358: Is this... inappropriate?

Xu Sanyan beckoned to a female Disciple from Xuanku Mountain, “Come, help me massage my shoulders.”

The female Disciple didn't move, a hint of stubbornness appearing at the corners of her pursed lips. Although she knew Xu Sanyan was a great Cultivator in the Soul Refinement Realm, she was unwilling to compromise herself.

Zhao Xunkong reprimanded, “Junior Sister Wang, didn’t you hear what the Senior said? Hurry up and come over.”

The woman reluctantly stood behind Xu Sanyan and gently massaged him with her fingers.

Seeing this, Yang An silently nodded, his father was truly accurate in judging people.

Xu Sanyan closed his eyes in enjoyment and casually asked, “How far is Xuanku Mountain from here?”

Zhao Xunkong replied, “About a thousand li. If nothing unexpected happens, my Revered Master should arrive before dark.”

“Mm.”

Xu Sanyan ignored the surrounding people, took out a Soul Crystal, and focused on his cultivation. He felt that his Divine Soul power had reached a critical point and he should be able to Breakthrough to the intermediate stage of Soul Refining soon.

Zhao Xunkong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. His life was temporarily safe; he just had to wait for his Revered Master to take him away.

As time slowly passed, as dusk approached, Xu Sanyan opened his eyes and looked into the depths of the dense forest. The Soul Crystal in his hand had already turned into dust and scattered on the ground.

“Since you’re already here, why not come out and chat?” Xu Sanyan said loudly.

Yang An and the others quickly stood up upon hearing this, looking vigilantly in that direction, though they didn't see anyone.

“Hahahaha, this humble Daoist Changku, greetings, Fellow Daoist.”

From the shadowed area, a person slowly emerged: pale-faced with a long beard, holding a whisk, and dressed in a light cyan Daoist robe. At first glance, he looked like an enlightened Immortal Master.

“Revered Master!”

Seeing the newcomer, Zhao Xunkong quickly spoke.

Real Person Changku ignored him, his gaze fixed on Xu Sanyan, a hint of wariness in his expression. He was unsure of this person's purpose.

Xu Sanyan scrutinized him, “You are Real Person Changku?”

“I dare not claim the title of Immortal Master, but it is indeed I.”

“Can you make the decision on this matter?”

Real Person Changku slowly nodded, “This humble Daoist is not talented, but I am favored by the Sect Master and am responsible for managing all major and minor affairs within the mountain.”

“Oh?”

Xu Sanyan raised an eyebrow. The strength of this Xuanku Mountain was just average, wasn't it? Someone at the Perfection of Mystic Path Realm could be in charge?

Perhaps those with higher cultivation were unwilling to deal with such mundane matters, which was why it fell to him.

Xu Sanyan pointed at Zhao Xunkong and said, “Since that’s the case, let’s do as I say: one jin of tan milk for his life, how about it?”

Zhao Xunkong was stunned. His Revered Master had personally come, did he not have any Face at all?

One jin of tan milk! Let alone him, even if his Revered Master were captured, the Sect Master might not be willing to exchange it.

Indeed, Real Person Changku shook his head and said, “Fellow Daoist does not know the preciousness of tan milk. This item is extremely valuable. Let alone the life of my Disciple, even if you add this humble Daoist, it is not worth that one jin of tan milk.”

“Eight liang.”

Real Person Changku continued to shake his head, “Not even one liang.”

“Heh,”

Xu Sanyan sneered, turned his head to look at Zhao Xunkong, “This cannot be blamed on me. If you want to blame someone, blame your Revered Master for being unwilling to part with the treasure.”

With that, he condensed his magical power in his hand, and a milky white halo appeared. The surging Qi waves lifted his clothes, causing a look of terror to appear on Zhao Xunkong’s Face.

He knew his own capabilities. Even a casual strike from a Soul Refinement Realm Cultivator would be unstoppable for him. He could only plead loudly, “Revered Master, save me!”

Seeing that Xu Sanyan was not joking and truly intended to kill him, Real Person Changku repeatedly tried to stop him, “Wait!”

Xu Sanyan ignored him, his magical power growing more intense, as if it would burst forth at any moment.

