91: Trying to outdo me in wealth?

This statement was like pouring a ladle of cold water into boiling oil!

“Hiss—”

“He actually dared to speak about the Zhenyuan Marquiss Residence like that?!”

“What arrogance!”

The surrounding Disciples gasped in shock, but also felt incredibly satisfied.

Meng Bi's Face instantly changed from ashen to liver-colored, his eyes almost spurting flames of rage, and the knuckles of the hand gripping his Flying Sword turned white.

Without giving Meng Bi a chance to erupt, Yao Delong flipped his wrist.

A Flying Sword appeared in his hand, its entire body circulating with a faint, cold light, and its blade rippling like water with a clear, icy blue glow.

The sword's lines were elegant and smooth, and a pure, restrained water-elemental Qi permeated the air.

Embedded in the hilt was an ice-blue diamond-shaped gem, emitting waves of chill that calmed the mind.

This was precisely what Yao Delong had acquired via “zero-cost shopping” on the First Level of the Immortal Mausoleum!

“This sword is named ‘Cold Soul Deep Ripple,’ a Medium Grade Earth-Grade Weapon.”

Yao Delong's voice was calm, yet carried undeniable weight.

He directly handed this Flying Sword, which possessed restrained brilliance and biting coldness, to the somewhat dazed Luo Miaomiao.

“Junior Sister Luo, it has been many days since we parted that day, and your grace remains unchanged.

Consider this sword my gift, a small token of my regard. It is a water-attribute Flying Sword, which is compatible with your Spirit Water Peak Cultivation Technique.”

“A M-Medium Grade Earth-Grade Weapon?!”

“Cold Soul Deep Ripple! What powerful icy Qi!”

Exclamations rose one after another! The entire Magic Treasure area of the Treasure Pavilion instantly erupted!

For an ordinary Golden Core Cultivator, owning even one Earth-Grade Weapon Magic Treasure was difficult enough!

This Yao Delong actually casually took out a Medium Grade Earth-Grade Weapon Flying Sword and gave it away?!

Luo Miaomiao froze completely, her beautiful eyes wide, staring incredulously at the Cold Soul Deep Ripple right in front of her.

The icy Qi of this sword was perfectly compatible with the Profound Water Condensing Ice Art she cultivated, and its sword light was pure.

It was far superior to the Medium Grade Spiritual Artifact, the Autumn Water Sword, she currently held.

Her parents had indeed promised to find her an Earth-Grade Weapon Flying Sword after she achieved Core Formation, but that was a distant future!

The sword before her was exactly what she had dreamed of!

A tremendous temptation surged in her heart, but her excellent upbringing made her struggle immensely—

She had only met Senior Brother Yao a few times; how could she accept such a heavy gift?

“Senior Brother Yao... this is too valuable! Miaomiao cannot accept a reward without merit, I absolutely dare not...”

Luo Miaomiao's pretty Face flushed red, and she eagerly tried to decline.

Yao Delong, however, refused to be rejected, gently placing the hilt into her hand. A soft pure Yang spiritual power cleverly restricted her movement, preventing her from handing it back.

Yao Delong looked at her Face, which was flushed and flustered yet unable to hide her delight.

A smile flashed in his eyes, and his tone was gentle yet slightly domineering:

“Junior Sister, there is no need to decline. A precious sword is gifted to a beauty; how can a pearl be covered in dust?

Only in your hands can this sword display its true power. Do not disappoint your Senior Brother's intentions.”

He deliberately emphasized the words “intentions.”

The moment the sword touched her hand, the refreshing, clear coldness that seemed capable of cleansing the Divine Soul caused Luo Miaomiao to tremble.

The spiritual power within her body spontaneously resonated with it!

She subconsciously grasped the hilt, feeling the perfect compatibility as if the sword were an extension of her arm, and the words of refusal were stuck in her throat.

Her pretty Face was flushed red like a ripe apple. She lowered her head, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz: “Th-Thank you, Senior Brother Yao... for your generosity...”

[Target: Luo Miaomiao, Favorability increased, Current Favorability: 70 (Affectionate)]

Yao Delong was slightly surprised. This little girl's Favorability was rising so fast!

He estimated that the rescue during the mission that day had also increased her Favorability significantly.

This scene, falling into the eyes of the crowd, immediately sparked countless speculations!

“My heavens! A Medium Grade Earth-Grade Weapon Flying Sword! He just gives it away?!”

“How is this a meeting gift? It's clearly a token of love!”

“Look at how flushed Junior Sister Luo's Face is...”

