After capturing Feng Yue, Lu Ye didn't bother with her anymore. He didn't even have anyone keep an eye on her. He had originally planned to break her legs if she dared to escape, but she had no intention of escaping at all. Every day, she would either sit there in a daze or stare blankly into space with a sorrowful expression.
In Tianji Hall, Lu Ye sat on a large chair. He didn't know which family this chair belonged to, but it was now the Jade Blood Sect's.
Feng Yue stood in front of him obediently with her hands folded over her lower abdomen.
As expected of a medical cultivator, it had only been a few days, but the puncture wounds on her palms had mostly healed. There wasn't even a scar left behind.
"Why hasn't anyone come to ransom you?"
Lu Ye had been waiting for the Feng Clan to ransom her.
In the Spirit Stream Battlefield, medical cultivators who were captured by the enemy could be ransomed for a certain price. Moreover, Feng Yue was not only a medical cultivator, but also a guardian of the Feng Clan. With such a status, her value shouldn't be low.
In Lu Ye's opinion, Feng Yue was a large sum of spirit stones and spirit pills.
He was prepared to bargain with the Feng Clan, but who would have thought that the Feng Clan wouldn't do anything? This made him a little impatient.
Feng Yue lowered her head and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito, "The Feng Clan probably thinks I'm dead."
"Bullshit!"
This woman was a little dishonest. The Seal Masters or Sect Masters of the sect were able to find out whether their disciples were dead or alive.
For example, when Lu Ye had been stranded in the Spirit Stream Battlefield, although the Sect Master and Second Senior Sister didn't know where he was, they knew that he was still alive.
This was because he had the Jade Blood Sect's seal on him. As long as the seal didn't disappear, he wasn't dead.
Moreover, Feng Yue and the other Feng Clan cultivators must have placed their seals on each other. The Feng Clan cultivators who were familiar with her could determine whether she was alive or dead based on the existence of the seal.
If Feng Yue was really dead, then the seal that belonged to her would vanish.
Lu Ye didn't know everything, so how could he be fooled by Feng Yue's words?
"Who's in charge of the Feng Clan's base now?"
Although most of the Feng Clan's original Spirit Stream Realm cultivators were dead, there were definitely powerhouses from the Inner or Core Realm who had rushed back. If he wanted ransom, he would have to contact someone who was in charge.
Feng Yue pursed her lips and did not answer.
Lu Ye raised his hand and pressed down on the hilt of the Mount Pan Blade. Accompanied by an ear-piercing sound of friction, the long blade was slowly unsheathed.
"It's my third brother, Feng Xiangyang!" Feng Yue hurriedly replied. The young man in front of her was the kind of person who would really stab her with a knife without saying a word. Although the injury on her palm had healed, every time she thought of that stab, her palm would still hurt.
"Contact him and tell him that if he wants to ransom him, he'll have to fork out a hundred thousand spirit stones!"
The scale of the Spirit Stream Realm disciples in the Jade Blood Sect was not small, and their monthly salary was at least a few thousand spirit stones. He couldn't always ask his Second Senior Apprentice Sister for money. The Jade Blood Sect had been in decline for many years, and his Second Senior Apprentice Sister was not wealthy.
Previously, the Jade Blood Sect had not been able to produce much, but now, their situation was much better. Because their two neighbors had been completely destroyed, the Jade Blood Sect was in charge of the surrounding 100-kilometer area. Whatever else the mine produced would belong to the Jade Blood Sect in the future, and the Heaven Fiend Hall and the Feng Clan would no longer have anything to do with it.
The disciples had also opened up many spirit fields in the encampment, and Hua Ci had brought people to plant medicinal herbs and spirit plants there to supplement the family's income.
However, this would take time to accumulate. If they could get some ransom money from the Feng Clan, it would alleviate the financial pressure on the Jade Blood Sect.
"The Feng Clan would not give so much." Feng Yue looked at Lu Ye in shock. A hundred thousand spirit stones, he really dared to ask for it. She had never thought that this young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes would be such a black-hearted guy.
Thinking about it, if this guy wasn't black-hearted, how could he have used the insect tide to attack the encampments of two factions?
"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and contact him."
Under Lu Ye's persuasion, Feng Yue had no choice but to contact Feng Xiangyang.
In fact, Feng Xiangyang had already contacted Feng Yue before this and knew about her current situation. He had even asked her to tell Lu Ye that he would pay some spirit stones to ransom Feng Yue.
However, Feng Yue had never mentioned this to Lu Ye.
As for why she didn't come over herself … she didn't have the guts. All the Myriad Demons Ridge cultivators within a thousand kilometres knew that they should never come within ten kilometres of the Jade Blood Sect's encampment. There was once an Eighth Order Heaven Grade Myriad Demons Ridge cultivator who passed by the Jade Blood Sect's encampment on his Artifact, but a shadow covered him … and he was gone!
So, it wasn't that the Feng Clan didn't want to ransom Feng Yue, but that they didn't have a suitable channel to contact each other.
"What if you can't contact him?" Feng Yue raised her eyes and quietly looked at Lu Ye.
Lu Ye pulled out his Mountain Coiling Saber and placed it at his feet. His meaning was obvious.
Feng Yue hurriedly sent a message.
After a while, she said softly, "I've contacted him."
"What do you mean?"
Lu Ye asked casually as he activated his spiritual power in his palm. Streams of Yin Essence and Yang Essence fused together, gradually forming the embryonic form of a spirit pattern.
