The End of the Immortal Path

Shen Yao chuckled. "Don’t tell me you’re actually in your twenties just because you look like it? You’re so shameless. If you’re old, just admit it.

"I’ll admit you’re unbeatable at the Golden Core Realm.

"You’re just being a sore loser. Trying to save face just makes you look even more shameless."

Jiang Man stared at the woman before him for a long while before taking out a notebook. "What are your names?"

"Shen Yao," she replied without hesitation.

Jiang Man nodded and began writing. "Shen Yao, from the Immortal Sect, insulted and cursed me, which made me angry. Exclamation point."

After writing this, Jiang Man looked toward the younger woman next to Shen Yao.

"Zhou Qing," the woman said in a small voice.

Jiang Man continued writing. "Zhou Qing didn’t say a word, tacitly agreeing with Shen Yao. She insulted me, cursed me, and was even too contemptuous to speak to me."

Hearing this, the two women stared at Jiang Man in shock.

’This guy is insane.’

Shen Yao glared at Jiang Man, her voice cold. "Do you have any idea what will happen to you for offending us?"

Jiang Man shook his head.

"Tell us your name. As long as you dare to step out of the Golden Core Region, you’ll find out," Shen Yao said, taking out a Communication Talisman.

Jiang Man put away his notebook and said with a straight face, "My name isn’t a secret. I am Qin Wen, an Inner Sect Disciple of the Wuyun Sect, under Peak Master Bai Wanli.

"Make sure your people remember it, and let’s see what consequences I’ll face."

Shen Yao was genuinely surprised that he actually dared to give his name.

But they didn’t hesitate, sending the Communication Talisman immediately.

At that, Jiang Man gave a slight nod, then said, "Alright, start smashing the beam of light. Otherwise, you’re not going anywhere."

The two gritted their teeth and finally got to work.

They had to admit defeat.

There was no way they could beat him.

Monk Zhen Kong and Ling Dang didn’t say a word.

But they were utterly shocked.

For a moment, they couldn’t quite put their finger on what was so shocking.

It was just incredibly bizarre.

But they didn’t dare to speak up, so they could only continue dealing with the suddenly appearing Demon Beasts.

And with the two from the Immortal Sect joining in, the shaking of the light beam became much more obvious.

It would save some time.

A short while later, three more people headed their way.

When he saw Shen Yao and Zhou Qing, the young man in the lead looked surprised. "Shen Yao? You’re fast. And it looks like you found a Body Cultivator to help you smash the beam."

Hearing this, Shen Yao shot the newcomer a cold look. "Nangong He? You want to help too?"

’What an idiot. He can’t even read the situation.’

’Is he helping me?’

’Can’t you see how strong he is?’

At this, Nangong He looked at Jiang Man and asked, "How much Spiritual Source did Shen Yao give you?"

Jiang Man looked at the newcomer with some surprise. "Twenty thousand."

"That’s too stingy. I’ll give you thirty thousand. Help me instead, and I can even tell you where to find a beam that’s right for you," Nangong He said with a smile.

Jiang Man looked conflicted.

"Forty thousand."

"Deal."

The other party readily handed over the Spiritual Source. Feeling its heavy weight, Jiang Man asked seriously, "What do you need my help with?"

"Aren’t you helping Shen Yao smash the beam? Stop attacking the beam and attack Shen Yao directly," Nangong He said.

Hearing this, Jiang Man turned his head to look at Shen Yao.

She froze, then said in terror, "Old man, don’t you dare do anything reckless! It’s only forty thousand Spiritual Source! You..."

BOOM!

Jiang Man appeared right in front of her and sent her flying with a single punch.

BANG!

She slammed heavily onto the ground.

Everyone was stunned.

Zhou Qing was trembling.

’That old man really doesn’t hold back. He shows absolutely no mercy.’

Jiang Man pulled back his fist and looked at Nangong He. "There’s still this one, Zhou Qing. I’ll give you a discount on her—thirty thousand will do."

Hearing this, Zhou Qing shivered in fear and immediately yelled, "Fifty thousand! Hit Nangong He!"

Jiang Man replied instantly, "Deal!"

Then, while Nangong He was still stunned, he saw Jiang Man’s figure appear before him.

And then...

BOOM!

His whole body went flying, utterly bewildered.

A moment later.

Five people were now smashing the beam of light.

"Idiot! Unbelievably stupid!" Shen Yao cursed, glaring at the injured Nangong He. "I’ve never met anyone as dumb as you! Couldn’t you tell he’s at the Great Success stage of the Hundred Rivers Series?

"How am I supposed to fight him?

"I was captured and forced to do this.

"And you even paid Spiritual Source to have him hit me! You’re just rolling in Spiritual Source, aren’t you?

"You’re so strong, aren’t you?

"Go on, why don’t you fight him again?"

