Sect Leader Xiang stared silently at the palm-up hand in front of him, somewhat incredulous. Could this be what he had imagined?
Fang Ruotang said matter-of-factly, "What are you looking at? It's compensation! You don't think you can just say sorry and be done with it after offending me, do you? Do you think I'm some kind of cheap person who's so easy to get rid of?"
She hates the phrases "I'm sorry" and "It's okay" coming from two different people.
The damage has already been done.
Are you going to say sorry and I'll just say it's okay?
Is everything over now?
Fang Ruotang never learned this kind of politeness from childhood, and after coming to the cultivation world, it was even less likely that she would come into contact with it, as there was no such teaching here.
What do you want?
When Sect Leader Xiang saw that the Buddhist disciple Jing Tan, who had just been calm and indifferent, was now glaring at him menacingly, he knew that things were not going to end well.
He wouldn't dare to start a war on his own turf with just Wuding Temple, let alone underestimate Fang Ruotang's strength and have no idea that she has so many complex forces behind her.
"What do you want? Do you think I'm a beggar? You're the one apologizing to me. As for how much, that's up to you. But I'm a person of high quality. I don't care about ordinary money."
Fang Ruotang's expression was arrogant, almost as if she were about to rob him outright.
She'll take advantage of anyone she dislikes who comes to her doorstep.
Fortunately, it was her.
If it were someone with less power and background, wouldn't they have been easily controlled by the Illusionary Sect?
They're just unlucky to have run into her now.
Tsk!
Lu Ling is also short-sighted, actually wanting to come to the Illusionary Law Sect for exchange and learning.
I went back and refused.
But don't forget her obedient, hardworking, and dutiful disciple.
They went astray after just one visit to the Illusionary Dharma Sect.
She should help him find another master to teach him magic!
However, judging from the current situation, Lu Ling's self-study results are actually quite good.
So far, Lu Ling has not encountered any bottlenecks in her cultivation, and she has never asked Lu Ling for help.
Xiang took out a storage bag and placed it in Fang Ruotang's palm.
Fang Ruotang wiped away the original mark on the storage bag, probed inside with her spiritual sense, stuffed the storage bag into her sleeve, and at the same time curled her lip and reached out again with disdain.
"not enough."
Sect Leader Xiang stared at Fang Ruotang in surprise.
I have never seen such a shameless person.
Fang Ruotang slightly raised her chin, indicating that she should come to the sect leader again.
Sect Leader Xiang glanced at the expression on the face of the Buddhist disciple Jingtan beside him, and suppressed his killing intent as he took out another storage bag.
Fang Ruotang accepted it, glanced at it, and then reached out again.
He gritted his teeth at the sect leader, "Don't go too far. You don't actually think I'm afraid of you, do you? I just don't want to fight on the Illusionary Law Sect's territory."
He vowed that he would never again casually admit anyone into the sect, no matter who it was.
Anyone who wants to join the Illusionary Dharma Sect must pass through eighty-one trials.
If this weren't within the Illusionary Law Sect, and if he had activated the mountain-protecting formation, he wouldn't be in such a pathetic state right now, suffering so much humiliation.
Fang Ruotang didn't care about any of that and still stretched out her hand with a robber's expression.
This time, it really wasn't that she was greedy.
On the contrary, the sect leader looked down on her.
They probably thought she was some unruly person from a poor, remote place who had never seen anything good.
The first time, the storage bag contained an estimated one thousand mid-grade spirit stones.
The second time, it was replaced with about a thousand high-grade spirit stones.
Is this enough to satisfy her?
Who do you think you are!
The third time, Sect Leader Xiang reluctantly took out his storage bag and placed it in Fang Ruotang's palm. Just as she was about to take it, he pulled it back.
With a stern expression, he warned, "This is the last time."
After saying that, he put on an "out of sight, out of mind" expression and threw the storage bag at Fang Ruotang.
Fang Ruotang took it and looked inside.
Finally, he gave a smiley face.
"Finally, he's starting to look like a sect leader. The previous two times, he gave away a thousand mid-grade spirit stones one time and a thousand high-grade spirit stones the other time. What kind of behavior was that? Was he trying to fetch a beggar?"
"I'll let it slide this time since you gave me ten thousand high-grade spirit stones. But don't do it again next time. After all, other cultivators aren't as easy to talk to as I am."
The sect leader nearly vomited blood.
He didn't want to look at them any longer; he just wanted these menacing figures to hurry down the mountain.
The two were mutually disgusted, so after receiving a satisfactory apology, Fang Ruotang left without a second thought.
Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, the Buddhist disciple Jingtan handed Fang Ruotang the apology gift he had just received from the sect leader.
Fang Ruotang's hand disobeyed and took the money directly, and she asked without asking, "Is this for me?"
"Yes, thank you."
"No need, it's nothing. After all, you gave me the Ice Heart Lotus. From now on, we're friends. You can come to Tianyi Sect to find me if you need anything."
Fang Ruotang likes such generous friends.
He smiled broadly as he put the item into the storage bag, but immediately bristled.
"You old scoundrel, I swear I'll never forgive you."
As he spoke, he angrily turned to run up the mountain.
So that pained look on her face just now was an act!
Gu Yanjin and the other six immediately surrounded her.
If they go up the mountain now, the people from Wuding Temple are unlikely to join them in their antics. If only the seven of them go up the mountain, they will definitely suffer losses.
"What's wrong?" Cui Shixu asked, looking at Fang Ruotang, whose hair was practically standing on end in anger.
Fang Ruotang pouted and said aggrievedly, "That old thief treats people differently. The apology he gave to Buddhist Master Jingtan was at least 100,000 high-grade spirit stones, and there were also many pills and herbs."
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