You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

"How about your clothes? Aren't all the disciples in your holy land female? Has anyone asked about your clothes?" Liu Yuntian asked casually.

At this point, the woman became even more excited, with an expression of excitement on her face: "You don't know, when I appeared in the Holy Land Competition, everyone's eyes were on me! Especially those silk stockings and high-heeled boots..."

"Lace." Liu Yuntian said.

"Yes! Lace, they even imitated my clothes and secretly modified their own uniforms, which made them even uglier. Hahaha!" The woman covered her stomach and laughed without any grace, as if she felt very happy just thinking about the appearance of those people.

Liu Yuntian changed his posture, leaned forward, and asked with interest: "Did you lead them to protest? Promote my clothes in the sect and change them into new sect uniform styles?" After he finished speaking, his eyes flashed with anticipation.

The woman put her index finger to her lips, thought for a moment and then said, "I won't protest, but this matter has alarmed our elder. She also asked me and said that the disciples like your clothes very much. It's just..."

Having said this, she suddenly stopped, looked at Liu Yuntian hesitantly, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Just what? Just say it!" Liu Yuntian encouraged.

The woman gritted her teeth and finally said, "The clothes in our holy land are all defensive spiritual treasures. Although their defensive power is average, they can still resist ordinary attacks. And you are wearing such ordinary clothes..." She looked at Liu Yuntian, seeming to find it difficult to speak.

"Oh~ I see. That's okay. I can be responsible for making the basic fabric patterns. You can go and negotiate cooperation with the Holy Land of Weapon Refining and have them process it into spiritual treasures before selling it. Isn't that great? In this way, we can meet your needs and make money. Isn't that great?"

"Yup!"

The woman's eyes lit up after hearing this, and she clapped her hands together and said excitedly: "Yes, why didn't I think of that!"

Her face was full of surprise, her eyes were full of expectation, and then she looked at Liu Yuntian in surprise, exclaiming: "How did you get your head? You are so smart! If we can reach a cooperation with the holy land of weapon refining, then four of the six holy lands will have a deep connection with me! Haha, from now on, I can walk sideways in the entire Qiyang Continent!"

As she spoke, the woman pouted her lips, and with a hint of playfulness, she quickly approached Liu Yuntian and said in a delicate voice: "Come, I will reward you with a kiss from this lady!"

However, Liu Yuntian showed a look of disdain on his face, and hurriedly pushed the other person away, frowning and saying, "That's not necessary. I don't want to have too much to do with you. If the Son of Luck beats me to my doorstep one day, I won't be able to stop him."

At this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right arm, and Liu Yuntian subconsciously pulled his arm back.

At the same time, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and a painful expression appeared on his face.

"What's wrong? Another rejection reaction?" Seeing this, the woman asked hurriedly with concern.

Liu Yuntian gritted his teeth and nodded, beads of sweat dripping down his cheeks. After a while, the severe pain gradually subsided, and he heaved a long sigh of relief, smiled weakly, and said, "You learn fast enough. You have learned all my professional terms."

The woman curled her lips and said, "What a professional term! Among us cultivators, this is called Yichi! I just called it according to the term you can understand!"

She seemed a little dissatisfied with Liu Yuntian's questioning, but still explained patiently.

Then, she became serious and continued righteously, "It's normal to have some objections. The owner of this arm was a great man at the peak of the Spiritualization Stage! It's great that you, a mortal, can have it attached! I spent a lot of time and energy, and went to many secret realms to get it back for you. You must cherish it!"

Liu Yuntian leaned against a big tree, barely supporting his body, and forced himself to stand up.

He covered his right arm, turned away, with a painful expression on his face.

"I feel a little uncomfortable, so I'll go back first. I'll go to the same place next month to receive animal slaves and medicine slaves." Liu Yuntian said in a low voice.

The woman hurriedly asked: "Hey! Where are the poems? Where are the poems for this month?" She seemed to be looking forward to Liu Yuntian's poems.

However, Liu Yuntian did not look back, but continued walking down the mountain.

He replied as he walked, "I'm not in the mood to write. I'll make it up to you next month!" After that, he staggered into the woods.

Along the way, Liu Yuntian was in a daze. There were always noisy voices in his mind, as if someone was talking, but he could only hear the voices but could not understand what was being said.

Relying on muscle memory, Liu Yuntian returned to the Liu Mansion, skillfully opened the door of his room, and fell asleep.

That night, Liu Yuntian slept uneasily, and many strange scenes and characters appeared in his dreams.

He dreamed that Ye Ling was holding a spear, standing there majestically, with seven or eight beautiful women leaning against him.

Each of these women is like a fairy, dazzling to the eyes.

In the dream, Liu Yuntian saw an angry expression on Ye Ling's face, and he questioned him indignantly: "Old Devil Liu, thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, are you ready to die today?"

"Don't mess with the new account, I'm already honest, please let me go!"

At this moment, Liu Yuntian sat up in shock, his whole body wet and covered with sticky sweat.

He lay on the bed for a while before gradually regaining consciousness.

He patted his forehead, took a long breath, and muttered some national quintessence.

"It turned out to be a dream..." Liu Yuntian murmured to himself.

When he came to his senses, he was surprised to find himself in an empty room.

He looked around blankly and found that all the furniture was gone.

He jumped out of bed in a hurry and looked around, but saw only a lonely bed.

"Fuck? Where's the furniture?"

Liu Yuntian was stunned in fear. His first thought was that someone was plotting against him, and that they could empty his house while he was sleeping, or they could kill him! This was a warning and a threat to him.

The next moment, he rushed out the door barefoot, looking at the bare yard, and was stunned. He widened his eyes, unable to believe the scene before him.

"Damn it, they came to steal my house? Who is so reckless as to do this?" Liu Yuntian was furious, and his voice echoed throughout the yard.

He felt that his young heart had been greatly insulted and hurt, and he could not accept this fact at all.

"Mr. Liu!"

In the distance, Qi Xing's figure climbed over from outside the yard and knelt on one knee in front of Liu Yuntian.

Liu Yuntian looked at the person who came and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Qi Xing, you came just in time, my house was robbed! Find it for me quickly!"

Qi Xing was stunned and knelt there, at a loss as to what to do.

"What are you standing there for? Go!"

Qi Xing scratched his head and said awkwardly, "Mr. Liu... your house was not robbed. It was Liu Lian who packed up and transported it away overnight..."

"..."

Liu Yuntian pointed at his face in disbelief and asked, "You mean my parents ran away and I became an orphan?"