The disciples of the Lingzong sect all showed disdain and contempt.
Even though things have progressed to this point, this old woman still has the nerve to come to the Spirit Sect.
And they arrogantly demanded that their junior sister come to see her.
Who does she think she is?
The shamelessness of the sect leader's wife is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
"What kind of attitude is this? I am Wei Qinghe's elder!"
A girl's voice, as gentle as water and as melodious as a song, came from the void, "Elder? We're not related, so what kind of elder are you?"
The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a white tiger carrying a beautiful young woman.
The woman possessed stunning beauty and extraordinary temperament; the Lingzong Daoist robe she wore made her appear even more graceful and elegant.
Who else could it be but Wei Qinghe?
The sect leader's wife hadn't seen Wei Qinghe for a long time. In her eyes, Wei Qinghe used to be just an ordinary person without cultivation, but she had to admit that Wei Qinghe's appearance was exceptionally good.
She used to think that Wei Qinghe taking care of her and getting her top-quality pills was something a junior should do.
Until the appearance of Liuli Zhenjun, there was no harm without comparison.
She only knew that Liuli Zhenjun was no ordinary person, but after getting to know him, she realized that Wei Qinghe was truly a good person.
Upon seeing Wei Qinghe again, the sect leader's wife was momentarily lost in thought.
Having seen Wei Qinghe so many times, the gentle and graceful Wei Qinghe seemed to give her a sense of amazement and unapproachability every time she saw her after she left the Nanfeng Sect.
"Wei Qinghe, you've finally shown yourself." The sect leader's wife seemed somewhat displeased.
"I've done nothing wrong, so why would I dare to show my face?" Wei Qinghe retorted. Xiaobai carried her to the ground, but Wei Qinghe did not get off.
The white tiger's power was so great that neither humans nor beasts dared to underestimate it, and some even felt a sense of respect.
"Wei Qinghe, is this how you treat your elders?"
The sect leader's wife was even more certain of Wei Qinghe's identity; she really was the daughter of Eternal Heavenly Venerable.
Damn it, why didn't you say so back then?
If Wei Qinghe had helped Dai Xingyu even a little back then, Dai Xingyu and Nanfeng Sect would have risen in status along with Ling Sect.
With Dai Xingyu's talent, he might already have secured a place for himself in the immortal sect.
Then there would be no need for the True Lord of Glazed Glass, and he wouldn't have to suffer grievances when he got old.
Now she's blaming everything on Wei Qinghe.
“I have no connection with your Nanfeng Sect for a long time. What kind of attitude do you want? My father is the Eternal Heavenly Venerable. According to seniority, I should be above you.”
The sect leader's wife was speechless after being rebuked. She snorted coldly and cursed Wei Qinghe in her heart.
“Wei Qinghe, I’m not going to beat around the bush anymore. Give me back the mountain of my Nanfeng Sect and immediately dismantle the formation.”
If she had known there was a spiritual vein at the foot of that mountain, she would never have given it to Wei Qinghe, even if it meant her death. Fortunately, Wei Qinghe probably doesn't know yet, and the spiritual vein is still there.
Wei Qinghe smiled. She knew all along that the sect leader's wife wouldn't come looking for anything good; it was probably about the spiritual veins at the foot of the mountain.
"It seems you really are getting old, your memory is not good at all. That mountain was mortgaged to me by your Nanfeng Sect. It's not impossible to redeem it. It was originally calculated to be 1.5 million spirit stones, but now you only need to give 2 million spirit stones."
"Two million spirit stones? Wei Qinghe, why don't you just rob me!" The sect leader's wife gasped in anger.
"Robbery? It seems you really don't know how many spirit stones your Nanfeng Sect used. If it weren't for the sake of our grandmothers, it would have been much more than this." Wei Qinghe stroked Xiaobai's fur, looking somewhat nonchalant, yet commanding respect.
"Top-grade pills are priceless and hard to find. Judging from your current appearance, I can tell that you have been out of pills for a long time. Even if you didn't know the price before, you should know it now, right?"
You've consumed top-grade pills for five years, and the Nanfeng Sect has spent five years' worth of spirit stones. Do the math yourself—is two million spirit stones a lot?
The sect leader's wife was speechless again. She knew before that top-grade pills were very expensive, but they were good for the body. And since they were made with Wei Qinghe's spirit stones, she didn't think there was anything wrong with them.
But when Wei Qinghe questioned her like this today, she simply didn't dare to actually calculate it.
At that time, all she knew was that Wei Qinghe possessed spirit stones, and she and the entire Nanfeng Sect should have been content to enjoy them.
They didn't even consider how a woman from a small family could have so many spirit stones.
If they had discovered the clues earlier, they certainly wouldn't have let Dai Xingyu divorce Wei Qinghe, nor would they have let Liuli Zhenjun enter the family.
After Wei Qinghe left, she didn't even get to eat many ordinary pills, let alone top-grade ones.
"That's all in the past. You gave it to yourself willingly back then, so how could you have the nerve to ask for spirit stones back? Has your Spirit Sect become so poor?"
"Old woman, shut up! Stop uttering such vile words!" The disciples of the Ling Sect were so angry they wanted to stab her with their swords.
The sect leader's wife trembled with fear, but her words remained defiant: "You want to bully the weak with numbers? Let me tell you, if you dare lay a hand on me, I will definitely report you to Feixian City and let the entire Tianyuan Continent know that your Ling Sect bullies the weak with numbers, abuses its power, and preys on the vulnerable!"
"It seems I've arrived at just the right time. Why don't you bear witness?" A magnetic yet cold voice suddenly rang out.
The young man, dressed in flowing blue robes and with his black hair flowing like a waterfall, arrived on a sword, looking like an immortal descending from heaven.
Fuyue Daozun's gaze fell indifferently on the sect leader's wife.
The sect leader's wife trembled slightly; she hadn't expected to encounter Daoist Fuyue here.
"Daoist Master Fuyue..."
Fuyue Daozun hovered on his sword above, looking down at the sect leader's wife. "Tell me, how did the Ling Sect bully the weak and bully the many? I happen to be going to Feixian City, so I might as well pass on your message to the city lord."
Even though his young girl and Dai Xingyu had no connection at all, this old woman still had the nerve to chase after him all the way to the Ling Sect.
"I, I..." In front of Daoist Fuyue, the sect leader's wife lost all her arrogance and dared not utter a word.
The fifteenth senior brother was furious. "Daoist Fuyue, you don't know this, but this old woman came to ask Junior Sister for the mountain that Nanfeng Sect mortgaged. She even used all sorts of provocative and humiliating words to provoke and insult Junior Sister."
"You still want that mountain?" Daoist Fuyue knew the reason, of course. He looked at Wei Qinghe, who smiled.
A thin blush instantly spread across the handsome face of Daoist Fuyue.
He had been suppressing the mimosa poison in his body very well, but he would always completely break down in front of Wei Qinghe.
But he couldn't help wanting to find Wei Qinghe and see her.
He made a hand seal from his sleeve, "It's not that I can't give it to you, just exchange it for the corresponding amount of spirit stones."
"So many cultivators witnessed the mortgage back then. Even if this matter is brought up to Flying Immortal City, your Southern Maple Sect will still be in the wrong."
The sect leader's wife certainly wouldn't dare to actually cause trouble in Feixian City; she just wanted to scare Wei Qinghe and the Lingzong disciples.
A meaningful smile played on the handsome face of Daoist Fuyue. "Didn't you form a marriage alliance with the Azure Sword Sect? You can borrow from them, after all, Daoist Xinghui is quite wealthy..."
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