Chapter 57: Saint's Bones Revealed

Seeing this, Wu Lang's eyes almost popped out, and he slapped the chair to pieces.

"It's actually a whole skeleton of a saint!!!"

Just when the young man was at a loss, a terrible pressure descended from the huge ship docked in the sky, and an old and hoarse voice sounded.

"This bone is destined to be with me. It would be a waste for a junior like you to have it!"

As the voice fell, a terrifying pressure descended, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that was originally in the shape of a funnel was dispersed and condensed into a big hand that grabbed towards the young man.

Liu Wuchang's eyes were about to burst, and he flew up, "Old bastard! How dare you!?"

Unfortunately, Liu Wuchang was knocked down in a single encounter. He fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth and raising his head with difficulty.

"Half step... fusion?!"

Upon seeing this, the other Qingshan elders immediately rushed over to protect the young man.

A cold light flashed in Tao Hu's eyes, and he pounced towards the young man like a tiger descending from a mountain, "Give me a bone!"

Bu Liuren did not expect Tao Hu to be so bold, but thinking that if Tao Hu could seize a piece of the holy bone, he would surely be the best among all the heroes, he gritted his teeth and sacrificed the magic weapon of the Five Poison Sect.

It was a magic seal, and the five poisonous incarnations flew out from it, biting and killing the big hand.

Seeing that the Five Poison Sect dared to interfere, the Chongshan Patriarch snorted coldly, and the elders of the Qingshan Sect flew away in response. The Five Poison Magical Weapons became even dimmer, but Taohu also successfully came in front of the young man.

But at this moment, a loud and vulgar shout came from the direction of Risheng City.

"Damn it! This kid and I are destined to be together!"

The hand of Patriarch Chongshan shattered, the Five Poison Magical Weapons broke on the spot, and Taohu was blown out.

The space was torn apart, and a black dragon flew out and rolled up the boy.

Seeing the young man being taken away, Patriarch Chongshan's eyes turned red. Regardless of the approaching deadline, he wanted to shoot down Canglong, but as soon as he raised his hand, the huge dragon's mouth swallowed up Patriarch Chongshan and the giant ship together.

"You old man have a connection with my cell."

Bu Liuren was stunned for a few seconds before he screamed, "The peak of fusion... General Mo Zhanxian of Canglong!? You should be in the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain!"

“Hmph—do you really think I can’t see through your little Taoist tricks?” Mo Zhanxian snorted coldly, “Tell Xuantian Sect a message for me. I will train this Saint Bone into a Saint King, and beat your genius to the point that he calls me daddy during your Taoist competition!”

After saying this, the two blue dragons shrank back.

Everything returned to peace as if nothing had happened.

Liu Wuchang, who was vomiting blood, blinked and reacted. He immediately rushed towards Wu Lang with red eyes and grabbed Wu Lang by the collar. "What do you mean by Chongshan Sect! That is a whole set of saint bones! A whole set! You Chongshan Sect actually let a whole set of saint bones fall into the hands of Bingmen!"

The other Qingshan elders finally reacted and began beating their chests and stamping their feet, looking as if they wished they could burn their blood and energy to death.

Wu Lang finally came back to his senses from the shock of his ancestor being captured with bare hands. His face turned pale and then blue. He wanted to explain, but the huge pot made him dizzy and the consequence made Wu Lang's hands and feet cold.

Seeing this situation, Bu Liuren didn't care about anything else. He reached out and grabbed Tao Hu, then flew away immediately, fearing that Liu Wuchang would blame the Five Poison Sect for the saint's bone falling into the hands of the soldiers.

"Liu, Brother Liu, you, you calm down a little——"

Wu Lang's face turned pale, no longer as high-spirited as when he first appeared.

"That Mo Zhanxian will come to snatch the Saint's bone anyway, we can't lose our composure!"

"Without Mo Zhanxian's interference, your ancestor would have killed my Qingshan Sect's disciples on the spot and taken their bones!" Liu Wuchang remained unmoved.

Seeing that Liu Wuchang actually used facts to attack in such a despicable way, Wu Lang was speechless.

He wanted to be tough, but he was not in the right. The Second Ancestor had a connection with the prison cell and was captured by Mo Zhanxian. Now he was in the Qingshan Sect's base camp. If he wanted to be tough, he would probably be beaten to a pulp.

Helpless, Wu Lang had to give in.

"I can compensate you!"

"Three million spirit stones! Five hundred kilograms of spirit rice!"

Liu Wuchang thought about it. Li Yanmo had spent one million spirit stones and countless spirit fruits for Qingshan Sect. He had to help Li Yanmo get the money back for the spirit stones.

