Xu Xian was a little speechless; the child's intentions were good.
She didn't pit her sect, she didn't pit her master—she only pitted her own mother.
But she was getting a bit ahead of herself.
Back then...
When you first entered the Wendao Sword Sect, you were so tight-lipped.
Now, you're blabbing it in front of all these people.
Once they leave, the whole world will know.
That Xu Xian's disciple...
...is a demon.
Lu Yuan is a demon.
You are a demon too.
This is a mess!
But from another perspective, it wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
The Wendao Sword Sect now had an indescribable connection with one of the North Sea's sacred lands.
The forces of the mortal world would inevitably overthink it, making them hesitate to act against him.
As for trouble?
That was Tu Sisi's problem; whether she was accused of colluding with the Wendao Sword Sect or betraying the North Sea didn't matter.
Since she had tacitly allowed Tu Kongkong to join the Wendao Sword Sect, she must have been prepared for this.
It was also perfect timing.
There was a specific material needed for the construction of the fourth floor of the Sword Tower that could only be found in Tushan.
A tail of the Nine-Tailed Immortal Fox.
Originally...
Xu Xian had intended to use Kongkong's influence to negotiate with Tu Sisi, asking if she could part with a tail to help him.
In exchange, he would offer a promise to protect Kongkong for a lifetime.
Although one tail meant one life for a Nine-Tailed...
Given the depths of a mother's love, there was still a chance.
Now that Tu Kongkong had exposed herself, Xu Xian didn't need to hide his intentions anymore.
Even if...
Even if it was a bit dishonorable, the construction of the Sword Tower was urgent, leaving no room for Xu Xian to be timid or hesitant.
In the pursuit of the Great Dao, one sometimes cannot afford to be bogged down by minor details, or else no great feat would ever be accomplished.
He feigned surprise, acting as if he hadn't known.
"What a surprise. This is interesting. In that case, I'll take one of your mother's tails in exchange for your life. What do you think?"
Tu Kongkong froze, her eyes widening.
The others, however, were unfazed.
Xu Xian had already dared to ask for a True Dragon's reverse scale; one tail from a Nine-Tailed was nothing.
Outside the Emperor's Tomb, it was the same...
Asking was one thing, but whether she would give it was another.
Besides, the person involved hadn't said anything, so it wasn't their place to judge.
Still, some people couldn't help but click their tongues and complain.
"He really dares to ask for anything."
Legend had it that a Nine-Tailed Immortal Fox had nine tails and thus nine lives.
In other words...
Asking for one of her tails was the same as asking for one of her lives.
Even if a severed tail could eventually grow back...
...the process was incredibly long. Furthermore, losing a tail would inevitably damage Tu Sisi's cultivation realm and her origin essence.
In the short term...
Her combat strength would be severely diminished. If any enemies were to come knocking at such a time, it would be a catastrophe for the entire Tushan immortal island.
To be honest...
Xu Xian was also feeling a bit guilty. Seeing that Tu Kongkong remained silent for a long time, his heart began to race, and he asked in a low voice:
"Um... is that not okay?"
Tu Kongkong blinked her large eyes and answered with a question of her own: "Is that all?"
"Huh?" Xu Xian was momentarily dazed.
Tu Kongkong asked again, "You only want one tail?"
Xu Xian was stunned.
Everyone else was stunned too.
What did she mean by 'only'?
Xu Xian asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Tu Kongkong crossed her small arms and said with a huff of pride, "We're all descendants of demon immortals. Why are Mu Yunge and Long Jianqiang more expensive than me?"
The world suddenly fell silent.
They thought they had misheard.
Or maybe they were losing their minds.
That one question—'Why?'
It truly left Xu Xian bewildered. Xia Chuyi and Yao Xiaoxiao, standing next to Tu Kongkong, were equally dumbfounded.
"Then, what do you mean?"
Tu Kongkong said with absolute conviction, "One tail, plus three hundred of every kind of immortal plant and immortal gold. Not a single one less! Otherwise, if word gets out that I, Tu Kongkong, am worth less than other demon immortal descendants, my mother will lose face! Tushan will lose face! My Tushan cannot be inferior to others..."
The prolonged silence gradually turned into sighs...
Reverse haggling—they had truly seen it all today.
Looking at the 'wise' glint in the child's eyes, the crowd was momentarily at a loss for words.
What a talent.
She was absolutely a character.
In front of the Black Sand Sea tomb gates, Tu Sisi's spirit body couldn't stop her mouth from twitching.
