Chapter 97 Chapter 97 Asking for Money

There were so many things to do, and they were so complicated, Jiang Zhaoxue had no chance to breathe. As soon as his head touched the bed, he fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, I heard Zi Lu calling me softly from outside: "Master's Wife? Are you awake, Master's Wife?"

When Jiang Zhaoxue heard the name of Master's Wife, she subconsciously thought it was Pei Zichen.

He gave a vague reply, and then heard Zi Lu say softly, "The spirit boat will arrive at the Immortal Pavilion in a quarter of an hour."

Spirit boat?

Immortal Pavilion?

Jiang Zhaoxue was suddenly awakened by the words. She sat up abruptly, and then she heard Zi Lu's voice become particularly clear. He said respectfully, "Master Guan and I are waiting in the lobby. Madam, would you like me to help you wash up?"

"unnecessary!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue immediately sent Zilu away: "Go do your thing and stay away from me."

Zi Lu seemed relieved after hearing what he said and retreated respectfully.

After Zi Lu left, Jiang Zhaoxue quickly rolled up the bed curtains and took a glance to find that Pei Zichen had indeed left.

Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He raised his hand and patted his head, cursing softly, "You pig-brained fool! You even forgot what you were going to do."

With so many things piling up, she let the person get away without discussing it with Pei Zichen.

Going back in such a hurry now completely ruined her chances. She hadn't even thought clearly about what to do. She was simply on a pirate ship.

"Okay, don't overthink it." Anan comforted her. "Pei Zichen is getting stronger now. He's pressing us so hard all the way. Who can think about anything else? Even I, an outsider, am confused, let alone you, who is involved? The most urgent thing is to think carefully about how to get Pei Zichen out when we return to the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion."

Jiang Zhaoxue listened, tapping the table lightly, without saying a word.

She was thinking about the current situation. Now that she had returned to the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion, although the Book of Destiny had let Pei Zichen go, it would still be difficult for her and Pei Zichen to leave the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion smoothly.

Firstly, he was Shen Yuqing's apprentice, and now he was not young anymore, so there was a gender difference between them. When she defected from the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion with him, she could still use some excuse to go back. But if she took Pei Zichen back directly, the outside world would definitely gossip. Shen Yuqing's reputation was the reputation of the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, and Gu Jun would not tolerate Shen Yuqing suffering such a great humiliation.

Secondly, she was not sure what Shen Yuqing's current situation was. When Pei Zichen left the Tracing Light Mirror, he used the power of the Nine Nether Realm. Shen Yuqing might have noticed it. In addition, when Pei Zichen took the Tracing Light Mirror, many demon cultivators from the Nine Nether Realm did come to help. Pei Zichen could not explain this matter clearly. Even if he could explain it clearly, the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion might not let Pei Zichen, who practiced the Nine Nether Realm's skills, go.

Thirdly, if Song Qingyin had died because of her, Gu Jun would have harbored a grudge against her long ago, though he hadn't shown it on his face. Now that Wen Xiaoan had been killed by her, Shen Yuqing had been abandoned by her, and three of his own disciples had been killed by her, she wasn't sure what Gu Jun's attitude would be. Even if Gu Jun let Pei Zichen go, he wouldn't necessarily let her go.

"But this matter is not a dead end."

Anan understood her considerations and analyzed, "After all, in the world of cultivation, strength is paramount. Back then, Song Qingyin died because of you. Penglai was rich, and the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion endured it silently, not saying a word to you for all those years. It's the same now. Shen Yuqing might be acting on emotion, but that old man Gu Jun is very good at assessing the situation. Whether it's Wen Xiaoan or Shen Yuqing's reputation, these things won't shake the foundation of the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion. But what Shen Yuqing promised you, that's what will truly shake the foundation."

As Jiang Zhaoxue listened, the contract between her and Shen Yuqing emerged in her mind.

Shen Yuqing promised her that as long as he chose Mu Jinyue three times, he would break the Taoist couple contract with her, and at the same time, he would hand over Pei Zichen's soul lamp to her, return everything that Penglai had sent to the Lingjian Fairy Pavilion, and give her two spiritual veins, open the Sword Mountain, and let Penglai disciples enter the mountain to choose one hundred famous swords.

