Chapter 616 – Exchange for Spiritual Veins
Chapter 616 – Exchanging Spirit Veins
After the great victory of the Free Sect in the Mixed Sect, they were busy rebuilding the mountain gate.
Although you want to purge those evil cultivators who are plaguing the world, but because of the lack of manpower, the heart is more than enough.
For a while, the reputation of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, which punishes evils and eliminates evils, was greatly boosted, and its popularity overshadowed that of the Easy Sect.
While Tang Zen, the patriarch of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, was quietly heading towards the Mixed Yuan Sect with two of the sect’s first-generation elders.
Arriving near the Mixed Yuan Sect, Tang Zen respectfully said towards the two master uncles.
“Uncle Zhao, Uncle Wen, my master is too pedantic, the matter of coming to exchange for a spirit vein, if he were to know about it, I’m afraid that ……”
The old man surnamed Zhao who was in the lead stroked his beard and said, “Don’t worry, we have our own measure in this matter.”
Another female sword cultivator surnamed Wen, also nodded slightly.
“Six spirit veins is already more than enough for the Easy Sect, if we exchange them in good faith, I believe they shouldn’t refuse.”
Hearing the two senior uncles say this, Tang Zen’s heart instantly dropped, and the three of them headed towards the Mixed Yuan Sect together.
With a sweep of his divine sense, the old man surnamed Zhao found that only four of the six spirit veins remained within the Mixed Element Sect, and he couldn’t help but cry out in secret that he was lucky.
Fortunately, they came quickly, otherwise all six spirit veins were refined, can not go to the Free Sect to ask for spirit veins.
At the same time, Sheng Qingyun, who was refining the spirit veins, also discovered the three people from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
She frowned slightly.
On the day that the mountain gate of the Easy Sect was broken, there was no one from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in sight.
When they sent troops to attack the Mixed Yuan Sect, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had likewise not contributed.
Now that the Ghost Granny and the Mixed Yuan True Lord are dead, and the Blood Infant Ancestor has escaped, this Ten Thousand Swords Sect has run out instead.
Sheng Qingyun stopped refining the spirit veins and met the three people from the Wan Jian Sect with a bad tone.
“The three of you have traveled a long way to come here, what is your business?”
The old man surnamed Zhao cupped his fists and said, “Fellow Daoist Sheng, goodbye.
I heard that the Easy Sect has produced a powerful Dharma Cultivator, I wonder where that fellow Daoist is right now?”
Sheng Qingyun laughed coldly in the bottom of her heart, when the Easy Sect was attacked by evil cultivators on their mountain gates, she and Old Ye had sought rescue from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
But Tang Zen, who was the patriarch, directly rejected the two people’s request for help, saying that the Wan Jian Sect was beyond its reach and could not help.
Now that the Easy Sect had successfully survived the crisis and eradicated the Mixed Yuan Sect, they would not mind the mountains being far away.
“Ever since the Evil Cultivator Rebellion, the Cold Mountain Sect was destroyed, the Immeasurable Mountain sealed itself off, and the Myriad Dan Sect returned to the fold, the five great sects have existed in name only.”
Sheng Qingyun swept over the three people and said in a cold voice, “My Easy Sect and your Wan Jian Sect, there’s nothing to talk about, where did you come from, go back to where you came from!”
The old man surnamed Zhao’s face sank, in the way of the purpose of this trip had not yet been achieved, but it was not good to get angry.
The female sword cultivator surnamed Wen was also a little embarrassed, but the Ten Thousand Swords Sect turned a blind eye to the Easy Sect’s plea for help, but it was an indisputable fact.
Tang Zen stepped forward and bowed deeply, “Elder Sheng calm your anger, everything is the fault of the late generation, and has nothing to do with the two uncles.
When you and senior Ye asked for help, it coincided with the disciples in my sect encountering a sneak attack by evil cultivators, the master and the two master uncles really couldn’t walk, it wasn’t that our sect saw death as a way to save them.”
“Things have come to this point, it is meaningless to talk about what was right and wrong in the past. In the future, your Ten Thousand Swords Sect and my Free and Easy Sect will each go their own way!”
Sheng Qingyun didn’t want to say much and said in a faint voice.
An embarrassed look appeared on Tang Chen’s face, “Elder Sheng, our clan’s hundreds of years of friendship, how can we just break it off?
