One Person: I, the Dragon Tiger Stall King! I Won!

It turned out that back then, he had proposed the astonishing concept of “Dharma industrialization,” which violated the fundamental taboos of the Tianshi Mansion. The Old Celestial Master of that generation had personally abolished his innate talisman seed, which he had cultivated painstakingly for many years, and dispersed and sealed it deep within the forbidden grounds of Mount Longhu!

Now, Zhang Xuanyi’s “Heart Imprint Yellow Paper,” using his own greedy desire for “analysis technology” as a guide, had actually activated that abolished talisman seed seal from afar in reverse!

The talisman seed rioted, and the Qi meridians flowed backward!

“Ah—!”

Yan Jiuzhang let out a shrill, inhuman scream. The vast Qi flow he had painstakingly accumulated within his body instantly went out of control, surging wildly through his meridians like a breached flood!

His proud, precise mechanical prosthetic hand, amidst a series of electric sparks, “bang!” exploded into countless parts!

The pilot was scared out of his wits by this sudden turn of events. The helicopter instantly lost control, tumbling wildly in the night sky like a black giant bird with broken wings, dragging a long trail of fire, and plunged headfirst into the deep ravine of Mount Longhu’s back mountain!

“Boom—!!!”

A deafening roar, and flames shot into the sky, illuminating half the night sky red.

Almost at the same moment, in front of the Mount Longhu gate, Zhang Xuanyi’s stall moved without wind.

The three hundred-year-old spirit crystals that Yan Jiuzhang had left as a “deposit” seemed to be summoned by an invisible force. They simultaneously rose from the bluestone slab, flew into the air above the tattered cloth, and then their light converged, completely absorbed by the unremarkable tattered cloth, leaving no trace.

The cold system prompt sounded punctually in Zhang Xuanyi’s mind.

“Absorbing high-purity spiritual energy, system upgrading…”

“Breaking the illusory to manifest the real, leveraging the situation to upgrade… Upgrade complete!”

“New function unlocked: spirit coin exchange. Exchange rate: 1 standard spirit crystal = 100 spirit coins.”

“System Prompt: Spirit is not gold or stone, but the breath of heaven and earth, the cornerstone of all Dharma. Use with caution.”

Zhang Xuanyi slowly stood up, gazing into the distance at the soaring flames and rolling smoke from the valley. The night wind stirred his Daoist robe, making it flap loudly.

He sighed softly, his voice dissipating in the wind.

“Chairman Yan, you are so intent on industrializing all Dharma… Unfortunately, all Dharma should never be ‘produced’.”

The day after the crash, the scorched earth in the mountains still emitted residual warmth.

Zhang Xuanyi was sitting cross-legged behind his stall, calmly checking his system account: his fingertips glided lightly across the holographic panel, and lines of new data flowed past. It wasn’t just the numbers of spirit coins fluctuating, but more like a path leading to an unknown future, a path he had personally laid, slowly unfolding beneath his feet.