515: Chapter 515 Hehe

Fire Turtle City, Golden Crow Holy Land headquarters hall.

The hall was brightly lit, yet it could not dispel the heavy, oppressive atmosphere.

Saint Son Yang Ritian sat on the main seat, his expression as gloomy as water. His gaze swept over the three figures seated in order below. Sect Master Tu Wanxiong of Fire Turtle Mountain, Pavilion Master Zhu Chixiao of Chiling Pavilion, and Island Master Nu Canglang of Raging Waves Island rose one after another, each offering storage rings with both hands—Formation Plates, spirit ores, Talismans, and Medicinal Pills, all reported according to the list.

Saint Son Yang Ritian took the list and glanced at it. His expression brightened slightly. He nodded slightly, his tone warm: "You have all put in the effort. Once the Dingding Ceremony is successfully completed and the Luck of Fusang Province descends, you will all be heroes. The Golden Crow Holy Land will not forget your contributions."

The three Sect Masters bowed in acknowledgment, exchanged a few polite pleasantries, and then retreated to the side.

When it was Qingmu Cliff's turn, Mao Xiuzhu stepped forward and also presented several storage rings. Saint Son Yang Ritian took them casually, checked them, and twirled them on his fingertip before suddenly chuckling: "Elder Mao, I heard that Qingmu Cliff has been quite lively lately? Has the Sect split?"

Mao Xiuzhu's expression remained unchanged, and he bowed slightly: "Thank you for your concern, Saint Son. Sect Master An Suxin's faction is ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth. She had an affair with a Mortal and gave birth to a daughter, staining the Sect's reputation. Now, Grand Elder Jin Qiushui has decided to purge the Sect. However, please rest assured, Saint Son; this bit of internal turmoil will not affect the Sect's operations. The resources to be offered in the future will remain just as much."

He raised his head, his expression earnest: "Everyone at Qingmu Cliff will surely follow the Saint Son's lead."

Saint Son Yang Ritian glanced at him, seemingly satisfied with this answer, and waved his hand: "Alright, you may all withdraw."

Mao Xiuzhu and the other four bowed and exited the hall as if granted amnesty.

Only Saint Son Yang Ritian remained in the hall. He leaned back against his chair, his gaze falling on the storage rings on the table, lost in thought.

A moment later, footsteps came from the side door. Yu Xiong pushed the door open, the hem of his silver-gray robe fluttering slightly, and walked to the center of the hall to stand still.

"Without the kan cauldron, li tripod, and zhen cauldron, even if I give you our two auxiliary cauldrons, you will only have five in your hands. How much certainty do you have for the Dingding Ceremony?"

Saint Son Yang Ritian looked up at him, his tone indifferent: "I have my own judgment. Just hand over those two auxiliary cauldrons to me as agreed."

Yu Xiong was silent for a moment: "Very well. But the two auxiliary cauldrons are not with me; they are in the hands of the Right Envoy. I need to go back to retrieve them."

"I don't care if you find the Right Envoy or the Left Envoy." Saint Son Yang Ritian straightened up, his gaze darkening, "In half a year, I want to see those two auxiliary cauldrons in Fusang Land. Otherwise, matters regarding the Erosion Source Blood Tree..."

He did not finish, but the meaning was clear. Yu Xiong's expression did not change, and he nodded: "Understood."

With that, he turned and walked out of the hall.

In the long corridor, Yu Xiong's pace was steady. After leaving the Golden Crow Holy Land headquarters, he stood at the street corner and looked up in the direction of the East Sea Chamber of Commerce building.

He recalled the young man at the auction who called himself Liu Mobai.

Dongming Liu Family... Are they planning to extend their reach to Fusang Province? Does the Zhu Family not want this branch in Fusang Province? He shook his head and pushed these thoughts away. Why think so much? Just bring the news back. The sooner you die, the more you get involved in the affairs of these big families.

"...!"

Yu Xiong suddenly clutched his chest, a trace of dark red blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. A low cough was suppressed in his throat. He raised his hand to wipe away the blood and cursed in a low voice: "Time to return to the Golden Crow Holy Land to demand the antidote from the Palace Master, and by the way, get the two auxiliary cauldrons from that old geezer Yuwen and take them to Fusang Land for that idiot. I really have such bad Luck."

Inside the hall, Saint Son Yang Ritian stood with his hands behind his back in front of the window, gazing at the night scene in the courtyard. He summoned a subordinate: "Where is Yan Xueyuan now?"

"Replying to the Saint Son, the Saintess is still playing in the Peach Blossom Sea."

Saint Son Yang Ritian frowned: "She's played enough. Send word to her to depart for Fusang Land immediately. No delays."

