As he said that, a handsome young cultivator rode a ball of clear air and arrived in front of these people. He had a red face and white teeth, and a faint smile on his lips, making others unable to feel any ill will towards him. However, his appearance caused everyone present to keep quiet out of fear. The celestial market was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard. No one dared to speak up again.
This was not because Chou Kun's family's might was outstanding, but because the Shaoqing Sect was too infamous.
In the past hundred years, there were more than ten sects that were exterminated just because they spoke rudely towards the Shaoqing Sect's students.
Also, due to the cultivation method that the Shaoqing Sect's students cultivated, they would often invite others to fight if there was a disagreement, or even find an excuse to challenge them. After a battle, it would usually be a fight to the death. Furthermore, the number one sect in the Mystic Sect was extremely protective of their own people, and would easily exterminate people. Who here didn't have friends or relatives? Who didn't have scruples? Thus, no one dared to speak rashly, fearing that they would provoke this Shaoqing Sect's student and invite trouble for no reason.
After a moment, a voice suddenly came from the seventh floor. The originally lazy tone suddenly became somewhat serious. "Since it's the Shaoqing Sect's student who wishes to obtain this item, I will withdraw."
Chou Kun smiled lightly and cupped his hands towards that direction. "Many thanks."
Seeing that someone spoke, and that the Shaoqing Sect's student didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, the old man with a deep scar on his face hesitated for a moment. In the end, he forced a smile and said, "So it's a disciple of the Shaoqing Sect. It's just a spirit herb, I'm willing to give it up."
Although he said it as if he didn't care, anyone could see the helplessness in his eyes.
The green-clothed cultivator's face also changed a few times. Hesitation actually appeared on his originally proud and aloof expression, as if he was experiencing a conflict in his heart. In the end, he stomped his foot heavily and turned to return to the inner room. He actually didn't say a single word. It was obvious that he had already given up.
The gazes of everyone below couldn't help but gather on that Linqing Monastery's student, Song Hong. He was already the last person who persisted, but at this moment, his face also revealed an extremely difficult expression.
Chou Kun, on the other hand, didn't force him. He just stood there with a smile. However, his actions gave Song Hong immense pressure. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Finally, he sighed and shook his head. He cupped his hands towards Chou Kun and said, "Since Fellow Daoist of Shaoqing Sect is interested, I, Song Hong, will naturally withdraw."
His voice was trembling. One could imagine the unwillingness and helplessness in his heart.
However, at this moment. A pretty young woman ran out of the flying pavilion. She pulled his sleeve and shook it with all her might, saying anxiously, "Senior Martial Brother, Martial Uncle is waiting for our news. How could you do this? So what if it was the Shaoqing Sect? Why are you so scared? What happened to your manliness? "
"Shut up!"
Song Hong suddenly roared loudly, and his expression suddenly became extremely stern as he pointed inwards and said in a low voice, "Mi Qinger, this isn't a place for you to speak. If you say another word, I'll punish you by not taking a single step out of the monastery for thirty years. Hurry up and scram back! "
The young woman was startled. For as long as she could remember, her senior martial brother was like a gentle elder, a pure gentleman. He had never lost his temper at her, not even a few harsh words. Now, he suddenly spoke to her in such a harsh manner. She stared blankly at Song Hong, and her eyes couldn't help but redden. She only felt extremely wronged, and held back the tears that were about to fall. She covered her mouth and turned around, running into the inner room.
Seeing this, Chou Kun smiled slightly and said, "Is this your junior martial sister? She's so innocent and unaffected. "
Song Hong's expression changed, saying, "This is my junior martial sister's first time leaving the sect, and I didn't mean what I said. If I misspoke, I hope Fellow Daoist Chou won't take it to heart."
Chou Kun couldn't help but laugh. This young cultivator revealed a good-looking smile, saying, "Fellow Daoist Song worries too much."
Song Hong silently cupped his hands towards him, and dejectedly retreated.
In the distance, the female students of the Agarwood Sect watched with sparkling eyes. The Shaoqing Sect was worthy of being the number one sect of the East Hua Continent's Xuan Sects. Its power was awe-inspiring. Just one direct disciple and no one dared to compete with them.
