If the sect doesn't accept geniuses, they will become giants once they leave?

Chapter 57: Saint's Bones Appear
Seeing this, Wu Lang's eyes almost popped out, and he slapped the chair to pieces.

"It's actually a whole skeleton of a saint!!!"

Just when the young man was at a loss, a terrifying pressure descended from the huge ship Chongshan docked in the sky, and an old and hoarse voice sounded.

"This bone is destined for me. It would be a waste for a junior like you to possess it!"

As the voice fell, a terrifying pressure descended, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that was originally in the shape of a funnel was broken up and condensed into a big hand that grabbed towards the young man.

Liu Wuchang's eyes were glaring as he leaped up, "Old bastard! How dare you!?"

Unfortunately, Liu Wuchang was shot down in one encounter, fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, and raised his head with difficulty.

"Half a step... fusion?!"

Upon seeing this, the other Qingshan elders immediately flew over to protect the young man.

A cold light flashed in Tao Hu's eyes, and he pounced towards the young man like a tiger descending from a mountain, "Give me a bone!"

Bu Liuren didn't expect Tao Hu to be so bold, but when he thought that if Tao Hu could get a piece of the holy bone, he would surely be the best among all the heroes, he gritted his teeth and used the magic weapon of the Five Poison Sect.

It was a magic seal, and the five poisonous incarnations flew out from it, biting and killing the big hand.

Seeing that the Five Poison Sect dared to interfere, the Chongshan Patriarch snorted coldly, and the elders of the Qingshan Sect flew away in response. The Five Poison Magical Weapon became even dimmer, but Taohu also successfully came in front of the young man.

But at this moment, a loud and vulgar shout came from the direction of Risheng City.

"Damn it! This kid and I are destined to be together!"

The big hand of Chongshan Patriarch shattered with a sound, the Five Poisons Magical Weapon broke on the spot, and Taohu was blown out.

The space was torn apart, and a black dragon flew out and rolled up the boy.

Seeing the young man being taken away, the eyes of Chongshan Patriarch turned red. Regardless of the approaching deadline, he wanted to shoot down Canglong, but as soon as he raised his hand, the huge dragon's mouth swallowed up Chongshan Patriarch and the giant ship together.

"You old man have a connection with my cell."

Bu Liuren was stunned for a few seconds before he screamed, "The peak of fusion... Canglong General Mo Zhanxian!? You should be in Wan Yao Mountain!"

"Hmph—you really think I can't see through your little Taoist tricks!" Mo Zhanxian snorted coldly, "Send a message to the Xuantian Sect. I'm going to train this Saint Bone into a Saint King. During your Taoist competition, I'll beat your genius until he calls me daddy!"

After saying this, the two blue dragons retreated.

Everything returned to peace as if nothing had happened.

Liu Wuchang, who was spitting blood, blinked his eyes and reacted. He immediately rushed towards Wu Lang with red eyes and grabbed Wu Lang's collar, "What do you mean by Chongshan Sect! That's a whole set of saint bones! A whole set! You Chongshan Sect actually let a whole set of saint bones fall into the hands of Bingmen!"

The other Qingshan elders finally reacted and began beating their chests and stamping their feet, looking as if they wished they could burn their blood and energy to death.

Wu Lang finally came back to his senses from the shock of his ancestor being captured with bare hands. His face turned pale and then blue. He wanted to explain, but the big pot hit him so hard that he felt dizzy. The consequence made Wu Lang's hands and feet cold.

Seeing this situation, Bu Liuren didn't care about anything else. He reached out and grabbed Tao Hu, then flew away immediately, fearing that Liu Wuchang would blame the Five Poison Sect for the saint's bone falling into the hands of the soldiers.

"Liu, Brother Liu, you, you calm down a little——"

Wu Lang's face turned pale, no longer as high-spirited as when he first appeared.

"That Mo Zhanxian will come to snatch the Saint's Bone anyway, we can't lose our composure!"

"Without Mo Zhanxian's interference, your ancestor would have killed my Qingshan Sect's disciples on the spot and taken their bones!" Liu Wuchang remained unmoved.

Seeing that Liu Wuchang actually used facts to attack in such a despicable way, Wu Lang was speechless.

He wanted to be tough, but he was not in the right. The second ancestor had a connection with the prison and was captured by Mo Zhanxian. Now he was in the Qingshan Sect’s base camp. If he wanted to be tough, he would probably be beaten to a pulp.

Helpless, Wu Lang had to give in.

"I can compensate you!"

"Three million spirit stones! Five hundred kilograms of spirit rice!"

Liu Wuchang thought about it. Li Yanmo spent one million spirit stones and countless spirit fruits for Qingshan Sect. He had to help Li Yanmo get back the money for the spirit stones.

