52: Chapter 52 The Girl from Back Then

There were too many spirit plant in the medicine garden; Su Xuanheng didn't have enough time to collect them all.

A man radiating a wild Aura burst out from the ground!

Seeing the spirit plant scattered all over the medicine garden, he let out a loud, boisterous laugh.

The laughter was sonorous, spreading alongside the pressure of a Eighth Layer of Qi Refining cultivation base, causing Su Xuanheng and his companion's robes to flutter loudly.

"Truly, heaven is helping me, to let me encounter so many spirit plant."

He grinned, and after being excited for a good while, he finally looked at the two people in the medicine garden.

"Sharing is caring—don't you even know that rule? Hurry up and take out the spirit plant you just picked; we'll divide them equally."

Su Xuanheng's gaze was cold as he said indifferently, "Then why don't you take the items from your storage ring and divide them equally with us?"

As he spoke, he pressed his palm against his sword hilt, ready to draw his blade.

The rock wall of the medicine garden suddenly exploded, and another group of Cultivators rushed over.

"Hahaha! Why is Fellow Daoist Song bullying a Junior here? I'm afraid it's a bit beneath you."

The familiar voice caused the three people present to turn their heads at the same time.

They saw Qian Che leading his Family's disciples, strolling out of the passage with a playful smile on his face.

"Ho, another group has come to snatch the meat."

Song Sha's face darkened slightly, and his Aura turned fierce as he said, "From the sound of it, you want to protect these two brats? That doesn't fit the Qian Family's style of doing things."

Qian Che was only at Seventh Layer of Qi Refining, but he had his clansmen behind him to help; a real fight would be disadvantageous for both sides.

"The Qian Family's style is to be fair and just."

Qian Che led his clansmen down into the medicine garden and walked over with a composed air.

"Fellow Daoist Song just said things should be divided equally, so I presume my Qian Family is also entitled to a share, is that not so?"

Song Sha narrowed his eyes, feeling somewhat displeased.

Originally, he could have kept all the spirit plant for himself, but now the Qian Family had intervened, forcing him to give up a portion.

"It's possible, but only on the condition that these two brats are willing to divide them equally."

Song Sha looked at Su Xuanheng with a wicked grin.

The latter's brow furrowed; the situation had suddenly become chaotic, making it unsuitable to strike immediately.

If it were just Song Sha alone, he and An Ziyao were confident they could take him down together.

But now that the Qian Family had appeared with an unclear stance, if they attacked now, the Qian Family would reap the benefits of their conflict.

Qian Che laughed heartily and said to Su Xuanheng, "Nephew Su might not know, but in Secret Realm competitions, it truly is 'finders keepers, but sharers are welcome.' This is a tacit understanding among Cultivators during their trials. I hope you don't misunderstand."

Su Xuanheng sneered upon hearing this.

His father was right; this Qian Che was indeed two-faced and not worth befriending.

The Su Family and Qian Family were clearly business partners, yet now, for the sake of spirit plant, he was joining forces with others to oppress them.

"Hypocrite!" An Ziyao spat, his hand tightening around his saber hilt as anger flared in his heart.

As long as Brother Heng gave the order, he would strike without hesitation.

"Since it's 'sharers are welcome,' there's no harm in dividing these spirit plant on the ground equally."

Su Xuanheng's voice was cold as he said, "But you haven't seen the spirit plant in my storage ring, so naturally, they cannot be included. If you insist on including them, then can I also assume that I am entitled to a share of the spirit plant in your storage rings?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Song Sha's smile widened.

In contrast, Qian Che's smile gradually faded, and a chill began to radiate from his body.

"Nephew Su, have I been giving you too much face lately, causing you to lose the respect you owe to a Foundation Establishment Family?"

Qian Che's gaze grew colder. "Are you questioning the word of my Foundation Establishment Family?"

"To hell with your Foundation Establishment Family! Outsiders respect your Family's Foundation Establishment Old Ancestor, not a posturing old Qi Refining dog like you!"

