Chapter 00128: He Wasn't Joking with Me
# He Wasn't Joking with Me
Chapter 128
Novel: Abandon The Universe
Chapter 128: He Wasn't Joking with Me
The disciples of the Fog Sea Immortal Sect rode upon a mid-grade flying spirit device, and they had set off ahead of Lan Xiaobu and his group.
Now, Lan Xiaobu and his companions had been in the Kunxiu area for several days while those from the Fog Sea Immortal Sect had only just arrived.
Noticing the Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect, Zhuo Mingqiu of the Fog Sea Immortal Sect had deliberately chosen to establish their residence farthest from the Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect.
A disciple from a four-star sect saw the arrival of the Fog Sea Immortal Sect and cast a disdainful glance at the ostentatious Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect, letting out a snort.
He then walked over to the Fog Sea Immortal Sect's residence and casually remarked, "Zhuo Shixiong, those people from the Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect are quite unrefined. They have the audacity to set up their base directly opposite ours."
It was clear that the Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect had arrived before the Fog Sea Immortal Sect, yet this person insisted that the Thousand Cloud Sect was bold for establishing their base across from the Fog Sea Sect.
Zhuo Mingqiu glanced at the provocateur, recognizing him as Ju Shihe, an inner disciple from the four-star sect.
If it were someone else, it would not matter much, but the Lan Xiaobu from the Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect was a source of deep concern for Zhuo Mingqiu throughout his life.
Hearing Ju Shihe’s provocation, he replied indifferently, “Indeed, quite arrogant. A small fry like him isn’t worth my attention…”
With that, Zhuo Mingqiu turned and entered his residence, leaving Ju Shihe standing outside, bewildered.
What’s the meaning of this? Ju Shihe frowned, watching Zhuo Mingqiu's retreating back.
He had come to strike up a conversation to curry favor with Zhuo Mingqiu.
How fun would it be for a four-star sect and a five-star sect to join forces to bully a two-star sect? It would definitely enhance their camaraderie.
Ah, I get it.
Zhuo Mingqiu called him a small fry, indicating he couldn’t even be bothered to lift a finger.
However, Ju Shihe thought he could handle the situation himself.
Just as he resolved to teach the people of the Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect a lesson, several flying vessels descended from the sky.
Clearly, important individuals had arrived, so Ju Shihe hesitated before deciding to wait for a better opportunity.
After all, he was a four-star sect disciple.
If he were to punish a small sect in plain sight, it wouldn’t look good.
Indeed, many people had come.
Not only from five-star sects, but also from four-star and three-star sects like the Tianyuan Sword Sect, Ancient Star Mountain, and the Western Kunlun Sect.
Meanwhile, Lan Xiaobu stood outside the Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect, his gaze fixed on the flying vessels of Ancient Star Mountain, and asked, “They were the ones who drained the spiritual veins of the Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect, right?”
Xuan Fu quickly answered, “Yes, Master. They drained our spiritual veins and even killed Master Ling…”
“Master Ling?” Lan Xiaobu asked with confusion, for although he was the sect leader of the Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect, he wasn’t very well-acquainted with its past.
Shan Qianyue offered an explanation, “He was my master’s master, Ling Xuexing. I heard that when Ancient Star Mountain came to drain the spiritual veins of our sect, Master led several elders to forcibly stop them, but during that battle, Master and the elders perished—all without a single survivor.”
As she spoke, her eyes reddened, for it was after that battle that the Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect began to decline.
“There’s also that Purple Rainbow Sword Sect, they’re the ones…” Xuan Fu pointed to a recently arrived flying vehicle, lowering his voice, “Our Thousand Cloud Secret Realm was overtaken by the Purple Rainbow Sword Sect.”
Lan Xiaobu looked at that sect, noticing that its disciples seemed to lack strong cultivation, with their leader appearing to be only slightly stronger than the Golden Core stage.
“What star-level sect is the Purple Rainbow Sword Sect?” Lan Xiaobu casually inquired.
“A three-star sect, with one alchemist at the Core Formation stage in their ranks,” Xuan Fu replied immediately, showing that he had a good understanding of the Purple Rainbow Sword Sect.
A three-star sect could usurp the Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect’s secret realm? Lan Xiaobu felt a bit speechless, realizing just how weak the Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect had become.
As Xuan Fu was about to say more, they noticed someone approaching and quickly fell silent.
A young man walked over, his face filled with hostility and a hint of disdain at the corners of his mouth; it looked more like a cruel smirk than a smile.
Xuan Fu and Shan Qianyue both stayed silent, evidently not knowing who the newcomer was.
However, Lan Xiaobu had a suspicion—the young man wore the attire of a disciple from the Eastern Feather Immortal Sect.
He had no major enmity against them, though he had taught a lesson to someone from the Guihai family at the White Feather Immortal City.
It was said that there was an inner disciple linked to the Guihai family within the Eastern Feather Immortal Sect.
Was this person one of them?
With a crystal ball of images in his hand, Lan Xiaobu positioned it in a corner of their residence.
He internally thanked Chunyu Liangyong; while this fellow was lacking in alchemical skills, he had plenty of good items.
At this moment, he couldn’t dare to use technological surveillance equipment here.
Not only might people here not accept it, but he also had no idea whether using technology would draw suspicion about whether he was a native of the Yuan Continent.
Using the crystal ball was mainly to guard against whether this guy was from the Guihai family.
“Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect, what a grand affair.” The disciple from the Eastern Feather Immortal Sect began with mockery as soon as he approached.
Lan Xiaobu quickly stepped forward, showing utmost respect as he bowed and said, “I am Lan Xiaobu from the Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect, paying respects to the esteemed disciple of the Upper Sect.”