“Fellow Daoist, stop!”

Real Person Changku’s body flickered, instantly appearing in front of Zhao Xunkong. Looking at the ball of light, he himself was on tenterhooks.

“What, you want to die for him?” Xu Sanyan’s eyes were cold and indifferent. Killing one person or killing two people made no difference to him.

Of course, killing was not the goal; his goal was still the tan milk.

Real Person Changku said helplessly, “We can discuss it again.”

He also knew the Yang Family’s objective: nothing more than to ask for more tan milk.

“Alright, you speak, I’m listening.” Xu Sanyan gave him a chance.

“Fellow Daoist, please follow me.”

Real Person Changku glanced around, signaling for the two to avoid the crowd and talk privately.

Xu Sanyan withdrew his magical power, and with a wave of his hand, a layer of light screen isolated them, ensuring that whatever they said, no sound would escape.

“Alas…”

Real Person Changku sighed, “Eight liang of tan milk is too much. Even if I agree, the Sect Master will not agree.”

In fact, before he came out, the Sect Master had already instructed him that the Yang Family would definitely find an excuse to ask for more tan milk recently, and they could appropriately give a little more.

Real Person Changku had also heard that the Yang Family suffered heavy losses in the Gan Country incident, and the Grand Elder was also seriously injured. tan milk is very effective in treating internal injuries, so the Yang Family would definitely try to get some.

And Xuanku Mountain was also planning other matters recently and did not want to get too entangled in this, so they were willing to give some tan milk for peace.

But he didn't expect the Yang Family to be so greedy, asking for a whole jin right away. This was pure nonsense. In previous years, ten drops of tan milk combined were at most one liang, a tenfold increase.

Even eight liang was impossible for him to give.

Real Person Changku extended two fingers, “Two liang. Xuanku Mountain can at most sell two liang of tan milk to the Yang Family. Any more is impossible.”

“Heh, two liang?”

Xu Sanyan’s Face showed disdain, “Are you trying to send a beggar away? At least half a jin!”

Then, his tone subtly threatened, “You better think carefully. I am not the Fourth Elder. I heard that Xuanku Mountain still has quite a few properties in Qianqiu City…”

Real Person Changku was not worried about his threat and slowly waved his hand, “Fellow Daoist, let me finish. These two liang are for the Yang Family, and there is an additional one liang that this humble Daoist will gift to you, Fellow Daoist.”

Saying that, he flipped his hand and took out a light blue porcelain bottle, handing it to him.

“…”

Xu Sanyan looked at the porcelain bottle, his expression clearly pausing. The coldness that had kept people at a distance was gone, gradually replaced by a warm smile on his Face.

“This… isn’t appropriate, is it?”

Seeing this, Real Person Changku felt relieved, “Heh heh, Fellow Daoist has just taken charge of great power. How can Xuanku Mountain not show its appreciation? This matter is known only to heaven, earth, you, and I. There will absolutely be no third person who knows. Fellow Daoist can accept it with peace of mind.”

“Alas, then I shall respectfully obey. Thank you, Dao Brother.” Xu Sanyan naturally accepted it, even changing his form of address.

“You’re welcome, you’re welcome.”

“Hahahahaha…”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Xu Sanyan continued, “Since we hit it off, I will naturally look after things in Qianqiu City. Dao Brother can rest assured.”

“Then many thanks.”

Xu Sanyan pointed to the short mountain in the distance, “Oh, I heard that this mineral vein was first discovered by Xuanku Mountain Disciples, but the Yang Family shamelessly came to snatch it. Let me handle this matter; I will surely bring justice to Xuanku Mountain.”

“Heh heh, then I shall trouble Fellow Daoist.”

“Hey, why call me Fellow Daoist? If Elder Brother doesn’t mind, we can address each other as brothers.”

“Then this humble Daoist will presume to call you Virtuous Younger Brother.”

“Hahahahaha…”

Outside the light screen, Yang An’s expression grew increasingly strange. He watched with his own eyes as Xu Sanyan’s Face changed from disdain to calm, and then from calm to enthusiastic. Things seemed to be increasingly deviating from their original course.