Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 223 There are still more good people in the world.

With the sect's Five Veins Sword Selection imminent, if they could use drugs to compete in the arena, the outcome of this sword selection would be uncertain!

“Brother, you’re right! These extraordinary elixirs are not available in most places. But I happen to have a source for them! However, there’s a small problem with my source right now. If it can’t be resolved, I’m afraid it will be difficult for them to focus on providing us with elixirs.”

"what is the problem?"

"Exactly! What's the problem? Speak up if you have a problem. Is there something in Longxiang Prefecture that our Chunyang Sword Sect can't solve?"

“Even if there are problems that we disciples can’t solve, surely our masters can’t solve them either? I suggest that the sect make large-scale purchases of this kind of elixir and make it a regular ration for our disciples.”

"Tell me! Tell me, and I'll go back and beg my master right now!"

Xiao Jian gestured with his hand, "This kind of matter involves personal privacy, and it's not appropriate to make it public in this setting. If anyone is interested, they can come to me privately, and we can work together to advise our masters. If things still don't work out, please don't blame me!"

"it is good!"

"That's it!"

"Junior Brother Xiao Jian, I'll come find you later!"

"Junior Brother Xiao Jian, remember to reserve a portion for me!"

Seeing the situation develop to this point, Jianxu and the Foreign Affairs Elder, who were hidden among the disciples, exchanged a glance, feeling somewhat amused and exasperated.

"Alright! We don't need to worry about the disciples anymore."

They've already convinced themselves.

If anyone dares to stand up against everyone at this time, they will be the enemy of the entire sect!

In fact, even the elder in charge of foreign affairs, who was also an elder, was a little envious looking at the situation. "Is that elixir they're talking about really that effective? Hey, Jianxu, Xiao Jian is your disciple, is what he's saying true?"

"Is it true..." Jianxu sighed inwardly.

The secret that had been hidden for so long was eventually exposed.

The Spirit Root Creation Pill is, after all, something from the Upper Nine Realms. Once it's exposed, who knows what kind of attention it will attract?

Although that kid said he picked up a pill formula from who-knows-where, who knows if other people will believe him?

If it's determined that he has connections with certain people from the Upper Nine Realms, who knows what kind of trouble he might get into?
But it seems there's nothing that can be done about it. Without this incident, it's unlikely that the disciples would be able to get the Foreign Affairs Elder to agree to the Zheng Yang Sect's demands.

Furthermore, the fact that Xiao Jian was able to obtain the new Golden Spirit Pill means that he had the approval of the kid who refined it.

Since the other party orchestrated all of this, why not just go with the flow and send them on their way...

Jianxu and the Foreign Affairs Elder knew that this matter might have a great impact, but they did not expect it to be this great.

After watching the excitement at the martial arts arena, the two returned directly to the place where the Foreign Affairs Elder usually stayed. Unexpectedly, no sooner had they arrived than an elder came to visit them.

The first one was still discussing when the second one rushed in.

"Old Zhou! You old bastard! Get your ass out here!"

"So it was you who stole my disciple's pills, wasn't it?"

"I've heard everything about it. Why do our disciples have what other disciples have but not us? You have to give me justice!"

"Everything brought in from outside has to pass through your hands. Tell me! Did you take bribes from that old bastard Jianxu?!"

"I heard from my disciple that the Zhengyang Sect had some good things to offer as tribute, and you stopped them?"

"One pill could turn an ordinary disciple into a sword genius! You're hiding such a miraculous elixir! They've offered it to you, and you're turning them away. Is this how a sect operates?!"

"Hurry! Quickly! If my disciple doesn't get the elixir before sunset today, we'll impeach you for your position as the Foreign Affairs Elder!"

Faced with the angry gazes of the elders, the Foreign Affairs Elder's forehead was slightly sweaty.

Damn, this rumor is getting more and more outrageous.
If this continues, will I become a sinner against my sect?

"stop!"

The Foreign Affairs Elder, his spirits surging, roared, "I said stop!"

Seeing all eyes on him, he immediately forced a smile onto his aged face, "I'll get on it right away, everyone wait for my good news!"

But one impatient elder was unwilling to wait idly. "Waiting for your news?! By the time you get your news, all the elixirs will have been snatched up by others! I'll go with you! If my disciple doesn't get the first-hand elixirs, we'll practice swordsmanship together for a month from now on! I'll let you have a good refresher!"

Looking at his junior uncle from when he first joined the sect, the elder in charge of external affairs swallowed hard, forcing out an awkward smile, "I understand, junior uncle..."