Gu Jun might not care about the first two, but the last three, if they were really achieved, would shake the foundation of the Lingjian Xian Pavilion.

Although Gu Jun is the ancestor of Lingjian Xian Pavilion who has the final say, Shen Yuqing is the real leader. If Gu Jun breaks the contract he signed, not only will Shen Yuqing be punished by heaven, but no one will dare to believe the promises made by Lingjian Xian Pavilion in the future.

Gu Jun must make a choice: to keep the reputation of Lingjian Xian Pavilion and the perfect leader they cultivated with countless natural treasures, or to keep the resources that can support the prosperity of Lingjian Xian Pavilion for a thousand years.

"He won't let me take these so easily."

Jiang Zhaoxue said softly: "If he were to make a choice, he would probably kill me."

"Isn't this the core bargaining chip?" Anan tilted his head. "Can he kill you?"

If Gu Jun could kill her, then this negotiation would no longer exist.

But can Gujun do it?

Gu Jun's strength is comparable to his father's. As long as she can escape back to Penglai, Gu Jun will not be able to kill her.

The key is whether she can escape back to Penglai?

Now Jiang Zhaoyue, a Mahayana stage talisman cultivator, is here, Pei Zichen is here, and she, an eighth level life master...

Can't kill.

Jiang Zhaoxue understood immediately.

Pei Zichen was a cautious person. If he showed even a little, he would definitely possess a lot. Although he only appeared to be in the Spiritualization stage, he was a dual cultivator of immortals and demons, and his overall strength was unpredictable. Based on the performance Pei Zichen displayed last night, Gu Jun wouldn't have been able to kill him on the spot.

As long as she is given room to set up the formation and has Jiang Zhaoyue's help, she can return to Penglai safely no matter what.

Since Gu Jun couldn't kill her and Pei Zichen, she had the bargaining chip to negotiate with Gu Jun.

If Gu Jun is unwilling to talk, then she will steal Pei Zichen's soul lamp and take Pei Zichen away forcibly.

Thinking of this desperate measure, Jiang Zhaoxue finally felt relieved.

The sound of flying cranes came from outside. Jiang Zhaoxue looked up and saw that the spirit boat had docked.

Jiang Zhaoxue didn't say much. After a simple wash and dressing, he left the room.

When he walked to the deck, Jiang Zhaoxue discovered that this time the spirit boat did not dock at the front mountain, but landed directly at the foot of the back mountain.

The back mountain is where Gu Jun lives. Jiang Zhaoxue knew Guan Xiushu's plan at a glance. He wanted to take advantage of Jiang Zhaoyue's absence to bring her and Pei Zichen under Gu Jun's nose.

But Jiang Zhaoxue didn't care. After all, Jiang Zhaoyue was a talisman cultivator, and everything he could give was already in her sleeve. It didn't matter whether people came or not, the core was still Pei Zichen.

Thinking of Pei Zichen, Jiang Zhaoxue subconsciously looked for him in the crowd, and saw Pei Zichen with shackles on his hands and feet, getting off the spirit boat.

Compared to last night, he looked particularly miserable.

His face was pale, his spirit breath was weak, and there was blood on his body. He looked obviously injured.

Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned and felt uneasy. She was about to turn around and ask Guan Xiushu about it when she felt Pei Zichen looking at her.

Although he didn't say a word, Jiang Zhaoxue immediately understood what he meant.

Glancing around, he saw the disciples whispering to each other, with obvious resentment in their eyes.

After all, it was Pei Zichen who was wronged in the beginning, and it was Pei Zichen who saved people yesterday. Now, after a night, the eldest brother who was so majestic yesterday has become like this. Ordinary disciples are somewhat resentful.

Although she understood Pei Zichen's thoughts, Jiang Zhaoxue was still worried. She secretly used the life-servant contract to sense his condition. Only after confirming that Pei Zichen was indeed fine did she completely put her mind at ease.

Guan Xiushu, who was standing by, had been observing her for a long time. Seeing that she looked at Pei Zichen without hesitation, Guan Xiushu's expression became colder, and some of his suspicions became more and more firm in his mind.

