"Elder!"
All the empyreal swordsmen were greatly surprised by Ling Lanyin's respect that bordered on flattery.
When Ling Lanyin arrived at the branch of the Purple Pole Sword Sect, she had written everything that had happened in the Southland of Sorcerers, including the death of 'Thunderous Straight Swordsman' Lou Chongxiao and the fact that she was likely to invite a new Yuanying, in a confidential letter and sent it back to the headquarters through a spiritual crane.
However, the death of a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator and the addition of a new Nascent Soul Stage cultivator were both earth-shattering events.
Right now, the Purple Pole Sword Sect was at the critical moment when a storm was brewing. Such critical news could not be announced immediately. Only a few leaders in the Nascent Soul Stage, including the few Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators, knew about it.
Li Yao, on the other hand, did not want to be tied to the Purple Pole Sword Sect's chariot so quickly. He had to be sold at a good price first. Therefore, he specifically instructed that the Yuanying elders and leaders of the Purple Pole Sword Sect were not allowed to greet him, or he would immediately turn around and leave.
Those empyreal swordsmen only knew that they were going to welcome Ling Lanyin and listen to her every command. They did not know that Ling Lanyin would bring back such a terrifying monster.
Although Ling Lanyin was both obedient and ignorant in front of Li Yao, it was only because she was overwhelmed by the aura of the 'old monster' that was Li Yao.
In front of the common disciples, she, as one of the youngest Jin Dan Fairies of the Great Qian Dynasty, the most distinguished new sword Cultivator of the Purple Pole Sword Sect, and one of the 'Four Fairies', was truly a high and mighty, awe-inspiring, and inviolable being. Many young disciples even regarded her as a 'goddess'.
But today, the 'goddess', who had always been cold, proud, and strong, would be so humble and respectful to the plain-looking young man in plain clothes. How could the empyreal swordsmen not be dumbfounded?
"What are you waiting for?"
Ling Lanyin was anxious. The old monster only promised to visit the headquarters of the Purple Pole Sword Sect. He did not say that he would definitely stand on the Purple Pole Sword Sect's side. It was hard to tell whether the man was kind or evil. Who knew what kind of appalling things he would do if he was pissed off?
Therefore, she stood in front of everybody, cleaned her clothes, and bowed deeply to Li Yao. "Ling Lanyin of the Purple Pole Sword Sect greets Master Spiritual Vulture."
"Spiritual Vulture.
The empyreal swordsmen blinked... Spiritual Vulture was an unimportant person from a hundred years ago. He had always been active in the Southland of Sorcerers and had never been to the central plateaus. for the Cultivators in the Great Qian Dynasty, the Great had never even heard of him. many young had never even heard of him.
"He must be an expert of Spiritual Lanyin" Lanyin.
"However, other than Master Black Moon, there are no distinguished high-level Cultivators in the Southland of Sorcerers. I'm afraid that Senior Sister is too desperate."
"In any case, the man must be in the Core Formation Stage, since Senior Sister respects him so much. Also, the barbarian Cultivators are unconventional. Their methods of manipulating snakes, insects, rats, and venomous gas are unpredictable and unpredictable. Chances are that they are quite effective."
Therefore, they all bowed deeply like Ling Lanyin.
The empyreal swordsmen above the middle level of the Building Foundation Stage, who were confident in their own methods, addressed him as' Master ', and the disciples in the Refinement Stage called them' Elder '.
As a result, Ling Lanyin grew anxious again. She waved her sheath and knocked their heads. "How dare you call me Master? Elder?"
"Elder?"
"It's an honor to meet you, Elder."
Seeing that Ling Lanyin was so surprised, the empyreal swordsmen were deeply confused again. They lowered their heads, but their eyelids were rolling, while they eyed Li Yao suspiciously. They couldn't figure out what was so special about the 'elder' even though they racked their brains.
Li Yao accepted everybody's greeting emotionlessly. After the toughest empyreal swordsmen bowed on the ground for half a minute, he finally waved his hands lazily. "Forget it. Get up, all of you. I prefer to keep a low profile. There's no need to be so courteous, lest other people around peep at us."
The empyreal swordsmen: "…"
Li Yao: "Who is your leader? Come out and talk. Have you finished the competition between Senior Uncle Yan and Iron Saint Qi Zhongdao?"
"Yes."
"Ah Wu, the Dragon Spring Meeting has been held for three days. What's the situation right now?"
The one named 'Ah Wu' was a young man who was slightly fat and had a broad saber on his back. He stepped forward and bowed at Li Yao and Ling Lanyin again, before he said loudly, "Elder, Senior Sister Ling, the Dragon Spring Meeting this time is different from the past. We have presented all our best flying swords and magical equipment. Since the beginning of the meeting three days ago, the experts of various sects have been challenging us in the name of sword testing and training.
"Thankfully, all the disciples of our sect know that this is a critical moment of life and death. Everybody is fighting bravely and taking the lead. We did not embarrass our sect too much in the training two days ago.
"It was not until today that the high-level Cultivators of the level of Jin Dan and Yuanying of the six major sects led by the Grand Mystery Sect took turns to take the field. Just now, Elder Hong had a competition with Zhuge Xuan, the leader of the Thunderstorm Valley, and he was at a disadvantage. Even his newly-refined Nine Revolving Fish Intestine Sword was broken by the enemy."
