255: Chapter 255 These things are considered a token of gratitude to my senior master.

Xiao Ruobai's mouth twitched, and he suppressed his smile, deliberately putting on a stern face and saying, "Martial Uncle Shi, your 'welcome gift'... is truly unique!"

Fang Hanyu silently turned his face away, his shoulders shrugging almost imperceptibly, and a hint of helplessness and amusement flashed in Ling Xi's clear eyes.

Xuan Yangzi, watching from the side, was dumbfounded. He finally understood what was going on and pointed at Shi Wanshan, laughing and crying, "Old Shi, you actually stole from a Junior?! And... and stripped him until he only had..."

He couldn't even finish his sentence.

Shi Wanshan felt utterly humiliated by everyone's gaze, his old face burning.

Just then, Wang Xiaopang, who had been trembling with anger, suddenly took a deep breath, as if forcibly suppressing his rage.

He rolled his eyes, looked at the embarrassed Shi Wanshan, and then secretly glanced at Revered Master Gu Changge, who sat at the head of the table with a calm expression.

He forced a somewhat stiff but deliberately generous smile onto his face, waved his hand at Shi Wanshan, and said in a "sincere" tone:

"Senior Martial Uncle Shi... Senior Martial Uncle Shi, don't say it! This Junior remembers! Back then, outside the Old Site of the Demon Heaven Sect, the situation was chaotic, and it was understandable that Senior Martial Uncle intervened to stop me! After all, my behavior was indeed a bit reckless at the time."

He paused, then continued, his tone becoming even more "sincere."

"Moreover, although Senior Martial Uncle's methods were a bit drastic at the time, when he 'placed' me in the dirt afterward, he kindly set up a hidden Restriction to protect my safety! This Junior has always remembered that kindness!"

The more Wang Xiaopang spoke, the darker Shi Wanshan's face became. These words sounded like they were giving him a way out, but they also sounded like he was being repeatedly flogged!

Especially the words "intervened" and "placed" made his old face flush.

"As for this fantian seal and other items..."

Wang Xiaopang waved his hand, putting on an extremely generous facade.

"Just consider them this Junior's filial offering to Senior Martial Uncle! Thank you, Senior Martial Uncle, for your 'teachings' and 'protection' at the time! From now on, we are all one family. These things can be considered a gift of gratitude to Senior Martial Uncle; this Junior doesn't want them!"

As his words fell, the entire courtyard fell silent for a moment.

Xiao Ruobai and the other two looked at Wang Xiaopang with strange expressions. Is this kid... truly generous or is he retreating to advance?

What he said was simply murderous!

Xuan Yangzi's mouth twitched, barely holding back his laughter.

Shi Wanshan's face had turned completely black, like the bottom of a pot, and his chest heaved violently!

He, a dignified Peak Revered Master of the Azure Profound Sect, a Saint Realm expert, was today, in front of the Sect Master, his Senior Brothers, and Juniors, being repeatedly scrutinized for his disgraceful past by a Junior using such a "sincere" tone, and then topped it off with, "I'm offering them to you, I don't want them anymore"!

This was more unbearable than being cursed at directly!

If he really accepted them, would he, Shi Wanshan, still have any face left in the Sect?!

"Nonsense!"

Shi Wanshan roared suddenly, his face red and neck thick. He roughly shoved the fantian seal and all the other items he had previously taken from Little Fatty back into Wang Xiaopang's arms, almost making Wang Xiaopang stumble.

"Am I... am I, your Senior Martial Uncle, the kind of person who covets a Junior's things?!"

His voice was like thunder, trying to cover up his embarrassment with volume. "That was... that was a stopgap measure! Temporary safekeeping! Now, the items are returned to their rightful owner!"

Looking at Wang Xiaopang's "innocent and bewildered" eyes, he felt a surge of irritation, suffocated with frustration.

