Xiang Sheng was silent for a moment after hearing this. He turned his gaze to Wan Lingmo and suddenly said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Wan, your senior brother talks a lot of nonsense. Why don't you buy it instead?"
"Why buy it?"
Wan Lingmo sneered, "Witch, after you die, I will personally take back the storage ring. I will also cut off your head and bring it back to the graves of my fellow apprentices for a memorial!"
"Everyone can say nice things."
Xiang Sheng sneered, "Since you can't afford it, just go away and cool off. Don't delay my business."
"……you!"
Wan Lingmo was about to explode when a loud shout suddenly came from outside the crowd: "Well said!"
Du Yuan's face darkened slightly. He looked back and saw the crowd parting and two Jindan cultivators arriving.
The two people who came were a man and a woman, both dressed in black robes with fire patterns, and their identities were self-evident.
"The true message from the Blazing Flame Sect has arrived!"
"That man is Dong Jinghuan, the senior disciple of Dangchen Peak. Could the woman be... the newly promoted senior disciple of Cangyue Peak?"
“…”
The crowd was talking, Xiang Sheng rolled his eyes, and looked indifferently at the two people from the Chiyan Sect standing in front of him.
Xiang Sheng had already seen what kind of person Dong Jinghuan was, so there was no need to explain more.
The other young woman was the one who had just spoken for her. She looked unfamiliar and they had never met before. Why was she helping her?
Before Xiang Sheng could finish his thoughts, he heard the woman speak: "Little sister, I am Lin Beilan, and I share the same master as your brother. You can call me Senior Sister."
Xiang Sheng suddenly realized that she was Lu Jin's junior sister. No wonder she was so affectionate.
"Little sister, where have you been these days?"
Lin Beilan's words were filled with sadness and regret: "You must have suffered a lot. If I had been there, I would never have let you wander around. I really feel sorry for you, brother..."
Xiang Sheng listened expressionlessly, without saying a word.
Regardless of whether Lin Beilan's feelings were genuine or fake, the real members of the Lu family had long since died. She had no hatred or anything else in her heart.
The purpose of setting up the plan today is just for the purpose of cultivation.
As for Lu Zhu's revenge, she will take it, but not now.
"Lin Beilan, if you want to mourn, you have to find the right place."
Wan Lingmo mocked coldly, "The grass on Lu Jin's grave is already ten feet high, and you're just crying today. No wonder the witch didn't react to you at all."
"Wan Lingmo!"
Lin Beilan stood up suddenly, staring at the other person with a pair of red eyes, "The enemies of the Lu family are the enemies of me, Lin Beilan. If you hadn't hidden yourself away, I would have killed you!"
"You are so arrogant."
Wan Lingmo sneered, "You think you can kill me? Dream on."
"We'll see when the East Continent Competition comes."
Lin Beilan's pretty face was filled with fear. "I'm here today, and no one can interfere with my little sister Lu's business. Whatever she wants to buy or sell is entirely up to her. Anyone who dares to force her is going against me, Lin Beilan! And against my Blazing Flame Sect!"
"Junior Sister Lin."
Dong Jinghuan, who had remained silent the entire time, couldn't help but whisper, "The higher-ups only asked us to observe the situation, but didn't ask you to take on the responsibility."
Lin Beilan glanced at Dong Jinghuan coldly, not giving him any face at all, and said directly: "If you are afraid, go back. I will do the work and take the responsibility alone!"
Dong Jinghuan frowned slightly and said nothing more.
Wei Leyan stood in the crowd, watching the confrontation between the two sides, and was secretly shocked.
He had just returned and encountered such an interesting thing. He would feel sorry for himself if he didn't come to join in the fun.
"Have you guys had enough of arguing?"
Xiang Sheng stretched out his hand and flicked the groove of the formation, "If you keep arguing, we won't be able to do business anymore."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone realized that the masks in the grooves of the formation had been burned to ashes.
Du Yuan's face turned slightly ugly. Was this witch sure that they would extend her time, so she used a ninth-grade token to disgust them?
"Time is running out?"
Lin Beilan was startled and immediately took out his token and was about to throw it into the groove, but Xiang Sheng raised his hand to stop him.
"Senior Sister Lin, I can't bear your kindness."
Xiang Sheng pushed Lin Beilan's hand away and turned to look at Du Yuan: "Fellow Daoist Du, how about you come?"
Du Yuan's eyes darkened, and he walked to the groove without saying a word and threw in a wooden mask. The flames immediately transferred from the paper mask to the wooden mask.
Such an action not only stunned Lin Beilan on the spot, but also caused an uproar among the surrounding monks.
"Why is that?"
"Why did Du Yuan suddenly give in and pay an eighth-grade token?"
"Needless to say, Fengyue Sect must have been secretly contacting Tianqing Pavilion to locate the demon girl. If she slips away at this time, wouldn't it be a huge loss of a great opportunity?"
“…”
After hearing this, Lin Beilan finally reacted and hurriedly sent a message: "Little sister, where are you now? I'll rush over to protect you!"
Xiang Sheng ignored her, only looking at Du Yuan, curling his lips and chuckling: "Friend Du, make an offer."
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