Blade Drawing Tournament
Everyone gasped, turning to look at the knife stuck in the ground beside Yue Qianchou. They wondered what was so special about it; how could it have caused such serious injury so easily? They all suspected the knife was poisoned, and not just any poison, but one that was extremely potent. Otherwise, how could Luo Qingtian, with his cultivation level, have done such a thing?
Daluo Sect Ye Haiping, the shopkeeper of the Daluo Sect in this area, suddenly walked up to Dongfang Changao and bowed deeply with a sorrowful expression, saying, "Elder Dongfang, Fu Xian Island is the leader of the righteous Righteous Path in the Cultivation World, and our Daluo Sect is also a member of the Righteous Path. We hope that Elder Dongfang can find a way to save our sect leader."
These words immediately Chou Wuyuan a cold snort from Qiu Wuyuan. This kind of injury is extremely strange. What way could Dongfang Changao possibly have to treat it? It's just that he offended Yue Qianchou and didn't want to ask for help directly. Instead, he put a big fuss on Fu Xian Island and made Dongfang Changao step in. Righteous sects are full of charlatans!
Dongfang Changao frowned. He understood Ye Haiping's meaning perfectly well. He hesitated slightly, but inwardly he was overjoyed. If he could obtain the antidote from Yue Qianchou to cure Luo Qingtian, and then recall Yue Qianchou to Fu Xian Island afterward, the Daluo Sect would likely forgive him for the favor, and the sect would praise him for handling the matter appropriately. With this in mind, he turned to Yue Qianchou and said, "Yue Qianchou, Sect Leader Luo has stated that after one hundred moves, your grudges with him and the Daluo Sect will be settled. This matter is over, so don't dwell on it anymore. If you have the antidote, why not take it out now and settle this matter as soon as possible?"
Yue Qianchou looked at Elder Dongfang, the former sect leader, paused for a moment, and shook his head, saying, "Elder Dongfang, I have no antidote, nor do I need one. This is not a poison, but the Sha Qi on this blade. There is no cure for the injured."
"Sha Qi?" Everyone was startled and looked at the knife. Its luster was strangely dark, but they couldn't see anything unusual about it. Seeing that the group didn't believe him, Yue Qianchou flicked his finger on the blade. A muffled "humming" sound rang out, and black mist immediately began to emanate from the large, black blade. Those who were close by shivered, feeling a chill that penetrated to the bone, and they all retreated, especially afraid of being touched by the black mist.
"What a fine blade!" Chou Wuyuan help but exclaim again. Dongfang Changao looked the blade up and down, his face full of disbelief.
Though the knife was vicious, it was also a valuable treasure. The greed in everyone's eyes was barely concealed. Yue Qianchou glanced at them coldly and snorted, "Listen up, those who want my knife. It's right here. If you have the ability, take it. I, Yue Qianchou, won't say a word."
Is this for real? The group was immediately eager to try, but no one dared to step forward, after all, even with Luo Qingtian's cultivation level, he had already been dealt with in such a state.
"Sect Leader!" the disciples of the Daluo Sect suddenly exclaimed. Everyone's attention immediately shifted from the sword to Luo Qingtian. They saw that his injured arm was gone, and on the ground lay an arm that was almost entirely corroded into white bone, which was also slowly decaying in the wind.
Luo Qingtian was ruthless enough to himself. Hearing that there was no cure, he actually took matters into his own hands and tore off his right arm with his left hand to save his own life. However, this was not without its merits in saving his life; although he lost an arm, at least he survived.
Yue Qianchou raised an eyebrow slightly. In truth, he wasn't without a way to save Luo Qingtian; he could have easily absorbed the Sha Qi, but he wouldn't do so. His thinking was that since they were opponents, they should be prepared to be. Expecting an opponent to save another was laughable; such good fortune rarely comes easily, unless the opponent had ulterior motives. This was a reality that both winners and losers had to face; there were no Great Dao involved.
Luo Qingtian was indeed a remarkable figure, at least in front of others. After being helped to his feet by his disciples, he stared at Yue Qianchou with a pale face and said, "From today onwards, all grudges between me and the Daluo Sect and you Yue Qianchou, are wiped clean."
He certainly had the right to speak on behalf of the Daluo Sect. After speaking, he was helped away by his disciples. However, everyone clearly saw the venomous looks the disciples gave Yue Qianchou as they left. Yue Qianchou let out a cold snort, his determination to settle accounts with the Daluo Sect becoming even stronger—he would show no mercy!
