When they heard that Zhu Wuneng was actually giving the Guiyi Sword Sect a commission of 3 million spirit stones, a wave of gasps erupted from the surrounding crowd.
Three million spirit stones!
Damn it, if someone gave them 3 million mid-grade spirit stones, they would gladly work as a bodyguard too!
They wondered how this bunch of dirt-poor sword cultivators had managed to land such a job.
At the same time, some people looked at Zhu Wuneng as if he were a fool.
Was this guy an idiot?
No, wait, he actually seemed to be one!
Ah... How unjust the heavens were!
How could they let a fool make a fortune while brilliant minds like themselves remained penniless?
Under the envious gazes of the crowd, the Saint of the Guiyi Sword Sect expressionlessly took the storage bag and stuffed it into his robes.
He didn't say a single word.
Only those who knew him well could tell how thrilled he was at this moment!
Oh my god... This pig is simply too adorable!
What a good pig!
Their Guiyi Sword Sect absolutely could not let anything happen to him.
Anyone who dared to lay a finger on him would be making an enemy of the entire Guiyi Sword Sect...
Afterward, the members of the Guiyi Sword Sect escorted Zhu Wuneng back to his seat.
Watching them leave, a flash of greed flickered in the eyes of many onlookers.
That pig-headed fellow couldn't possibly protect so many spirit stones!
It would be much safer and more valuable in their own hands...
Once the Guiyi Sword Sect members escorted Zhu Wuneng back to his seat, Zhu Wuneng spoke up.
“Alright, you guys can go now!”
The Saint of the Guiyi Sword Sect replied in his cool, aloof voice.
“Little Friend Zhu, you gave us too much. We have decided that for the duration of the tournament, we will be responsible for your safety to the very end...”
The other sword cultivators didn't say anything, but they nodded in vigorous agreement.
Zhu Wuneng blinked. “Okay!”
He didn't understand why these people were being so nice to him.
Hearing Zhu Wuneng agree, the Saint of the Guiyi Sword Sect turned his cold gaze toward Sect Master Han of the neighboring White Stone Sect.
“Make some room for me...”
Sect Master Han, who had been staring at Zhu Wuneng and swallowing his saliva in envy, was startled by the sudden demand.
Once he recovered, he couldn't help but grumble inwardly.
How did my crappy seat suddenly turn into prime real estate?
He really wanted to refuse, but he didn't dare.
He was terrified that this group of sword cultivators would hack him to death with a single strike...
Thus, he quickly forced a fawning smile and spoke up.
“Please, take a seat, Saint Ji...”
As he spoke, he even took down his own sect's flag and wiped the seat clean...
Hmph... If I can't afford to provoke you, I can at least stay out of your way!
With that, he prepared to find another seat, but it was already quite late.
He wasn't sure if he could even find one now.
“Wait...”
Just then, the voice of the Guiyi Sword Sect's Saint rang out again.
Sect Master Han jumped in fright, quickly turning around to ask cautiously,
“Is there anything else, Saint Ji?”
“You can go sit in our spot.”
Hearing this, Sect Master Han was overjoyed. “Thank you... Thank you, Saint Ji...”
After all, the Guiyi Sword Sect was the most formidable combat sect outside of the three major forces like the Tiansheng Sect.
If not for their extreme poverty and small disciple count, the Central Province might very well have had four major forces.
It was said that although their Ancestor was only a Unity stage cultivator, he was invincible within the same realm.
Even against someone a realm higher, he could achieve a one-for-one trade...
Thus, even the Ancestors of the three major forces preferred not to provoke this impoverished lunatic if they could help it.
At this moment, Sect Master Han was quite happy to be offered their seat.
But when he finally spotted the banner of the Guiyi Sword Sect from a distance, he realized he had celebrated too early.
Because the Guiyi Sword Sect's original spot was absolutely terrible.
It was barely any better than his own!
He really wanted to say: Big brother, with your status, wouldn't snatching any random seat be better than this?
After the Guiyi Sword Sect's sword cultivators packed up their banner and he sat down, he finally learned the truth from the surrounding cultivators.
