Chapter 1021 - 473: Never Touching the Ground; Ransom_2

The person in question is the head of Dongshan Institute of Huayue Mansion, Gu Tangyin’s master, a formidable Great Cultivator at the Golden Core Realm—True Man Dongshan!

"Repeat what you just said to me?"

"The seven of you, late-stage Foundation Establishment, not only failed the assassination, but were completely annihilated? Even Tangyin was captured alive by him?!"

True Man Dongshan’s tone was icy cold, overflowing with anger.

Qian Jin’s Adam’s apple moved with difficulty, maintaining a deep bowing posture, he said hoarsely:

"Institute Head, please discern! That Chen Ye is absolutely not an ordinary late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator! Not only is his spiritual power as profound as the Fake Pill Realm, but the terrifying thing is... he also has cultivated a Sword Domain! Those from the Ten Thousand Puppet Sect died instantly without even one move, and the Dao techniques we are proud of have no power to retaliate in front of him!"

"Sword Domain?"

True Man Dongshan’s eyebrows slightly furrowed.

If Qian Jin wasn’t lying, then Chen Ye’s talent is outrageously monstrous.

But for now,

The thing he is most concerned about is not Chen Ye’s talent but Gu Tangyin!

"Tangyin is my direct disciple, Qin Yuan and Wu Yin are my registered disciples. If any one of them falls in the Yan Kingdom, I will hold you accountable!"

After taking a deep breath, True Man Dongshan suppressed the anger in his heart,

"Speak. Since that Chen Ye spared your life to return and report, he must have a motive. What does he want?"

Qian Jin swallowed hard, trembling as he took out several jade scrolls from his bosom:

"These jade scrolls, marked with spiritual imprints, are enough to prove their identities. As for Chen Ye... Chen Ye says that to ransom back Gu Qianlong, Huayue Mansion must show sincerity. He wants... a drop of Tribulation Fire Golden Liquid, the complete Pill Formula of the Six Qi Pill, and three pounds of Taiyi Geng Gold along with seven pieces of Celestial Meteor Sand..."

"This..."

Upon hearing Chen Ye’s demands, the cultivators in the hall looked at each other.

True Man Dongshan’s hair and beard stood on end as he trembled with rage, roaring:

"Arrogant brat! How dare you deceive me so much!!! Killing my adoptive son and still dare to extort from me?"

Ridiculous to the extreme!

This wretch kills his adopted son, and instead of offering apologies, dares to extort?

If it weren’t for the Zhong Family Brothers dying in Grotto Heaven, and his concern about the implications, he would have already done it personally, capturing this insolent youth!

It took a full incense stick of time for True Man Dongshan to barely calm the riotous mana, sitting back in his chair, his gaze uncertain.

"Institute Head..."

A seasoned Fake Pill cultivator stepped forward, braced himself, and offered advice,

"Though Chen Ye’s demands are outrageous, Nephew Gu is the institute’s potential dragon, and must not be lost."

Another early-stage Golden Core cultivator stepped forward, his face slightly grave, and said:

"Institute Head, Chen Ye, after all, is the Lingyin Peak Master and reportedly is the Bai family’s son-in-law, highly regarded by Lingyin’s elders. The assassination matter damages the reputation of the mansion and provides leverage against us, inviting hostility from the sects of Yan Kingdom, making it difficult to explain to the emperor and the mansion master."

True Man Dongshan’s gaze turned cold, his fingers pressed deep imprints on the armrest.

How could he not understand these principles?

Although the Yan Kingdom’s Cultivation Realm doesn’t have a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

But ultimately it’s the lineage of Songyang, with many experts in the sects.

Such as Lingyin’s Grand Elder, and those stubborn elders from the Refining God Sect...

"What a bone-sucking Grand Peak Master Chen..."

True Man Dongshan laughed with anger,

"Since Chen Ye dares to ask for such an exorbitant ransom, I’ll give him what he wishes! However, these things can’t be obtained immediately as if taking a magical artifact from a storeroom..."

Treasures of Heaven and Earth, once moved, could affect everything, not like casually fetching an artifact.

For instance, the Tribulation Fire Golden Liquid, stored in the Sea Boiling Secret Realm of Huayue Mansion, nurtured by millennial earth fire.

Now the secret realm isn’t naturally ready to be opened, forcefully activating the array requires complex procedures and needs the mansion master personally involved.

As for the Six Qi Pill Formula, it’s also a top-secret of Huayue Mansion.

Even True Man Dongshan can’t decide personally, needing ways to persuade those stubborn elders in the mansion...

"Qian Jin!"

True Man Dongshan pondering back and forth, head aching, suddenly spoke.

"Disciple present!" Qian Jin trembled all over, quickly bowing even lower.