Although Chou En was only at the first level of the Mystic Light Realm, and there were people here who could beat him, no one dared to take the risk of offending the Shaoqing Sect. Thus, they all endured.
Zhang Yan looked out from the pavilion and smiled. "Only seven thousand spirit shells? Since no one else wants to make a move, then I'm going to take this spirit herb."
Jun Ling 'er was startled, and her expression became anxious. She stammered, "Celestial guest, that's the Shaoqing Sect …"
Zhang Yan glanced at her and shook his head. He stood up, walked to the pavilion, and removed the restrictions before walking out.
The atmosphere was originally stifling, and everyone's gazes couldn't help but land on him when he said something, but he didn't seem to notice at all. "Nine thousand spirit shells, I want this Leaf True True Grass."
Nine thousand spirit shells! This number caused everyone present to feel dizzy.
Not only did this person have the guts to come out, but he also lost the face of the Shaoqing Sect. Was he tired of living too long?
The atmosphere immediately became tense.
Who knew that the scene of Chou Kun falling out and leaving didn't appear as everyone expected.
After Chou Kun heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He thought for a moment, sighed, and shook his head with a bitter smile. "Nine thousand spirit shells, I can't afford it. I'm afraid this item is yours now."
Zhang Yan smiled faintly, nodded slightly, and turned to leave.
Everyone felt like they were in a dream. Was this still the Shaoqing Sect's disciple? When did he become so easy to talk to? Could it be that this person was an imposter?
They immediately discarded this thought. The profound light under Chou Kun's feet was like a rainbow, and it was obvious that it was a secret technique of the Shaoqing Sect.
At this time, a woman in elegant clothes came to Chou Kun's side on her magic tool, and said softly, "If senior brother Chou is short of money, my Agarwood Sect is willing to help senior brother."
Chou En smiled indifferently, and said, "I appreciate junior sister Pan's good intentions, but this spirit grass is rare, but it's not worth ten thousand spirit shells. This price is already extremely high, and any more is useless."
"This …" The woman said angrily, "Senior brother came all the way here for this item. Are you going to give it to this person just like that?"
Chou En smiled freely, and said, "I was just about to pay a visit to this fellow Daoist."
Zhang Yan's expression was calm as he returned to the table. Jun Ling 'er looked at him with shock and fear. This person's background shouldn't be small, but how could it be greater than the Shaoqing Sect? He dared to slap the Shaoqing Sect's face in public, was he not afraid that the other party would come looking for him?
As she was lost in her thoughts, she heard a clear voice outside the restriction. "I don't know if fellow Daoist is here, Chou En has come to visit."
Jun Ling 'er's expression changed greatly. Her body couldn't help but tremble. Although the master of the boat here had a profound background, and his cultivation wasn't weak, he didn't dare to blame the Shaoqing Sect. If the Shaoqing Sect killed Zhang Yan in a fit of anger, she would be the scapegoat in the end.
Just as she was about to remind him not to promise, she saw Zhang Yan casually remove the restriction, and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, please enter."
Jun Ling 'er's horse was like dead ash.
Chou En smiled as he stepped in. Although he didn't have any worldly aura on him, Although he didn't have any worldly aura on him, there was an imposing manner that pressed down on Jun Ling 'er to the point that she couldn't breathe.
Zhang Yan glanced at Jun Ling 'er, and said, "You go out, I have something to say to this fellow Daoist from the Shaoqing Sect."
Jun Ling 'er felt as if she had been granted amnesty, and dragged her almost collapsed body out of the balcony. She actually didn't dare to stay here for a moment longer.
After Chou En entered. He didn't even look at Jun Ling 'er, and solemnly cupped his hands towards Zhang Yan, and said, "The Shaoqing Sect's true disciple, Chou En. Greetings fellow Daoist, what's your title? "
Zhang Yan smiled slightly, and cupped his hands, saying, "I'm Qincang School's true disciple, Zhang Yan."
"So it's a fellow Daoist from Qincang School." Chou En nodded, his face revealing a relieved expression, and smiled apologetically, saying, "I knew senior brother was here. I didn't come to fight for the spirit grass, it was rude. "
Zhang Yan smiled noncommittally. Looking behind Chou En, he said, "Are those senior brother Chou's friends?"
