In the end, Daoist Wangji accepted the lavish gift after all. Wangji fired off eighty-one seals in rapid succession, then took Senior Jiang and headed straight east.
Qu Kuan and Shui Xianghui, the two Jade Sun Sect elders, hurried after him.
Though all three were in the Body Integration Realm, Daoist Wangji's cultivation was clearly superior to Zen Master Pojing's and Mingxiaozi's. Whether in stats or mechanics, Xiang Yuan could crush the latter two, but against Daoist Wangji, he felt considerable pressure and did not dare claim certain victory.
This was evident in the fact that once Xiang Yuan and Daoist Wangji sat down to talk, Zen Master Pojing and Mingxiaozi became muddle-headed. The other grandmasters present, including Qu Kuan and his wife, all seemed to have their souls wander beyond the heavens, intermittently going deaf in both ears. None of them had any idea what Xiang Yuan and Daoist Wangji had discussed.
The three Sun clan grandmasters who dominated Jiangdong needed no mention. They were passersby from beginning to end; even though they had run at the very front, they still did not get a bite while it was hot.
Only Xiao Lingyue and Chan'er, the two adorable girls, had not been befuddled. They were Xiang Yuan's women, standing to his left and right, and heard every word of the conversation between the two men.
"Husband, does this round count as an internal conflict within the True Heart Dao?" Chan'er asked curiously.
"Perhaps."
Xiang Yuan shook his head slightly. Even if Wangji, Wujiu, and Still Water—his three martial uncles—were tied together, they would not be Que Xin's match. A completely one-sided fight could not be called an internal conflict. But Que Xin had avoided mentioning the East Sea Rogue Cultivators' territory, leaving all of it for him to handle.