Chapter 219 Life is worthless

Shui Yurong had a good impression of Gao Xian, and because of this, she could not stand Gao Xian's neglect of her.

It couldn't be considered as neglect, but Gao Xian didn't bow down and take the initiative to show goodwill, nor did he say a single soft word, which made Shui Yurong feel very uncomfortable.

Zhang Dongling just said that the other party is a foundation-building cultivator from Lianyun Sect.

The Qingyun Sect has thirty-six sects under its jurisdiction, and the Lianyun Sect is a small sect at the bottom.

To Shui Yurong, Zhang Dongling and the others, Lianyun Sect was just a sect name, and they would never have any contact with Lianyun Sect in their entire lives, let alone care about the people or things in Lianyun Sect.

Today they had an unexpected encounter with the Lianyun Sect, so Shui Yurong and the others naturally put on the airs of a major sect and looked down on Gao Xian from a superior position.

In fact, the cultivators of Qingyun Sect all have this kind of arrogant attitude towards the thirty-six sects under their jurisdiction. The difference lies in how they express their arrogance.

When facing a small sect like Lianyun Sect, there is naturally no need to hide anything.

Zhang Dongling, Shui Yurong and Zheng Ting did not expect that the other party would dare to reject them, but the three of them had different personalities, and Shui Yurong was the most direct.

Hearing Shui Yurong's domineering and tough words, Zhou Ye's old face turned very ugly.

He looked at Gao Xian worriedly. If a conflict broke out between him and the direct descendants of the Qingyun Sect's foundation-building cultivators in Qingyun City, no matter how powerful Gao Xian was, he would definitely suffer a loss.

If things go wrong, Gao Xian's life will be ruined. Even an old man like him will be implicated and his life will be in danger!

Daniu's face flushed with anger, his muscles were stiff, and his tightly clenched fists were trembling slightly. He was honest and upright, and he couldn't stand this kind of bullying.

Wan Yingying was a little uneasy. She grabbed Gao Xian's sleeves tightly with her little hands, fearing that Gao Xian would just abandon her.

Gao Xian held Wan Yingying's little hand with pity. Her palms were cold and sweaty, and it was obvious that she was frightened.

He said to Shui Yurong, "I respect you fellow Daoists of Qingyun Sect very much, but I am a little disappointed by your aggressive behavior. Are you trying to bully others by taking advantage of your power?"

Gao Xian actually looked down on the several foundation-building cultivators. The strongest, Zhang Dongling, was not as good as Hu Lianhai, let alone the swordsmanship master Wang Yuanfeng.

This can be seen from their spiritual consciousness and magical power, the subtleties of which are somewhat rough.

The magical weapons carried by several people are quite good, and are much stronger than those of Wang Yuanfeng and others who have established their foundation.

Even so, Gao Xian was confident that he could kill them all in the blink of an eye.

After killing the third-level four-armed demon monkey, he gained a new understanding of combat.

Looking at these ordinary second-level foundation-building cultivators, they are really not worthy of my attention.

It was a small matter, not worth killing for. Even if you want to kill, there is no need to do it in Qingyun City.

Wantonly destroying the order and rules of Qingyun Sect is equivalent to challenging the entire Qingyun Sect. He would not do such a stupid thing.

Without waiting for Zhang Dongling to speak, Shui Yurong said proudly: "This is how the world of cultivators is. You don't have enough cultivation and power, so why would you fight us?"

She snorted coldly: "We are still giving you the dignity of a foundation-building cultivator. If you really don't know what's good for you, we can make you disappear with just one word!"

Zhang Dongling frowned slightly. He wanted to accept a disciple, but there was no need to make it so ugly. He put some pressure on the other party, let this kid know his own limits, and this kid would give in.

If this kid doesn't know how to live or die, you can find a way to kill him, but there's no need to say harsh words to his face. It's beneath your dignity! Zheng Ting felt that Shui Yurong's words were quite refreshing. They were all deacons of the sect and had considerable weight in the sect.

There is no need to be polite when facing a foundation-building cultivator from a small foreign sect.

What's more, although this kid seemed to speak in a friendly manner, he didn't show any sign of respect or concession.

In Qingyun City, it is not the turn of a young man to pretend to be strong! Zheng Ting said, "You are also a foundation-building cultivator, so you should be a smart person. You can't fight with us.

"Fellow Daoist Dongling is impressed by the girl's talent, which is a great thing for her. Why are you so stubborn and turn a good thing into a bad thing?"

He said in a persuasive manner: "Listen to my advice, let the girl become your disciple. She will have a bright future and you will have a few more friends."

Zheng Ting stroked his long beard with a bit of pride as he spoke, "We are not bragging, but we still have a say in Qingyun Sect and can get things done."

Shui Yurong snorted disdainfully. She didn't mean to be a bad person, and she had no interest in cooperating with Zheng Ting to be a good person.

There was no need to use both hard and soft tactics to deal with a kid who had just established his foundation. If he was obedient, it would be fine. If he was not obedient, he would know how powerful he was! Who would not suffer? When she was young, she was always bullied. Even if she had established her foundation, she had to be tolerant of the seniors. Finally, she had made it, but she still had to be polite to a strange young cultivator who had established his foundation. What a joke! The politeness and courtesy in the world of cultivators were reserved for the strong. The weak were not qualified to enjoy them.

It’s just that Zhang Dongling wanted to take in a disciple, and for the sake of her friend, she didn’t want to be too forceful.

Let Zheng Ting pretend to be a good person, as long as he can get things done.

However, seeing that the boy looked calm and at ease, she was afraid that he would not listen to anyone's advice.

Shui Yurong just couldn't stand Gao Xian's calmness. How could this kid be so calm in front of the three great monks? He didn't take them seriously at all.

