Had Daoist Randeng not been a fish on their chopping block, he might have charged straight at Duobao and fought him!
But beneath another man's eaves, what choice did he have but to bow his head?
In fact, Qiongxiao and the others could not help giving Duobao a thumbs-up.
Sure enough, matters like this called for their Senior Brother Duobao!
Just listen to him! He could infuriate someone to death without paying for it!
Under the soothing words of the Interception Sect disciples, Daoist Randeng finally calmed down.
"So, Duobao, you intend to oppose our Chan Sect?"
"Have you considered what position your Interception Sect will be in once the Saints return?"
Daoist Randeng clearly meant to use Heavenly Venerable Yuanshi's name to intimidate Duobao and the others.
Ideally, he would make them release him and his companions as soon as possible.
This Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation was truly no place for anyone to stay!
But Duobao responded to persuasion, not coercion.
If you try to get tough with me, I'll only get tougher!
Just then, Duobao snorted and said coldly,
"Even if this matter is brought before the Dao Ancestor, we are in the right."
"Why did your Chan Sect people seize the opportunities belonging to our Interception Sect disciples without cause?"
"Are we not even allowed to fight back?"
"Besides, if you're prepared to strike, you should also be prepared to take a thrashing."
"And will you even have a chance to live until the Saints return?"
Duobao's words were utterly merciless.
He had not left Daoist Randeng even a shred of dignity.
Facing this bunch from the Chan Sect, they could achieve their aims only by being even more arrogant.
Besides, a chance to hold their heads high like this rarely came along. Naturally, he would not let the Interception Sect come off worse.
Upon hearing Duobao's words, Daoist Randeng and every Chan Sect disciple present shuddered!
At the same time, the pressure within the formation rose sharply.
Before long, it weighed so heavily on Daoist Randeng and the others that they could barely breathe.
These Interception Sect disciples actually dared!
After all, the Interception Sect and the Chan Sect shared the same roots.
Yet now, the Interception Sect disciples truly harbored murderous intent toward them.
Daoist Randeng did not doubt for a moment that if he uttered one more word that angered them, everyone, himself included, would die in this formation today.
Only now did Daoist Randeng finally realize that the Interception Sect disciples before him no longer belonged to the sect they could once order around and mock.
A sect of fur-clad, horn-bearing creatures should have been inferior to a rule-abiding sect like theirs.
Yet now, the other side had undergone a heaven-and-earth overturning transformation. Even their unity far surpassed that of his own sect.
Faced with such a sect, even Daoist Randeng found a question mark forming in his heart.
Could they still defeat them?
After all, the Chan Sect as it stood could not achieve such unity.
Daoist Randeng did not even dare guarantee that they could achieve it in the future.
He could indeed invoke a Saint's name now.
But Duobao had been right about one thing.
Could they really live until the Saints returned?
Glancing at the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation overhead, Daoist Randeng silently sighed.
At this point, even if he did not want to bow his head, he had no choice.
"Martial Nephew Duobao, I was at fault earlier. I spoke without thinking. Please do not take it to heart."
"Might I ask what sort of interest you wish to collect?"
Randeng agreed so readily that the Interception Sect disciples could not react in time.
The blunt-spoken Tiger Monster looked particularly astonished.
"Our Senior Brother Duobao scared him into surrendering just like that?"
"That's Senior Brother Duobao for you!"
"His mastery of the art of speaking is truly impressive!"
Hearing the Tiger Monster's remarks, the Three Xiao Sisters could not help laughing softly.
Duobao's expression, on the other hand, darkened slightly.
But with presenting a united front against outsiders taking priority, Duobao could not be bothered to argue with the Tiger Monster.
Within the formation, Randeng watched Duobao and the others interact as fellow disciples and, for the first time, felt a pang of envy.
Such an atmosphere had never appeared within their Interception Sect.
Daoist Randeng had always believed that the Interception Sect was a gathering of fur-clad, horn-bearing creatures who resisted instruction, let alone lived in harmony.
But now, seeing how they got along, Randeng began to doubt himself.
If their Chan Sect was a sect,
then the Interception Sect was more like one big family.
Compared with a sect whose members each nursed their own little schemes, the unity of the Interception Sect's great family was far stronger.
"I never expected the way you Senior Brothers get along to be quite so surprising."
Since the praise had landed right at his feet, Duobao naturally had to preen a little.
"Of course."
"The Interception Sect would never have become what it is today without Senior Brother's daily guidance."
Hearing mention of the Interception Sect's Senior Brother again, Daoist Randeng felt somewhat dazed.
"Senior Brother? Lu Feng?"
Duobao merely smiled without answering.
Daoist Randeng wanted to ask a few more questions, but Duobao clearly had no intention of revealing anything, so he could only ask again,
"Martial Nephew Duobao, why not simply tell us what it will take for you to let us go?"
Duobao glanced at Daoist Randeng and the others, then said indifferently,
"We only need you to hand over three Innate Spiritual Treasures, five Acquired Supreme Treasures, fifteen Acquired Spiritual Treasures, and thirty spiritual roots."
Upon hearing this, Daoist Randeng and the others all sucked in a breath.
This really would be the death of them!
The Chan Sect disciples did indeed possess many magical treasures.
But making them hand over so many at once was no different from cutting flesh from their bodies!
Still, recalling the temperament of Duobao and his companions, Daoist Randeng could not be bothered to waste more words on him.
After all, they had no room to bargain now, so Daoist Randeng could only nod.
"Then please wait a moment, Martial Nephew."
Only after the other side agreed did Duobao wink at the Three Xiao Sisters.
Perhaps because they cherished their lives, although the Chan Sect disciples felt the painful loss keenly, they were anything but slow in producing their Spirit Treasures.
In just a short while, all the spiritual roots Duobao had demanded were in his hands.
With the goods in hand, Duobao naturally would not go back on his word.
Soon, the Three Xiao Sisters opened the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation.
As the formation opened, Randeng and the others soon appeared before Duobao and his companions.
Did Randeng and the others harbor anger in their hearts? Naturally, they did.
But after spending so long within the formation, they had nearly exhausted their spiritual power. How could they fight Duobao and the others again?
At this point, all they could do was swallow their broken teeth along with the blood.
"You still seem to owe us two Innate Spiritual Treasures."
At Duobao's words, a trace of helplessness surfaced in Daoist Randeng's eyes.
Things like spiritual roots and Acquired Spiritual Treasures were easy to hand over.
But how could Innate Spiritual Treasures be so easy to come by?
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