The several Sect Elders following behind looked at each other, completely failing to understand what act Elder Wu Xiang was putting on.
One moment he was shouting about invoking the Sect rules.
The next, he changed his Face faster than flipping a page?
Jiang Yuechu paused, her hand holding the cheng ying sword stopping in mid-air.
She looked expressionlessly at the Elder in front of her, who was smiling like a blooming old chrysanthemum.
"This sword..."
"Take it! Take it!" Elder Wu Xiang waved his hands repeatedly, saying with righteous indignation, "Junior Friend Jiang helped my Jieqing Sect slay demons and devils; your merit is great!"
"What does a mere broken sword matter!"
"If you like them, little friend, pick any sword on this altar! It is no matter even if you take a few more!"
As soon as these words were spoken.
The ten or so broken swords on the altar wailed in unison.
The cheng ying sword felt even more like weeping without tears.
Wait...
What is going on?!
Is this still the Jieqing Sect that treated them like ancestors?
"..."
Jiang Yuechu felt somewhat helpless.
Giving it one moment and not the next.
Was he playing with her?
"I don't want it anymore."
"Don't... don't be like that!"
Elder Wu Xiang quickly took a step forward and grabbed Jiang Yuechu's sleeve.
"How can Junior Friend Jiang be so serious... I was just trying to make a joke earlier to liven up the atmosphere... My fault, my fault."
Jiang Yuechu looked down at her grabbed sleeve, expressionless.
"I don't want it."
"You must have it!"
"I really don't want it anymore."
"Little friend! Listen to me! The spiritual swords within this Hidden Sword Tower were all left by the predecessors of my Jieqing Sect; they are imbued with the Qi of the Painting Realm, and their heritage is unfathomable!"
"If you can have a sword recognize you as its master, it will be a life-saving trump card when walking through Yunmeng Township in the future."
"I see that you have an extraordinary skeleton; this cheng ying sword is simply a match made in heaven for you! If you do not take it, it would be a waste of a heavenly gift, and my heart would ache!"
Jiang Yuechu quietly finished listening to this long-winded speech. After pondering for a moment, she suddenly brushed off the other's hand: "Then what benefit do I get if I take it?"
"..."
Hearing this.
Elder Wu Xiang looked at the Girl in Black Robes in front of him with slight astonishment.
No way.
You are actually setting conditions?!
Giving you a spiritual sword from a Painting Realm powerhouse for free, and you still ask me what the benefit is?
In all his years, he had never seen someone so unreasonable!
He suddenly turned his head and glared at the trembling True Lord Linghan to the side.
"Deacon Linghan!"
"You tell me, what benefit should we give Junior Friend Jiang?!"
True Lord Linghan shuddered.
Uh...
His Face instantly turned bitter. Elder Wu Xiang was, after all, a Sect Elder; how could he lower his Face to personally promise benefits to the other party?
But if this matter came from his own mouth and spread back to the Sect later, wouldn't he be gossiped about by the other Disciples?
But after all, he was the one who caused this trouble.
If he hadn't brought this girl into the Sword Pavilion without permission, there wouldn't be this mess.
He braced himself and spoke tentatively.
"Then... how about another Low Grade protective Spiritual Artifact?"
Hmm?
Jiang Yuechu raised an eyebrow slightly.
An undisguised look of disdain flashed across her exceptionally beautiful Face.
Although she didn't know exactly what this Spiritual Artifact was.
But she heard the words 'Low Grade' very clearly.
She, the great Jiang Yuechu, when had she ever used Low Grade things?!
He was treating her like a beggar.
Jiang Yuechu's expression turned displeased, and she tossed the shivering cheng ying sword back onto the altar.
She clapped her hands, her tone indifferent.
"Then forget it, I'd better not take it."
Having said that, she turned to walk out.
"No!"
Elder Wu Xiang shouted, no longer caring about his dignity as an Elder.
He took a step forward and blocked Jiang Yuechu.
His old Face turned red as he gritted his teeth.
"Medium Grade!"
"A Medium Grade Spiritual Artifact!!"
"I will personally go to the treasury and pick a Medium Grade protective Spiritual Artifact for you!"
Jiang Yuechu stopped.
Medium Grade?
That sounded a bit more pleasant.
She pondered slightly.
She understood the principle of quitting while ahead.
"Deal."
Jiang Yuechu nodded decisively.
She turned back to the altar and grabbed the cheng ying sword again.
Then she turned around and looked at Elder Wu Xiang: "When will you give it to me?"
Elder Wu Xiang's heart bled as he watched this, but he could only force a smile.
"Hehe... immediately, immediately..."
True Lord Linghan stood to the side and let out a long sigh of relief.
He had finally appeased this little ancestor.
He Wuya and Tang Wanyin looked at each other.
The great Jieqing Sect, one of the Nine Great Dao Sects.
Was actually being handled so easily by an outsider girl.
Who would believe this if it were told?
...
Watching the girl and True Lord Linghan walk away into the distance.
Elder Wu Xiang immediately withdrew his smile, his Face twitching slightly.
"..."
Several Sect Elders nearby looked at each other.
Although they had many doubts in their hearts, they knew that he could not have truly lost his mind.
Such unusual behavior must have a deep meaning.
Seeing the main person leave, an Elder finally could not hold back and stepped forward to ask: "Senior Brother Wu Xiang, what... what is the situation?"
Elder Wu Xiang withdrew his gaze and sighed slightly.
He tucked his hands into his sleeves and turned to look at his fellow Sect members.
"What's the explanation?"
"Linghan just sent a transmission to me; this girl has only the cultivation of One Chess Piece, yet on the Great Marsh, she killed a Great Demon of five or six Chess Pieces."
"And she has no background, no Sect or affiliation."
Hearing this, all the Elders gasped.
Killing enemies across levels, and by a full four or five small Realms.
This kind of talent and combat power was indeed shocking.
But even so...
An Elder spoke hesitantly: "Senior Brother, this woman's talent is certainly that of a Prodigy, and if she could be brought into our Sect, it would be Jieqing's luck."
"But... but your actions just now, were they not too... too humbling?"
They were one of the Nine Great Dao Sects, after all.
To be handled so easily by a young girl, if word got out, where would the Jieqing Sect's Face be?
Elder Wu Xiang looked at everyone indifferently.
Then he suddenly sneered.
"I know what you're thinking. Do you think I've discarded my Face and shamed the Jieqing Sect?"
"This..."
Although they thought so, how could they say it directly?
They could only cough twice and say tactfully: "Senior Brother, you're being too harsh. We just feel that when dealing with such young juniors, a combination of kindness and authority is the best strategy."
"Kindness and authority?"
Elder Wu Xiang shook his head, a trace of solemnity flashing in his eyes: "Actually, it doesn't matter if I tell you directly. In a while, the Sect Master will gather all the peaks and make this matter public."
"Hmm?"
Hearing this.
All the Elders looked over in confusion, waiting for the rest.
Under everyone's gaze, Elder Wu Xiang lowered his voice: "A few days ago, news came from Hundred Flowers Valley... at the edge of the Yunmeng Palace territory, another Immortal God Cave Abode has appeared."
As soon as these words were spoken.
The expressions of several Elders changed drastically, becoming incredibly heavy.