THE CULTIVATION OF BESIDE DEVIL CULTIVATOR
451: It's Time to Write a Poem
A voice from behind shocked everyone.
Elder Chen Ye looked across and saw a man standing there. At first glance he looks ordinary. But for some reason, he felt something was wrong.
The man's attitude and presence should be unusual when his aura is so strong.
“Who are you, fellow disciples?” Elder Chen Ye asked as he bowed politely.
“I was given a task by someone to come here and do what I have to do,” the man said.
“May I know who entrusted this task to you and what you should do here?” Elder Chen Ye asked.
He sensed danger, especially at the man's vast aura, which looked like a gigantic aura.
After thinking for a moment, the man said something that made everyone dumbfounded.
“I came to take your life.”
“How dare you ?!” Elder Chen Ye's aura erupted as he attacked with his palm.
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The palm of the hand dissolved, but Elder Chen Ye had disappeared into the sky. He's running away.
Elder Chen Ye was feeling restless. He was afraid that this person would be invincible.
The crowd below was confused. Some are not sure what to do. Chi Tian had already guessed it, but he was not so sure of the events that were happening here.
It's thundering!
The power in the sky rumbled. After that, everything started to calm down.
Elder Chen Ye fell hard to the ground. His body was struck by destructive power. He can't even move a single muscle.
The man came down from above. He looked calm and serene.
“Are you Chi Tian?” he suddenly looked towards Chi Tian amidst the crowd. “Ya.. Yes, right,” said Chi Tian. He did not dare to be disrespectful. “He's yours now. You know what to do, right?” said the man.
Chi Tian nodded. "I understand."
He then approached Elder Chen Ye, unsheathed a long blade, and thrust it down under the gaze of the group.
Elder Chen Ye was surprised.
“Do you think I won't do it? You dare look at me like that?” Chi Tian scowled as he took out a dagger and thrust it into the old man's neck. “Do you know how long I've been waiting for today?”
He continued to stab Elder Chen Ye in the neck. 'When you slaughtered my wife and children, did you ever think this day would come? Do you think your profound cultivation can save you from my hatred? Are you sure you can do whatever you want?”
The blade entered and came out from Elder Chen Ye's neck, and the shadow of death filled him with terror.
No one dared to save him.
He was stabbed repeatedly until he died.
Chi Tian was covered in blood. He saw the woman.
"Pills?" She asked.
“A-pills what?” the woman stuttered.
The strong man had yet to leave, so they did not dare to act rashly.
“Cheal pills,” says Chi Tian.
“It... It's here,” he said as he pulled out a small bottle.
Chi Tian took the bottle and looked at the woman. “Did I steal it?” 'DI-no.' The woman shook her head.
“Now, it's mine. Tell me, did I snatch it from you?” Chi Tian asked again. 'IN-no, ' said the woman fearfully. “I. You didn't snatch it.” Chi Tian slapped him and left.
As soon as Chi Tian left, the strong man also disappeared from the scene.
Jiang Hao was wandering outside. He was thinking about whether he should sell the Heaven Rejuvenation Pill he had.
Right now, he had a sufficient amount of spirit stones. He had a total of nearly 35,000 spirit stones. Selling pills can make you more money, although the prices here are somewhat lower.
Near the Heavenly Note Sect, he could sell them for seven thousand to eight thousand each, but here, usually found them for four or five thousand. Sometimes, the price is lower.
After some thought, he spent three thousand spirit stones to purchase the Heavenly Return Pill. Even at such a price, he was still able to obtain a decent profit in the Heavenly Note Sect.
He kept walking through the market and found some collars. “How much is a Primordial Spirit Collar?” Jiang Hao asked. “5,000 spirit stones,” said the middle-aged seller. “How about that Golden Core?” Jiang Hao asked.
“2,500,” said the seller.
Jiang Hao nodded. The price was cheaper compared to in the Heavenly Note Sect, and the quality should not be much different. However, five thousand for the Primordial Spirit Collar was rather expensive.
He hesitated and then prepared to leave.
The seller called him back. "Wait a minute. Dude, are you really interested in buying this?”
“Can you offer lower price?” Jiang Hao asked. “It depends which one you want.”
“Primordial Spirit Collar.”
“I'll give you two hundred discount. I guarantee you will not find a better price on this road.”
"Certainly that?"
“You can go for a walk and see it for yourself, but I cannot guarantee that this item will not sell out for a while. Anyway, this is the last one.”
Jiang Hao frowned.
After several exchanges, he managed to purchase a Primordial Spirit Collar for 4,500 spirit stones.
Later, he saw a few other necklaces but did not bother to ask for the price. Once he bought something, he chose not to know the price of the other item afterwards.
“Primordial Spirit Collar for 4,400 spirit stones? Are you kidding me?! Waitaminute!
Don'tgo. I'll sell it to you.”
It seemed that someone had managed to negotiate a lower price.
Jiang Hao was silent.
Today, he had lost another hundred spirit stones.
After which, Jiang Hao stopped at a dessert tavern. He ordered an ordinary cake and sealed it with a spatial seal the size of his palm. He made sure he had everything he needed.
After his preparations were done, he left the market and found two people blocking his way.
It was Wan Xiu and Si Cheng once again.
After a while, the three of them sat in the dining room of a noisy inn. Despite the noise, the place had a cozy atmosphere, and the wine was fragrant. “Do you two have anything important to discuss with me?” Jiang Hao asked.
“We consider this a poetic encounter among friends. Can't we take the time to drink and write poetry together?” Wan Xiu smiled.
'Who among us knows how to write poetry?' Jiang Hao thought to say this but found it somewhat offensive.
“I'm here on behalf of someone.” Si Cheng placed the jade pendant on the table.
“This is a gift from the Bright Moon Sect to you.”
Jiang Hao received the jade pendant and saw the character of “Color Moon” written on it. This was the third jade pendant he received.
“You can use this jade pendant to ask for the help of the Bright Moon Sect once. This may not be their full support, but they will definitely do their best,” Si Cheng said.
Jiang Hao looked at the jade pendant and pushed it back to Si Cheng. “I shouldn't receive rewards without contributing.”
The jade pendant was most likely sent to him because people thought he had helped during the Establishment of the Heavenly Dao Foundation. They may not know for sure if he is actually taking action.
They may just be suspicious. There's no evidence. Although the jade pendant was quite tempting, yet the responsibility was simply too great. He might not be able to handle it.
Moreover, if he were to accept it, he would probably make sure that it was he who had helped the purple aura. That's hazardous. Although they would seemingly not take action against him, who could tell what they might do in secret?
Considering all this, it was best not to accept that jade pendant.
Si Cheng did not insist. He put away the jade pendant. “Then, why don't you make a poem, friend?”
Jiang Hao was silent.
He felt the need to create a poem to get rid of them..