Chapter 92: Chapter 91: Devote Yourself to Your Profession.

“Hmm.”

Chen Qiu nodded, opened his eyes, lifted his sleeve and gave it a shake, causing more than thirty Storage Rings to fall down. Then, he quietly said, “Thank you, elder.”

If this Shopkeeper insisted on acting like an elder, Chen Qiu had no objections to addressing him as one.

“Wow.”

A hint of surprise flashed in the middle-aged man’s eyes, “That’s quite a lot.”

Then, one could see the middle-aged man’s fingertips spark with a strand of Spiritual Energy, finer than a strand of hair and barely visible in the dim light. He picked up a Storage Ring, closed his eyes, and drove the Spiritual Energy into the ring–it took him several breaths to fiddle with it.

A very faint, crisp sound was heard in the silent temple.

“Phew!”

The middle-aged man exhaled softly, a trace of pride appearing on his face as he set the Storage Ring aside and chuckled, “It’s just the most basic restriction, obviously from ‘Xuzhou.’ ‘Xuzhou’ likes to make these barely-there restrictions.”

“Low cost, less hassle.”

Then, he picked up another Storage Ring, followed the same method as before and easily broke the seal again, proudly saying, “Another ‘Xuzhou’ restriction, though this one is a bit more complicated, with some extra seals added by the sect.”

“However, the person who set the restriction from that sect was clearly half-baked. All the extra restrictions they added focused on the key point of breaking the previous restriction, which is like worrying about thieves, so you add an extra lock to your door.”

“I just had to smash the door.”

“No challenge.”

“Oh?”

As the middle-aged man picked up another Storage Ring, a flash of combativeness appeared in his eyes, “Interesting, I haven’t seen this type of restriction for many years. You’ve come to the right person; such restrictions have been lost for many years.”

“Not to mention breaking them.”

“Luckily, I happen to have read some ancient texts on how to break these types of restrictions.”

“Phew… alright, this will take some effort, but it’s manageable.”

…

“…”

Fat Long had a complicated look as he stared at the Shopkeeper, whose neck was covered in sweat, who was fighting more vigorously, and even seemed excited. His eyes sparkled with a brilliance that not even a mask could hide. How should I put it?

He now understood what it meant to really love what one does.

For some reason, he felt that compared to the profits from breaking the restrictions, the Shopkeeper might be more obsessed with the act of breaking them–it’s addictive, huh?

…

“Refreshing!”

After breaking the seals on more than thirty Storage Rings, the middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his neck, took a long breath, looked up at Chen Qiu and his companion with a smile, and said, “All done, my Divine Sense did not leak out at all, as both of you could sense.”

“I know the rules. In our line of work, we value reputation greatly.”

“Now that the job is finished…”

Before he could finish speaking.

Chen Qiu once again waved his sleeve, and another batch of Storage Rings clattered to the ground, this time even more, amounting to three hundred plus, “Here are some more, please trouble yourself again, elder.”

“…”

The Shopkeeper looked at the Storage Rings scattered across the floor, his mouth twitching slightly, thinking, this guy must have slaughtered a sect or something, right?

Buddy, that’s quite dark.

“Well… my young friend, breaking restrictions is very draining on Spiritual Energy, and my own cultivation is quite shallow, I’m afraid…”

Before he could finish speaking again.

Chen Qiu once again waved his sleeve, and clink-clank, about a dozen bottles of Qi Replenishing Pills fell to the ground: “No worries, I have enough Qi Replenishing Pills, keep at it.”

All thanks to the scholar.

It made him develop the good habit of always carrying extra Qi Replenishing Pills.

“Phew…”

The Shopkeeper let out a long breath, a fighting spirit surged across his face as he said solemnly, “Since that’s the case, there’s no need to worry about anything else, let’s begin.”

…

Finally–

Several hours later.

The sky had already turned fish-belly white and was starting to brighten.

The middle-aged man, whose face was ashen and lips were slightly purplish, had long lost his face mask, not that he cared anymore. His body was covered in cold sweat, clearly, this night had taken a toll on him.

Though his physical condition seemed poor, he felt a surge of pride as he looked at the neatly arranged stack of Storage Rings beside him.

“Finally got it done, and it’s almost dawn, so…”

“Wait a moment.”

Before he could finish, Chen Qiu interrupted again, solemnly placing seven Storage Rings on the ground, “There are seven more Storage Rings, I ask for your assistance, old sir.”

“More?”

The middle-aged man paused for a moment and then his gaze quickly settled on five of the Storage Rings, his voice filled with disbelief, “Are these Golden Core Great Power’s Storage Rings?”

He felt the aura of Golden Core Great Power emanating from these five Storage Rings!

The remaining two Storage Rings were not ordinary either; the Evil Energy emanating from them almost soared to the heavens, clearly belonging to a poison cultivator who had many lost souls on his hands.

Without even waiting for Chen Qiu to speak, the middle-aged man took a deep breath, his face written with determination and excitement as he rasped out.

“Rest assured, young friend, leave it to me!”

This was the first time he had the chance to break the seals on a Golden Core Great Power’s Storage Rings, which to him was almost like facing a sacred entity!

…

Then, from Fat Long’s perspective.

He saw the middle-aged man first perform the Spring Rain Technique to cleanse his hands, then with a devout expression, he held the Storage Ring imbued with Golden Core aura in his hands. The moment the hair-thin Spiritual Energy Threads penetrated, his face instantly flushed abnormally red, and his eyes closed tight, his voice shaking with excitement.

“Worthy of being a Golden Core Great Power’s Storage Ring!”

“This Golden Core Great Power must be a poison cultivator, with quite a few self-imposed seals within, specifically targeting the Divine Soul with poison seals. If someone attempts to break them, the soul-corroding poison will instantly kill the intruder.”

“I must be extremely careful, even the slightest mistake could be disastrous!”

“Exciting, exciting, really exciting!!”

“Truly thrilling!”

“…”

Fat Long looked at this scene and scratched his head in resignation. Frankly speaking, as a guest, he quite liked the Shopkeeper’s passionate demeanor–it was clear that the Shopkeeper genuinely loved his profession.

As a guest, he appreciated people who loved their job.

But…

From another perspective, he really couldn’t understand why someone would be so interested in breaking the seals of Storage Rings.

If you’re really so fascinated by seals, why not switch to Array Repair?

Studying Formations would expose you to even more seals.

Chen Qiu also looked interestedly at the middle-aged man in front of him, recognizing that this man was not putting on a show, but genuinely loved what he did, and was also talented. It seemed, from what the other said, that besides him, it would be difficult for others to break the seal of this Golden Core poison cultivator’s Storage Ring.

He liked people who were dedicated to their professions.