This sudden turn caused Wan Lei to jump in surprise. Fang Xiaoyu, before him, was indifferent, aloof, and looked down upon everything, like an iceberg that made Young Master Lei tremble. After five years of being together, he had grown accustomed to Fang Xiaoyu's playful, cute, adorable, warm, and gentle nature. Gentle was all he could ask for. These days, he had forgotten that his wife was actually an icy beauty. Apart from him, Wan Lei, his wife Xiaoyu never showed anyone a good expression. Seeing Wan Lei ask a question, Fang Xiaoyu toned down a little, scoffed, and said, "Why don't you try talking to him and ask him to pay less?" Upon hearing this, the five overlords of Shannan felt a sense of relief. It seemed these two young people from the Central Region, while rich, were also genuinely cowardly. This meant they could extort even more money. The onlookers around them all wore mocking expressions. Negotiating with the five overlords of Shannan? Kid, you probably don't even know how you're going to die. Would these greedy individuals let you off just because you tried to talk? "Alas, wife, that's not right. Negotiation requires both parties to be on similar footing to sit down at the negotiating table," "Oh?" "However, when one party's strength completely surpasses the other, giving them the qualification to flip the table, there's no need to talk anymore." Young Master Lei spoke very seriously, like a worried husband educating his simple wife. "Kid, it's good that you're sensible. Just hand over three hundred thousand spirit stones, and this matter will be settled. Otherwise, humph..." Zhang Tianlin's words made Young Master Lei roll his eyes. He didn't understand how such cliché villainous lines became so widespread, as if every villain said them. Embarrassed, his toes almost dug a small villa out of the ground. "No, no, no, what I mean is, I'm going to flip the table." Young Master Lei took out the Thunder God's Hammer, preparing to give these five cute little bullies a taste of their own medicine, to teach them not to provoke people randomly in the future, and incidentally, to make a small fortune. "Oh? Just the two of you?" "No, just me." "Hmph, you ignorant dog, I've changed my mind. I'm going to kill you, boy. As for your beautiful wife..." Zhang Tianlin's eyes flickered with a wicked glint as he looked at Fang Xiaoyu. He licked his lips and said, "We brothers will take good care of her!" Fang Xiaoyu remained unfazed by these words. She knew these people were finished. Someone could tolerate her humiliation even less than she could. Wan Lei's previously calm smile vanished instantly, his eyes blazing with killing intent. Heaven and Earth bore witness, just now, Wan Lei really hadn't intended to kill them, only to teach them a lesson. But these guys, unfortunately, dared to lay their hands on his wife. How could this Young Master Lei tolerate that! He had been in this world for less than six years, and he had spent five of them with his wife. It could be said that Fang Xiaoyu was the person he cared about most, his very life! No one was allowed to touch her, not even a hair. Wan Lei's inverse scale, touch it and you die! The hammer flew out, smashing Zhang Tianlin's head with a single blow. Caught off guard, without any psychological preparation, Zhang Tianlin died just like that. The other four overlords were stunned on the spot, unable to react for a moment. Brain matter and blood still dripped from him. "Ah!!!" With a scream, Zhang Tianlin's Nascent Soul fled in terror from his body. He didn't even dare to look at Wan Lei, turning to flee. The regret in his heart was endless; if he had known this handsome young man was so formidable, he would never have come to provoke him. He hadn't flown far before a lightning strike from the sky directly pulverized his fleeing Nascent Soul. Wan Lei had always wondered about the use of Nascent Souls. They were said to be a second life, yet they were so fragile. It was rare for anyone to kill an opponent without destroying their Nascent Soul. Truly useless. After eliminating Zhang Tianlin, Wan Lei smashed another overlord to death with his hammer, then punched the third to death. The other two reacted and turned to flee, but Wan Lei unleashed a technique, "Sword Becomes a River," directly obliterating their souls. Clean and swift, in just a few seconds, he had killed five Nascent Soul cultivators. "Dare to covet my wife, you courting death!" When killing, Young Master Lei always spoke little. Fighting was fighting; why waste words? "Don't do this next time." Fang Xiaoyu sighed. "Wife, he dared to insult you. This kind of thing..." "No, I mean, next time, kill them from a distance. Don't get all bloody and dirty." "Uh..." Young Master Lei took off his jacket, wiped his face, and changed into new clothes. He walked over to the corpses and picked up all their storage bags. Fang Xiaoyu looked at him with disdain. Are you that poor? Seeing the look in his wife's eyes, Wan Lei knew what she was thinking, so a new round of education began. "Wife, we need to be thrifty. As the saying goes, 'if you don't pick it up when you see it, you're a fool.' 'If you don't take advantage, you're a bastard.' 'Pluck the feathers from a flying goose, cut the grass by the roots.' Fighting should be profitable; why work hard for nothing?" Wan Lei had thoroughly implemented the teachings of the stone tablet. "Heh, really poor." After examining their storage bags, he found that besides a pile of junk, there were only a little over a hundred thousand spirit stones. This made Young Master Lei very contemptuous. To think there were people poorer than him! He had worked so hard for so little. He was unhappy. "Let's go, let's go ask how much it costs to use the teleportation array." Wan Lei took his wife's small hand and walked over. The people around them, seeing them approach, immediately moved aside in fright. True Master Dao Xuan's eyes narrowed, and he stood up. The Core Formation cultivator behind the table quickly made way for his ancestor. "Dao Xuan, greetings, Daoist Wan." A Nascent Soul expert, taking the initiative to greet a Core Formation cultivator, was an affirmation of the latter's strength. "I greet brother Dao Xuan." Young Master Lei was always polite, even when about to chop you. "Daoist, this is Kun Du Star." The implication was, don't get too carried away. "Where it is doesn't matter. Where will this teleportation send us this time?" "Since everyone is going to the Wood Immortal Secret Realm, you will be teleported to the capital of Feng Lan Kingdom in the Central Region, which is the closest to the Wood Immortal Secret Realm." "Feng Lan Kingdom is in the northeastern part of the Central Region, located between the Kui Lian Sect and the Yin Yang Sect," Fang Xiaoyu added at the opportune moment. "Oh, I see. How much is it per person?" "My rule has always been unchanged; it's one hundred thousand per person." ... "You're robbing me too?" Young Master Lei looked at the storage bags he had looted again and found the money was insufficient. Fang Xiaoyu sighed and went to pay, but Wan Lei stopped her. In full view of everyone, Young Master Lei reached out and flipped the table.