While Chu Yunyun was bringing the Victory Army under her command, Chu Xisheng was bargaining with Hao Qiufeng, the Grand Elder of the Expenditure Court, in a pavilion at the Expenditure Court on Formless Divine Mountain.
More precisely, Mad Sword Feng San was doing the talking. He watched from the side, occasionally lifting the teacup before him and leisurely savoring its contents.
This was Jade Sky Needle, an immortal tea grown on Heavenwall Mountain in the Cliffside Mountains, reputed to be one of the Divine Land's ten finest teas.
Chu Xisheng had never appreciated it before. When he first arrived at Formless Divine Mountain, he had found this tea far too light, without any flavor at all.
Now his state of mind was very different. The life-and-death crisis no longer loomed over him, and the urgency that constantly lingered in his heart had greatly diminished. At last, he could quiet his mind and savor the Jade Sky Needle. Its flavor truly refreshed his heart and lungs, lingering and deep, with an ample aftertaste.
Hao Qiufeng was drinking Jade Sky Needle too, but his face was full of impatience.
This had always been his favorite tea, yet now it tasted like wax in his mouth, utterly flavorless.
Mad Sword Feng San sat opposite him, cradling his sword in both arms and regarding Hao Qiufeng through half-closed eyes.
"Thirty-five percent is absolutely out of the question. At least fifty percent! No matter how you look at it, my lord contributed more in the battle for the Taiwei Enclosure.
"Now not one of the four divine artifacts passed down by the Taiwei Enclosure has fallen into my lord's hands, so he ought to receive greater compensation in supplies. The Formless Divine Sects are the foremost divine sects of our age. How could their