And although the Mixed Yuan Sect was destroyed, the Blood Infant Old Monster and the Mixed Yuan Head Apprentice escaped, so we have to be on guard.”
Sheng Qingyun remained cold, “I don’t dare to climb on the Ten Thousand Swords Sect’s friendship.”
Seeing that Sheng Qingyun was so oily and salty, a hint of disquiet flashed in the eyes of the old man surnamed Zhao.
“Fellow Daoist Sheng, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect didn’t intend to see death, why is it that you just refuse to believe it?” Sheng Qingyun laughed coldly, barely able to control the anger in his heart.
“It wasn’t you Ten Thousand Swords Sect that was almost exterminated, the deaths weren’t of your first-degree brothers and fellow disciples, so how can you empathize with me?
You guys are now rushing over with bated breath, you shouldn’t be here to talk to me about this, but for the spirit vein!”
Being poked and prodded in his purpose, the old man surnamed Zhao’s face flamed and he simply spoke bluntly.
“Fellow Daoist Sheng, my Ten Thousand Swords Sect doesn’t owe you anything, and I wasn’t obligated to risk my life to help you, so there’s no need for you to be so aggressive!
Our trip, indeed, is for the spirit veins, I wish to exchange one Geng Jin Mine and one Secret Iron Mine for two spirit veins, I don’t know what you think?”
“Say your intention earlier, won’t it do? You have to pull so many things.”
Sheng Qingyun snorted and shook her head in rejection without thinking.
“A geng gold mine and a secret iron mine, just want to trade away my two spirit veins, dream on!”
The old man surnamed Zhao had hidden indignation in his expression, “Fellow Daoist Sheng, I’m trading with you in good faith.
According to the market, a Gengjin Mine plus a Secret Iron Mine is more than enough to exchange for two Spirit Veins.”
“What market? I only know that in recent years, spiritual qi has become more and more scarce, and even the depletion rate of spiritual veins is much faster than before.”
Sheng Qingyun leisurely said, “Since you said you’re sincere about the deal, three gengjin mines, plus two secret iron mines, in exchange for one spirit vein for you, no more.”
The old man surnamed Zhao clammed up and changed color, “Five spirit stone mines, only in exchange for one spirit vein, you might as well go rob!”
The female cultivator surnamed Wen, who hadn’t said anything, also secretly frowned, feeling that Sheng Qingyun’s bid was a bit too much.
“Not willing to exchange? Then forget it, don’t say I didn’t give you guys a chance.”
Seeing a few people defeated, Sheng Qingyun was in a good mood.
Seeing that the deal was about to fall apart, Tang Zen let out a bitter smile and once again arched his hand as a salute.
“Uncle Sheng don’t joke, my Ten Thousand Swords Sect’s top and bottom, there are only six spirit mines in total. At most, Jean can offer three spirit mines in exchange for two spirit veins, what do you think?”
Ceding three spirit mines made Tang Zen feel a great deal of pain.
But the sect’s spirit veins were becoming increasingly depleted, so this was also a helpless move.
He couldn’t really let his master wade into danger and head to the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Sheng Qingyun shook her head and refused, “Five spirit mines for one spirit vein, not even one penny less, if you can’t get it, everything is off the table!”
After saying that, she didn’t bother to pay attention to a few people and went back to continue refining the spirit vein.
Leaving the Wan Jian Sect’s three people in place, it was neither a good idea to leave nor a good idea to stay.
The female cultivator with the surname Wen sighed lightly, “Senior Brother Zhao, the Easy Sect is asking for a lot of money, what can we do about this?”
The old man surnamed Zhao was silent for a moment, a helpless look in his eyes.
“Fellow Daoist Sheng, in all probability, is still holding a grudge against my Ten Thousand Swords Sect for not contributing, alas!”
“There’s no need for the two uncles to worry, doesn’t the Easy Sect still have a YuanYing True Lord?
That senior is not here at the moment, most likely transporting spirit veins back to the Easy Sect.”
A thoughtful look appeared in Tang Zen’s eyes, “When she returns, this matter might be able to take a turn for the better.”
“Not bad, we’ll wait here and discuss with that Daoist Xu when she returns.”
The old man surnamed Zhao nodded happily, the spirit vein was crucial to the future development of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
Using only two spirit veins to get three spirit mines was also a solid deal for the Easy Sect.
This deal was a win-win situation.
I hope that fellow Daoist Xu can consider it rationally.
(End of chapter)