"What generous gift is it? Tell me about it," Ye Feng said.

Chi Shaqing replied without hesitation, "Our Chi Sha tribe is willing to offer ten thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

Upon hearing the words "ten thousand low-grade spirit stones," everyone present was shocked.

Resources are scarce on the Netherworld Plateau, and 10,000 low-grade spirit stones is definitely not a small amount!

Now that Chi Shaqing is offering 10,000 spirit stones, it naturally shocks the onlookers!

"Ten thousand spirit stones! No wonder it's the Red Sand Tribe."

"Even if the Red Sand Tribe is one of the top ten tribes, it would be a huge loss for them to suddenly take out 10,000 low-grade spirit stones."

"yes!"

The onlookers at the scene started discussing it, and everyone had a shocked expression on their face.

"Please, Mr. Feng, spare my cousin!"

As soon as Chisha finished speaking, she kowtowed three times to Yefeng.

Chi Shalong dared not be arrogant any longer and immediately knelt down.

He didn't know Ye Feng's identity before, but now he finally understands that Ye Feng is a member of the Underworld Sect, and not just an ordinary disciple.

As a result, Chi Shalong no longer dared to be arrogant in front of Ye Feng.

Sun Muqing suddenly smiled and said, "Since the people of the Chisha tribe have all said so, Yefeng, let's just let this matter go."

Once Sun Muqing spoke, Ye Feng couldn't possibly ignore him.

After all, you have to give your wife face.

Night Wind nodded and said, "Alright, then for your sake, I'll let them go."

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Chi Shaqing and Chi Shalong both breathed a sigh of relief.

Night Breeze did not linger in the underground gambling stone market any longer, and immediately led Sun Muqing, Jiang Lingxuan, and Ganglan Zhaxi out of it.

Once outside on the bustling street, Ye Feng looked at Zaxi and said, "I've recovered the two hundred spirit stones for you. You can go back and report now. Be more reliable in the future and don't make any more mistakes."

“Yes, Mr. Feng, I’ve got it.” Zaxi nodded vigorously.

Seeing the fear and trepidation on Zaxi's face, Yefeng was finally satisfied.

After Zaxi left, Yefeng returned to the Underworld Sect Holy Palace with Jiang Lingxuan, Sun Muqing, and Ganglan.

Just one day later, the Red Sand Tribe sent 10,000 low-grade spirit stones.

Without a word, Ye Feng accepted it all with a smile.

After all, this is what he deserves.

He has almost mastered the first three levels of the fundamental technique of the Underworld Sect, the Imperial Heaven and Earth Technique.

As Ye Feng gained a deeper understanding of the Earth Element True Qi, he was now entering a more advanced stage, and his comprehension speed was becoming faster and faster.

Therefore, the subsequent levels of training methods are naturally required.

So Ye Feng went to find Zhuo Er and explained his purpose.

"The later levels of the Imperial Heaven and Earth Technique? This... wait a minute, let me ask my master first," Zhuo Er said.

"Then I'll have to trouble you," Ye Feng nodded.

Zhuo Er took out a communication talisman from his storage ring and sent it out. The talisman quickly turned into a golden light and flew away into the distance and disappeared.

But not long after, a message talisman flew back.

Zhuo Er gripped the returning message talisman, a hint of embarrassment on his face.

“My master told me to handle this as appropriate,” Zhuo Er said.

Zhuo Er possessed the fourth, fifth, and sixth levels of the Huangtian Houtu Technique, and the message he sent to Shi Ji, the sect leader of the Mingtu Sect, was to inquire whether it could be passed on to Ye Feng.

Now that Shi Ji has asked him to handle the situation as he sees fit, Zhuo Er is at a loss for what to do.

Even the night breeze seemed somewhat confused.

Either pass it on or don't pass it on. Shi Ji could have made things clear, so why did she speak so ambiguously?

Is it because I haven't made enough contributions?

Is it because I haven't been learning this subject for very long?

Thinking of this, Ye Feng stood up and said, "Since that's the case, we'll talk about it later. I won't make things difficult for you now."

"Mr. Feng, please wait. My master didn't say he couldn't pass it on to you, perhaps..."

Before Zhuo Er could finish speaking, Ye Feng waved his hand and said, "If the sect leader were willing to teach, she would have let you teach her directly, instead of saying she would handle it on a case-by-case basis. Since she didn't agree, it's obvious that..."

Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside.

Zhuo Er and Ye Feng looked in the direction from which the footsteps came, and the next moment a figure pushed open the door and entered.

A woman in a white dress entered.

This woman is none other than Zhuo Er's senior sister, Bai Lan.

"Senior sister, what brings you here?" Zhuo Er asked.

Bai Lan frowned slightly and said, "Master is cultivating and cannot receive guests. It just so happens that an elder from the Heavenly Fire Sect has come with his disciple to request an audience. Zhuo Er, if you don't have anything urgent, please come with me now."

"So that's how it is." Zhuo Er suddenly realized.

Then Zhuo'er looked at Ye Feng and said, "Mr. Feng, why don't you go too?"

"Alright."

Ye Feng nodded and, together with Zhuo Er, followed Bai Lan out of Tianqing Palace and headed towards the Yingke Hall.

On the way, Bai Lan said unhappily, "That elder of the Heavenly Fire Sect is named Tong Kui. He has a very high and mighty attitude. Even though he is asking for a favor, he acts all superior and is extremely annoying!"

"Asking someone for a favor?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.

“Tong Kui’s disciple, Chen Jiaqing, suffered a qi deviation during cultivation, causing his true qi to stagnate in his meridians, resulting in a coma. The only thing that can resolve this situation is our Netherworld Sect’s Turbid Body Qi-Breaking Pill. However, we don’t have any Turbid Body Qi-Breaking Pills in stock, and only my master can refine this elixir, so even if we wanted to save him, we couldn’t,” Bai Lan said.

"What should we do then?" Zhuoer asked.

"Keep them calm for now, and we'll talk about it after Master comes out of seclusion," Bai Lan said.

That's all we can do now.

Zhuo Er nodded and said nothing more, then entered the welcoming hall with Bai Lan and Ye Feng.

As soon as Ye Feng stepped into the welcoming hall, he heard a familiar voice.

"What's going on with you people from the Netherworld Sect? I've been waiting here for quite a while now, where are your elders and protectors?"

"Such a large sect, how can they not even understand this basic etiquette? It's truly laughable!"

"I came here to ask for the elixir, not to take it for free. Why are you hiding it from me? I am, after all, an elder of the Heavenly Fire Sect. Do you think I would..."

The group of inner disciples of the Netherworld Sect in the welcoming hall all had stiff faces and furrowed brows.

But even if they were angry, they could only hold it in and dared not say anything more.

Bai Lan couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward, shouting, "You know you're here to ask for the elixir? If that's the case, then straighten up your attitude and stop looking down on people like that!"

"Who do we have here? It turns out to be the disciple of the Netherworld Sect's leader..."

Elder Tong Kui of the Heavenly Fire Sect hadn't finished speaking when his words came to an abrupt halt!

Immediately afterward, a look of deep fear appeared on his face, and his old face turned deathly pale!

Bai Lan and Zhuo Er were both completely confused.

Just now, this elder from the Heavenly Fire Sect was cursing and acting like he didn't take anyone seriously. How come he's suddenly so scared?

What exactly is going on?