Chapter 33-Alliance?
The coldness around Chu Linyuan seemed to have intensified.
Xie Zhao's smile froze for a moment, but then returned to normal, even brighter. "Oh? A thousand spirit stones? No big deal!" He waved his hand, as if to say a thousand copper coins. "But, Master Tiegu, you see, we just arrived, and these spirit stones won't last long..."
He changed the subject and stared at Tie Kuang with burning eyes: "The Valley Master seemed to have some complaints about the Holy Son Ling Xiao of the Tianjian Sect...?" He keenly caught the contempt and resentment that flashed in Tie Kuang's eyes when he mentioned Ling Xiao.
Tie Kuang was stunned for a moment, then his face showed resentment, and he no longer concealed it, and said in a muffled voice: "Huh! Tianjian Sect?
He's so arrogant, relying on his status as a sword master! Last year, we finally found a piece of 'Star Gold' in our valley. We wanted to ask their sect's weapon-refining elders to help refine and purify it, but the price he offered was only 70% of the market price! What happened?
He wasn't even allowed in! That lackey of Ling Xiao's was still saying, "How can the garbage materials from Baiduan Valley be worthy of polluting the earth fire of Tianjian Sect?" Bah! What the hell!
He became angrier as he spoke, and the iron pier next to him was also waving a big hammer in indignation.
"That's right!" A crisp voice suddenly interrupted.
Everyone turned around and saw that it was the female cultivator Liu Qingyi from Medicine King Valley.
She came over at some point, followed by several disciples from Medicine King Valley.
She bent down to pick up the broken pieces of the medicine bottle. With a gentle yet resolute expression on her face, she nodded slightly to Xie Zhao and the others, "Liu Qingyi of the Medicine King Valley. Your methods just now... were truly astonishing."
She paused and looked at Tie Kuang, "Master Tie Gu is right. These large sects, relying on their power, monopolize resources, suppress smaller sects, and plunder without any excuses. Aren't there many such cases?"
Take our Medicine King Valley, for example. The annual tribute of 'Fire Cloud Grass' paid to the Danxia Sect almost empties out 30% of the valley's medicinal fields! Any delay will lead to all sorts of difficulties!"
Her words resonated with many of the monks from the small sects who were watching, and low murmurs of agreement and sighs were heard from the crowd.
Xie Zhao looked at Liu Qingyi and Tie Kuang, then at the monks from the small sects around him who felt the same way, and the smile on his face became much more sincere.
He cupped his fists and looked around: "My fellow cultivators! The Immortal Alliance Competition should be a grand event for cultivators from all over the world to exchange ideas and learn from each other, and to jointly achieve immortality! How can it be reduced to a stage for some major sects to show off their power and bully the weak?!"
His voice was clear and bright, carrying a strange appeal: "Though our Guixu Sect may be poor and broken, our bones are strong and our spines are straight! Today, we sailed this shabby boat here to tell everyone that the path to immortality is not about who has the most magnificent magic weapon or the strongest backer! It's about who has the strongest heart and the most powerful means!"
His eyes swept across the crooked "Ke CP" number, across the broken white jade floor tiles, and finally fixed on Chu Linyuan's cold profile. His voice suddenly rose, with a heroic spirit of burning his boats:
"The Immortal Alliance wants to punish you? Come on!"
"A big sect wants to be trampled? Come on!"
"We in the Guixu Sect have nothing but a strong character and a heart that dares to poke a hole in the sky!"
"If you all think highly of us, in this great competition, we, the Guixu Sect, are willing to stand together with all our fellow believers who are unwilling to be humiliated and unwilling to bow their heads!"
The powerful words are like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake!
After a brief silence, Tie Kuang of Baiduan Valley slapped his thigh suddenly, his face flushed with excitement: "Well said! Thank you, fellow Daoist! Guixu Sect! You are so brave! I, Tie Kuang, make friends with you! Regarding the spirit stones, although my Baiduan Valley is also poor, we can always help out if we pool our money together!" Tiedun and Lao Qian behind him also nodded vigorously.
Liu Qingyi's beautiful eyes sparkled with excitement as she bowed to Xie Zhaoying, "Thank you, Daoist Fellow, for your quick words. Qingyi admires you. Although Medicine King Valley is weak, we will be there for you if needed!"
Many cultivators from small sects around were also ignited by these words. They all clasped their fists in greeting, and there was less alienation in their eyes, and more recognition and a hint of warmth of shared hatred.
Although no one dared to shout for war like Xie Zhao did, an invisible alliance seemed to have quietly formed among this group of "poor guys" who were marginalized by the big sects.
Chu Linyuan looked at Xie Zhao, who was in high spirits and eloquent beside him, and then looked at the monks from small sects who were instigated around him. In the depths of his cold eyes, there seemed to be a very faint ripple flashing.
He remained silent, but the hand that was holding the Frost Sword loosened slightly.
Su Tang's face flushed with excitement. The photo stone faithfully recorded this scene: "'The Poor Ghost Alliance declares! The Guixu Sect raises its arms and the smaller sects' blood boils!'...Explosive moment! Another explosive moment!"
Uncle Chen was still sweeping the floor slowly, seemingly oblivious to the noise around him.
However, when he swept the area under the feet of the people from Guixu Sect, the tip of the broom paused, and his turbid old eyes seemed to glance at Xie Zhao, then dropped their eyes and continued to concentrate on cleaning up the smoke and dust fragments that symbolized "filth".
The thick smoke of "KeCPhao" gradually dissipated, and the magnificent light of Wanxiantai fell again.
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