Chapter 179 The First Time He Opened His Mouth He Was an Old Bandit
Blood fell onto the pale blue brocade, rolling into blood beads, which then rolled down the robe to the ground as the person moved, dripping all the way and forming a bloody path.
Feng Yi held his unconscious junior sister in his arms, his eyes flashing with heavy anger.
Cang Li resigned himself to carrying the younger disciple, while the older disciple he was carrying was still murmuring, "I can do it, Master, I can still hold on."
Cangli sneered and loosened his grip on Yan Qing, and the tall young man fell headfirst to the ground.
Ju Yuan was quick to pick up Yan Qing again.
Feng Chao held Jin Xuan in his arms and stuffed a pill into her mouth, saying in a gentle tone, "It's okay, Jin Xuan, let's take a nap and we'll be home soon."
Ni Jinxuan murmured softly, "Little Master..."
Feng Chao glanced at Feng Yi, hesitated for a moment, and said, "She's fine, don't worry."
Only then did Ni Jinxuan feel at ease and closed her eyes.
Xia Tianwu was about to fall, but was held by a soft hand. "Are you okay?"
She looked to her side in a trance and saw a familiar woman wearing the uniform of a disciple of Ji Shizong.
It seems like...it's someone Junior Master knows?
"Jeong Sejong Du Shao, I can hold you, just sleep peacefully." Du Shao said softly.
Only then did Xia Tianwu feel at ease and put the weight on Du Shao.
The five disciples of the Supreme Sect all closed their eyes, and the remaining one hundred and twenty were not much better.
On the seats in the open space of the square, Jesejong's disciples and masters were busy moving around, diagnosing pulses and prescribing medicines. The fragmented discussions became the finale of a farce.
Before Jiang Liang could arrive, Du Shao's master was invited in front of several people from the Supreme Sect and was the first to check Lin Du's pulse.
"Spiritual power is overdrawn, consciousness is exhausted, heart vessels are ruptured... we have to give him acupuncture to heal his pulse quickly." Su Mu frowned, and his pretty face was tinged with a bit of pain and anxiety.
Upon hearing this, Du Shao paused Xia Tian's pulseless hand and asked, "Master... can he still be saved?"
Su Mu was silent for a moment, "Let me stabilize the situation first, then we'll talk."
The long sword in Yan Ye's hand had not yet disappeared. He stood in front of a group of powerful men and said in a very cold voice, "I have raised my apprentice for nine years. The annual medical expenses are countless. I finally raised her to be able to move and jump like this. Because of your so-called momentary carelessness and unexpected mistakes, she has now become a life-or-death situation. Do you still want to shirk your responsibility?"
"How dare you?"
In front of Yan Ye, everyone was overwhelmed by his aura and could only obey.
"Forgive me, Immortal Lord. Please forgive me, Immortal Lord."
"This is also..."
"You don't have to give me those high-sounding excuses." Yan Ye frowned, "Speak to me of something practical."
Several powerful men looked at each other with panic in their eyes, all of them at a loss as to what to do.
The head of King Sejong of Je Province is arranging for his disciples to treat patients and is not here. These powerful people have been respectable people all their lives, but at this moment they don't know what to say.
But what should we do?
"What Immortal Yanye meant is that we have to pay compensation." Feng Yi walked over from the side, "Compensation that is in line with the actual situation."
"Not only Lin Du has to pay, but all other disciples have to pay. The medical expenses for 125 people must not be reduced." Feng Yi added, "After all, you know how much resources it takes to train a sect elite. In addition to the medical expenses, everything lost in breaking the formation must be compensated."
Feng Yi spoke in an official tone, fulfilling his duty. "Lin Du is now in critical condition and needs a large amount of natural treasures to survive. The other four are also seriously injured. We will sort out the specific bills and send them to everyone."
"We will then explain to the public that although this accident had nothing to do with you, you still stepped forward to compensate all the injured disciples. The Supreme Sect highly praises your humanity in protecting the young people of Zhongzhou."
Yan Ye raised his eyebrows impatiently, "What are you sorting out? It's too troublesome. Right now, don't let me say it a second time. My apprentice is worth at least one million high-grade spirit stones. Give me all the natural treasures that can keep him alive."
The public image that Feng Yi had worked so hard to create completely collapsed. He looked helplessly at the cold and noble-looking white-haired immortal, and the moment he opened his mouth he turned into a bandit.
"You didn't realize there was a traitor among you, and you didn't even think of re-examining the matter. You had many opportunities to stop the secret realm, but you failed to stop the damage in time. I killed that man with one sword because he was extremely evil, but you are also to blame. I spared your lives to accumulate merit for my apprentice."
Seeing that those people were still motionless, Yan Ye finally lost his patience and said, "If Lin Du doesn't survive today, you will all be guilty."
This statement was so arrogant and unreasonable, but there was nothing the few people could do about it.
Yan Ye's long sword swung lightly in the air, without even carrying any intimidating spiritual power, only the faint sound of cutting through the air.
Just like that, one of them said quickly, "Here, here, here, I'll give you 200 spirit crystals. Here are also the Moon Mysterious Fruit and this White Jade Red Sun Grass. This is my personal compensation to little friend Lin Du."
"There are four more in our sect, all of whom are on the Qingyun List. Each of them receives 500,000 top-grade spirit stones." Feng Yi reminded.
The man's face turned pale, and he took out two more boxes. "Here is my coffin book, one hundred spirit crystals, and a bottle of vitality-replenishing pills, with eight pills in total."
Yan Ye remained calm, Feng Yi nodded slightly and took the thing.
One by one, the old men handed over the savings they had accumulated over half their lives, and only then did they breathe a sigh of relief.
Who would have thought that after Yan Ye and Feng Yi left, what greeted them were the half-smiling faces of the leaders such as Gui Yuanzong.
Several of them had droopy faces. They had to give face to the Supreme Sect. After all, there was a scary living King Yan standing there. But these few... If they all gave according to the Supreme Sect's offer, they would still not have enough even if they emptied their family fortunes!
Just as the head of Gui Yuan Sect and other sect leaders were arguing with these powerful men, Ju Yuan and Cang Li, two fellow disciples, came over hand in hand. They interrupted them and said, "Sorry to bother you."
"We are still the first place in the Supreme Sect team competition, right?"
“I haven’t received my reward yet.”
The Mighty Ones: …
"Here, here, give, give."
Ju Yuan took the Qiankun Box and said with a smile, "You guys continue, you guys continue."
Cangli took a step forward, then turned back and seemed to be about to say something.
Da Neng made a bitter face, "What's wrong?"
"The materials you used to dismantle the secret realm are all garbage, right?" Cangli Junxiu had a friendly smile on his face, and scanned everyone's faces with his eyes, "It seems that you don't want them anymore, so we will clean them up for you."
"As my junior sister said, I have a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder and a mysophobia. I can't stand seeing garbage piled up like a mountain."
Great Power: You call the materials that make up the advanced man-made secret realm garbage?
One of them grabbed the leader of the Loose Cultivator Alliance and said, "Forget it, forget it. Just give it to them. That's the Supreme Sect."
The head of Guiyuan Sect and Master Pei Qin who witnessed the whole process said: I’ve learned something!