Chapter 958 - 958 Li Qingshi's Seven-Story Sword Pavilion (3)
958 Li Qingshi’s Seven-Story Sword Pavilion (3)
Hearing Han Muye’s words, Daoist Dayan was initially stunned, then smiled and said, “Don’t say that, the Sword Sect he’s in charge of now specializes in recruiting rebels. If you take control of the Immortal Source World, won’t you be at odds with him?”
“Interesting, interesting.”
Han Muye couldn’t be bothered with him. With a wave of his hand, Daoist Dayan turned into a breeze and left.
Daoist Dayan had a flying treasure in his hand. It would not take long for him to reach the Heavenly Mystic Realm.
When he arrived in the Heavenly Mystic and lured those cultivators from the Immortal Source World over, he would probably have returned from his exploration of the secret land.
That would be the time to gather the Immortal Source World.
Throughout this journey, there were battles everywhere, and he found it really uncomfortable to watch.
Wen Mosheng couldn’t possibly leave this world to him like this, right?
As the flying ship moved forward, Han Muye stopped any battles he encountered along the way.
If someone didn’t listen, Zhao Yu and the others would take action to suppress them.
Along the way, these disciples of the Sword Pavilion had truly become Han Muye’s personal bodyguards.
This made everyone extremely frustrated.
If they kept meddling along the way, when would they ever reach the secret land?
Ten days after Han Muye and Mu Wan left the Medicine Valley, the calmness of the Medicine Valley was disrupted by a small incident.
A deacon in the medicinal valley let slip that the tea leaves Han Muye was selling were supplied by their medicinal valley and were valued at only three spiritual rocks per catty.
Immediately, the various sects that had purchased tea for millions of spiritual rocks stormed into the main hall, demanding an explanation from Li Qingshi.
“Valley Master Li, either you return the received spiritual rocks, or you give a hundred catties of tea to this elder as compensation.” An old man with dazzling spiritual light and an imposing aura stood in the middle of the hall and shouted.
“Yes, we came to rescue the Medicine Valley, but we didn’t expect you to profit off these deceitful spiritual rocks. Today, you must give us an explanation.”
The atmosphere in the hall was heated.
Du Chengshan sneered as he looked at the chaos in front of him.
Were the spiritual rocks of the Five Sheep Pavilion so easy to earn?
This time, they made up for the previous losses a hundredfold by dividing the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley.
Moreover, his arrangements should be set in motion as well.
He turned his head and looked at the main hall, his brows slightly furrowed.
Unfortunately, the Sword Pavilion, the Limitless Dao Sect, and the Yuling Dao Sect, the top three major sects, didn’t show up.
These people probably had their own schemes. Since they were from a large sect, it was inconvenient for them to be implicated in the reputation of forcing the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley.
“Hmph, if we really attack later, won’t you still come?” With a cold snort and a whisper, Du Chengshan looked up and signaled to an Elder of the Medicine Valley beside Li Qingshi.
The Elder nodded and stood up.
“Everyone, we are unaware of Li Qingshi’s collusion with Han Muye. This matter is solely Li Qingshi’s doing.”
With that sentence, the hall immediately fell silent.
Li Qingshi trembled all over and turned his head, unable to believe his eyes.
“Elder Su, you, you…”
Elder Su shook his head and looked around. “Everyone, I propose that we capture Li Qingshi and make him fully confess why he has placed our Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley in this unjust situation.”
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly changed.
Figures pressed toward Li Qingshi.
A trace of desolation flashed across Li Qingshi’s face as he softly said, “So that’s how it is…”
He looked at his fellow disciples, some with grief, some with nervousness, and some with silent faces.
“You’ve all been bought off, haven’t you?
“They offered you enough benefits to make you split the Medicine Valley, didn’t they?”
No one answered him.
No one could give a direct answer to that question.
But their indifference and silence were already an answer.
The smiles on the faces of the people from various sects were also an answer.
Today, it was time to divide up a fat piece of meat like the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley.
With a bitter smile, Li Qingshi’s face was filled with desolation as he whispered, “In the end, I am the fool.”
In his hand, he held a jade box emitting a faint green light.
It was left to him by Han Muye.
Perhaps he could use it in a critical moment.
He raised his head, gritted his teeth, and looked at the figures rushing towards him.
“If I can turn the tide today, can I save the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley’s foundation of tens of thousands of years?”
His fingers pressed on the golden clasp of the jade box.
“Click.”
The sound of the seal breaking was clear.
“Turn the tide?”
As Li Qingshi watched the shattered seal in his hand, the Daoist in the green robe who had rushed in front of him smirked and struck with a palm.
“The situation is already set. Let’s see what you have to break this crisis today!”
In the world, things are never accomplished by the effort of a single person or a single treasure that can change the tide.
The division of Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley among the various sects was a compromise of various forces, including many major sects from the Upper Heaven Region.
Today, each family had already determined their respective shares of the valley.
Once the meat was in their mouths and swallowed, could it be spit out again?
Spiritual light transformed into a roaring giant wolf and pounced towards Li Qingshi.
This strike was clearly meant to take his life.
Li Qingshi’s face turned pale, and the jade box in his hand shattered.
“Bang!”
A green light shone, and a sword aura soared into the sky, piercing through the dome, proudly dominating the vast expanse!
Endless sword radiance transformed into a long dragon, shattering the approaching giant wolf and crashing into the green-robed Daoist who was charging forward, turning his body into powder!
One strike!
The long dragon of sword radiance spiraled into the sky, with each sword forming a scale-like armor, emanating a chilling and oppressive aura.
“Sword.”
“Sword Pavilion!”
The seven-story Sword Pavilion stood in the air.
The dazzling sword radiance made everyone in the entire hall feel a chilling sensation, forcing them to retreat.
However, what was even more chilling was not the sword radiance, but the status represented by the seven-story Sword Pavilion!
How many seven-story Sword Pavilion were there among the top sects in the Upper Three Heavens?