Bi Xie laughed and said, "Great Ancestor, we have made some gains. Even if the peak masters hadn't come, I planned to have my disciples send some pills to my senior brothers."
Upon hearing this, True Lord Huaiming was overjoyed and hurried over, rubbing his hands together as he asked, "True Lord Fengxie, have you refined any Nascent Soul Pills this time? To be honest, True Lord Fengxie, in recent years I've vaguely felt that I'm about to break through, but something is always missing. If you had Nascent Soul Pills to strengthen my Nascent Soul, it would increase my chances of advancing to the Out-of-Body stage—"
At this point, True Lord Huaiming paused, probably still worried that Feng Xie would hold a grudge about his disciple Xingzhan bullying Wenzhu, and said with a fawning smile, "I can't just take True Lord Feng Xie's pills for nothing. So, if True Lord Feng Xie has these pills, I'm willing to exchange them with you for spirit stones or magic treasures and talismans."
Seeing the excited and expectant look in Huaiming Zhenjun's eyes, Bi Xie said calmly, "The Nascent Soul Pill requires Bodhi Flowers. This spiritual herb is precious, and I do not have any stored. If Huaiming Zhenjun wants the Nascent Soul Pill, he will have to collect this spiritual herb himself. At that time, I may be able to refine it for Huaiming Zhenjun. However, I have never refined this pill before, so I dare not say that I can refine it 100% successfully."
Upon hearing this, True Lord Huaiming smiled brightly: "Then I'll have to trouble True Lord Fengxie. I'll go and pick these Bodhi flowers in a few days—"
“Ahem, Senior Brother Huaiming, the Youle Valley Secret Realm will open next month, and all four major sects will be there. This Bodhi flower grows in a place devoid of spirits, and its traces are hard to find. Why don’t you wait until the Youle Valley Secret Realm trial is over before you go to pick the spiritual herb? It won’t be too late then,” True Monarch Xieyang reminded him.
Huaiming Zhenjun's face stiffened, his displeasure evident. He waved his hand and said, "I'm not going to join in the fun. The Youle Valley Trial is held every year, and there's nothing fun about it. If a bunch of old men like us go, we'll just be drinking tea and watching, seeing which sect's disciples have tamed the highest-level spirit beast. It's incredibly boring."
The smiles on the faces of True Lord Xiyang and True Lord Xiaoyi both cracked open.
Old geezer?
It's one thing for me to be unkempt and look like a filthy old man, but why drag them into it!
Xiao Yi Zhenjun snorted lightly: "Sect Leader, please don't try to persuade him anymore. I think Senior Brother Huaiming's heart has already flown to the land of no spirit. Anyway, no outstanding disciples have emerged from Ji Mu Peak during the annual Youle Valley Trials. This Xing Zhan is a good prospect, but unfortunately he is arrogant and narrow-minded. He even fights with disciples from other peaks in private."
Upon hearing this, True Lord Huaiming immediately jumped up and shouted, "You wicked old man! I think you're just jealous that True Lord Fengxie agreed to help me refine pills, that's why you bring up such a sore subject. I think you should stop calling yourself True Lord Xiaoyi and start calling yourself True Lord Xiaoxiao!"
He had finally managed to get Feng Xie Zhenjun to agree to help him refine pills, but Xiao Yi Zhenjun stabbed him in the back by bringing up the grudge between Xing Zhan and Wen Zhu.
As he was explaining the whole story to his junior brother, the sect leader, on the way, the wicked old man overheard him.
Despicable! Shameless! Petty person!
Huaiming Zhenjun was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.
When True Lord Xiaoyi heard True Lord Huaiming call him a "bad old man," his face turned green with anger: "True Lord Huaiming, I was just stating the facts. What? Your disciple broke the rules by fighting privately. Does True Lord Huaiming intend to protect him? Don't judge a gentleman by your own petty standards!"
"You, you treacherous villain, you've infuriated me!" True Lord Huaiming rolled up his sleeves. "If you've got the guts, don't use your spiritual power, let's fight one-on-one! What's the point of just talking? Everyone knows you're a smooth-talking old man—"
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