Her face was shrouded in shadow, making her expression impossible to see.
However, her entire body was trembling slightly.
Ye Xianyu whispered, "She's shaking. Is she okay?"
Jiang Wanyin said with a beaming smile, "She's fine. It's probably just too cold."
Inside the Emperor's Tomb, Xu Xian reluctantly agreed.
Yao Xiaoxiao hissed at Tu Kongkong, asking if she had gone mad.
Tu Kongkong waved her off and said it was fine, that her mother was incredibly wealthy...
Xia Chuyi was utterly speechless.
What did that have to do with being wealthy?
The others watched the spectacle with amusement.
Unbelievable.
Is she even her biological daughter?
Some even said that Xu Xian must have corrupted the child.
Xu Xian heard them.
Xu Xian was furious.
How could they blame this on him?
Focus on the big picture.
He would endure it!
It was Xia Chuyi's turn.
Xu Xian, as usual, asked Xia Chuyi to introduce herself.
Xia Chuyi only had one sentence.
"My uncle is Xu Xian."
Xu Xian said calmly, "Xia Chuyi. Fine. You can just give ten stalks of immortal plants."
Ten stalks?
That was truly cheap.
Compared to Xia Chuyi's background, it was indeed a bargain.
This inevitably sparked a wave of whispered discussions.
Some said, "No way, that's too cheap."
Others suggested that maybe he felt guilty for pitting Tu Kongkong so hard, so he was asking for less now.
Opinions varied.
However, those with keen eyes could see that Bai Mang treated these few from the Wendao Sword Sect very differently.
First, he was very patient, allowing them to ramble.
Second, his tone was very kind. In his eyes, there seemed to be a hidden, indescribable tenderness—not at all the look of a kidnapper.
Third, the asking price was too low.
They were clearly from opposing factions. He had just fought Xu Xian for a whole day and hadn't even clearly won. Logically, he should have demanded an exorbitant amount and extorted them ruthlessly.
But with him, it was the exact opposite.
Surely one couldn't say that Bai Mang and Xu Xian shared a mutual respect that led to this?
That was a bit too far-fetched!
Xia Chuyi hadn't intended to argue with Bai Mang. To the victor go the spoils, and she had lost.
Her uncle had warned her that one must be a good sport and know how to lose gracefully.
But these ten stalks...
...were just ridiculous.
If someone didn't know better, they might think there was some kind of unspeakable relationship between them.
She demanded, "What do you mean by this?"
"What's wrong?"
"Why are you asking for so little?"
Xu Xian said casually, "Doesn't your uncle have no money? If I ask for too much, can he even afford it?"
Xia Chuyi got fired up. You could insult her, but you absolutely could not insult her uncle.
"Who told you my uncle has no money?"
Xu Xian glanced at Tu Kongkong. "She said so."
Tu Kongkong blinked and said nothing.
Xia Chuyi said, "My uncle is rich."
"Oh?"
"Very rich..." Xia Chuyi emphasized heavily.
Great.
Another stubborn one.
At this moment...
...it was Xu Xian's turn to feel a bit of a chill.
However...
...since he was essentially paying his own ransom, it didn't matter.
"Fine. He's rich. One hundred of everything then. You can sit down."
Xia Chuyi sat down huffily, still muttering under her breath, "My uncle is definitely rich."
Yao Xiaoxiao was completely numb. They really were two little terrors.
The others were even more speechless.
Talents.
All one could say was that everyone from the Wendao Sword Sect was a damn talent.
Niu Batian, who begged for death, and Yao Xiaoxiao, who paid everyone's bills.
Then there were Xia Chuyi and Tu Kongkong with their reverse haggling—one pitting her uncle, the other pitting her mother.
It was simply incredible.
On the small boat, the expressions of those from the Wendao Sword Sect were equally fascinating.
Li Qingshan said bluntly, "See? I told you Xu Xian led them astray."
Ye Xianyu didn't refute him, but she did offer a reminder: "You should call him Martial Uncle."
Li Qingshan pouted and said nothing more.
Birds of a feather flock together—that was probably the best description for the current situation.
The group instinctively turned their gazes toward Lu Yuan...
They stared and stared and stared at him.
Lu Yuan turned his head away, drawing a clear line. "Don't look at me. I'm not close with them..."
Jin Yu said to Jin Qing, "Sister, I can't hold it in anymore. I really want to laugh..."
Jin Qing replied to Jin Yu, "Hold it in. Mind the occasion."
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