"I order you to set off immediately, return to the Yan Kingdom!"

True Man Dongshan’s tone was icy,

"Go convey to Peak Master Chen. Tell him that Huayue Mansion accepts his price! But these Treasures of Heaven and Earth are not ordinary, I still need to persuade the True Men in the mansion, let him wait patiently!"

"Yes! I obey the orders!" Qian Jin responded repeatedly.

"Additionally..."

True Man Dongshan leaned down, coldly staring at Qian Jin,

"You will stay outside Linsong Valley and keep a close watch on Chen Ye’s every move!"

"Tang Yin is the Qilin Child of the East Court, critically important, and no mistakes can be allowed! Your return is not only to deliver a message but also to ensure their safety. Listen well, if Tang Yin or Qinyuan suffer even a scratch again, or if Chen Ye dares to harm Tang Yin’s foundation..."

True Man Dongshan’s withered fingers heavily tapped the armrest of the great chair, exuding killing intent,

"Then you don’t need to return to Huayue Mansion, find a lava pit and turn yourself into ashes as an apology!"

"If everything goes smoothly, after your return, I will assist you in Core Formation!"

...

Linsong Valley.

Since the day of the spoils distribution, a certain young girl has visibly become wealthier.

In the courtyard,

Qing Jun held a string of crystal-clear Spirit Sugar Hawthorns in her left hand and a sizzling, oily Spirit Feather Chicken in her right, sitting on the doorstep, eating blissfully with oil dripping everywhere, her tuft of hair dancing in the wind, utterly joyful.

These days,

The little girl’s name in Peach Mountain District has become well-known. Who doesn’t know that a wealthy little lady has emerged from Linsong Valley? Whenever she descends the mountain, the marketers selling Spirit Food grin so widely that their faces twitch.

"Qing Jun, I’ve heard you’re quite extravagant these days? The Spirit Stones I gave you weren’t meant for squandering."

Chen Ye glanced at Qing Jun.

This girl has plenty of Spirit Stones, a large appetite, and especially indulges in expensive Spirit Food, disregarding the cost.

These days, her reputation has nearly spread to Moon Creek Lake District.

It’s said that a long-established shop is planning to send someone with their exclusive Spirit Food to open a store in Peach Mountain District specifically to cater to this little girl.

"Master! How can eating be called squandering? Qing Jun calls this... this is dietary supplementation! Yes, dietary supplementation!"

The little girl righteously puffed out her small chest.

"I don’t care about the Spirit Stones,"

Chen Ye lightly laughed as he approached, pinching her soft, puffy cheek,

"Since the Spirit Stones were given to you, you can spend them however you like. Buy roast chicken, sugar hawthorns, or even throw them away for the sound; I won’t say anything against you. However, merchants are the most cunning. To them, you’re just a silly girl with more money than sense, like a plump little Spirit Lamb. You need to be cautious; spending money for your enjoyment is one thing, but being deceived as an easy target is another. Understand?"

The little girl chuckled, amused.

Did the silly master really think she was a fool?

What did he mean by silly and wealthy?

What did he mean by a short-legged Spirit Lamb?

She, Xu Qingjun, is very clever! Her legs are quite long!

The little girl pouted:

"Master! You underestimate me too much! If someone dares to deceive me, Qing Jun will have Jin’er burn them to ashes!"

"..."

Chen Ye rubbed his forehead; indeed, this girl was the fearsome demoness in the original storyline, truly ruthless.

"By the way, Master..."

Qing Jun suddenly leaned closer, lowering her voice with a mysterious air,

"Is True Inheritor Bai sick these days? She seems strange..."

Chen Ye’s expression remained unchanged, "Oh? Strange how?"

"Just very strange!"

Qing Jun took a bite of the sugar hawthorn, frowning her delicate little brows as she recalled,

"This morning I saw her walking while holding the courtyard wall, her legs weak and trembling, as if she couldn’t even stand. And her face was constantly flushed, even her neck was pink, as if she had a high fever."

"Cough... cough!"

Chen Ye almost choked on a sip of tea, immediately covering his mouth and coughing lightly a couple of times.

"Don’t talk nonsense. True Inheritor Bai has been cultivating an advanced Cultivation Technique these days, which is a normal phenomenon of turbulent Qi-Blood and spiritual power exhaustion."

"Oh—so she was training too hard!"

Qing Jun nodded repeatedly, as if enlightened,

"I also thought so! It seems that Senior Sister is also cultivating some advanced Cultivation Technique. That sneaky Senior Sister, practicing secretly every night, refuses to play with me!"

"Like your Senior Sister?" Chen Ye looked at his little disciple in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Is Zhiwei practicing some Cultivation Technique again?

How come he, as the Master, doesn’t know?