When they saw that some old fogies were disregarding martial ethics and planning to meet directly with the supplier, the remaining elders were not to be outdone.

"What do you mean? Are you starting to resort to underhanded tactics?"

"If you go, we'll go too! What other disciples have, our disciples must have too!"

"That's right! This is the first time my precious disciple has asked his master for something, I absolutely cannot let you old fogies secretly divide it all up!"

……

The transmission of skills and the collection of scriptures started their two-person comedy routine again.

"How long has Elder Zhou been gone? Hasn't he made up his mind yet?"

"After all, this is a major matter concerning the sect's private secret realm. Perhaps they will discuss it internally as well?"

"Could it be that they feel the conditions we offered are still insufficient?"

"But these conditions are already the absolute minimum I can accept! If they're still not satisfied, I won't stand by and watch you run wild!"

"Someone's coming! Someone's coming!" Chuan Gong, who had been keeping a close eye on the commotion outside, immediately heard the commotion. "It seems like there are quite a few people here!"

"Cum clap clap!"

The sound of flying swords returning to their sheaths rang out one after another. Transmission of power and storage of scriptures felt more than a dozen powerful auras approaching from outside the house without any concealment.

The newcomer made no attempt to conceal his presence.

"Could it be that they've come to interrogate us?"

"We must have touched a nerve with the Pure Yang Sword Sect." Zang Jing's heart sank. "I've never felt happy about asking for a spot in a secret realm..."

"Hahaha!" A hearty laugh came from outside, the unfamiliar voice completely different from that of the foreign affairs elder.

The Transmission of Skills and the Collection of Scriptures looked at the old man who led the way, walking even ahead of the Foreign Affairs Elder, with a puzzled expression.

"This must be the distinguished guest of the Zhengyang Sect!" The old man walked with a powerful stride, exuding an aura far more terrifying than that of a Nascent Soul cultivator. "Please, have a seat! It is our Chunyang Sword Sect's fault for not knowing that a distinguished guest from the Zhengyang Sect has come to our door."

"This..." The transmission of skills and the collection of scriptures were completely dumbfounded.

What happened?
Aren't these people here to demand an explanation?

A Nascent Soul stage cultivator! This is a patriarch-level figure who has only appeared once in the entire history of the Zheng Yang Sect!
Could it be that they are satisfied with our terms?
Even if you're very satisfied, is it really necessary to make such a big fuss?

Even when the sect leader of their Zhengyang Sect personally came, we never heard of the Chunyang Sword Sect sending out a Nascent Soul stage cultivator at the level of an ancestor to greet him.
Or perhaps... that Chunyang Sword Sect brat who promised to speak up for them really has such a powerful background within their sect?

Holy crap! That's a great benefactor of their Zhengyang Sect!

But where is my benefactor?

The Transmission of Skills and the Collection of Scriptures subconsciously peered out, hoping to spot the disciple among the dozen or so people who had come together.

Seemingly noticing the confusion on the faces of those transmitting skills and those storing scriptures, the old man glanced sideways behind him, let out a cold snort, and whispered, "Why don't you come out and explain to them!"

The elder in charge of foreign affairs smiled obsequiously, but when he turned to look at the transmission of skills and the collection of scriptures, he subconsciously put on a serious face, trying to secure more benefits for the sect. "I have carefully considered your requests after I returned, but there are some details in these conditions..." "Get out of my way!" Before the elder in charge of foreign affairs could finish speaking, he was pushed aside by the junior uncle who had led the way. "Conditions! What conditions?! We sword cultivators, how can we be so indecisive? It's just a secret realm spot, why are you talking about conditions? If they want it, just give it to them, isn't that enough?"

"Exactly! What's a tiny spot in a secret realm? Do you think our Pure Yang Sword Sect is some stingy sect? Let's get down to business!"

"This... Elder of the Zhengyang Sect, isn't your purpose in coming here to obtain a spot in the Sword Ruins Secret Realm? No problem, take it! We just hope that you can send more Wood Spirit Pills when you deliver goods in the future, as we have many disciples of the Longevity Sword Clan and we're afraid there won't be enough to go around..."

"Hello, brother. I am Bishuijian from the Xuan Shui Sword Branch of the Chunyang Sword Sect. I've been thinking of visiting your sect recently. When would be a convenient time for us to schedule a visit?"

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The transmission of skills and the collection of scriptures made me feel dizzy. Everything in front of me seemed to be covered by a veil of illusion, indistinct and half real.

Chuan Gong, his eyes bulging, asked, "Illusion? When did this happen?"

"I must be opening it wrong!"

They've prepared so many conditions, and now they're just going to throw them away.

