Bearing Thorns to Beg Forgiveness?

Hold head high!!

A vast Dragon Roar echoed from the distant sky, and soon a golden Flood Dragon over a hundred feet long appeared in their sight.

Feeling the immense pressure from afar, Yang Tianyou's heart grew heavy.

This being is not even in the same league as Long Qi. If Yang Tianyou were to fight this Flood Dragon, he wouldn't last long before being killed on the spot.

The Flood Dragon plunged straight down, its body rapidly shrinking until it finally transformed into a figure wearing a golden robe and sporting Flood Dragon's head.

"This is the Luochuan River Dragon King!" True Person Beigong stepped forward and introduced.

"This is Yang Tianyou, a cultivator from Luochuan Commandery, who is usually addressed as the Blade Venerable Great White."

"Hmph, a mere Early Golden Core cultivator dares to call himself superior? What an ignorant brat." The Luochuan River Dragon King sneered, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he looked at Yang Tianyou.

The latter looked back at him with neither arrogance nor servility, his eyes clear as water, making it impossible to fathom Yang Tianyou's thoughts.

"Alright, since both of you have come here, it means you both wish to reconcile. Now, please talk calmly and peacefully," said Master True Person Beigong, his hands behind his back, appearing composed and at ease.

"Make him hand over the remains of my clan's Fourth Elder first," Luochuan River Dragon King.

True Person Beigong nodded; this was something that had been agreed upon, so there was nothing more to say. "Great White, bring out the Fourth Elder's corpse."

Yang Tianyou nodded, then took out a Storage Ring and handed it to True Person Beigong.

The latter took it, examined it, and glanced at him.

Given its dilapidated state, what exactly was the Yang Household's true foundation?

Puppet?

Dao Soldier?

High-power Forbidden Artifact?

Or is he a hidden powerhouse?

With thoughts swirling in his mind, True Person Beigong handed the ring to the Luochuan River Dragon King.

The latter probed into it with his Divine Sense, and when he saw the mangled corpse of the Fourth Elder Long Qi, he suddenly became furious.

"You brat, how dare you bully my Flood Dragon Clan like this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he made his move.

With its five fingers spread out, the forces of metal and water intertwine and swirl, faintly emanating a sharpness capable of piercing through heaven and earth.

Faced with such a blow, Yang Tianyou held his breath and prepared to unleash his trump card.

At this moment, True Person Beigong made a move.

With a gentle wave of his wide sleeves, the once soft sleeves seemed to transform into the hardest and most rigid thing in the world, covered by a layer of hazy mist.

With a clang, the Luochuan River Dragon King was struck by the sleeve and staggered backward.

Centered on the two people, the entire mountain suddenly split open, dividing into two halves.

"Luochuan River Dragon King, what do you intend to do?" True Person Beigong's gaze was piercing.

Rubbing his slightly numb wrist, the Luochuan River Dragon King remained silent.

Seeing this, True Person Beigong snorted coldly, "If there is a next time, your Luochuan River Flood Dragon Clan should leave Luochuan Commandery and return to the Eastern Sea."

Upon hearing this, the Luochuan River Dragon King's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Senior, rest assured. I was only momentarily distracted by the tragic state of my kin, which is why I couldn't control myself."

"Very well, then you two may begin your discussion. Baicang True Person and I will act as witnesses."

As True Person Beigong finished speaking, Yang Tianyou looked at the Luochuan River Dragon King opposite him and asked, "I wonder how much reconciliation fee Senior Dragon King intends to ask for?"

"One hundred thousand Middle-Grade Spirit Stones," said the Luochuan River Dragon King.

"Then why don't you lead your troops to wipe out my Yang Household, senior?" Yang Tianyou said with a mocking look in his eyes.

"What do you mean?" The Luochuan River Dragon King frowned.

Yang Tianyou said, "What do you mean? Senior, are you joking? My Yang Household, a Golden Core Force, is only offering 100,000 Middle-Grade Spirit Stones, which is over 10 million Low-Grade Spirit Stones. You'd be selling us out!"

"If you have the means to annihilate Nascent Soul cultivator, would you lack these few Spirit Stones?" Luochuan River Dragon King didn't believe it.

"May I ask, Dragon King, how many Spirit Stones is a Fourth-Tier Lower-Grade Forbidden Artifact worth?" Yang Tianyou asked.

