Ninth In the World

“I want a box of tea leaves that costs 10,000 freedom points too…”

“I want two boxes…”

A few cultivators who had wanted to leave initially went over to buy the tea leaves almost immediately after the male cultivator said that he wanted five boxes of tea leaves.

Nobody thought that the male cultivator was a paid actor, as everyone could feel the universal Dao runes of the Starry Sky. It would be unimaginable to take a sip of tea.

Even a moron would have realized the significant difference between the Starry Sky Tea and ordinary tea leaves.

Little Tree was overjoyed that the business was so good.

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Due to the flourishing business of his tea house, Di Jiu, who had killed three people on the streets previously, attracted a lot of attention once again. However, he was famous for a different reason now. At first, people wanted to see who that stupid fellow was. If he kept talking about the laws in the Gigantic Tripod Liberal Immortal City and caused trouble for the Law Enforcement Hall, Di Jiu would be doomed, even though he had won once. Fellows who leveraged the loopholes in the laws of the city did not survive long.

This time, Di Jiu was famous because of a new type of immortal spirit tea called the Starry Sky Tea. A sip of this tea could cleanse the cultivator’s state of mind and allow them to relax and feel the peace of the starry sky— something that all cultivators needed.

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The front door of the Starry Sky Tea House was packed with people. The situation had remained like that for five consecutive days ever since the tea house had opened for business.

Little Tree could only cup his fists and explain to the cultivators who had not managed to buy the tea politely, “It is extremely challenging to refine the Starry Sky Tea. We can only produce a limited amount every day. Come earlier tomorrow if you want to buy the tea.”

To be honest, Little Tree was a little moody because Big Brother had given him a lot of Starry Sky Tea but told it to sell a specific amount every day. Little Tree could not sell more tea leaves than the specified amount.

It did not understand why Big Brother didn’t want to make more money since it was so difficult to survive in the Gigantic Tripod Liberal Immortal City. Wasn’t it good to earn more freedom points?

“Please excuse us. This place is not open for business today. Go to the Great Fortune Inn in a few days if you want to get anything,” someone said suddenly.

Little Tree was stunned. After all, it should have been the one to say that. Who had the audacity to say that in the Starry Sky Tea House? Furthermore, what the heck was the Great Fortune Inn?

The crowd dispersed and Little Tree managed to see a fat man and a cultivator wearing red clothes.

From Little Tree’s point of view, their aura was overwhelming and much stronger than its own.

“It’s manager Hui from the Great Fortune Inn…” Someone in the crowd managed to identify that obese man. The cultivators who wanted to rebut decided to stay quiet and leave after recognizing deacon Hui.

Even a moron would know why manager Hui from the Great Fortune Inn had appeared in this place. The wind howled around the highest peaks, and the Starry Sky Tea House was literally trying to die by attracting so much attention.

“The tea leaves have been sold out for today. Come again tomorrow if you need anything,” Little Tree said hurriedly, as it could tell that it should not mess with the obese man.

“Get lost.” Hui slapped Little Tree and broke more than ten of its bones. After all, Little Tree’s cultivation level was too low.

Di Jiu and Jie Huang rushed to the first floor at the same time.

“Di Jiu, you are not bad. You opened a big tea house in the blink of an eye. I am here to give you a revolutionary…”

Jie Huang pounced onto Hui before the latter had finished speaking.

Both Jie Huang and Hui were early-stage Grand Zenith Immortals. Even though Jie Huang’s cultivation experience had been accumulated by using elixirs, he was the son of an Immortal Emperor and his abilities were more powerful than a fat man who only knew how to do business.

Jie Huang swept up a backbone and overwhelming killing intent shrouded Hui.

“I am the manager of the Great Fortune Inn. How dare you…”

Hui only said a word before a terrifying restriction overwhelmed his Spiritual Sense. He had been weaker than Jie Huang right from the start. Thus, thanks to the restriction, he couldn’t compare to Jie Huang.

“Pfft!” Hui’s legs shattered into bits and pieces after Jie Huang slammed the white backbone down.

Hui was filled with fear and regret. Di Jiu was just a stupid person. If he could kill people on the streets, then he could kill Hui in the shop. It would be useless, even if someone could take revenge for him, as he would probably have gotten killed by then.

Why wasn’t Fu Yi helping Hui?

Fu Yi, who followed him, could not do anything either. Fu Yi was also trapped by a Confinement Killing Array and countless flares had cut into his shoulder blades, locking him in the array.

Di Jiu had been able to kill a number of Immortal Kings and Zenith Heaven Immortals while he had still been a Perfected Immortal. Therefore, Fu Yi’s attempt to enter Di Jiu’s Confinement Killing Array was literally suicide considering that Di Jiu was an Immortal Lord now.

Boom! The bodies flew out of the Starry Sky Tea House. The crowd knew that they were manager Di Jiu and the so-called marketing director Jie Huang without even looking.

Bam! The crowd was shocked when they saw that the two people were not Di Jiu and the marketing director. They were manager Hui from the Great Fortune Inn and his hired thug, Fu Yi.

“What happened?”

Another person dashed out before the crowd could understand what was going on. The person rushed over to Hui, who had already lost his legs and punched him many times.

Hui, who was obese, turned into a gigantic pig’s head filled with blood after being punched so many times.

“Spare my life! I am with Deputy City Lord Jie…” Hui did not dare be arrogant anymore. He only begged for his life to be spared.

The onlooking cultivators drew a breath of cold air, as they realized that both Di Jiu and his assistant were arrogant people.

If the assistant had wanted to kill manager Hui, the latter would have died more than ten times over.

Hui was Jie Guangmao, the Deputy City Lord’s man. It was time to watch the fun.