“Brother Su, are you all ready?” said Qiu Gaohe to Su Yizhi with a smile. Although just a few days back he was pulling swords and stringing bows at them, now he wore a friendly expression full of smiles upon his face, as if nothing untoward had happened.
“Brother Qiu, the state of the Su family does not require your concern. You should just worry about your own family.” Anyway, since they had already fallen out, Su Yizhi did not bother to show Qiu Gaohe any pleasantness.
“Brother Su, you’re still holding on to the matters that occurred a couple of days ago. It was I who had been impulsive a few days back. Please be generous in forgiving any parts where I have offended you,” said Qiu Gaohe with a small and awkward laugh.
Su Yizhi secretly found it odd. Qiu Gaohe had a cruel temperant and was not one to easily apologize. Why did he have such an attitude today? There was definitely sothing going on behind this unnatural behavior of his, thought Su Yizhi to himself as he secretly heightened his guard.
“Kekeke, after today, when we obtain stream of dical skills belonging to the Su family, we will be the proper rulers of the Golden Pill Sect. And when we revive the sect, we will need the assistance of the Su family. So, when the ti cos, I hope that Brother Su will not be calculative towards us regarding matters of the past,” continued Qiu Gaohe, changing the topic of conversation as he did.
“Brother Qiu, isn’t it a little early to be saying such words?” retorted Su Yizhi, raising his guard yet again. These past few days, with the forces the Qiu family utilized, it was impossible that they did not know of Ling Chuxi’s level of cultivation. Even if they did not know of her pill refinent skills, they should well know about her formidable cultivation. Why were they speaking such frivolous words despite knowing how strong an opponent Ling Chuxi was?
“Oh, it’s not too early. The results will be out soon,” said Qiu Gaohe confidently.
Su Yizhi frowned and no longer said anything. It was just that his heart beca even more guarded.
The two of them walked to the empty space between both families and acted in accordance with the sect’s ceremonies, beginning by worshiping the plate of the Golden Pill Sect. Behind them, both of their respective families’ disciples also stood up and followed suit, bowing in ceremony. Regardless of whether or not they really had respectful intentions in their hearts while performing the ceremony, they had to do it to maintain appearances since they were, after all, descendants of the Golden Pill Sect.
“Brother Su, we have held this Sword Pill eting for so many years and yet there has never been a decisive winner or loser. Why don’t we change our thods so we can differentiate a winner and a loser once and for all?” suggested Qiu Gaohe to Su Yizhi once the ceremony was completed.
“I’m not sure what kind of a thods you are suggesting we change to, Brother Qiu?” asked Su Yizhi calmly.
“Hold the pill refinent and martial arts competitions at the sa ti. We differentiate a winner and a loser at one go.”
The mont Qiu Gaohe finished speaking, the originally quiet and silent venue turned boisterous. Not only were the Su family’s disciples surprised, even the Qiu family’s disciples were baffled and shocked. It was obvious that they had just found out about the plans their clan head had in mind along with everyone else. Even Su Yizhi was also montarily stunned.
No matter pill refinent or the martial arts competition, both events required full attention and concentration. Where on earth was there soone who did these two things at one go by refining pills and competing martial arts simultaneously?
For hundreds of years, the great Sword Pill eting had always started with the pill refinent competition and then was followed by the martial arts competition. It had long since beco a routine. As to why not hold the martial arts competition first before the pill refinent one? If one was already injured half to death, where would one find the strength necessary to refine pills? This suggestion by Qiu Gaohe was bullsh*t.
Could it be that the Qiu family knew they would definitely lose this ti, so their elders cooked up this suggestion? They could not refine their pill and therefore would also not allow the Su family to refine theirs. Therefore, even if they lost in the martial arts competition, it would still be a draw? Su Yizhi was making guesses, but from Qiu Gaohe’s confident expression, this did not appear to be the case.
“Why, does Brother Su not dare? Or you are worried that I will rebel? Why don’t we do it as I suggested, then? Only by successfully refining the Crisis Reverse Pill and also simultaneously winning against the opponent in the martial arts competition would one be considered fully victorious. What do you think?” pressed Qiu Gaohe further, he could tell Su Yizhi was worry so he added on another sentence in contempt.
Hearing Qiu Gaohe’s contemptuous words, all of the Su family’s disciples beca outraged. Yet no one made a sound. To split one’s attention between successfully refining the Crisis Reverse Pill and winning the martial arts competition at the sa ti?! Such harsh conditions were sothing they were absolutely unable to et, so no one dared to retort.
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