“Good grief, making spirit stones is way too easy!”
The Sword Lunatic couldn't help but mutter. He still hadn't fully processed it yet.
Just then, the representative of the Lingqi Sect also yelled at the top of his lungs, “I'm also willing to pay three hundred thousand mid-grade spirit stones!”
The Lingqi Sect representative's face turned utterly dark after shouting this.
In his heart, he cursed the Grand Elder of the Tiansheng Sect and eighteen generations of his ancestors. Why did that wicked old geezer have to shout such a high price for no reason? Couldn't he have just shouted thirty or fifty thousand as a token gesture? Those poor bastards from the Guiyi Sword Sect would have definitely agreed.
With the Lingqi Sect representative taking the lead, the others also started chiming in:
“I'll pay three hundred thousand too!”
“We'll pay too!”
...
For a moment, the bids rose one after another.
At this moment, the most depressed people were Xiao Chen and his companions.
They had only just been ransomed, yet they were captured again. Surely they weren't going to be hung up again?
If they had known, they would have just gone straight home.
Hearing everyone shouting their bids, the Sword Lunatic's eyes widened.
A single set of clothes was worth three hundred thousand spirit stones? If it were him, he wouldn't part with that kind of money even if it killed him!
His eyes lit up, and he began counting on his fingers with a serious expression:
One is three hundred thousand, two is six hundred thousand, three is a million...
“Hehehe... That's so many spirit stones!”
While the Sword Lunatic was engrossed in his calculations, out of the corner of his eye, he saw his sect's Saint leap over the wall and run next door.
He soon returned with several extremely long iron poles borrowed from next door and planted them in the courtyard.
The Sword Lunatic: “?”
Before he could react, the Saint quickly led his men over to the Grand Elder of the Tiansheng Sect and the others.
Without a word, they first snatched away their storage bags.
Then, with everyone pitching in, they hung them all up on the iron poles.
The Sword Lunatic could understand confiscating storage bags.
But what kind of move was hanging people on poles?
In all his years of living, he had never seen anything like this.
Before he could ask, he saw his sect's Saint pull a sound transmission talisman out of the Tiansheng Sect Grand Elder's storage bag.
Holding it to his mouth, he cleared his throat:
“Hello? Hello...”
After testing it twice, the Saint cut the connection.
What kind of stunt was this now?
The Sword Lunatic watched him in utter confusion.
Just then, Ji Chen turned to the Sword Lunatic and asked, his tone as casual as if he were asking what was for dinner, “Ancestor, what's this guy's name again?”
Usually, everyone just called him Grand Elder Xiao, so he didn't know his actual name.
This sudden question caught the Sword Lunatic off guard too.
He looked up at the Grand Elder of the Tiansheng Sect hanging on the pole and yelled, “Old Xiao, what's your name again?”
The Grand Elder of the Tiansheng Sect wanted nothing more than to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
This was utterly humiliating! How was he supposed to survive in the cultivation world after this?
He had no intention of answering the Sword Lunatic's wicked question, so he simply shut his eyes tight and pretended to be a log.
“Hey, why are you ignoring me? I'm asking you a question!”
The Sword Lunatic muttered.
He pulled out his own sound transmission talisman and sent a message to the Second Elder of the Tiansheng Sect:
“Old Liu, what's your family's Old Xiao's name again?”
The Grand Elder of the Tiansheng Sect, who had been pretending to be dead, suddenly snapped his bloodshot eyes open and glared at the Sword Lunatic, roaring, “Sword Lunatic, you've gone too far!”
“You're the one who wouldn't tell me! Don't blame me!” the Sword Lunatic shot back.
A moment later, a sound transmission talisman flew back, carrying the puzzled voice of the Tiansheng Sect's Second Elder:
“His name is Xiao Jingde. Why are you asking?”
“Oh, it's nothing. Just a junior in the sect who was curious,” the Sword Lunatic replied cheerfully.
Ji Chen nodded upon hearing the Grand Elder's name and took out a new sound transmission talisman:
“Hello? Hello... Are you Xiao Jingde's family? He tried to rob my storage bag and got caught. The ransom is three million mid-grade spirit stones. If you're late, I'll kill the hostage... If you're late, I'll kill the hostage...”