"They can pay three thousand spirit stones …" Feng Yue replied weakly.
The Spirit Inscription that was about to form suddenly collapsed due to the chaos of Spirit Qi.
Lu Ye looked up at Feng Yue.
"Three thousand?"
"En."
"Then you're useless."
It wasn't that Lu Ye didn't want to bargain with the other party, but he had offered a price of one hundred thousand, and the other party had countered with three thousand. There was no sincerity in this. Continuing to bargain would be a waste of time.
"Kong Niu!" Lu Ye shouted at Kong Niu, who was standing in front of the Divine Pillar, busy with something.
"En." The burly Kong Niu turned his head and responded in a muffled voice.
"Drag this woman down and kill her!"
"Oh." Kong Niu strode forward. Under Feng Yue's horrified gaze, a large hand as big as a palm-leaf fan reached out and grabbed her hair. Then, Kong Niu turned around and dragged her out.
Kong Niu was a dull person. In the past, he only obeyed Hua Ci's orders, but now there was Lu Ye.
Feng Yue was dumbfounded. It wasn't until she was a distance away that she shouted, "The Feng Family wants me to take responsibility for the loss of the station, so they can't give me too many spirit stones."
She struggled wildly and broke free from Kong Niu's grip. She crawled to Lu Ye and knelt on the ground. She raised her head and said with tears in her eyes, "The Feng Family has internal strife. The faction I belong to used to be in power, but now it has lost the station under my control. Even if I'm a medical cultivator, the Feng Family is doomed after being redeemed. How can they spend too many spirit stones on a person who is bound to die? They just want me to take responsibility for this."
Kong Niu stood not far away. He looked down at the broken hair in his hand, then turned around and walked toward Feng Yue.
Lu Ye raised his hand, and Kong Niu's tall figure stood behind Feng Yue, shrouding her in his shadow.
Lu Ye lowered his head and looked at the disheveled woman in front of him.
"In other words, I can't get too many spirit stones from the Feng Family?"
"Absolutely impossible!"
Lu Ye thought of Dong Shuye. This guy betrayed the Sect because they lost the station. The responsibility of this matter was too great for a Seventh Order cultivator to bear. As Feng Yue said, even if she was a medical cultivator, even if she had the support of a powerful figure behind her, the Feng Family would definitely die after being redeemed this time.
The station was lost, and countless disciples were killed or injured. If this matter wasn't punished, how could they explain it to the cultivators who died? How could they convince the masses in the future?
"Then what use do you have?"
Lu Ye felt a little vexed. Originally, he had thought that Feng Yue's status as a guardian meant that her value would not be low. But now, it seemed that he had underestimated the situation. It was precisely because of her status as a guardian that the Feng family could not pay a high price to ransom her back and execute her. The Feng family's spirit stones did not grow on trees.
"I'm a medical cultivator. I can switch to the Blue Blood Sect!" Feng Yue said anxiously. Looking at her appearance, it was obvious that she had already planned to do so.
"I'm afraid you're dreaming."
Feng Yue dared to switch to the Blue Blood Sect in order to survive, but Lu Ye didn't dare to accept her.
He had captured the Feng Family's station and killed hundreds of their cultivators. Then, he took in the Guardian. If Feng Yue had any evil intentions, would Lu Ye have to be on guard against her in the future?
Moreover, switching to a Sect would cost a lot of merit points because it would cost a lot of merit points to forcibly erase the imprint of one's force … No, Feng Yue was the Feng Family's Guardian. She had the right to erase the imprints of the cultivators in the Sect, including her own.
As for her loyalty to the Blue Blood Sect, it wasn't difficult to solve. Feng Yue just had to swear a Heaven's Secret Oath.
Through these few contacts, Lu Ye had figured out the nature of this woman. When it came to her life or death, she was very soft. This could be seen from her decisive kneeling at the beginning.
It was true that she was a woman, but she was also a Seventh Order cultivator. In the face of a life and death crisis, she had knelt down just like that. If she didn't have some courage, she wouldn't have done such a thing.
But sometimes, she was very stubborn. When Lu Ye asked her to pass false information to the Feng Family cultivators to deceive them into coming out of the wormhole, Feng Yue would rather die than submit.
In short, she was very selfish, but she also didn't lack loyalty to the force she belonged to.
Slowly leaning down, Lu Ye raised his hand and pinched Feng Yue's chin.
"How many merit points do you have?"
"More than four thousand …" Feng Yue knew that this was a matter of life or death, so she didn't dare to lie.
Lu Ye let go of her, got up, and walked to the Heaven's Secret Pillar. Soon, he came back with a Heaven's Secret Contract and threw it to Feng Yue.
"Sign it!"
Feng Yue knelt on the ground and took a look. She found that the Heaven's Secret Contract was densely packed with clauses, including that from now on, she couldn't do anything to harm the cultivators of the Blue Blood Sect, she couldn't tell anyone about the Blue Blood Sect, and she couldn't hold a grudge against Lu Ye and the people around him …
All in all, there were at least twenty or so of them.
Feng Yue's scalp went numb. She really couldn't understand how Lu Ye could come up with so many clauses in such a short time.
If she signed such a Heaven's Secret Contract, she would no longer be a threat to the Blue Blood Sect in the future.
"Is this a contract to sell myself?"
Feng Yue raised her head and looked at Lu Ye aggrievedly. The situation was a little different from what she had imagined.
"Just tell me if you want to sign it or not."
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