Once the restriction was removed, everything on the balcony could naturally be seen clearly from outside. Those Agarwood Sect's female students were originally looking forward to watching a good show, but seeing that Chou En actually didn't have the slightest intention of denouncing him, and was instead smiling, they couldn't help but be dumbstruck.
Chou En shook his head, and sneered, saying, "Senior brother also knows, they don't get along with us."
As he said this, although he had a smile on his face, his eyes had a kind of cold arrogance that came from his bones. Although his words when talking to these Agarwood Sect people was also polite, he had never put them on the same level as his own family. Only true disciples from large sects like Zhang Yan had the qualifications to be mentioned in the same breath as him, the rest were not in his eyes.
"My martial uncle, Qing Chenzi, once met with Qincang School's Daoist Qi Yuntian in the 16 sects' sword duel. Although Daoist Qi Yuntian is not a sword cultivator, he fought to a draw with my martial uncle. I wonder if senior brother Zhang is acquainted with him?" Although Chou En didn't directly ask, he was hinting at Zhang Yan's background and lineage from the side.
Zhang Yan smiled, saying, "Senior brother Qi, is it? We often see each other, of course we are acquainted. "
Hearing this, Chou En was slightly shocked. Originally, when he saw this Zhang Yan, he noticed that this person had a faint Dao aura on him, and he knew that this person must be from a large sect. Later, when he found out that he was a disciple of Qincang School, he was not surprised. Only such a large sect could send such a person. He did not expect that he was actually of the same generation as Qi Yuntian. Since they were acquainted, then naturally they were master and disciple. Perhaps he was also a disciple of the four great Daoist masters of Qincang School. In his heart, his evaluation of Zhang Yan couldn't help but rise a few points.
He pointed outside, and asked curiously, "Please forgive this junior brother for being presumptuous. Senior brother bought this spirit grass, could it be that you are preparing to condense a core?"
Zhang Yan smiled, and said lightly, "If I want to condense a core, why would I need this thing?"
Although he said it calmly, there was a strong sense of self-confidence that flowed out, which infected Chou En. It made him feel like he could not help but retreat, as if nothing and no one could stop this person from moving forward.
Chou Kun took a breath, calmed down, and asked again, "Then it is for the same sect as me?"
Zhang Yan nodded slightly. The spirit shell was nothing to him, but this' Xuan True Leaf Grass' was rare. In the future, when he refined the Xuan Luo Water, he could use it as a favor in the sect.
The Xuan Sect of Qincang School was a large sect, and there were many people who failed to condense a core. Although this spirit grass seemed like it was only enough for three people, that was the method of ordinary people. If he went back and asked Zhou Chongju to help him, and with some spirit medicine, he could at least refine twice the amount of Xuan Luo Water. Maybe at that time, he could have three or four Core Formation cultivators as his support. Although the quality of the finished core would not be within the top five, they were still Core Formation cultivators, and when combined, they would be a force to be reckoned with.
Chou Kun believed this excuse and thought, "No wonder this senior apprentice brother Zhang is so generous. I'm afraid he received orders from the sect. Nearly ten thousand spirit shells is not a small amount. If I don't have the help of my senior apprentice brothers and martial uncles, I definitely won't be able to afford it."
However, although this spirit grass could be refined for several people, since Chou Kun lost at the Treasure Auction, he would not ask Zhang Yan for it. This was the pride of the Shaoqing Sect. Since you won, you should let it go. At worst, you can just find another stalk of Xuan True Leaf Grass. Even if he went to his martial uncle, he would only praise him for doing the right thing and not letting down the prestige of the Shaoqing Sect.
The two talked happily. After a few more words, Chou En used an excuse to leave. When he turned around and left, a fragrant wind hit him. A slim young woman rushed over and pointed at Zhang Yan, and angrily said, "Senior apprentice brother Chou, that person, that person is the person who took our secret book that day!"
When Chou En heard this, he only said one sentence, "Is that so?"
The young woman choked and immediately froze. She didn't understand what was going on with this senior apprentice brother Chou.
Chou En indifferently smiled and said, "This is senior apprentice brother Zhang from Qincang School. He has his own Xuan cultivation method, but instead of cultivating it, he coveted your Agarwood sect's secret book? Aren't you thinking too highly of yourselves? "
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