At this moment, Sect Master Gu of the Tiansheng Sect was preparing for the tournament scheduled after dawn.
When he received Ji Chen's sound transmission, he was completely stunned.
Xiao Jingde? Who was that? Why did the name sound a bit familiar?
He pondered for quite a while before it suddenly hit him.
Holy crap, isn't that our Grand Elder!
Sect Master Gu grew even more bewildered.
Why on earth did our Grand Elder run off to rob someone's storage bag?
Could the other party have some shocking secret treasure in their hands?
While he was still wondering, another sound transmission came through:
“Hello? Hello... Are you Xiao Chen's family? He came to rob my storage bag and got caught...”
“Cough, cough...”
Sect Master Gu almost choked on his own spit.
Unbelievable! This grandfather and grandson duo didn't sleep in the middle of the night and instead teamed up to rob someone's storage bag?
He really wanted to go see what kind of rare treasure could make them so crazy!
Furthermore, who was so bold as to demand ransom from the Tiansheng Sect...
When he arrived at the address, he looked up and saw his Grand Elder and his grandson hanging high up on the thick iron poles, swaying in the wind.
Sect Master Gu's face turned ashen. What nerve! To humiliate the people of the Tiansheng Sect like this!
He immediately circulated his cultivation base, his aura billowing as he prepared to vent his anger.
However, the moment he caught sight of the smiling Sword Lunatic standing beneath the poles, his expression instantly froze.
“Sect Master Gu, you've finally arrived.”
Sect Master Gu withdrew his pressure and suppressed his anger. “Fellow Daoist Jian, how exactly did my Grand Elder offend you that you must humiliate him so?”
The Sword Lunatic remained smiling, looking completely innocent:
“They didn't offend me. They just wanted to rob my disciple's storage bag, so I caught them in the process. If it weren't out of respect for you, I would have beaten them to death long ago. How could they have survived until now?”
Upon hearing this, Sect Master Gu felt extremely depressed. He turned to glare at Xiao Jingde on the pole, cursing wildly in his mind:
Are you guys completely out of your minds? Of all the people you could provoke, why did you have to provoke this lunatic!
Who in the entire cultivation world doesn't know that this madman fights with no regard for his life and loves a one-for-one trade the most?
Even our sect's ancestor has to show him some respect, fearing a one-for-one trade with him!
Besides, what kind of treasures could his disciple possibly have? You could have tricked them or scammed them!
There was absolutely no need to rob them!
But getting angry now was useless. With the Grand Elder and his grandson hanging in plain sight, the entire Tiansheng Sect was being humiliated.
Sect Master Gu took a deep breath, suppressed his rage, and pulled out a storage bag. Gritting his teeth, he said, “Here are six million mid-grade spirit stones. Release them!”
The Sword Lunatic's eyes lit up. He quickly took the storage bag and swept his divine sense over it, nodding in satisfaction.
Just as he raised his hand to release them, he heard his sect's Saint speak up unhurriedly:
“Ancestor, we're still short six hundred thousand for the clothes.”
“Right, right, right!”
The Sword Lunatic immediately reacted, turning to spread his hands at Sect Master Gu. “Sect Master Gu, we're still short six hundred thousand mid-grade spirit stones.”
“You! You're actually raising the price on the spot?”
Sect Master Gu's face turned pale with rage as he pointed at the Sword Lunatic and roared.
“Sect Master Gu, don't be angry!”
The Sword Lunatic waved his hand. “This six hundred thousand isn't what we wanted. They voluntarily added it themselves. If you don't believe me, ask them.”
Hearing this, Sect Master Gu looked at Xiao Jingde and Xiao Chen on the poles as if looking at two absolute idiots.
Are you two sick in the head? You got captured and yet you voluntarily added to the ransom?
Are you afraid the Tiansheng Sect has too much money and nowhere to spend it?
Hanging on the pole, Xiao Jingde had grievances he couldn't voice:
“Sect Master, there's a reason for this. I'll explain it to you when we get back!”
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