"This..." The Luochuan River Dragon King was speechless.

A Fourth-Tier Lower-Grade Forbidden Artifact is generally worth over ten thousand Middle-Grade Spirit Stones on the market.

If you calculate it that way, 100,000 Spirit Stones is indeed too much.

However, if he were to casually back down in front of a junior, it would make him, the Dragon King, lose face.

While he was still hesitating, True Person Beigong offered a way out, "Dragon King, 100,000 Spirit Stones is indeed too much. This is a considerable expense even for my Luochuan Sect, let alone for Golden Core Force."

"Then how much do you want?" The Luochuan River Dragon King accepted the offer, choosing to agree readily.

"Five thousand Middle-Grade Spirit Stones!" Yang Tianyou quoted a price.

"You..."

The Luochuan River Dragon King was furious and immediately raised his hand, ready to slap this annoying fellow to death.

However, upon seeing the cold-faced True Person Beigong beside him, Luochuan River Dragon King felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.

Upon hearing Yang Tianyou's words, Baicang True Person's expression turned strange.

Goodness, while others haggle down to half price, you, Blade Venerable Great White, cut it down to 95%! You truly deserve to be called Blade Dao; you're ruthless.

True Person Beigong was also helpless, turning to Yang Tianyou and saying, "Great White, isn't five thousand too few? This is, after all, the life of a Nascent Soul expert."

"Then the deaths of my Yang Household's hundreds of thousands of Mortals were for nothing? The Yang Household's resources were used up in vain?" Yang Tianyou retorted.

Sometimes you can't just be timid; you have to stand up for yourself.

A balance of tension and relaxation, softness and strength, complementing each other—only in this way can one conquer the world and be invincible.

Sure enough, after hearing Yang Tianyou's words, True Person Beigong nodded. The lives of hundreds of thousands of Mortals could not be ignored.

On this point, he automatically forgot the fact that the Yang Household had changed the number of Mortal ten thousand to hundreds of thousands. Now that he was on the side of the Yang Household, he naturally had to show some inclination.

He looked at the Luochuan River Dragon King and said calmly, "Five thousand Middle-Grade Spirit Stones, plus the price of the deaths of hundreds of thousands of members of the Yang Household, is enough to compensate for the life of your clan's Fourth Elder, isn't it?"

"... Enough!"

The Luochuan River Dragon King could only bow his head.

If only I had known, I would have agreed to True Person Beigong's proposed solution back in the Crystal Palace.

Unexpectedly, after coming to the Baicang Sect, not only did he not gain much benefit, but he also accumulated a bellyful of anger.

Seeing that the Luochuan River Dragon King agreed, True Person Beigong gave Yang Tianyou a wink.

The latter understood and handed a Storage Bag containing five thousand Middle-Grade Spirit Stones to the Luochuan River Dragon King.

Seeing this, Baicang True Person couldn't help but laugh.

Blade Venerable Great White is truly a remarkable person. He's too lazy to even use Storage Ring, and directly uses a low-grade Storage Bag to Middle-Grade Spirit Stones. Doesn't this look like he's giving alms to the Luochuan River Dragon King?

As expected, the latter was caught in a dilemma: whether to accept the answer or not.

Finally, he could only accept the Storage Bag with a disgusted expression.

Then, after both parties signed a contract, the matter was considered closed.

The Luochuan River Dragon King transformed into his Dragon Body and flew away, not wanting to stay there for even a moment longer.

Yang Tianyou bowed to True Person Beigong, his expression sincere and solemn, "Many thanks to the Upper Sect their protection. The Purple Moon Yang Household will forever remember this great kindness and never forget this favor."

"Hmm, that's thoughtful of you!" True Person Beigong stroked his beard and said with a smile.

After chatting for a few more minutes, Yang Tianyou took his leave.

He hadn't flown for long when his expression suddenly changed, and he slightly changed direction.

The next moment, on a mountaintop, the mournful-looking Little True Person Yueyang and the remorseful Yang Xuanyun came into view.

What made Yang Tianyou's eyes twitch was that Yueyang, for some reason, actually tied a bunch of thorns to his back, staging a real-life version of "bearing thorns to apologize."

"Tianyou, I'm so sorry!" Little True Person Yueyang cried out loudly, and the sound carried far.