"You're robbing me!"

Wu Lang was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

The Chongshan Sect had taken advantage of the Qingshan Sect's closure over the past six months to scoop up a fair amount of spirit stones, but the time was so short that the total was only 700,000 to 800,000 spirit stones. Liu Wuchang asked for 3,000,000 spirit stones, and spiritual rice was even more of a threat. He only had 800 kilograms of spiritual rice in stock, and he had to struggle for a long time before finally agreeing with the ancestor to give him 100 kilograms to show off. "You won't give it to me? Then let's go to the Dao Sect and argue!"

"Humph—give it to me! Who's afraid of who?"

Wu Lang's eyes were wide open, and he cursed as he took off the storage bag from his waist. After picking through some items, he threw them into Liu Wuchang's hands.

"let's go!"

The other disciples of Chongshan Sect also lost their spirit like little roosters whose combs had been shaved off, and followed Wu Lang into the air in a daze.

Flying in the air, Wu Lang felt more and more uncomfortable the more he thought about it. He immediately turned his head and wanted to say a few harsh words, but Liu Wuchang had already taken out the Taoist order. Wu Lang's legs went weak and he almost fell down. After holding it in for a long time, Wu Lang stammered and spoke.

"If the Dao Sect asks about this later, can you please give me some face?"

"Okay~"

Liu Wuchang just felt refreshed and waved his hand.

"As long as you pay the hush money on time, I won't say anything."

"Sure!? Okay, you're so cruel! Do you really think I have no money!? Humph——"

Wu Lang snorted loudly, even his nose came out. He raised his hand and swept everyone away as if he was afraid that Liu Wuchang would say something else.

At Liu Wuchang's signal, the other elders flew forward to comfort the frightened disciples.

Liu Wuchang quickly went down the mountain and found Li Yanmo who was walking slowly down. However, what surprised Liu Wuchang was that Li Yanmo was followed by his disciple Cheng Yuejie. However, Cheng Yuejie, who had always been tenacious in the past, was now swaying from side to side in despair, and from time to time she kept muttering, "I ruined the sect because of a few bananas."

Liu Wuchang was a little confused, but he still knelt on one knee in front of Li Yanmo with his hands clasped together.

"Sect Master Li!"

Li Yanmo was startled, but he remained calm. However, Cheng Yuejie was so scared that her soul almost flew out of her body.

Why did her master suddenly appear? Why was her master kneeling? Why did her master act like a little brother?
Countless questions made Cheng Yuejie dizzy, but Cheng Yuejie knew one thing: the master was kneeling and the apprentice could not stand, so Cheng Yuejie knelt down beside Liu Wuchang without thinking, with her head lowered, looking pitiful.

[Qingshan Sect's trustworthiness increases]

[Annual offering of 1 million spirit stones → 1.2 million spirit stones]

Li Yanmo didn't know what happened, but he knew that he had an additional burden of 200,000 yuan.

"There seemed to be some noise just now. What happened?" Li Yanmo put his hands behind his back and put on an arrogant expression.

Although it was a bit unfair to Liu Wuchang, Li Yanmo had to suppress his trust.

Liu Wuchang told the story of the selection.

When Li Yanmo heard about Guo Yang, he had some impression.

Although the middle-aged man repeatedly said that he couldn't do it, was not worthy, and didn't want to, Li Yanmo could clearly see the unwillingness hidden under the middle-aged man's decadence, so he persuaded him a few words and borrowed the words of his second apprentice Shen Ziqing.

If you want to change something, now is the best time.

When Li Yanmo heard about the conflict caused by the saint's bones, he was also shocked, but then he breathed a sigh of relief. Now that the young man with the saint's bones was in the Dayu Dynasty, he would not affect the prestige of his Taixu Sect anyway.

Li Yanmo originally wanted to sigh that life is unpredictable and that a blessing in disguise may come from a misfortune.

But Li Yanmo changed his mind and realized that Liu Wuchang was a very smart man. He knew what to believe and what not to believe.

If he said some stupid words at this time, it would certainly reduce Liu Wuchang's trust in him. Anyway, with Mei Chai Shao and Bingmen as a guarantee, he didn't have to worry about anything.

"Humph—everything is as I expected!"

How stupid! Who could have predicted that a saint's bones would be here?

"As expected of Sect Leader Li!"

[Qingshan Sect's trustworthiness increases]

[Annual offering of 1.2 million spirit stones → 1.3 million spirit stones]

Seeing that Liu Wuchang had no intelligence and only blind eyes, Li Yanmo silently turned around and slapped his mouth hard.

(End of this chapter)