"You're robbing me!"

Wu Lang was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

In the past six months, Chongshan Sect had taken advantage of Qingshan Sect's closure to make a lot of spirit stones, but the time was too short, and the total amount was only 700,000 to 800,000 spirit stones. Liu Wuchang asked for 3 million spirit stones, and spiritual rice was even more expensive. He only had 800 kilograms of spiritual rice in stock, and he hesitated for a long time before discussing with the ancestor to take out 100 kilograms to show off.

"You won't give it to me? Then let's go to the Taoist sect to argue!"

"Humph - just give it to me! Who's afraid of who?"

Wu Lang's eyes were wide open, and he cursed as he untied the storage bag from his waist. After picking out the items, he threw them into Liu Wuchang's hands.

"Let's go!"

The other disciples of Chongshan Sect also lost their spirit like little roosters whose combs had been shaved off, and followed Wu Lang into the air in a daze.

Flying in the air, Wu Lang felt more and more uncomfortable the more he thought about it. He immediately turned his head and wanted to say a few harsh words, but Liu Wuchang had already taken out the Taoist order. Wu Lang's legs went weak and he almost fell down. After holding it in for a long time, Wu Lang finally stammered.

"If the sect asks about this later, can you please give me some face?"

"Okay~"

Liu Wuchang just felt refreshed and waved his hand.

"As long as you pay the hush money on time, I won't say anything."

"Sure!? Okay, you're so cruel! Do you really think I have no money!? Humph——"

Wu Lang snorted loudly, and even snot came out. He raised his hand and swept everyone away as if he was afraid that Liu Wuchang would say something else.

At Liu Wuchang's signal, the other elders flew forward to comfort the frightened disciples.

Liu Wuchang quickly went down the mountain and found Li Yanmo who was walking slowly down. However, what surprised Liu Wuchang was that Li Yanmo was followed by his disciple Cheng Yuejie. However, Cheng Yuejie, who was always tenacious in the past, was now swaying from side to side in despair, and from time to time she kept muttering, "I ruined the sect because of a few bananas."

Liu Wuchang was a little confused, but he still knelt on one knee in front of Li Yanmo and clasped his fists.

"Master Li!"

Li Yanmo was startled, but he remained calm. However, Cheng Yuejie was so scared that her soul almost flew out of her body.

Why did her master suddenly appear? Why was her master kneeling? Why does her master act like a little brother?

Countless questions made Cheng Yuejie dizzy, but Cheng Yuejie knew one thing: the master was kneeling and the apprentice could not stand, so Cheng Yuejie knelt down beside Liu Wuchang without hesitation, with her head down, looking pitiful.

[Aoyama Sect’s trustworthiness increases]

[Annual offering of spiritual stones: 1 million spiritual stones → 1.2 million spiritual stones]

Li Yanmo didn’t know what happened, but he knew that he had an additional burden of 200,000 yuan.

"There seemed to be some noise just now, what happened?" Li Yanmo put his hands behind his back and put on an arrogant expression.

Although it was a bit unfair to Liu Wuchang, Li Yanmo had to suppress his trust.

Liu Wuchang told the story of the selection.

When Li Yan heard about Guo Yang, he had some impression.

Although the middle-aged man repeatedly said no, unworthy, and unwilling, Li Yanmo could clearly see the unwillingness hidden under the middle-aged man's decadence, so he advised him a few words and borrowed the words of the second apprentice Shen Ziqing.

If you want to change something, now is the best time.

When Li Yanmo heard about the conflict caused by the saint's bones, he was also shocked, but then he breathed a sigh of relief. Now that the young man with the saint's bones was in the Dayu Dynasty, he would not affect the prestige of his Taixu Sect anyway.

Li Yanmo originally wanted to sigh that the world is unpredictable and that a blessing in disguise may come from a misfortune.

But Li Yanmo changed his mind and realized that Liu Wuchang was a very shrewd man. He knew what to believe and what not to believe.

If he said some stupid words at this time, it would definitely reduce Liu Wuchang's trust in him. Anyway, he had Mei Chai Shao and Bingmen as a guarantee, so he didn't have to worry about anything.

"Humph—everything is as I expected!"

How about that, stupid enough! Only a god could have predicted that there would be a saint's bones covered in dust here!

"As expected of Sect Leader Li!"

[Aoyama Sect’s trustworthiness increases]

[Annual offering of 1.2 million spiritual stones → 1.3 million spiritual stones]

Seeing that Liu Wuchang had no wisdom at all and only blind eyes, Li Yanmo silently turned around and slapped his mouth hard.

(End of this chapter)