An Ziyao could no longer endure it and started cursing on the spot.

The two sides were originally business partners; the Qian Family should have stood by the Su Family's side to deal with Song Sha together.

Instead, not only did Qian Che not help the Su Family, but he also wanted to rob them of their storage rings.

Furthermore, this person was extremely hypocritical; he was committing highway robbery yet still maintained a sanctimonious appearance, which was truly nauseating.

Song Sha clutched his stomach and burst out laughing, his sonorous laughter echoing through the medicine garden.

"Fellow Daoist Qian, can you endure this? If it were me, I would have already slapped this kid to death."

Qian Che's face flushed between blue and red. Being cursed at had already made him extremely angry, but Song Sha's unbridled laughter and mocking words made him shake with rage.

"Well said! A Qi Refining Cultivator constantly bringing up his Foundation Establishment Family—if I didn't know better, I'd think he was the Foundation Establishment Old Ancestor of the Family himself."

Just as the two sides were at each other's throats, a crisp and valiant female voice rang out from the passage.

Su Xuanheng's brow rose as he suddenly felt something; he looked toward the passage the Qian Family had broken through.

He saw a tall figure slowly walking out, her waist-length ponytail swaying gently with her steps, and the edge of the longsword she held reversed glinting with a cold light.

When she fully stepped into the light of the medicine garden, her features were as beautiful as a painting yet as cold as frost and snow. Every step seemed to crush the gloom, and a whistling Sword Qi spread silently.

"Who is making such a racket here? State your name!"

Qian Che seemed to have found an outlet for his anger and shouted at her.

"It's none of your business who I am. I'm just annoyed by your ugly faces. If you have the guts, why don't you trade a few blows with this lady?"

The woman's gaze was sharp, and Sword Qi swirled around her.

Even from a hundred feet away, one could feel the sharpness of the Sword Qi.

This woman was clearly not one to be trifled with, and her cultivation was the same as Qian Che's—Seventh Layer of Qi Refining.

Lines of frustration creased Qian Che's forehead, and the Family disciples behind him felt embarrassed for him.

He had really kicked a steel plate!

"Brother Heng, do you know this girl?"

An Ziyao suddenly noticed Brother Heng's unusual expression and asked in a low voice.

The corners of Su Xuanheng's mouth turned up slightly. His mysterious Sword Heart was cheering in joy, and his invisible Sword Intent was resonating with the other party.

There was no mistake!

It was the girl from back then in Guangling County, the Wan Jian Sect's Personal Disciple—Wei Yan!

Neither of them needed to recognize each other's faces; their resonating Sword Intent was their proof of identity.

"Little girl, I advise you not to meddle in others' business. If you want a share, then stay quietly to the side."

Realizing that Wei Yan was extraordinary, Song Sha's smile faded slightly, and he gave her some earnest advice.

"And who are you? What is your relationship with this so-called Foundation Establishment Family?"

Facing a Eighth Layer of Qi Refining Cultivator, Wei Yan was completely unafraid. The Sword Qi swirling around her grew sharper, and she looked ready to strike.

Not to be outdone, Song Sha's Late Stage Qi Refining cultivation erupted. He said with full vigor, "I'm just a Loose Cultivator from the Yunmeng Ruins, hardly comparable to a Foundation Establishment Family. However, I still have the ability to take down a few brats who don't know the heights of the heavens."

"A Foundation Establishment Family and a Loose Cultivator—that's it?"

Wei Yan curled her lip in disdain and said in a cold voice, "As for that Foundation Establishment Family, I advise you to leave now, or else my blade won't be merciful."

When dealing with people from a Foundation Establishment Family, one either didn't kill them at all or had to wipe them out completely.

Letting even one person escape would bring about the revenge of the entire Family, which was very troublesome.

"A brat who doesn't even dare to state her name dares to threaten my Qian Family?"

Qian Che clenched his fists, his spiritual pressure erupting as if he were ready to strike at any moment.

The clansmen behind him stepped forward in unison, glaring at Wei Yan.