The Guiyi Sword Sect's seat was originally right at the front!
But they had actually sold their spot!
You heard that right—they sold it!
Hearing this news, Sect Master Han's lips twitched. Just how poor were they to sell their own seating?
...
Seeing that Lu Ming was finally finished, the Tiansheng Sect Leader let out a sigh of relief and announced the format for the upcoming matches.
Lu Ming would only need to fight against the top five.
After all, it was impossible to make him fight every single participant.
“So that means I have nothing to do for now? I just have to wait for the final stage...” Lu Ming asked, rubbing his chin.
“That is correct. Saint Lu may also take this time to observe the techniques of the other contestants during their matches...” the Tiansheng Sect Leader said with a chuckle.
Lu Ming nodded and stepped down from the elevated platform.
The Tiansheng Sect Leader then announced that the remaining participants would face off in one-on-one duels. The winners would advance to the next round, repeating the process until only the top five remained.
After leaving the arena, Lu Ming quickly found a secluded spot to change back into his Sun Xiaosheng outfit.
By the time he made his way over to Zhu Wuneng, he saw that the fellow was busy eating.
A group of sword cultivators stood around him, acting as bodyguards.
Just as Lu Ming approached, a cold voice rang out.
“Halt!”
Lu Ming looked up and saw the members of the Guiyi Sword Sect staring at him with extreme vigilance.
“Hey, hey... That's our Saint...”
Before Lu Ming could explain, Zhu Wuneng spotted him and hurriedly called out.
Upon hearing Zhu Wuneng's words, the Guiyi Sword Sect members quickly retracted the aura lock they had directed at Lu Ming.
Lu Ming's lips twitched. He really wanted to know what was going through their minds right now.
They almost attacked their boss's boss!
At the same time, he felt somewhat speechless.
He had just received a sound transmission from Wang Defa and the others.
They had told Zhu Wuneng to spend 300,000 mid-grade spirit stones to hire the Guiyi Sword Sect to protect him while he collected his winnings.
Instead, this guy had given them 3 million mid-grade spirit stones!
But since the money was already paid and the other party had proactively extended their protection, Lu Ming and the others didn't mind too much.
After all, money was meant to be spent on things of value!
...
Not long after Lu Ming sat down, he found out that his opponent for the first match would be a rogue cultivator.
However, the match was not scheduled to start immediately.
Instead, it was set for the following day.
Subsequently, Lu Ming and the others left the Tiansheng Sect and returned to their lodging.
...
Only after handling all the administrative matters did the Tiansheng Sect Leader return to the main hall...
Several Unity stage Elders of the Tiansheng Sect were already waiting for him there.
“Saintess, tell us, what exactly happened to you?”
Looking at Ye Fan, who had recovered but still looked rather pale, the Tiansheng Sect Leader got straight to the point.
Ye Fan's eyes flickered as he glanced at the crowd before speaking.
“I don't know what happened either, but it must have something to do with Lu Ming...”
Ye Fan directly shifted the blame onto Lu Ming.
He wished the Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor would hear this, fly into a rage, and slap Lu Ming to death on the spot.
He wanted nothing more than for Lu Ming to die right now!
Hearing Ye Fan's words, the Tiansheng Sect Leader and the others frowned.
“Why would Lu Ming play such dirty tricks on you?” the Grand Elder of the Tiansheng Sect asked, puzzled.
They didn't suspect Ye Fan of lying.
After all, their own Saintess had no grudge or enmity against Lu Ming, so why would she accuse him without reason?
As for the rumors outside claiming that the Saintess had fallen in love with him, that was pure nonsense.
If others didn't know the truth, how could they not?
Ye Fan had always been completely cold and indifferent to all of her suitors in the Tiansheng Sect!
In particular, the Grand Elder's grandson had been pursuing Ye Fan for many years.
And yet, his efforts had yielded absolutely no results!
Lately, Ye Fan had even beaten up several of those suitors!
They were starting to suspect if she simply didn't like men!
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