15: Chapter 15 You all deserve to die!

"Really? Junior Brother Chen, don't lie to me!"

Zhang Lei lunged forward, his tall frame instantly casting a shadow over Chen Yan.

Chen Yan looked up at Zhang Lei, feeling somewhat speechless.

Since he started practicing the Sword Heart Tempering Method, his physique had become increasingly well-proportioned, with well-defined muscle lines all over his body.

He was, after all, a tall guy at 1.8 meters.

But standing in front of Zhang Lei, who was nearly two meters tall, he looked like a little chick.

"Senior Brother, don't be in such a hurry!"

He chuckled and raised his hand to pat Zhang Lei's broad, muscular shoulder, saying, "I do have a Foundation Establishment Pill, but about the price..."

Impatient, Zhang Lei immediately blurted out, "Don't worry, Junior Brother Chen! I'll make sure you're satisfied with the price!"

"As long as there's nothing wrong with your Foundation Establishment Pill, I'm willing to pay 15,000... no! I'm willing to pay 20,000 Spirit Stones!"

Chen Yan looked at him with a strange expression, unsure whether to say the Disciples of Baoqi Peak were incredibly wealthy or if this Senior Brother was just brainless.

Who acts so desperate when buying something?

Isn't this just flat-out telling others: 'Buddy, I'm rich, come and fleece me!'

20,000 Spirit Stones was indeed the ceiling for an ordinary Foundation Establishment Pill!

Since the Ninth Peak wanted to develop now, its relationship with the other peaks couldn't be too strained.

Chen Yan didn't raise the price further; he chuckled, pulled out the Foundation Establishment Pill, and handed it to Zhang Lei. "Senior Brother, you can inspect the goods first!"

Zhang Lei reached out with his hand, which was as large as a cattail leaf fan, and carefully pinched the Foundation Establishment Pill. His Divine Sense swept over it, feeling the surging energy contained within the pill. He said excitedly, "It's a Foundation Establishment Pill, no doubt!"

"Hahaha! Junior Brother Chen is indeed someone who could gain the favor of the Sword Venerable!"

"I've been searching for this Foundation Establishment Pill for months, but I never expected to actually buy it from you!"

He pulled out a Spirit Stone card and handed it to Chen Yan. "Here! There are exactly twenty thousand Spirit Stones in this card. Keep it safe, Junior Brother!"

An excited heart, trembling hands!

Twenty thousand Spirit Stones, come with me!

Looking at the Spirit Stone card in his hand, Chen Yan was so excited he almost pissed himself!

Twenty thousand Spirit Stones!

A regular Qi Refining Disciple's monthly allowance was 100 Spirit Stones!

Even with Sect missions and contribution exchanges, it wouldn't exceed 300 Spirit Stones!

These twenty thousand Spirit Stones were equivalent to what they would earn in nearly ten years without eating or drinking!

And he had done it in just one day!

He had completely turned his life around relying on the Synthesis Technique!

When walking out of the market, Chen Yan felt like he was walking on air!

This morning, he was still worried about that "bold claim."

But now, he truly had the confidence to say "I'll support you" to his Revered Master again!

"Today is a good day~ Everything I wish for will come true~"

He hummed a little tune all the way, intending to head back.

But halfway there, he thought of his Revered Master's makeup-free silhouette and suddenly had a thought: "Now that I have money, wouldn't it be wrong not to buy a gift for Revered Master?"

"The dignified Sword Venerable Shuanghua doesn't even have a single decent piece of jewelry on her. This simply won't do!"

"Besides, if I give Revered Master a gift, what if she's so moved she cries and offers herself to me... cough cough!"

"Even if she doesn't offer herself, if she passes down a Heaven Rank Cultivation Technique or something to me, it'll still be a huge profit!"

"Hehe~ Hehehe~"

Chen Yan chuckled foolishly, turned his body, and headed toward the Sect's teleportation array.

Destination: Qingyu City!

Because in Qingyu City, there was a Duobao Pavilion!

They collected rare treasures from all over the world, and their branches were open across the entire continent!

It was the most suitable place to pick a gift for his Revered Master!

Whoosh!

As Chen Yan's figure disappeared into the teleportation array,

A figure came running from a distance.

He glanced at the destination of the teleportation array and spoke in a low voice into a sound transmission stone in his hand: "Qingyu City! He's alone!"

Crack!

In a secret room on the Fifth Peak,

Lin Qinger crushed the wine cup in her hand. Her originally pretty face was now twisted and distorted!

"Chen Yan!"

"You're just a piece of trash, how dare you insult me!"

"You even used an image recording stone to set me up, so don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"If you had stayed holed up in the Sect, there would be nothing I could do!"

"But since you've dared to head down the mountain, don't even think about coming back!"

"This time, let's see who can protect a piece of trash like you!"

She took out another sound transmission stone, infused it with spiritual power, and barked in a low voice, "He's left the mountain. Proceed according to plan!"

A hoarse and sinister voice came from the sound transmission stone: "Hehe... don't worry. Once he's out of the Taiqing Sword Sect, we'll make sure he doesn't survive!"

Just as she was about to give further instructions, a voice suddenly reached her ears: "Qinger, come here."

Whoosh!

Lin Qinger's face turned deathly pale.

But she instantly adjusted her expression, forced a flattering smile, and replied sweetly, "Revered Master, Qinger is coming~"

Her voice echoed in the secret room, but no one replied.

Yet she didn't dare to relax in the slightest. After straightening her dress, she swayed her hips and walked gracefully toward the courtyard where Li Qingxuan was located.

Fifth Peak, Peak Revered Master's Villa.

The air was filled with a cloying, sickly sweet incense.

Slap!

A heavy slap rang out, followed by Li Qingxuan's dark, angry roar: "Useless! You can't even handle such a small matter!"

"Take off your clothes and kneel!"

Lin Qinger's fawning, flattering voice drifted out: "Yes, Revered Master~"

Then, sounds of soft panting drifted from the villa, only to be blocked inside by the formation.

After a final muffled groan, an object fell to the floor.

Li Qingxuan said coldly, "Take it and get out!"

"Thank you, Revered Master~"

The formation opened, and Lin Qinger walked out of the villa with her clothes in disarray.

On her neck and exposed skin, dense bruises and pinch marks could still be seen!

In her hand, she tightly gripped a Storage Pouch.

That was the "reward" she received every time after serving Li Qingxuan!

A few Medicinal Pills and about a hundred Spirit Stones!

Back in her secret room,

Looking at her own reflection in the mirror, looking neither human nor ghost,

The hatred in Lin Qinger's eyes grew wildly like weeds!

"Why? Why!"

"Why can that trash Chen Yan be protected in the hands of the Sword Venerable like a treasure!"

"While I can only be like a dog, begging that disgusting person for a few cultivation resources!"

"Clearly, I awakened a Medium Grade mystic ice sword tassel!"

"Clearly my Aptitude is stronger than Chen Yan's!"

"But why would that bitch Leng Qingshuang rather take that trash Chen Yan than accept me as her Disciple?"

"Damn it! Damn it! You all deserve to die!"

Lin Qinger reached out to stroke the scars on her body, a flash of madness in her eyes!

"Just wait... you all just wait..."

"I'll start with that trash first!"

"It'll be your turn... it will..."