407: Qingya Zi's thoughts

"What about the wager?"

Yao Delong's voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Our two sects sparred, and the winner gets the 'Soul-Devouring True Spirit' sword; this was the rule agreed upon beforehand. Senior Ye, as the Vice Sect Master of the Nine Nether Sect, you wouldn't welch on a bet in front of all the heroes of the Eastern Region, would you?"

Boom!

The entire venue was in an uproar again! Countless gazes focused instantly on Ye Wushang!

Ye Wushang's body stiffened abruptly. He slowly turned around, his scarlet pupils locking onto Yao Delong like a venomous snake; that gaze was almost enough to swallow him whole!

Being demanded for the wager by a Nascent Soul junior in front of so many factions was harder to bear than being killed!

"Hmph!"

Ye Wushang let out a suppressed, extreme cold snort from deep within his throat and violently flicked his sleeve!

Whoosh!

A long, narrow bone sword, dark as ink, exuding chilling ghostly Qi, and with a blade that seemed to have countless resentful souls wailing, transformed into a streak of black light. With a piercing sound of breaking the air, it shot fiercely toward Yao Delong!

It was exactly that supreme grade heavenly artifact—the 'Soul-Devouring True Spirit' sword!

The power contained within the sword was enough to easily pierce through the defense of an ordinary Spirit Transformation Cultivator!

"Delong, watch out!" On the high platform, Leng Yuekui and the others' expressions changed slightly.

Yao Delong was well-prepared. A flash of light shone in his eyes. He did not take it head-on; instead, he moved slightly, skillfully sidestepping the edge. At the same time, his right hand reached out like lightning, his Yuan power pulsating between his five fingers, and he grabbed the end of the sword hilt with absolute precision!

Hum—!

As soon as the Soul-Devouring sword was in his hand, a chilling, biting, evil Aura filled with resentment and devouring power instantly surged into his body along the hilt, attempting to erode his Dao Heart!

Yao Delong let out a muffled grunt. The Blazing Sun Yuan power in his Dantian erupted, and the crimson-gold flames instantly enveloped the sword blade, forcibly suppressing that evil Aura!

The sword blade trembled violently, emitting an unwilling hum, but was eventually temporarily suppressed.

"Good sword!"

Feeling the terrifying power contained within the sword, a trace of satisfaction flashed in Yao Delong's eyes. He then raised his head to look at the ashen-faced Ye Wushang and sneered, "Many thanks for the sword, Senior Ye!"

"You little beast! Just you wait! Don't be arrogant; the higher you jump today, the more miserably you will fall in the future."

Ye Wushang almost bit through his steel teeth as he squeezed this sentence out from between them. He turned abruptly and transformed into a black light, rushing onto the bone Flying Boat.

The massive bone boat emitted a dull roar, carrying monstrous resentment and humiliation, broke through the clouds, and fled in a panic.

When he arrived, he was aggressive and arrogant; when he left, he was like a stray dog, having lost all face!

"Hahaha! Good! How satisfying!"

Chiyan Peak Revered Master Ji Yanshuang laughed loudly.

White Cloud Master stroked his beard and smiled, saying loudly, "A minor interlude, not worth mentioning. Fellow Daoists, the celebration continues! Keep the music playing, keep dancing! Serve the spirit fruits! Serve the spirit wine! Today, my Yin Yang Sect and all you Fellow Daoists shall not return until we are drunk!"

The atmosphere became lively again. Delicacies and fine wines were served like flowing water. Having experienced the earth-shattering battle just now, the current celebration felt even more enjoyable. Everyone in the Yin Yang Sect had faces beaming with pride and excitement.

White Cloud Master was in a great mood. His gaze swept over the Myriad Sword Valley seats, and he said to Li Wangsheng with a smile, "Brother Li, regarding what was said earlier about letting Delong spar with your Disciples for training, I wonder if you still have this intention? Although Delong has consumed quite a bit, he should still be able to offer some pointers."

Watching White Cloud Master's almost overflowing smugness, Li Wangsheng's mouth twitched, and he waved his hand dismissively, "Enough, enough! Old Daoist White, stop acting coy after getting the advantage! This Disciple of yours... is a monster! Let him offer pointers? I'm afraid my good-for-nothing Disciples' Dao Hearts will be crushed by him! Your Yin Yang Sect has found a treasure!"