The subordinate acknowledged and withdrew. Saint Son Yang Ritian remembered something else and added: "Take good care of that Nine Heavens Purple Jade Bamboo shoot; that is Auntie Ni's favorite."

When mentioning Zhu Xuanni, his tone softened a rare amount.

"When she arrives in Fusang Land, I will give it to her personally."

Mu Yunqing, who was beside him, cautiously leaned in and said softly: "The Saint Son is so attentive to the Supreme Elder, yet the Supreme Elder is always indifferent to you... In my opinion, why not—"

"Slap—"

Before he could finish, Saint Son Yang Ritian backhanded him, sending him flying. Mu Yunqing collided with a pillar with a dull thud and slid to the ground, his cheek swelling rapidly.

Saint Son Yang Ritian's voice was cold: "Are you worthy of mentioning Auntie Ni?"

He looked down at the male concubine lying on the ground, "It seems I have spoiled you too much. Put away those thoughts of yours. Have I not been good enough to you? When you wanted those women from the Linglong Blessed Land, I destroyed the Linglong Blessed Land for you. Do you know that the group who escaped back then has already reached Fusang Land? How many of my Golden Crow Holy Land Elders and Disciples have they slaughtered?"

Mu Yunqing covered his face and knelt on the ground, trembling: "This concubine was wrong... This concubine knows his mistake."

He curled up on the ground, but resentment surged in his heart.

You destroyed the Linglong Blessed Land, but that was just pushing the boat with the current. Wasn't the ultimate goal that li tripod? But he dared not say a word of it.

Another fear welled up in his heart. If those people from the Linglong Blessed Land found out that the one who coveted their female cultivators back then was him, the consequences...

"Get out."

Mu Yunqing scrambled away. Several subordinates dared not linger and retreated as well.

Saint Son Yang Ritian turned back around, stood with his hands behind his back, and gazed at the empty courtyard outside the window. His eyes were dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He muttered to himself: "Moon Shadow Holy Land... Linglong Blessed Land... Giant Clan..."

Several days later, in the backyard of the East Sea Chamber of Commerce.

Clan Master Mu Yaoguang and Deputy Sect Master Yu Lingshuang sat opposite each other, with a Jade Slip full of terms spread out between them. The two negotiated the details of the cooperation one by one, from profit sharing to route sharing, from intelligence exchange to resource allocation, all settled one by one.

Clan Master Mu Yaoguang took the initiative to make concessions on several details, her posture extremely low, clearly seeking help sincerely.

After the terms were agreed upon, Deputy Sect Master Yu Lingshuang put the Jade Slip into her sleeve and looked up at Clan Master Mu Yaoguang: "Clan Master Mu is truly formidable in business. The terms are thorough and comprehensive; I couldn't find any loopholes."

Clan Master Mu Yaoguang laughed: "Deputy Sect Master Ling Shuang is too kind. If it weren't for you intentionally yielding, some terms wouldn't have been so easy to settle."

She knew clearly that it was Deputy Sect Master Yu Lingshuang who had suppressed her bottom line at several key points and did not take advantage of her plight. If it were someone else, they would probably squeeze every last drop of oil out of the Mu Family.

Deputy Sect Master Yu Lingshuang did not deny it. She knew that Clan Master Mu Yaoguang had intentionally made concessions; after all, she was the one asking for help. When it came to business schemes, she was still a bit lacking, but fortunately, she had Ling Hao and the entire strength of the Moonshadow Sect backing her, which made up for her shortcomings.

Since the other party was willing to yield, and her side did not open a lion's mouth, it was naturally settled quickly.

After the business was finished, Ling Hao spoke up at the right time: "Since the agreement is set, we should set off as well."

Clan Master Mu Yaoguang did not hold them back and looked at Mu Xiyao beside her: "Xiyao is just about to go to the branch in Fusang Land to preside over it. I wonder if it would be convenient for the Moon Shadow Sect Master to... look after her a little on the way?"

Ling Hao tilted his head to look at Mu Xiyao. She stood behind her mother, her head slightly lowered, her fingers twisting the cuffs of her sleeves, but the corners of her eyes clearly contained some anticipation.

Those eyes were bright under the light, as if hiding something unsaid.

Ling Hao smiled: "Sure, it's just a matter of convenience. It'll be nice to have someone to talk to on the way."

The corners of Mu Xiyao's mouth curled up, then quickly flattened.

After leaving, Yue Xinlan suddenly reached out and grabbed Ling Hao's sleeve. That fair, tender little hand grasped his cuff, and she pointed to a certain direction outside the window. A hint of sharpness appeared in her usually calm gaze.

Ling Hao looked in the direction she pointed, then narrowed his eyes slightly, and a curve hooked at the corner of his mouth.

He had already discovered it. It seems that the yellow-haired Saint Son wants to play some little tricks.

Hehe... Let's see how I deal with you...