8 Qi Mountain, The First Resurrected Demon

Luo City, outside the Avenue Bookstore.

A limousine stopped at the entrance. The person who got out of the car was none other than the outstanding entrepreneur who had been here before – Zhang Youwei.

"Director Zhang, we're here." The driver, Xiao Li, got out of the driver's seat and informed Zhang Youwei respectfully. 

Zhang Youwei nodded and looked at the closed shop door thoughtfully.

Xiao Li followed Zhang Youwei's gaze and looked at the shop door, "Director Zhang, since the bookstore is not open for business, shall we come back next time? There are still many important matters awaiting your decision in the company." 

Hearing this, Zhang Youwei shook his head and said firmly, "I won't leave until I see that shop owner today. You head back to the office and wait for me."

Xiao Li was slightly stunned and said, "How can I do that? My job is to pick you up and protect you. What if anything happens to you when I'm not around?"

Zhang Youwei waved his hand again and said, "Alright, alright. I'm not some mafia boss. I'm not in any danger. You can head back first. I'll call you to pick me up when I'm ready to leave."

Zhang Youwei paused for a moment before adding, "Also, parking this car here at the shop's entrance would affect their business."

Hearing this, Xiao Li pursed his lips but didn't say anything. However, in his mind, he was cursing silently. This street was basically an abandoned street. Usually, no one passed by here, and this bookstore was the only shop on the street that was still open.

If it weren't for the traffic jam on the other road, they would not even have taken this street the last time they were here.

How could they have possibly affected their business?

However, since his boss, had already said so, he naturally couldn't disobey and could only do as he was told. 

Before he left, Xiao Li glanced at the Avenue Bookstore through the rearview mirror and Zhang Youwei, who was standing respectfully at the bookstore's entrance. He couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"What kind of bewitching potion did the bookstore owner give Director Zhang to make him so respectful? It's really strange!"

…

Time passed bit by bit.

When the twilight gradually darkened, a figure appeared at the corner of the street. Zhang Youwei, who had been waiting for a long time and was already a little tired, immediately went up to greet the figure, "Sir, you are finally back."

The person was none other than Luo Xiu, who had sold him [The Basics Of Spiritual Energy Circulation] yesterday!

Luo Xiu recognized Zhang Youwei at a glance. After all, this was the only person who had come to buy the cultivation technique in three months. Luo Xiu obviously remembered him very clearly.

"Why are you here? Are you here for a refund?" Luo Xiu said jokingly, which he hardly ever did.

Just from Zhang Youwei's complexion, Luo Xiu could tell that Zhang Youwei had definitely been practicing earnestly according to the contents of the book.

At this time, his condition should have improved significantly.

Initially, Luo Xiu was not in a good mood because of the demonic energy at Qi Mountain. However, after seeing Zhang Youwei, he became much more relaxed. At least he was able to save someone's life. 

Zhang Youwei heard Luo Xiu's joke and waved his hand repeatedly, "No, no, sir, you misunderstood. I'm not here to get a refund. I'm here to thank you in person!"

"Oh? Why are you thanking me?"

Zhang Youwei swallowed his saliva and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his forehead, "Sir, I'm ashamed to say this. After I bought that book yesterday, I didn't immediately start practicing. Instead, I went to the hospital first."

"Why?"

"Because…" Zhang Youwei smiled awkwardly and said, "Because the last time I went to the hospital for a check-up, the doctor said that I could live for half a year. But you told me that I could only live for a month. I wanted to go to the hospital for a check-up to verify if what you said was right. It turned out that you were spot on! I even doubted you at that time. Damn it! After last night's practice, I am feeling much better now.'

Zhang Youwei sounded as if he was complaining about himself.

Luo Xiu, however, said calmly, "Since you already know that your illness is so serious, why are you here to see me instead of carrying on the practice?" 

There was nothing wrong with Luo Xiu's question. Zhan Youwei had already been diagnosed with an incurable disease, and after practice, he knew that the technique was effective. Shouldn't he continue practicing diligently at this time? Was there still time for him to pay a visit here to express his gratitude?

When Zhang Youwei heard this, his expression immediately became serious.

"I had already said it when I left yesterday. As long as that book is effective, I will definitely pay a visit to thank you in person. I am a man of my word." His words were sonorous and powerful.

However, Luo Xiu looked at Zhang Youwei calmly and did not say a word.

He knew that Zhang Youwei definitely had other intentions, but he could not be bothered to expose him. He was only waiting for Zhang Youwei to speak up.

The two of them arrived at the entrance of the bookstore as they spoke. After opening the door, Luo Xiu walked into the bookstore by himself.

Zhang Youwei, on the other hand, did not have any intention of leaving. He thickened his skin and followed behind. Finally, he chuckled and said, "Sir, by the way… I have a favor to ask."

Luo Xiu was not surprised at all. He sat behind the counter, looking at Zhang Youwei calmly, and said, "If you have something to say, just say it. I'm very busy."

Ordinarily, if Zhang Youwei had heard such impolite words, he would have been unhappy. After all, he was a billionaire. How could he take such treatment?

However, at this moment, Zhang Youwei had long put his attitude to the ground.

So what if he had a few billion in wealth? The young man in front of him was an unworldly being!

Compared to those cultivation techniques, money was nothing. 

To put it bluntly, if the young man really wanted to make money, it was simply too easy!

Facing someone who was countless times stronger than him, Zhang Youwei's attitude naturally would not be all high and mighty.

He respectfully bowed and said, "Sir, I know that you have great ability, so I want to ask you to give me some pointers. After all, this concerns my life. I want to make sure that I am doing everything right. I don't want to be negligent in the slightest. Can you please teach me?"

Luo Xiu glanced at Zhang Youwei, only to see that Zhang Youwei's attitude was very upright, and the expression on his face was extremely sincere.

It seemed that Zhang Youwei had really grabbed onto a life-saving straw.

Even if it was to give up all of his businesses for the sake of cultivation, he was willing.

Nothing else was more important than his life. 

Luo Xiu smiled slightly and crossed his hands in front of his body. He replied very calmly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang. I think you might have misunderstood something. I've never taught anyone since I started cultivating. At the same time, I'm not willing to teach anyone. After all, when it comes to immortal cultivation, fate is of utmost importance. If there's fate, everything will work itself out. Just go with the flow. However, if there's no fate, you can't force it."

Luo Xiu's words were extremely mysterious. When Zhang Youwei heard these words, his face was somewhat anxious. He even wanted to kneel down.

"Sir, you must save me. If I die, what will happen to my wife and children? Since you and I have met here, isn't it a great fate? Please, please save me!" Zhang Youwei's words were extremely anxious. Luo Xiu immediately raised his hand and interrupted him, "Mr. Zhang, there is naturally fate between us. Otherwise, I wouldn't have sold [The Basics of Spiritual Energy Circulation] to you. However, this is all that is fated between you and me." 

"If you want to extend the fate..." Luo Xiu pondered for a moment and grinned, "You have to pay more."

Zhang Youwei was speechless. 

So all he wanted was more money!? And there he was, thinking that unworldly beings did not care about these materialistic things.

"I offer 30 million!" Zhang Youwei gritted his teeth and immediately offered ten times the price of [The Basics of Spiritual Energy Circulation] as "fate money".

Luo Xiu accepted readily.

It just so happened that keeping Zhang Youwei would be of great help to his next move.

"Deal."

…

Meanwhile, on the top of Qi Mountain.

A jet-black great demon had already poked its head out from the dark clouds, looking at the small village at the foot of the mountain with a ferocious face.

His eyes were filled with an extreme thirst for blood.