You Chenfeng's face turned pale. After pondering for a while, he finally wrote an IOU in front of everyone.
Now all that's left is the Hai Kuoyun.
Xie Feng turned his gaze over. Hai Kuoyun looked around. His two allies had been forced to write IOUs. He was the only one left, and he couldn't struggle either. He also wrote an IOU!
"That's a good girl~"
Xie Feng smiled broadly, raised his hand, and three IOUs flew into his hand. He shook them twice, making them rustle loudly.
Xie Feng glanced at their IOUs, and after confirming there were no tricks involved, he said with a warm smile, "Six months from now, I will personally visit each of the clan leaders' homes. At that time, I hope you will have the agreed-upon Dao Crystal ready!"
The three men remained silent, their faces dark.
Xie Feng didn't mind. He lowered his head slightly and said to Shui Yunjun, "The conference is over, let's go!"
Shui Yunjun nodded. "Okay!"
Xie Feng walked calmly towards the main gate, with Shui Yunjun following closely behind!
This scene left everyone stunned.
If they remember correctly, the Literary Clan Chief is Shui Yunjun, right? Shui Yunjun, Dao Ancestor Realm cultivator, actually listens to a young man so much? Even follows his every step?!
What is this guy's background?
I'm completely baffled!
The Buddha Venerable Lingdu, seated above, raised his eyes and watched Xie Feng and his companion's departing figures. He lowered his head and silently murmured, "Amitabha."
At this moment, he finally understood why the Buddha Emperor had said not to provoke Xie Feng. In today's situation, he had turned the tide and reversed the tide of battle, even getting the three clan leaders to sign IOUs worth trillions. Who in the world could do that?!
The Buddha Emperor truly possessed keen insight!
In the future, when doing business in Buddha Island, just avoid this person.
On the other side.
Hai Kuoyun's eyes were like an eagle's, staring darkly at Xie Feng's back, his eyes flashing with complex light.
Xie Feng and Shui Yunjun walked out of Delusion City. The sun was setting, yellow sand was sweeping across the land, and the world was shrouded in a hazy yellow mist.
Against the backdrop of the rugged and majestic city walls, the two figures, one in blue and one in white, adorned the vast desert like colorful decorations.
"Those three won't let this go!"
Shui Yunjun squinted slightly, gazing at the endless yellow sand ahead, his voice calm.
Xie Feng waved the IOU in his hand. "Compared to legitimate business, robbing is definitely faster! As for those three, they've long been eager to stir up trouble!"
"In fact, this war between the Literary Clan and the Ling and Gui Clans was inevitable after the deaths of Gu Tao and the Ghost Emperor. The Spirit Clan and Ghost Clan will not easily give up. If I were in their shoes, the Literary Clan would not remain inactive either, after all, this concerns the face and strength of a great clan!" Shui Yunjun said.
"That's right!" Xie Feng nodded.
Shui Yunjun asked, "What are your thoughts?"
Xie Feng said, "My idea is—if they dare to come, we fight! If they dare to fight, we kill! If they dare to kill, we annihilate! The development of history never stops because of the extinction of certain races; if they are annihilated, they are annihilated! We are active in this world now, but millions of years from now, we will all be dust and yellow earth, gone with the wind. No matter how glorious something is, there is no reason for it to exist!"
"I never knew your thinking was so insightful!"
Shui Yunjun sighed softly.
Xie Feng smiled without saying a word.
He's someone who received over a decade of Chinese education!
Freedom, equality, justice, and the rule of law are all firmly engraved in my heart!
I've learned a lot about history; studying history can enlighten us!
As a good student, he knows everything he's supposed to know!
"I need to go back to the Literary Clan now, do you want to come?" Shui Yunjun asked.
"No, I'm going back to the academy!" Xie Feng shook his head.
"Call me if you need anything!"
Shui Yunjun handed over a communication talisman, then turned and disappeared into the setting sun.
Xie Feng also headed towards the Pill Maple Academy, and halfway there, he passed through a dark mountain forest.
"Junior brother..."
Kong Qiusu's voice came through.
Xie Feng asked, "Senior Brother, what's wrong?"
Kong Qiusu said uncertainly, "For some reason, I feel this place is somewhat familiar, as if I've been here before..."
Xie Feng stopped and looked up. In front of him was an endless Black Bamboo Grove. The bamboo stalks were tall and dark, and the sound of the bamboo leaves rubbing together in the cold wind had a slightly eerie feel to it.
"Will this place remind you of anything?" Xie Feng asked, walking into the Black Bamboo Grove.
Inside the bamboo grove.
Someone knelt before a bamboo tree, raised a cup and poured it onto the ground. The wine poured out like a mountain spring, reflecting shimmering light under the moonlight.
He is offering a sacrifice!
"Master, this bamboo was planted by you yourself twenty years ago. It was in this Black Bamboo Grove that you said I had the potential for enlightenment. You didn't accept any of the three thousand Literary Sage behind you, but you took a liking to me when I was just a greenhorn!"
"You witnessed too much suffering back then, and you genuinely wanted to change the rigid social hierarchy of the Star Clan! However, because your ideals clashed with those of the entire clan, you faced opposition and resistance!"
"But I think you're right! Everything you say is right! Eternity rules don't mean they're correct! Eternity ideas don't mean they're advanced!"
"Master, on this very day, you vanished from the world without warning. Twenty years have passed. Where are you? Are you alright?"
"Two days from now, it will be my time to enter the Nether Passage Secret Realm. I will definitely seize the Star Ancestor and reclaim my power! The Star Clan must make changes! Just like you said, everyone must be equal!"
The man clenched his fists tightly with excitement. He was actually Pei Jue, the patriarch of the Star Clan!
Just then, a hand reached out and patted him on the shoulder.
Pei Jue turned around, saw Xie Feng, and was stunned!
Many images flashed through his mind, but the final image that settled on was the one that Lü Yan had once told him was his master Kong Qiusu's junior brother!
" Pei Jue greets his martial uncle!"
He was already kneeling, so he took the opportunity to bow down.
Xie Feng blinked, a little flustered. How did they suddenly find out his identity?
It must be that girl, Lü Yan!
"No need for formalities, get up!" Xie Feng teased. "If you don't get up, I'll have to give you a red envelope!"
Pei Jue then stood up.
He was ten years older than Xie Feng, but the latter was of a higher generation, so Xie Feng had every right to treat this senior uncle with respect.
"Senior Brother, this is your disciple. Do you remember him?" Xie Feng asked inwardly.
Inside his Dantian, Kong Qiusu sat cross-legged, his left hand holding his right elbow, his palm clenched and resting on his temple, his brows furrowed.
He shook his head.
Xie Feng was helpless. If it were an ordinary person who had lost their memory, he, as Alchemist, might be able to refine the relevant pills. But his senior brother was no ordinary person. His amnesia was not something that an ordinary person could cure!
"Is this a memorial for your master?" Xie Feng asked, noticing the wine jug on the ground. "He's not dead yet, no need to rush to show filial piety."
"Master isn't dead? Where is he?" Pei Jue's eyes lit up.
All I can say is that I've met your master, and he said you're a very well-behaved student!
Xie Feng said casually.