Such a precious spot in the secret realm was given away so easily.

Where exactly did the problem originate?

"Elder? Elder!" A finger was waving in front of me.

Accompanied by a sound that seemed to come from the horizon, the sound gradually grew clearer as it approached.

"Elders, what's wrong?"

Is it because our conditions are not good enough?

"How about we give you two spots?"

"How about it? If we don't have time this time, we can come again next time."

"Anyway, the secret realm opens several times a year, with ten slots each time, so it doesn't matter if we give you a few more."

"The matter of the elixir..."

"Yes! Elixirs!" The transmission of power and the collection of scriptures finally pinpointed the core issue. "What elixirs?"

Xiao Jian, whom the two had been searching for, arrived late. He squeezed out from behind a group of sect elders and whispered a reminder, "Didn't you promise to help me deliver the pills? I got all these elders to speak on your behalf because of that..."

Facing the eager and expectant gazes of the crowd, Chuan Gong and Zang Jing finally realized just how important the conditions they had promised this disciple were.

These elders of the Pure Yang Sword Sect are not fools.

The fact that they were willing to abandon their prepared bottom-line conditions in exchange for the supply of the pills means that the pills must be better and more important than the conditions they had prepared!
But if such a pill really exists, how come they've never heard of it in all their time at the Zhengyang Sect?

But things had come to this point, and facing the expectant gazes of so many elders from the Pure Yang Sword Sect, they felt that if they dared to say "no" now, the two of them might not see the sun rise tomorrow.

But if they agree now, but the sect can't provide anything... then the sect might not see the sun rise next month.

This is the Pure Yang Sword Sect! A large sect!

The consequences of fooling them are quite serious!

"..."

"How to do?"

The two looked at each other and communicated with each other through their spiritual senses.

"No problem!" Just as I was hesitating, a firm voice came from behind me.

He subconsciously turned around to look, only to find that it was Lin Jian, the disciple who had come with them.

The transmission of power felt a tightness in his buttocks. "What are you doing, making a scene?!"

Zang Jing frowned, "Do you know what kind of occasion this is? How dare you make a sound here?"

How dare you speak so arrogantly? Be careful, the Pure Yang Sword Sect might be the first to use you as a sacrifice for their sword.

Lin Jian smiled and said, "I refined the pills."

"..."

"!!!"

The cultivator's eyes widened, "Ancestor!"

Xiao Jian suddenly realized, "So it was you..."

The eyes of the Pure Yang Sword Sect elders immediately began to glow with a faint green light.

The sutra elder vaguely heard howls of wolves.

Lin Jian sighed sincerely, "There are still more good people than bad in this world..."

After learning that he was the one who refined the pill, the group of seemingly intimidating elders of the Pure Yang Sword Sect all appeared kind and approachable.

"I knew this young friend looked kind."

"A genius beyond compare! A genius beyond compare!"

"Young friend, do you have any refined pills on you? I'll buy them right now! Name your price in spirit stones!"

"I see you're carrying a flying sword, young friend. Are you also a member of my sword path? How about considering joining our Pure Yang Sword Sect? We'll give you double the conditions the Zheng Yang Sect offers!"

"It just so happens that I'm looking to take on a disciple as my last apprentice. Would you like to consider it, young friend?"

The Transmission of Skills and the Collection of Scriptures, who had been squeezed out by the Chunyang Sword Sect elders, felt a faint green tinge on their heads.

"It doesn't make sense! It doesn't make sense!"

"They're poaching our talent right in front of us! They're really showing us no respect!"

But seeing the back of the Nascent Soul stage cultivator who was saying he wanted to take on a closed-door disciple, the two could only vent their anger.

I chose to be angry rather than frustrated.

The surrounding woods weren't much better off.

Because these people want a lot...

"Young friend, why do you only have Golden Spirit Pills? We also have the Four Elements of Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth!"

"Young friend, could you urgently refine some Wood Spirit Pills? I need them urgently."

"And Fire Spirit Pills! I'll pay them double how much they gave you for Golden Spirit Pills!"

"And our Water Spirit Pill! I'll give you three times the price he paid for the Fire Spirit Pill!"

"Are you trying to cause trouble?!"

"I think you're the one looking for trouble! Everyone knows the Five Meridians Sword Selection is imminent. What will happen to our disciples if we urgently supply you with goods at this time?"

"..."

Lin Jian scratched his forehead, feeling that if he didn't explain himself, this matter might backfire and harm him.

"Regarding this Spirit Root Creation Pill, I have some details I'd like to discuss with your sect..."

(End of this chapter)