Hearing that, Ling Lanyin looked at Li Yao worriedly.
Li Yao sniffed and said, "The Purple Pole Sword Sect and the Thunderstorm Valley both belong to one of the six major sects. It's not a big deal that your elder was defeated by the leader of the Thunderstorm Valley. The most important thing is whether or not Zhuge Xuan's victory was neat and tidy."
"Although Zhuge Xuan wounded Elder Hong, he seemed to have been heavily wounded himself, too," Ah Wu said. "His face was pale the moment he left the competition."
"Then, it was not a failure."
Li Yao said casually, "The most important thing is the battle between Sword Maniac Yan Liren and Iron Saint Qi Zhongdao. When will the battle begin?"
"About four hours later, when the sun is high in the sky," Ah Wu replied.
Ling Lanyin was rather surprised. "So soon?"
The Dragon Spring Meeting was an 'exhibition of goods' that would last for half a month. She had thought that the summit match would be held in the last few days as the grand finale.
Li Yao nodded, not finding it strange at all.
The Dragon Spring Meeting was a negotiation where the two parties used their combat ability as the bargaining chip in the first place.
As the representatives of the most advanced combat ability of the two parties, if the battle between Yan Liren and Qi Zhongdao did not end well, the other matches would be meaningless.
Even if the major sects won every 'competition' against the Purple Pole Sword Sect, what would happen if Yan Liren slayed Qi Zhongdao, the 'leader of all Cultivators', in the end?
Or maybe the Purple Pole Sword Sect had resisted every provocation of the opponents, only to have Yan Liren, the strongest sword Cultivator, be smashed into meat paste by the 'Heaven Flipping Seal' the moment he showed up. What would happen then?
Therefore, only the summit match between Yan Liren and Qi Zhongdao would set the keynote for the negotiation. Only then could the interests of a certain order, a certain territory, or a certain industry be decided through the competitions.
"Kiddo."
Li Yao pondered for a moment. Then, with a piece of paper as thin as paper between his fingers, he darted it into Ling Lanyin's arms like a flying sword.
Many empyreal swordsmen who were keen-eyed were shocked by Li Yao's technique, and they were truly respectful to him now.
Ling Lanyin took over the paper and read it, only to discover that the names of all kinds of materials were scribbled on it.
"Kunlan Stone, forty kilograms of Nine Sky Jade, ten kilograms of Red Meteorite Copper, a hundred and twenty kilograms."
The paper was full of hundreds of materials. Many of them were rarely-seen metals and Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. Despite the Purple Pole Sword Sect's immense capability, it was still rather difficult to collect them.
"Give the list of materials that I need to the person who is really in charge of your sect," Li Yao said matter-of-factly.
"Tell him that, if he can gather all the materials on the list and give them to me in one month, and if he lends the best refining workshop of the Purple Pole Sword Sect to me for three months, I will be willing to help you in the Dragon Spring Meeting."
Ling Lanyin was dazed for a moment. She frowned.
The old monster was indeed a super expert who could suppress Han Yuantai in one attack, but the price for his help was too high.
It was not going to be easy to gather so many rare materials.
"Do you think that this Venerable One is asking for too much?"
Li Yao chuckled and said slowly, "Not high. Not high at all. You have to think carefully. In fact, other than the promise that I will help the Purple Pole Sword Sect once on behalf of the Purple Pole Sword Sect, the price is also a promise that I will not attack the Purple Pole Sword Sect for at least three months."
Ling Lanyin bulged her eyes, and her lips were about to open, too.
Li Yao sighed. "It is truly exhausting to talk to a kiddo like you. If you still don't understand, I'll explain it to you in more detail.
"Give me the materials on the list, and I will help you in the Dragon Spring Meeting. I can deal with anybody.
"Otherwise, I would like to see how sharp the blades of the Purple Pole Sword Sect, which is known as the best sword sect in the world, are. Hehe. Hehehehe."
"You …"
Hearing the threat in Li Yao's words, the empyreal swordsmen naturally felt hostile toward him.
"Yes."
Li Yao narrowed his eyes. Green brilliance suddenly appeared deep inside his eyes. Even the tiny green spot at the center of his eyebrow was extending thorny tentacles, which seemed to be spreading out into strange birds.
"Ahhh!"
All the empyreal swordsmen felt that they had been struck by lightning when they were glanced at by him. Their hearts were aching, and they could not circulate their auras well, as if thousands of pests had crawled into their internal organs and veins.
Only now did they find out that the cultivation of this' Ancestor 'had truly exceeded their imaginations, and it had attained the peak of perfection. All of them were terrified to the extreme.
"Senior, master, elder."
Scared out of her wits, Ling Lanyin hurried to say, "I will certainly deliver your message and give you a satisfactory answer."
"Hehe."
It was not until then that Li Yao finally retreated his eyes that were piercing into the body of every empyreal swordsman like venomous needles. He said casually, "If you think that I am not worth the price, feel free to give me an unsatisfactory answer.
"Go now, kiddo.
"You, fatty, come here. Where is the battlefield of the duel between 'Sword Maniac' Yan Liren and 'Iron Saint' Qi Zhongdao? Is it open for everybody to observe? No, you don't need to lead the way. Just prepare a badge that allows me to enter and leave freely."
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