After his disciples got off the boat, he walked up to them and actually called Jiang Zhaoxue by name, saying, "Jiang Zhaoxue, let's go."

Jiang Zhaoxue raised her eyes when she heard that and glanced at him coldly.

Anan cursed inwardly: "This old bastard!"

After hearing what Jiang Zhaoxue said, although she felt that Anan was a bit too much, she still felt a little less angry.

She followed Guan Xiushu and walked towards the back mountain with him.

Pei Zichen was guarded by Zi Lu and one of Guan Xiushu's direct disciples, and followed Guan Xiushu and Jiang Zhaoxue up the mountain together.

After walking for a long time, the group arrived at the top of the mountain. They could hear the sound of trickling water from afar. Guan Xiushu led everyone from the garden path into the courtyard, where they saw Gu Jun sitting at a chess table playing chess with himself.

Guan Xiushu stepped forward and bowed respectfully, "Grandfather."

"Here I come."

Gu Jun's voice was exceptionally gentle, as if nothing had happened.

He was always kind and never showed his emotions, so Jiang Zhaoxue didn't take it as a gesture of goodwill. She followed him politely and said to everyone, "Greetings, ancestor."

"Everyone else can go down first." Gu Jun waved his hand, "Just leave Xiaoxue and Zichen behind."

When everyone heard this, they all retreated.

For a moment, only Jiang Zhaoxue, Pei Zichen and Gujun were left in the courtyard.

Gu Jun didn't say anything, Jiang Zhaoxue stood still, and Pei Zichen knelt on the ground, also without saying a word.

The sound of chess pieces falling could be heard in the courtyard. After a long while, Gu Jun said softly, "Xiaoxue has been gone for quite a long time this time."

As he spoke, Gu Jun turned to look at the kneeling Pei Zichen, his expression becoming a little colder: "In the blink of an eye, Zichen has grown up."

"yes."

Jiang Zhaoxue said truthfully, "If we use the tracing mirror to go back, the flow of time will be different. One day in the True Fairyland is equivalent to one year in the past."

"Then Zichen..." Gu Jun seemed to calculate, "Thirty-four years old?"

"I once mistakenly entered an illusion and stayed there for four years. After I emerged, it was eight years. I then used the Time Mirror to directly jump five years into time. If I were to calculate based on my bone age, I would be twenty-five."

"Twenty-five..." Gu Jun thought and laughed, "It's the perfect age to get married. When your master and your mistress got married, they were only one year younger than you."

Gu Jun spoke as if recalling a fond memory, jokingly saying, "I still remember that when Xiaoxue got married, she even wrote a letter to the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, saying that she must invite the entire immortal path over, and that she would provide the extra spirit stones. She wanted everyone to know about her and Zeyuan's marriage, because she, the Lady of Penglai, couldn't stand a cowardly marriage."

Hearing this, Pei Zichen's fingers under his sleeves couldn't help but tremble.

Jiang Zhaoxue raised his eyes to look at Gu Jun and said with a smile: "Even the old ancestor makes fun of the ignorant things of youth."

"Young people are sincere and can never forget it."

"Grandfather," Jiang Zhaoxue confirmed that Gu Jun came to defend Shen Yuqing, and his expression faded. "Where is Shen Yuqing?"

Gu Jun was playing chess with a cold expression: "He was seriously injured and fell into a coma after returning. He is still sleeping now."

"Then the old ancestor should have seen on the marriage stone that the marriage contract between him and me is gone, right?"

Jiang Zhaoxue continued to ask.

Gu Jun responded, his tone much colder: "I see."

"Then there is another thing I want to show the ancestor."

As Jiang Zhaoxue spoke, he raised his hand and a golden contract appeared in the air.

The contract contained the aura of Jiang Zhaoxue and Shen Yuqing. The moment this aura appeared, Gu Jun paused.

He raised his eyes and looked at the golden contract. After reading only three lines, his expression turned cold.

"Shen Yuqing made a bet with me, and he lost. Now that he's unconscious, I'll have to trouble you, our master," Jiang Zhaoxue smiled, "to take these things over for him."

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The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Jiang Zhaoxue: "Don't talk to me about this nonsense, just give me back the money!"

Gu Jun (looking at the IOU, pupils trembling): "I don't have this disciple!!"