanced over the dishes on the table, his eyes darkened, but he showed no intention of eating. “It's not necessary. We are not here to eat.”

“Yes, yes.” The person's smile was even more careful. “Spirit stones will be ready soon, very soon!” He looked carefully at Lonemoon's expression, and something flashed in his eyes. Carefully he proposed, “Senior is a Soul Formation Supremacy, and your time is precious. You must not be able to waste too much time on us insignificant people. There were many who owed Supremacy spirit stones, how about… I go on behalf of Supremacy and tell all of them to send the spirit stones here?”

Lonemoon gave him an inexplicable look, but didn't reply. Only when that person's complexion turned paler and paler, and cold sweat started forming on his forehead, did he finally let out a laugh, nodded and said, “Okay!”

The person looked relieved. “I will go and notify them right away. With that said, he hurried to exit from the room, kindly closing the door behind him. Soon, hurried footsteps heading downstairs were heard.

“The restriction on the door is activated.” Yi Qing gave the door a look and said.

“Yeah, I felt it too.” Lonemoon said uncaringly. “He didn't intend to return the spirit stones in the first place, and now that he's back at his own place, he's even less likely to. Right now, he's probably gone seeking help to deal with us.” Whoever that was going to come later must have something to do with the elixir. This was why he came to look for this leader first. “At any rate, this is what we came for. We'll give him some time.

Lonemoon glanced over the dishes on the table and realized to his surprise that Shen Ying also didn't eat. “Foodie Ying, you can actually keep from eating?”

“Huh?” Shen Ying who was just leaning on the table like a splash of mud glanced at the spirit qi feast on the table, and said in all righteousness, “I don't want to eat vegetables!”

“…” As a foodie, you can really be picky!

Yet Yi Qing stood up directly, waved a hand to put away the whole table of vegetarian dishes, and replaced them with fragrant meat dishes. “Master will probably fight later, and the consumption will be too great. You may eat these to fill the belly for the moment.”

Mud Shen was clear-headed all at once, as she took up the chopsticks and started eating energetically.

The corner of Lonemoon's mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes at her. “Even if it comes to fighting, we won't need her to do it alright? What consumption would she have!”

Chef who was just taking out dishes stopped short. He stiffened for a while before saying in a matter-of-fact way, “Spectating requires strength as well.”

“You are just f*cking finding a reason for her to idle!” What strength! You brainless fan. “And… where did you get these dishes from?”

“I casually cooked them on the way while being chased by them just now!”

Lonemoon: “…”

Your running for life actually involved stopping to cook dishes. How casually you ran just now!

Huh?

Wait a moment!

With those people's cultivation, there was no way they could chase the two of them, not to mention Shen Ying being a cheat. Then their b.u.mping into him just now was…

Flips table!

They purposefully pushed the responsibility to him, and made him take charge of the matter, right? Absolutely!

These two hateful wastrels!

“Hmm? Father Niu!” Shen Ying who was eating suddenly stopped short and looked directly at his direction. “You're on the wall!”

“What wall?” Lonemoon gave her a stare.

“The wall opposite the street.” She pointed to something behind him with chopsticks.

Lonemoon was stunned. He turned and looked over. They sat on the second floor. Behind him, there happened to be a half-open window showing the opposite side of the street, at which a notice board was placed. On the board two imaging talismans were pasted. The left showed the picture of a man in white robes, who had black hair and a fan Dharma artifact in his hand, exactly the same as himself. Above the picture was a row of red words: Soul Formation heretical cultivator wanted, alive or dead!

“Holy s.h.i.+t!” Lonemoon stood up directly. What was going on?

“Fatty is right next to you.” Shen Ying pointed towards the other imaging talisman, and the image on it was indeed Fatty, only that it wasn't a red wanted order of immortal sects, but a notice of finding Divine Imperial Sect's sect master. Words about being captured by heretical cultivator and unsure whether alive or dead could also vaguely be seen. Also, both imaging talismans looked somewhat dated, and they seemed to have been pasted there for years.

“Together even when being pasted on a wall, you two are so fated.” Fatty was a special one indeed!

“To h.e.l.l with fated!” Keep your looks, he was wanted by all immortal sects, okay?

Wait a moment!

He looked again at that notice board.

“Why are there only Fatty and me? Where are you two!” Apparently the three of them went together to Divine Imperial Sect to save Fatty, why was he the only one wanted?” Never mind about Shen Ying, since others couldn't see her anyway. Why wasn't there even Chef?”

“Hmm…” Chef considered it carefully. “This is probably the moral quality 1 that Master often talks about?”

“Get lost.” What the h.e.l.l!

According to the current condition, those people must have long noticed his ident.i.ty, that was why they gave over spirit stones so readily just now. He was anxious to find two troublesome b.i.t.c.hes who ran away, so he didn't conceal his looks. He almost forgot that when Divine Imperial Sect fetched Fatty back to the sect, more than a dozen Soul Formation cultivators and traveling immortals had fought with him. Therefore, with Fatty missing, it was normal that their first suspect was him, the Soul Formation cultivator of unknown origin.

This was actually a bit troublesome. At first, he planned on investigating about Soul Extracting Pills, but now it seems that the shopkeeper was not going to bring the maker of the pills, but the people of Divine Imperial Sect.

Indeed, before they finished eating, more than ten auras of Soul Formation cultivators started flying towards them hurriedly. At the same time, several lights of arrays flashed across the room. Golden spells shone around them, and a high-level trapping array was formed instantly.

“Chef, hurry and keep the dishes, don't waste them. I'll eat later!” Shen Ying hurried to order Chef.

“Okay, Master!” Chef waved a hand, directly putting all the dishes into the storage bag.

Lonemoon, “…” The first reaction of you two is actually to keep food? Can you be serious? At least pretend to be back-stabbed.

In the next instant, bright light shone from the array, and very thick spirit qi emerged from the array and rose up, directly lifting the whole roof. In the sky, there were already more than a dozen Soul Formation cultivators and three traveling immortals. All of them held Dharma artifacts in their hands and looked down at Father Niu vigilantly.

“Spirit Locking Array.” Lonemoon recognized the array under his feet. They put in quite some effort. It was an array that could lock the spirit qi of cultivators, but it cost a great many spirit stones. The more spirit stones used, the stronger the array. Looking at the spirit qi in this array, the cost was probably high.

Lonemoon didn't move, but looked up at the people in the sky and made a soft laugh. He recognized most of them as cultivators who came to fetch Fatty in the past. “We meet again.”

“Bold human cultivator!” A traveling immortal in the air yelled loudly. “You actually dare to kidnap our own sect master multiple times! Quickly hand him over, or don't think about leaving this place today!”