The dignified Daluo Sect Master has fallen to such an end; the entire Daluo Sect has lost face. Everyone sighed in dismay. Looking at Yue Qianchou again, they suddenly realized that this guy was now a figure of considerable renown in the Cultivation World. He had defeated the sect Daluo Sect Master in a one-on-one fight! He would likely be famous throughout the entire Cultivation World overnight. Although he didn't win based on his own cultivation level, Method Formula and treasures were also part of his strength, and there was no doubt about that.
The party should have ended by now, but the crowd lingered, still eyeing the precious sword stuck in the ground. After all Yue Qianchou had made the remark!
"Brother Yue," Chou Wuyuan, "You said whoever can take this knife will own it, is that really true?"
"Senior Qiu, you've known me for so many years, when have you ever seen me lie?" Yue Qianchou smiled and continued, "However, I advise Senior Qiu not to try it. You might as well just watch the show."
Chou Wuyuan hesitated for a moment. What if someone else took such a good thing away? But after thinking about it, he realized he wasn't sure he could win either. Finally, he reluctantly clicked his tongue and said, "What a pity. Okay, I'll listen to you, little brother."
"You'd be a fool to believe you'll listen to me!" Yue Qianchou's smile vanished. He glanced around and said in a deep voice, "I don't have time to play around with you all here. Anyone who wants to try, come on over. If no one's here, I'll put away my sword and leave."
Although everyone was eager to try, several experts remained silent, making it inconvenient for others to take the lead. Unexpectedly, at that moment, someone behind Yue Qianchou timidly asked, "May I try?" It was a woman's voice.
Upon hearing this, Yue Qianchou nearly fainted. "I set up this arena here, I've been planning this all along, and you're here to sabotage me again!" The speaker was none other than Ziyi. Such a treasure, she was equally eager to try it! But how could Yue Qianchou let her try? He was afraid she'd take it away as soon as she picked it up, and he dared not hurt her!
"Others can, but you can't!" Yue Qianchou refused outright. Ziyi wasn't having it. She turned to face him, her pretty face cold, and asked, "Why can others do it, but I can't?"
"You stubborn girl, fine, but why did you have to come out and ruin my plans?" Yue Qianchou couldn't get angry at her. He kicked the back of the blade, causing it to tilt. He grabbed the hilt, pulled it out, and looked around at Human Path, "I, Yue Qianchou, am an honest man and never talk nonsense. What I say is like water spilled; there's no going back. But I see that everyone is quite polite, and this back-and-forth isn't going to work. How about this!"
"Wu family," he called out, turning around, "How many Spirit Stone do you think this sword of mine is worth?"
Wu Sihai approached, surprised, and asked, "You... what do you want to do? Do you want to sell the knife?"
"Don't overthink it. If this knife of mine were auctioned, what do you think the starting price would be?" Yue Qianchou said with a smile. Hearing this, many people's eyes flickered, and they had the same doubts as Wu Sihai.
Wu Sihai looked at him with some suspicion and said in a deep voice, "If it is to be auctioned, its origin, name, material, power, and whether it can be reused are all factors that determine the price."
Yue Qianchou looked at everyone and laughed, "This knife is said to have been brought out from the 'Eastern Pole Sacred Land' by someone. As for its origin, I know nothing about it, but one thing is certain: it can be reused. I have been using it for a long time."
"What... the legendary Eastern Pole Sacred Land..." A chorus of exclamations arose. Experienced cultivators had all heard of this place; it was the site of High Antiquity war! Anything that could come from there might very well be a spiritual treasure! No wonder this blade was so powerful; it originated from the Eastern Pole Sacred Land. The woman in Ziyi frowned suspiciously. Who had such ability to bring something from the Eastern Pole Sacred Land?
Ignoring the gleam in everyone's eyes, Yue Qianchou looked at Wu Sihai and said, "Just estimate a starting price for the auction! Don't set it too high."
"One hundred million high-grade Spirit Stones." Wu Sihai was silent for a while before finally uttering this number.
"Too high." Yue Qianchou announced loudly to the surroundings, "I, Yue Qianchou, am a man of my word. I said whoever can draw this sword, it belongs to them, and I will never go back on my word. But today, it seems that everyone has many concerns, and I am afraid that those who do not have the strength will needlessly throw their lives away. Hereby, I, Yue Qianchou, solemnly declare to the entire Cultivation World that in three days, I will hold a 'Blade Drawing Tournament' on Hat Island. In order to prevent those with ulterior motives from causing trouble, each person who draws the sword must pay ten million high-grade Spirit Stones in advance, with a time limit of one quarter of an hour. Of course, those with more money can try again as long as they have paid the money."
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