“So that's it! No wonder Senior Brother Yao stood up for Junior Sister Luo! Turns out they are...”

“Talented man and beautiful woman, a match made in heaven!”

The chaotic discussions flooded into the ears of Meng Bi and Luo Miaomiao like a tide.

Meng Bi felt a rush of hot blood to his head, and his lungs felt like they were about to explode from rage!

His target, whom he viewed as forbidden fruit, was accepting another man's “token of love” right in front of him?

And to be discussed like this by everyone? This was an absolute humiliation!

Luo Miaomiao was so embarrassed she wished she could find a hole to crawl into, and the palm holding the Cold Soul Deep Ripple was burning hot.

She felt both shame and annoyance, yet she couldn't explain herself, nor could she bear to let go of this peerless sword.

“Yao Delong!!”

Meng Bi's eyes were bloodshot, his reason completely burned away. He suddenly turned and roared at the Deacon Elder of the Magic Treasure area who had rushed over upon hearing the commotion:

“Elder! Bring me the best Flying Sword in your Treasure Pavilion! Top-Grade Earth-Grade Weapon! I want the best one!”

The Deacon Elder, a Late Golden Core Stage Cultivator, frowned slightly, clearly displeased with Meng Bi's loss of composure.

But constrained by the other party's status as a Core Disciple and the Sect rules prohibiting internal conflict, he still said in a deep voice:

“Junior Brother Meng, calm your anger. Fighting is strictly forbidden inside the Pavilion. If you wish to purchase a Magic Treasure, you must follow the rules.”

Fearing further conflict, he added, “If you wish to spar, you may go to the Martial Arts Plaza.”

“Stop the nonsense! Bring me the swords! Now! Immediately!”

Meng Bi had completely disregarded his image. He knew that Yao Delong had only recently risen to prominence and certainly didn't have much wealth on him.

The Deacon Elder inwardly snorted but still waved his hand in signal.

Soon, three Disciples carefully carried out three shimmering jade boxes.

Opening the jade boxes, three Flying Swords of different forms and astonishing aura lay quietly inside. As the sword light pulsed, the air itself trembled!

Each one emitted a powerful pressure that far surpassed that of a Spiritual Artifact!

“Junior Brother Meng, please look.” The Deacon Elder introduced them expressionlessly:

“The first one is the ‘Rending Wind Shattering Gold Sword,’ dual Wind and Gold attributes, incomparably sharp, excellent at breaking armor, priced at five hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones.”

“The second is the ‘Azure Thunder Burning Sky Sword,’ triple Wood, Fire, and Thunder attributes, containing a trace of True Heavenly Thunder Intent, with astonishing explosive power, priced at six hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones.”

“The third is the ‘Dark Water Heavy Water Sword,’ a top-grade water attribute weapon, containing the essence of Dark Water Heavy Water, endlessly versatile and immensely powerful, priced at seven hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!”

Hiss—!

Seven hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones?! That's equivalent to seventy thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones!

This price made ninety-nine percent of the Disciples in the hall feel suffocated!

Meng Bi's Face alternated between green and red, like a dye shop.

Although he was the esteemed Heir of the Marquiss Residence, most of the Spirit Stones supplied by the residence had been exchanged for Cultivation resources, Magic Treasures, and Medicinal Pills.

He didn't carry many circulating Spirit Stones with him!

Right now, counting everything in his Storage Ring, he only had just over six hundred and eighty Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!

Buying the most expensive one at seven hundred was definitely not enough!

If he bought the six-hundred piece, he would have almost no Spirit Stones left!

He gritted his teeth, his gaze sweeping over the “Rending Wind Shattering Gold Sword,” which cost five hundred Spirit Stones and had the weakest aura, but was still a Top-Grade Earth-Grade Weapon.

Forcing himself to maintain Face, he pointed at it and said:

“Elder, I'll take this Rending Wind Shattering Gold Sword!”

He was fierce in his heart; even if it was the cheapest, it was still a Top-Grade Earth-Grade Weapon!

It was enough to slap Yao Delong's Medium Grade Earth-Grade Weapon in the Face!

He refused to believe that Yao Delong could produce more than five hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!

Meng Bi looked provocatively at Yao Delong, his eyes seemingly saying, “Poor ghost, if you dare, buy one too!”

Yao Delong looked at Meng Bi's expression, which was feigning composure but couldn't hide his heartache,

then looked at the “Rending Wind Shattering Gold Sword,” which was only considered decent among Top-Grade Earth-Grade Weapons, and suddenly couldn't help but let out a burst of laughter.