Chapter 844: Chapter 845: Superficial Brothers
That evening, Li Xiaobai closed up shop and returned to the inn with Shen Qinghe.
This ti, he had sold over ten million top-quality Immortal Stones. His inventory was simply too large. From the mont he set foot in the Central Origin Realm, he was either robbing or on his way to a robbery, never having cleared out his stock. This massive giveaway could indeed be described as raking in a fortune.
The Immortal Stones he dispatched on behalf of Wu Chengjue had almost all been settled.
At this, Shen Qinghe had beco completely numb. She estimated that she would never forget Li Xiaobai’s heaps of Magic Treasures and Elixirs, which seed inexhaustible. Whenever she thought he had sold everything, he would swiftly toss out another small mountain of them, as if they cost nothing.
If her sect could purchase them all, its overall strength would likely climb another level.
Inside the inn.
Ying Diao and Wu Chengjue were leisurely savoring tea in a private room.
Situ Baoqi intended to make a complaint against Li Xiaobai, but before he could say a word, he was dismissed by Ying Diao.
“Within the Little Ghost Secret Realm, no one is permitted to abduct others. All cultivators must roam freely within the secret realm, and you must not take anyone’s life,” Ying Diao said indifferently after taking a sip of tea.
“Why is that? Having captured the people from the Blade Sect, we could win without a fight, would that not be delightful?”
Li Xiaobai was sowhat puzzled. He knew that the Sect Master had another agenda in coming to the Little Secret Realm but had yet to guess what she was really after.
“It’s naturally for the sake of friendship between the two sects. We are competitors but also friendly friends. In mutual competition, we grow together. To outsiders, this ti may seem like a big commotion, but in reality, it is nothing more than a sibling rivalry, not damaging good relations,” Ying Diao explained, her expressionless face revealing no joy or sorrow. Yet, Li Xiaobai instinctively felt a subtle change in the temperant of the Sect Master before him, sothing eerie.
Turning his head to look at Wu Chengjue next to him, the icy beauty carried on as if nothing mattered, savoring her tea disinterestedly.
“Just now, Senior Wu borrowed thirty-five million mid-grade Immortal Stones from a disciple, saying it would be recorded in the Sword Sect’s account. What do you think about this account, Sect Master?” Li Xiaobai suddenly asked, changing the subject.
“Just go and ask Senior Xiao Lao Di later. He certainly isn’t short of money,” Ying Diao nodded and said.
Li Xiaobai: “…”
These people’s ability to play Tai Chi was astonishingly strong; it seed he would never get back that thirty-five million.
Finding an open space, he threw out several disciples from both the Blade and Sword Sects. Everyone was covered in dust and looked quite disheveled, clearly having fought hard in the space inside the gourd.
From appearances, the Blade Sect disciples had won hands down.
“What place is this!”
“What do you want to do?”
“I warn you, if you dare to harm us, our sects will not let you off!”
Upon seeing Li Xiaobai again, the burly man’s eyes flashed with fear, while the other Blade Sect disciples were also on high alert. With one move, this person had suppressed all of them, and the gourd’s capabilities were truly bewildering.
“Since ancient tis, blades and swords have been inseparable; where there is the gleam of blades, there will always be the shadow of swords. Even if our two sects occasionally rub against each other, we are still friendly neighbors. As the Sect Master, I naturally won’t tolerate Sect Disciples acting recklessly. We will et at the arena tomorrow, so I ask that your sect’s disciples please show rcy.”
Ying Diao nodded, her wooden face revealing a stiff smile as she spoke soothingly.
“I am grateful for the Sect Master’s enlightennt!”
Upon hearing this, the Blade Sect disciples’ expressions eased considerably. They cupped their fists in salute towards him and without further ado, took to the air and left.
As for the Sword Sect disciples sprawled on the ground in every which way, they had gotten quite the beating in the gourd, and at this mont, they were too ashad to seek Ying Diao to snitch.
Watching the figures disappear, Li Xiaobai felt a sense of pity. Such a waste—leaving all that fresh labor bouncing around outside without accomplishnt. It would have been better to take them back to the Second Peak to fill the latrine pits!
…
The next morning.
Li Xiaobai followed the crowd to the arena of the Little Secret Realm. Accompanying them were the majority of cultivators from the Little Ghost Secret Realm. A steady stream of outside cultivators kept arriving, all to witness the battle of the day.
On the four seats, rows of elders walked leisurely in and took their places on both sides. On one side were the top elders of the Blade Sect, with a Half-Saint Realm powerhouse presiding over, and on the other were several sect masters led by Ying Diao, sitting upright and watching the younger generation’s performance.
This was a vast basin, the terrain high on the sides and low in the middle, concave in shape. A square and gigantic stage sat in the center, its chains crisscrossing and enclosing the stage, radiating a divine charm, and appearing quite extraordinary.
“Sect Master Ying, I didn’t expect the Sword Sect to join in as well, which truly surprises . No matter what the outco is today, I hope it won’t damage the friendship between us. In the future, we can still seek fortunes together,” the Half-Saint elder from the Blade Sect spoke to Ying Diao with an affable smile.
“That goes without saying. We sword cultivators hold righteousness in our hearts, fair and upright in conduct. We will not hold a grudge against your sect over such a trivial matter. In today’s arena battle, I hope your sect will be rciful,” Ying Diao replied, nodding.
“Heard that the Sword Sect has been developing rapidly lately. We at the Blade Sect dare not take it lightly. Once the younger generation steps onto the stage, perhaps we will have to ask the Sword Sect disciples to show rcy,” the Half-Saint elder said, laughing heartily.
“Elder Huang overpraises us. The Sword Sect is just a newcor, and our little achievents cannot compare with the Blade Sect,” replied Ying Diao modestly.
After exchanging these pleasantries, they both turned away, each spitting out internally, cursing the old fox as insincere.
Ying Diao murmured to himself, “This old man is no good bird. As the Sect Master, I personally went to the Secret Realm. With the sect now vulnerable, he most certainly will not miss this chance. I fear the Blade Sect’s main forces are already on their way to attack the Sword Sect. Has the ssage been sent back to the sect?”
“It was sent early in the morning. Elder Sun is temporarily managing the situation and has activated the Sect Protection Array to guard against any unexpected events,” said Elder Ouyang gravely.
“Hmm, that’s good.”
On the other side.
The Half-Saint elder of the Blade Sect narrowed his eyes slightly, “Ying Diao is very calculating and ruthless. Over the years, I don’t know how many families have perished by his hand. His personal presence in the Little Secret Realm must have an agenda. The battle in the arena is just a smokescreen. He must have other motives. Have you checked whether there is anything unusual in the Secret Realm lately?”
“Elder Huang, the top masters within our sect have been keeping watch. Everything within the Secret Realm is normal, and there’s nothing amiss. The movents of cultivating travelers outside the Secret Realm are also normal. That old fox hasn’t shown his tail yet,” responded an elder.
“Continue watching; don’t give him a chance to ddle in the shadows!”
“Understood!”
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