He suddenly pulled out several more jade bottles overflowing with treasure light and a Spiritual Qi-infused piece of armor, shoving them all into Wang Xiaopang's arms:

"Take them! This fantian seal was yours to begin with! These are welcome gifts from Senior Martial Uncle to compensate you! Double... no! Triple compensation! Whatever I took from you back then, I, your Senior Martial Uncle, will return it to you twofold! If you dare to refuse again, I, your Senior Martial Uncle, will get angry!"

He almost roared out the last words, then glared fiercely at Wang Xiaopang, his eyes seemingly saying: 'Kid, try not to accept them!'

Wang Xiaopang flinched from the roar, clutching a pile of treasures in his arms, but a troubled and reluctant expression appeared on his face. He mumbled softly, "How can I possibly... make Senior Martial Uncle spend so much..."

But he held them tightly, showing no intention of returning them.

Xuan Yangzi finally couldn't help but burst into laughter, and Xiao Ruobai and the others also couldn't help but smile.

Gu Changge looked at the farce below, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth deepened slightly.

Shi Wanshan snorted in annoyance at Wang Xiaopang's appearance and turned his face away, but inexplicably, he felt a sense of relief. This embarrassing situation was finally settled with treasures!

It's just that the cost... was painful!

This Little Fatty, he looks honest, but his heart is definitely dark if you cut him open!

While thinking this, Shi Wanshan, to alleviate his embarrassment, quickly and loudly changed the subject:

"Hahaha! Alright, alright! It was all a misunderstanding! It's good that we've cleared it up! We're all one family, no need for formalities!"

He slapped Wang Xiaopang's shoulder hard, making Wang Xiaopang wince, then forced a brilliant smile and said to Gu Changge and Xuan Yangzi:

"Sect Master! Junior Brother! Zizhu Peak has a new Disciple, which is a great joyous occasion! What kind of appearance is it to just stand around talking? We must celebrate properly!"

The two words "celebrate" were like a clap of thunder. Old Huang, who had just finished planting in the spiritual field behind, had just cautiously poked out his huge ox head, ready to see the Revered Master's new Disciple.

Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable pain in his back. He abruptly pulled back his huge ox head and, with lightning speed, flattened his body, wishing he could shrink his entire massive body into the mud of the spiritual field and disappear. He frantically chanted in his heart: "They can't see me... they can't see me!"

Xuan Yangzi's eyes lit up when he heard Shi Wanshan's words. He subconsciously licked his lips, as if savoring some peerless delicacy, and quickly clapped his hands, laughing, "Good! Good! Old Shi is right! A great joyous occasion like this must be celebrated properly!"

Even the usually aloof Xiao Ruobai, Fang Hanyu, and Ling Xi, upon hearing this, showed a faint, almost imperceptible hint of anticipation in their eyes.

Wang Xiaopang, who had just made a fortune, was a bit bewildered by the sudden enthusiastic atmosphere. He blinked his small eyes, holding a pile of treasures in his arms.

He kept muttering to himself: What kind of celebration are they talking about? It makes everyone so eager, even Third Senior Sister's eyes lit up... Gu Changge, sitting at the head of the table, his gaze swept over the Disciples and Senior Brothers below, each with their different expressions. The faint smile at the corner of his mouth deepened slightly, and he nodded slightly, his voice calm, "Very well. With a new Disciple, it is indeed time to celebrate."

He pondered for a moment, as if contemplating a menu, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the armrest of his seat.

"Hmm... the sirloin from that seven-colored elk last time, its meat was tender, and the harmonious essence it contained was quite beneficial for stabilizing one's Foundation; the hind legs of that Lightning Rabbit, with their balanced fat and lean meat, carried a hint of lightning Spiritual Qi, were very chewy, and tasted acceptable."

He seemed to be talking to himself, yet he also seemed to have made a decision.

"Let's go with those, then."

And at the same time, deep in the back mountains of Zizhu Peak.

That elk, leisurely munching on a Spiritual Plant, its entire body shimmering with seven-colored light, and that rabbit, darting rapidly through the grass, its body emitting tiny sparks of electricity, both felt a chill in a certain part of their bodies almost simultaneously, like a gentle breeze passing by.