Shan Qianyue and Xuan Fu exchanged glances, puzzled by this greeting.
Even if they were to show respect to the Eastern Feather Immortal Sect, such a title didn’t fit Lan Xiaobu’s demeanor.
The newcomer was somewhat surprised by Lan Xiaobu’s politeness, which differed greatly from the information he had received.
He had heard that the so-called sect leader of the Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect, Lan Xiaobu, was not only arrogant but also ruthless, known to kill at a whim.
As for being polite and courteous, that was nonexistent in his view.
How could Lan Xiaobu be so respectful upon his arrival? Did he perhaps mishear something? Or did he think that being from a four-star sect would intimidate Lan Xiaobu? That didn’t seem right either.
He had heard that Lan Xiaobu was not afraid of someone from the Western Kunlun Sect named Liu Li.
Why would he be afraid of him?
The image of Lan Xiaobu looking down at him and disregarding him as he had imagined didn't come to pass.
The newcomer let out a cold snort, “I am Guihai Peng, an inner disciple of the Eastern Feather Immortal Sect. I heard you’re quite arrogant, nearly killed my clansman Guihai Zhao back then, and today I, Guihai Peng, have come to see just how boastful you are. A mere two-star sect like yours thinks it can come to Kunxiu? Ha!”
Lan Xiaobu maintained a deferential expression and replied, “The Eastern Feather Immortal Sect is a sect I have always admired. I would never dare to kill Guihai Zhao. I merely exchanged a few moves with him by chance, and those stories have been exaggerated. As for coming to Kunxiu, we mainly wanted to observe and support our fellow natives of the Yuan Continent. Xuan Fu, quickly prepare our best tea; I need to welcome this esteemed guest from the Eastern Feather Immortal Sect…”
Xuan Fu stood there, bewildered.
Where was the tea?
“You needn’t bother with such hospitality. Bring me the compensation that my Guihai family deserves, or else your Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect won't need to exist here anymore…” Guihai Peng declared, extending his hand to wield a thunder gun, though he had not yet attacked, a faint light of thunder flickering around it, exuding a murderous aura.
Lan Xiaobu's tone grew increasingly respectful, “Esteemed brother from the Upper Sect, the alchemist at the Crescent Moon Pill Tower took thirty Spirit Grass from my disciples’ stock. Even that compensation wouldn’t even cover half the price. If it weren’t for the courtesy shown by Guihai Zhao Dao friend in insisting to give me compensation, I wouldn’t have dared to accept it. Moreover, my Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect desires peace in the Yuan Continent, and since Guihai Zhao Dao friend insisted, I could only accept the offer.”
“So you’re saying you won’t be giving it?” Guihai Peng asked impatiently, the threat in his words growing sharper.
Lan Xiaobu replied with confusion, “This was Guihai Zhao Dao friend’s heartfelt intention and part of the losses my Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect suffered. I obviously cannot casually dismiss Guihai Zhao Dao friend’s good will. Nonetheless, I have great respect for the Eastern Feather Immortal Sect and am willing to give some spirit stones as a token of gratitude.”
At the same time, Lan Xiaobu transmitted a message to Guihai Peng, “The things are in my spatial ring, but I can’t just hand them over. One hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, how can I just give them away…”
Guihai Peng’s gaze instinctively fell on the spatial ring at Lan Xiaobu’s waist.
His divine sense swept over, discovering that it contained far more than just one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones—there were even ten thousand high-grade spirit stones.
That was not all; he also spotted six longevity fruits.
Longevity fruits! Guihai Peng’s eyes shone with greed, then he reached out a hand towards Lan Xiaobu’s spatial ring.
He completely disregarded why Lan Xiaobu’s spatial ring had no restrictions, nor did he think too much about it.
What could a mere two-star sect have that was worth pondering over?
Caught off guard, Lan Xiaobu stepped back just in time to avoid Guihai Peng’s outstretched hand.
At that moment, Guihai Peng’s greed had already blinded him to the fact that those over a million low-grade spirit stones and nearly ten thousand high-grade spirit stones had turned his desire into obsession.
The thunder gun was raised and aimed at Lan Xiaobu.
“Crack!” With a tearing sound, all of Lan Xiaobu’s clothing was shredded.
Amid the panic, he swung his axe.
The furious genuine essence pressed down countless pressures, causing Guihai Peng’s body to tense up.
He realized his greed was nothing but a joke beneath that single axe strike.
“Pfft!” The giant axe slashed down diagonally from Guihai Peng’s shoulder, cleaving his body in half.
Guihai Peng looked at Lan Xiaobu in horror; was he dying? At that moment, he heard Lan Xiaobu’s voice in his mind, “One day, I will destroy your Guihai family. You dare to approach me for spirit stones? Go find the manager of the Crescent Moon Pill Tower, and maybe you can travel together on the way.”
By the time that last sentence reached Guihai Peng’s ears, it had already become incomprehensible.
He ultimately lost consciousness, having no time for regret.
“Ah, what do I do? I didn’t mean to! What should I do…” Lan Xiaobu’s anxiousness and fear were written all over his face.
“Boom!” When Guihai Peng’s body fell outside the Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect's residence, chaos erupted.
The Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect had just killed an inner disciple of a four-star sect? How audacious for a two-star sect! Regardless of whether the Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect truly had the strength to kill Guihai Peng, such an event simply should not happen, for once it did, it would signify the complete destruction of the Thousand Cloud Immortal Sect.
At a distance, Zhuo Mingqiu felt a chill run down his spine as he stared vacantly at Guihai Peng’s corpse, murmuring to himself, “He truly wasn’t joking with me.”
(End of Chapter)