His tone was full of helplessness and a trace of imperceptible envy. Upon hearing this, White Cloud Master laughed heartily.

Just then, the Moyang Sect Sect Master, Qing Ya Zi, this refined middle-aged scholar, approached with a cup of wine, wearing a smile that was almost "sneaky."

"Brother White, congratulations, congratulations!"

Qing Ya Zi toasted a cup first, then lowered his voice, his face full of smiles, "Brother, look, our two sects are both in the Ba Xia Dynasty; we should be of one mind and branches, working together. However, with so many Disciples in our sects, they are young and vigorous, and inevitably there will be some bumps and scrapes in private, with constant small frictions; isn't it bad to hurt the harmony?"

What kind of person was White Cloud Master? Upon hearing this opening, he knew this old fox must be brewing something in his belly. He took a sip of wine calmly, "Oh? Brother Qing Ya, what high opinion do you have?"

Qing Ya Zi's smile widened. His gaze drifted to Li Linger, who was whispering to Lin Qingxue and Liu Rumei not far away with a slightly flushed face, and then looked at Yao Delong, who was sitting cross-legged on the arena, adjusting his breath and stroking the Soul-Devouring sword. He chuckled, "High opinion? Can't say so. It's just that I see... my Linger and your Kid Yao, they are a talented man and a beautiful woman, mutually attracted, and there's quite a sense of 'you in me, and me in you'!"

His voice was not loud, but the nearby Peak Revered Masters and several Elders of the Moyang Sect heard it clearly. Li Linger was so shy that her ears turned red. She glared at her Revered Master reproachfully, but couldn't help but steal glances at Yao Delong.

"How about..."

Qing Ya Zi revealed his true intentions, "taking advantage of this auspicious day, we two sects settle the marriage of these two juniors, how about that? Becoming relatives by marriage, turning hostility into friendship, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Seeing that White Cloud Master seemed somewhat moved but was hesitating, he immediately added more fuel to the fire, leaning in closer, and said mysteriously in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Old White, let me tell you, my Linger... is a Profound Yin Physique!"

"Profound Yin Physique?!"

White Cloud Master's hand holding the wine cup stopped abruptly, and a shocking brilliance instantly erupted in his eyes! Even with his composure, he couldn't help but feel a violent shock in his heart!

Profound Yin Physique! This was an extremely rare special Physique in the cultivation world! Its greatest benefit lies in the fact that when first engaging in Dual Cultivation with a Dao Companion, its pure Profound Yin Origin can not only greatly enhance the Dao Companion's cultivation, but also subtly improve the Dao Companion's Physique and Foundation! Even... there is a slim hope of helping the Dao Companion awaken some kind of powerful divine Physique! This is simply a Heaven-Defying dowry!

For any Cultivator, especially a Prodigy like Yao Delong with such deep Foundation and limitless potential, the attraction is fatal!

"Revered Master! If you... if you keep talking nonsense, Linger really won't pay attention to you anymore!"

Li Linger said, shy and annoyed, stamping her feet, her pretty face like a ripe apple.

Qing Ya Zi immediately shut his mouth and made an "I understand, I understand" expression at Li Linger, but his eyes clearly said: Silly girl, Revered Master is doing this for your own good!

Li Wangsheng, who was listening on the side, was also moved—Profound Yin Physique! His gaze swept over his Disciples. Most Disciples of the Myriad Sword Valley were male. It wasn't that there were no outstanding female Disciples, but they were either low in cultivation, or were already Elders at the Spirit Transformation or Void Refining Realm, and their status was inappropriate. Even if he was tempted, he really found it hard to speak up.

White Cloud Master took a deep breath, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and spoke slowly, his gaze carrying a trace of deep meaning, "Brother Qing Ya, I naturally understand your good intentions. It's just... I heard that your sect's Junior Nephew Li seemed to have a marriage engagement with a Disciple of our Tuyao Peak, Meng Bi? Although that Meng Bi harmed his fellow Disciples and has already been executed, this matter..."