Just as Shui Yurong expected, Gao Xian directly refused.

"My sister is still young and doesn't want to become my disciple. Thank you for your appreciation, fellow Taoist. I can only say sorry."

Gao Xian bowed and saluted, "I am very happy to meet you Taoist friends today. If there is a chance, I will treat you Taoist friends to a drink."

"I have something else to do today, so I'll take my leave now."

Gao Xian said, holding Wan Yingying's hand and turned away. Zhang Dongling's eyes showed a cold chill. This kid is really arrogant! But he didn't say anything.

Shui Yurong couldn't help it, she shouted: "Who told you to leave?!"

Wan Yingying was startled by Shui Yurong's sharp voice. Gao Xian stopped but did not turn around. He said calmly: "Why, do you want to fight?"

He laughed: "I heard that Qingyun City does not allow private actions. Are you, Qingyun Sect monks, going to take the lead in violating the sect's rules?"

Shui Yurong glanced at Zheng Ting and Zhang Dongling with a gloomy face. There are too many rules. If everything is done according to the rules, there will be no need to do anything.

They teamed up to kill Gao Xian. As long as they did it cleanly, they could put the blame on the other party. The Law Enforcement Court and the Patrol Court were all their own people. Who would interfere? ! Just looking at Zheng Ting's hesitant look, you can tell that this guy doesn't have the courage to do it.

Zhang Dongling had a gloomy expression. He was angry but not murderous. He probably didn't want to take direct action.

Shui Yurong looked down on the two men. The other party only had one person who was at the foundation building stage. It would be easy for the three of them to kill him. What was so scary about this!

The two men didn't want to fight, and it was too risky for her to fight alone. Although she was full of murderous intent and wanted to smash Gao Xian's handsome face, she didn't dare to do it.

The more Shui Yurong thought about it, the angrier she became. She glared at Zheng Ting.

Zheng Ting looked puzzled, wondering why Shui Yurong was so angry. It was just a small matter, but she acted like she was going to eat someone.

If the other party is disobedient, they will use some means to deal with him. When he suffers, he will naturally know how powerful they are.

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

It's not his style to personally engage in a fight.

Zhang Dongling's eyes flickered. He was proud of his status and was about to be transferred to another place for promotion. He didn't want to cause trouble at this time.

He couldn't bear to let Gao Xian go like this. The key point was that Wan Yingying was too valuable.

Let's put it this way, using spirit stones to make a simple estimate, Wan Yingying is worth at least one million spirit stones! Compared to such a huge value, murder and arson are nothing!

Zhang Dongling thought of using some tricks to control the other party, but then he thought that letting Gao Xian go would cause too many variables.

"etc."

Zhang Dongling called Gao Xian and said in a deep voice: "For cultivators of my generation, those who are capable should be given priority. I will not use the power of the sect to pressure you. Let's go to the sword arena. If I win, the girl will be mine. If you win, you can take her away. I will not pester you anymore."

Gao Xian smiled and said, "That's not good. My cultivation is shallow and I don't know how to control my strength. If I accidentally hurt a fellow Taoist, it would be a sin."

Zhang Dongling said calmly: "Everyone has to rely on their own abilities when they are on the sword fighting stage. I died at the hands of a fellow Taoist, but that was because I was not good enough in martial arts, so I can't blame others."

"Okay, I agree."

Gao Xian readily agreed that this little matter could definitely be solved by asking Yun Qiu Shui, but there was no point in doing so.

The other party wanted to fight and decide the winner, which was exactly what he wanted.

Shui Yurong suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist Gao is so powerful, he must have extraordinary skills. I also want to learn from him."

Gao Xianlang smiled and said, "Welcome. It is a pleasure for us to meet friends through Dharma."

Shui Yurong was greatly surprised. Why did this person seem so eager to agree?

Zhang Dongling said loudly: "We will be waiting for you at the sword testing platform at noon tomorrow."

"I will definitely be there on time, everyone, see you there."

Gao Xian said this as he flicked his long sleeves and walked out of the yard taking Wan Yingying’s hand.

Zhou Ye's face was full of sorrow. He carefully bowed deeply to several foundation-building monks before backing away.

Da Niu had no respect for the Foundation Establishment monks. He turned around in a hurry to catch up with Gao Xian without even looking at them.

After a few people left, only the middle-aged Fang Ya was left standing at the door with an awkward smile.

The middle-aged Fang Ya ran back, firstly to curry favor with Zhang Dongling, and secondly to take the opportunity to see the excitement.

After all, he might not encounter such a big thing once in his life. He would have something to brag about it later. In the industry, this is called seniority, and others would look up to him wherever they go.

Shui Yurong looked at the middle-aged Fang Ya with disgust, "This is what you should see, why don't you get out of here."

The woman's voice was as sharp as a needle. The middle-aged Fang Ya turned pale with fright. He felt as if his heart was pierced by that voice. He staggered back a few steps, his legs went weak and he sat on the ground.

The middle-aged Fang Ya didn't dare to stay any longer. He struggled and crawled out of the yard.

Before he left, he could still faintly hear the woman talking: "Find someone to check this kid's background. He must be quite capable to be so confident in taking on the challenge..."

After the middle-aged Fang Ya left the Zhang family mansion, his heart was beating wildly. When he left Anshanfang, he felt dizzy.

As he struggled to the door of his house, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then his whole body convulsed and he collapsed to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, dirty blood flowed out of the middle-aged Fang Ya's mouth, and the light in his eyes gradually dissipated.

At the last moment of his life, he suddenly thought of the woman's sharp shouting, and he suddenly realized that it was the woman who killed him with a secret technique...

(End of this chapter)