Then, Shen Yao looked at Zhou Qing and said, "Curse him out! He made you waste fifty thousand Spiritual Source."

Zhou Qing glared fiercely at Nangong He. "You bad guy! You big bad guy!"

Shen Yao was silent for a moment, then finally said, "Stop cursing. Let’s just smash the beam."

Nangong He rubbed his chest. It felt tight and suffocating—an internal injury.

He knew that Great Success in the Hundred Rivers Series was powerful.

But he had rarely met anyone like that.

So he didn’t really understand that level of strength.

Now that he had experienced it firsthand, he realized it was absurdly powerful.

Within the same Realm, the difference was like night and day.

No wonder so many people wanted to reach the Primordial Spirit Realm as soon as possible.

It was precisely because they were afraid of encountering people like this.

He then looked at the item inside the beam of light. A pity he wouldn’t be able to get it now.

Jiang Man stood where he was, watching them in silence for a long time.

’I just made ninety thousand Spiritual Source without even trying.’

’People from the Immortal Sects are really rich.’

For a moment, he didn’t even want to break open the beam. He wanted to keep waiting.

After all, he still needed to focus on his Cultivation.

Having made up his mind, Jiang Man stopped overthinking it. He swallowed a Taiyin Pill and began his Cultivation.

As the number of people increased, so did the number of Demon Beasts.

They could only assign more people to suppress the Demon Beasts.

Jiang Man didn’t care. A few more days of smashing was just a few more days.

It didn’t affect anything.

He had to see how long it would take for his Cultivation to fill the fourth Gourd.

With the Primordial Spirit Pill, as long as his Cultivation was complete, he could indeed consider advancing directly.

Watching Jiang Man cultivate, Shen Yao couldn’t help but curse, "That monster! He’s actually still cultivating. Can he get any stronger?"

"He took a Chao Yuan Taiyin Pill. His final Realm isn’t at Perfection yet," Zhou Qing whispered.

"Then how strong will he be when he truly reaches Perfection?" Nangong He didn’t even dare to imagine.

"I think they should just get rid of the Hundred Rivers Series. Otherwise, you’ll always have people using their age to bully others," Shen Yao said.

"If we go to the borderlands, there are new opportunities there that are harder to obtain the older you are. He’s just making a little profit now," Nangong He said, as if trying to console himself.

Off to the side, Monk Zhen Kong and Ling Dang remained silent.

These people thought Jiang Man was old.

But they knew his real age.

He was still in the Second Courtyard of the Outer Sect. How old could he possibly be?

He was only twenty-six.

A whole night passed, but the beam of light was not broken.

During the day, they began to rest.

But they discovered Jiang Man was still cultivating.

On the second day, they continued smashing.

But the beam had recovered some of its strength, and there were more Demon Beasts.

Their progress was even slower.

On the third day, their overall progress hadn’t increased by much.

At one point, a group of people came over, but they left as soon as they saw Nangong He and Shen Yao.

Those two were rivals, yet they were smashing a beam together.

They didn’t understand it, but they were shocked nonetheless.

It was better to leave for now.

Jiang Man found it a bit of a pity but didn’t pay it any mind.

He continued his Cultivation.

On the fourth day.

He finally stopped cultivating.

Four days, eight Taiyin Pills, and he had only gathered ten percent.

In other words, he would need eighty pills to fill it completely.

He was still short forty-two pills.

Jiang Man turned to the people smashing the beam and asked, "Do any of you have Taiyin Pills?"

The group fell silent. They were all at Golden Core Perfection; how could they not have any?

"Sell me forty-two," Jiang Man continued.

"Three thousand three hundred each?" Nangong He asked.

"I usually get a twenty-five percent discount on my Elixirs. Since we’ve hit it off so well, I don’t want you guys to take a loss. Let’s say a twenty-two percent discount," Jiang Man offered.

He was quite surprised, though. The price of Elixirs was actually the same on both sides.

Shen Yao stared at Jiang Man, speechless for a moment. ’A twenty-five percent discount? Where does he even buy them?’

"How about a fifteen percent discount?" Nangong He said.

"A twenty-one percent discount," Jiang Man said.

In the end, they settled on a twenty percent discount.

But Jiang Man didn’t have enough Spiritual Source.

He borrowed twenty thousand from the Monk and successfully bought the forty-two Elixirs.

—

「On the other side.」

During the day, the swordsman traveled by Sword Control.

Sensing the location, he and Yin Qin headed there together.

"The position hasn’t changed. Why is that?" the swordsman wondered.

"Could it be an ambush?" Yin Qin asked.

"Looks like we’ll have to be more careful. It’s quite a distance away, though. This place is absurdly huge," the swordsman lamented. "And we can’t even use Sword Control at full speed, which just wastes more time.

"We’ll just let him live peacefully for a few more days."

「Three days later.」

They sensed the position once again.

It was just ahead.

"His good days are over," the swordsman said softly.