Chapter 141: Exiting Seclusion, Someone from the Immortal Treasure Pavilion Arrives, the Xiao Family's Xiao Yan!
“Ten years to cultivate to the twentieth layer of the Martial Way?” you murmured to yourself. Although his talent could not compare to yours, it was still quite impressive.
“It seems Ye Fan will have a rival in the future!”
You wandered the Martial Sect as an ordinary person for three days, and you were very satisfied with the temperament of the disciples throughout the sect.
“There is no scheming or infighting among the whole sect, and the disciples do not bully the weak or fear the strong. They focus solely on cultivation. What a wonderful atmosphere!”
Although these people’s cultivation was pitifully low, and not a single disciple had even touched true qi, you felt that the Martial Sect’s future was bright!
“Master, you have come out of seclusion?” Xiao Long found you within the Martial Sect and asked, puzzled.
“Mm. You have done well these years, managing the Martial Sect very well.” You nodded, greatly approving of Xiao Long’s management over the years.
“Heh heh, this is only what this small one ought to do.” Xiao Long was a little embarrassed by the praise and scratched his head. Then, as if remembering something, he spoke again.
“By the way, Master, the sect disciples’ tournament is in two days. What do you think?”
“I leave it to you.” You waved your hand, not caring in the least. Watching a bunch of disciples who had not even reached Qi Refining fight was torture to you. You could not muster the slightest interest.
“By the way, after this disciple tournament ends, I will open the altar and preach the Dao.”
“Core Disciples, and the top ten of the inner and outer gates, will receive personal guidance from this Sect Master!”
Throughout the entire sect, only your Martial Way was sufficiently profound.
Having cultivated alone, you knew how difficult it was to cultivate without anyone’s guidance!
Having suffered such hardship yourself, you naturally did not wish for the Martial Sect’s disciples to experience the same.
“Yes, Master. I will notify everyone at once.” Xiao Long said respectfully.
“Where is the Martial Sect Master? Someone from the Immortal Treasure Pavilion has come. Please come out for a chat!” A voice exploded above the Martial Sect, loud enough for all cultivators to hear.
You looked beyond the sect gate, your brow furrowing slightly. Just from that one shout, the person already possessed the might of Spirit Transformation!
“Master, should I…” Xiao Long made a throat-slitting gesture, his meaning obvious.
You shook your head. “No need. Since it is someone from the Immortal Treasure Pavilion, I should go out and meet them.”
Your figure flashed, and you suddenly appeared outside the sect gate. Looking at Zhang Wuji, who was at Spirit Transformation cultivation, your brow furrowed slightly.
“Heh heh, Martial Sect Master, you have come? This one was sent by the Immortal Treasure Pavilion’s main pavilion and wishes to meet with you.” Pavilion Master Gu greeted you from the side and made the introduction.
“So it really is you!” Zhang Wuji stared at you for a long while, as if confirming something, and finally exclaimed.
“What business does Your Excellency have with I?” You looked at the easily startled Zhang Wuji and asked.
“Ten years ago, in the Holy City, we met once!” Zhang Wuji sensed the situation and hurried to explain.
“Mm.” You nodded, waiting for what came next.
“Fellow Daoist, is that chessboard in your hands?” This time, Zhang Wuji directly transmitted his voice to you.
“What if it is? What if it is not?” You were not foolish enough to blurt everything out the moment someone asked.
Before you understood the other party’s goal, you would absolutely not admit to anything.
“Ahem, how about this. I will take you to meet someone. A Big Shot is very interested in this chessboard.” Zhang Wuji explained, though his tone carried a hint of warning.
“And if I say no?”
“Then that is not up to you!”
Hearing this, you were just about to strike first when you saw Zhang Wuji pull out a communication token. Your hand paused mid-motion and you silently withdrew it.
“Fellow Daoist, what are you doing?” Zhang Wuji held the token, looking at you with a puzzled expression.
“Ahem, nothing.” You laughed it off. Good thing you had withdrawn your hand in time, otherwise you would have died!
“Oh. I will first activate the communication token and let the Big Shot speak with you directly.” Zhang Wuji activated the communication token through a complex technique, set up a sound-isolation formation around you, and then left with Pavilion Master Gu.
You watched the communication token float into the air and waited quietly.
You looked at the communication token before you and in a single instant thought of a mobile phone!
If a mobile phone could be popularized throughout the cultivation world, I dare not imagine how great it would be!
The Pleasure Sect’s demoness livestreaming suggestive content, Demonic cultivators massacring villages and destroying cities — tsk tsk, just thinking about those scenes is thrilling!
“So you are the Martial Sect Master? The chessboard in the Holy City is in your hands, correct?” A clear, cold female voice came through, immediately snapping you back to your senses.
“Ahem, and Your Excellency is?” You did not answer immediately, but asked in return.
The other party was silent for a moment, then said, “Pavilion Master of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion’s Northern Region main pavilion of the Heaven Mystery Continent, Shen Qiushuang!”
“So it is Pavilion Master Shen. I have long heard of you.” You flattered.
“Save the nonsense. Give me that chessboard, and I will provide you with corresponding compensation.” Shen Qiushuang’s voice came through, her tone carrying an unquestionable intent.
You remained silent, but inwardly you had already begun to complain, cursing the Immortal Treasure Pavilion’s Pavilion Master for acting too domineeringly!
If you could not beat her for now, otherwise you would absolutely let her taste your methods!
“The chessboard is not in my hands. Senior has found the wrong person.” You replied.
Shen Qiushuang was silent for a long time. Finally, the light on the communication token dissipated, and the call ended.
“How did it go?” Seeing you walk out, Zhang Wuji hurried forward and asked.
You shook your head and said nothing more. After returning the communication token to Zhang Wuji, you turned and left.
In the Martial Sect’s seclusion grounds, you took out the chessboard and silently pondered.
Why is it that the moment I leave seclusion, trouble comes knocking?
If Shen Qiushuang attacks, what should I do? Obediently hand over the chessboard, or… You listed every possible scenario one by one, then sought solutions.
“Fuck! It is just a Fusion realm cultivator. At worst, I will fight her to the death!” The more you thought, the more aggrieved you felt. Something like the chessboard, which could accelerate your comprehension of the laws, you would absolutely not hand over to anyone no matter what.
Even if it meant wasting this simulation opportunity, you were willing.
“Xiao Yan of the Xiao family requests an audience with the Sect Master!” Outside the door, Xiao Yan knelt on both knees and pleaded toward you.
Looking at this scene, it was exactly like Ye Fan ten years ago.
This time, already in a bad mood, you did not immediately go out to see Xiao Yan, pretending not to hear.
Three days later, Xiao Yan had knelt outside the door for three days.
“Brother Xiao, the sect tournament is about to begin. Hurry and get up!” A Martial Sect disciple advised.
Xiao Yan shook his head and explained, “My clan is at a life-and-death crisis. Only the Sect Master can save my clan!”