Li Xiandao backed off and gave Bai Chunjiang a day of time.
Li Xiandao felt like he earned 5,000 kilograms of pure yang spiritual liquid in a day. He could wait.
As for whether or not Bai Chunjiang would regret it?
Li Xiandao hoped that he wouldn't as that would only force him to attack. It would be bad luck for him to be sad after joy.
On this day, Li Xiandao didn't appear again. He acted like an invisible person and looked on as Bai Chunjiang inherited the position of Pure Yang Celestial Sect Sect Leader under everyone's gazes.
High spirited!
The peak of his life!
At that moment, Bai Chunjiang finally became what he had been dreaming of. He was high spirited and was praised by numerous people. He was so happy that he started to let go of himself.
But when he saw Li Xiandao drinking wine at the corner of the banquet, his mind cleared up. It was as if he was struck by lightning and fell from the clouds. Only then did he stop being so arrogant and embarrassing himself.
Li Xiandao toasted a cup of wine from afar. He smiled and drank it in one gulp before disappearing.
In the entire banquet, no one noticed Li Xiandao.
This kind of unfathomable method scared Bai Chunjiang so much that he completely sobered up. He started to think about how to take out the Pure Yang Spiritual Liquid from the pool of Pure Yang Spiritual Liquid.
That day, Bai Chunjiang was both happy and nervous.
On the second day, Li Xiandao came to his room on time.
Li Xiandao looked at Bai Chunjiang calmly and reached out, "Where is the 55 kilograms of pure yang spiritual liquid?"
If he didn't see it today, Li Xiandao would really be furious.
But luckily, Bai Chunjiang knew that he had to take it out, "Last night, after I inherited the position, I immediately filled it up. The pond was originally full but now it is half gone."
A storage jade box. He opened it and it was filled with pure yang spiritual liquid. Li Xiandao was satisfied, "Good, forget about me, forget about the contract and focus on being the Sect Leader."
Bai Chunjiang exclaimed, "Good, the stone in my heart has finally landed."
Li Xiandao turned around and left. The contract ended thanks to Bai Chunjiang's cooperation, otherwise, they would have fought.
Of course, there was a prerequisite for Bai Chunjiang's cooperation which was that the person who came to collect the debt had to be Li Xiandao.
Or, it could be that the other party's cultivation was higher than his, and he was unable to suppress them. Only then would he compromise.
If Tian Guangming came, Li Xiandao was sure that Bai Chunjiang would kill him right away without saying a word. He would destroy the corpse and act like nothing had happened.
This was why Seven said that he was the only one in the Bank of the Universe who could deal with these contracts.
The contract ended and Li Xiandao got what he wanted. He didn't stay and returned to the Bank of the Universe.
In the bank, Seven waited for Li Xiandao to return. She was like a wife waiting for her husband to return from work.
When Li Xiandao passed his gains to Seven, she was shocked, "So smooth. I thought that you were going to fight."
Li Xiandao shook his head and said, "No matter what, he wouldn't have fought me yesterday. That was the most glorious moment of his life. If he fought me and destroyed that scene, even if he died he wouldn't be satisfied."
Li Xiandao saw through Bai Chunjiang's thoughts.
"Should I let the Ancestral Dragon Spirit Meridian absorb all the pure yang spiritual liquid?" Seven asked Li Xiandao.
"I will let you control it. You decide." Li Xiandao said calmly.
"This pure yang spiritual liquid is a good thing. Pure Yang Celestial Sect might not even be able to get 100 kilograms a year. There are 55 kilograms here. If the Ancestral Dragon Spirit Meridian absorbs it, it will turn the Bank of the Universe into a spiritual energy mist second only to the Celestial World." Seven looked forward to it.
"Then, give it all to the Ancestral Dragon Spirit Meridian. Wasn't this the reason why we raised it?" Li Xiandao smiled.
"No problem." Seven poured the 55 kilograms of pure yang spiritual liquid into the core area of the Ancestral Dragon Spirit Meridian.
Hong long long!
Instantly, the Ancestral Dragon Spirit Meridian swelled up. Even the spiritual energy in the Bank of the Universe increased by several times. It reached a level where it was no weaker than the pure yang spiritual liquid.
Li Xiandao looked on in satisfaction.
Seven said regretfully, "Just a little more, otherwise, we would be able to produce the pure yang spiritual liquid ourselves."
Li Xiandao didn't care and said, "Then, let's wait. Anyway, we can take it slow. Let's deal with the other contracts first."
"Wait, when we are dealing with the other contracts, a guest has arrived." Seven stopped Li Xiandao.
"A new guest, bring him to the Trading Hall." Li Xiandao walked into the Trading Hall right away.
Seven quickly led the way and brought the person in.
It was a priest.
A middle-aged priest.
A priest with a vengeful aura. He didn't have the calmness of the Taoists and instead gave off an uncivilized aura.
The key was that Li Xiandao smelled something from this person.
The smell of pure yang.
Li Xiandao had just returned from Pure Yang Celestial Sect and was really familiar with this smell.
Even if he had many questions in his heart, Li Xiandao still smiled, "Welcome to the Bank of the Universe. You can trade anything here. As long as you can pay the price, we have everything."
The middle-aged priest looked at Li Xiandao and sat down. After thinking about it for a moment, he said firmly, "I want to borrow a pure yang celestial sword."
Li Xiandao's gaze became weird. He had just taken back a pure yang celestial sword and now he wanted to borrow one?
"Why do you want it for?" Li Xiandao asked.
"Junior Brother and I fought for sect leader. Our cultivations were the same but he used a pure yang celestial sword to defeat me." The middle-aged priest was filled with reluctance. He clenched his fists. He was just lacking a pure yang celestial sword.
If he had a pure yang celestial sword, he would have definitely lost.
Li Xiandao smiled as he listened. This was the person who fought for the position of sect leader with Bai Chunjiang. He lost because of a pure yang celestial sword and came here to ask for a pure yang celestial sword.
Clang!
Li Xiandao didn't say a word. He took out the pure yang celestial sword and placed it on the platform, "Take a look at this pure yang celestial sword, what do you think?"
The middle-aged priest looked at it in shock, "This … This is the same as the one in my junior brother's hand."
Li Xiandao said calmly, "It is the same. Mine is a male sword and his is a female sword. It was forged by a swordsmith and wherever the male sword is, the female sword won't appear. If you take this sword to find your junior brother, he definitely won't be able to take it out."
Seven listened to Li Xiandao's nonsense and suppressed her laughter. What male or female? Bai Chunjiang's pure yang celestial sword was right there, so how could he take out another one?
But the middle-aged priest believed him. He said emotionally, "How much do I have to pay for this?"
"Pure yang spiritual liquid, I just want this." Li Xiandao said calmly.
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