242: Chapter 242 Compensation Resale
Xuanyuan continued, "Wuzhiqi is my only Disciple. Master Taiyi bullying someone smaller than himself is an act of contempt toward the Human Race."
"Is the dignity of the Human Race not worth a few Innate Spirit Treasures?"
Leveraging the might of the Human Race, combined with Master Taiyi's inherently improper behavior, he pressed down with overwhelming momentum.
Threatened by Xuanyuan...
A cold glint flashed in the eyes of Yuanshi Tianzun's Dharma form, but he ultimately suppressed his anger and said, "Fine. Master Taiyi, take out another Medium Grade Innate Spirit Treasure."
Since his teacher had spoken, Master Taiyi, no matter how unwilling, painfully took out another one and handed it to Xuanyuan.
Xuanyuan took it but still shook his head, "Still not enough."
Seeing Xuanyuan pushing for more, Yuanshi Tianzun's Dharma form finally became truly angry, "Human Emperor, are you trying to completely tear apart our relationship with the Chan Sect?"
When a Saint is angry, the surrounding space twists instantly, and the Innate Spiritual Qi flees one after another.
Some living beings who wanted to come over and watch the spectacle felt this aura and fled in the opposite direction, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.
Xuanyuan became serious at this moment, his Middle Stage Hunyuan Golden Immortal aura confronting Yuanshi Tianzun's Dharma form, "Tear apart our relationship? Yuanshi Tianzun, there was never any face to speak of between us. Back in the Battle of Zhuolu, the Twelve Golden Immortals slaughtered countless of my tribesmen. I have yet to settle that debt with you."
Upon hearing this, the aura of Yuanshi Tianzun's Dharma form instantly deflated. After a moment of silence, he said, "Innate Spirit Treasures are impossible. The Chan Sect is willing to provide a batch of Wind and Thunder Immortal Apricot fruits to compensate that little monkey."
Hearing this, a sharp glint flashed in Xuanyuan's eyes, and his aura instantly returned to normal, but he still feigned severity, "Fine. I will accept the fruits of the Wind and Thunder Immortal Apricot. This matter ends here."
The Wind and Thunder Immortal Apricot is one of the top ten Supreme Innate Spiritual Roots in the Primordial World, on the same level as Shi Yan's five-needle pine and Zhunti's Bodhi tree.
Each fruit contains Wind and Thunder Laws and magic power close to the Daluo level, making it the premier choice for Body Refining.
"It will be sent to the Human Race within a hundred years."
After giving a deadline, Yuanshi Tianzun's Dharma form snorted coldly and finally transformed into Yuqing Energy, returning to Master Taiyi's Primordial Spirit.
Xuanyuan said indifferently toward the Void Realm, "Until we meet again, I hope the Chan Sect Disciples can follow some rules."
After saying this, he took Wuzhiqi and turned to leave.
Master Taiyi watched the departing Xuanyuan, his eyes full of unwillingness, but he could only lower his head.
Heavenly Venerable Wenshu Guangfa quietly came to Master Taiyi's side and asked cautiously, "Senior Brother Taiyi... after the Yuqing Energy bestowed by the teacher returns to the Primordial Spirit, how many more times can it be used?"
Master Taiyi's expression remained ugly, but he did not hide it. After quickly recovering his state, he explained indifferently, "Three times at most..."
Hearing this number of uses, Heavenly Venerable Wenshu Guangfa's Dao body trembled faintly, a trace of imperceptible jealousy and loss flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly retreated behind the others, saying nothing more.
Meanwhile, Immortal Master Yuding and True Lord Qingxu Daode exchanged glances, expressing with anticipation, "Three more times? It seems our path to Karma will be much easier."
Regarding this, Master Taiyi did not respond, just watching the direction in which Xuanyuan had left, his eyes full of unwillingness.
The four of them finally left quietly, and the undercurrents in the Southern Lands quietly surged because of this.
...
After Xuanyuan and Wuzhiqi fled far away, they continued to search for opponents worthy of Wuzhiqi's training.
In the space tunnel, faint light from Laws flickered, and the two walked side by side.
Wuzhiqi looked at Xuanyuan with a silly grin, his eyes full of admiration and curiosity, and couldn't help but ask, "Teacher... were you doing that on purpose just now?"
Xuanyuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the southern horizon, and smiled faintly, his voice calm but carrying a hint of deep meaning, "Oh? Why do you say that?"
Wuzhiqi scratched his head, grinning and revealing two rows of snow-white teeth, "I saw that the faces of those Chan Sect people changed! As soon as you appeared, they looked like they had seen a ghost... especially that guy who used the Fire Dragon Cover, Master Taiyi, right? And Immortal Master Yuding and the others... Teacher, did you recognize them long ago and deliberately extort them?"
Xuanyuan turned his head to look at him, the corners of his mouth curling into a playful arc, and raised his hand to tap him gently on the head, his voice gentle but carrying a tone of admonishment, "Kid, your brain turns fast."
Wuzhiqi rubbed his head and chuckled, but there was not a hint of grievance on his face, "Teacher, you had a grudge with them back during the Battle of Zhuolu, right? Back then they were of the Senior Martial Uncle generation, but now they are being pressed so hard by you, a Middle Stage Hunyuan Golden Immortal, that they can't even lift their heads... Tsk tsk, that feels so satisfying!"
Xuanyuan shook his head and chuckled, casting his gaze into the distance, his voice carrying a hint of emotion and depth, "Back during the Battle of Zhuolu, they, as Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, slaughtered countless of my Human Race tribesmen. I have always remembered that blood debt. It's just that due to the stance of our tribes and the situation in the Primordial World, and my own strength at the time, it had been shelved. Now that I have the chance, of course I must extort them a little."
He paused, then continued, his tone carrying a trace of coldness, "Extorting them today is both to vent my anger and to serve as a reminder. Let them know that the Karma of the Human Race has never been settled."
Wuzhiqi's eyes were sparkling, and he said excitedly, his voice full of joy, "Teacher, when you said you wanted ten Innate Spirit Treasures just now, I was stunned! I actually thought, am I really worth that much money? Watching Master Taiyi's pained expression was even more satisfying than beating him up myself! Hahaha..."
Xuanyuan couldn't help but tap him again, laughing, his eyes full of doting, "Kid, the wounds on your own body haven't healed yet, and you're still laughing so happily?"
Wuzhiqi rubbed his head, grinning, his face full of satisfaction, and continued, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt! Teacher, when you sent out that bit of mysterious yellow qi just now, I felt so majestic! Even Yuanshi Tianzun's Saint Dharma form could only contend with you on equal terms... Teacher, just how strong are you now?"
Xuanyuan looked at his impatient, monkey-like demeanor and shook his head, his voice gentle but carrying a hint of seriousness, "Just Middle Stage Hunyuan Golden Immortal. There is still a long road to travel before reaching the true Dao."
Wuzhiqi, however, was full of admiration, his eyes seemingly sparkling with starlight, "You are already this powerful at the Middle Stage! Once I have a Breakthrough to Daluo, I will follow you to sweep across the Primordial World!"
Xuanyuan chuckled, raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder, his tone encouraging, "Finish the training right in front of you first. There are still many Cultivators in the Southern Lands waiting for you to hone yourself against. Once you truly attain the Daluo Dao, it won't be too late to talk about sweeping across the Primordial World."
Wuzhiqi nodded like a pounding pestle, his voice full of determination, "Understood! Teacher, I will work hard!"
The two continued walking forward, Wuzhiqi's excited laughter echoing in the space tunnel.
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