Left with no choice, Sect Master Gu could only pull out another 600,000 mid-grade spirit stones and toss them to the Sword Lunatic.
The Sword Lunatic cheerfully accepted the ransom. Then, with a flick of his hand, he released a strand of sword qi.
“Thump... Thump...”
Grand Elder Xiao and Xiao Chen fell from the iron poles, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Sect Master Gu looked at their pathetic states and didn't want to say another word.
With a flick of his sleeve, he took the two of them and left in disgrace.
He felt like he had never been this humiliated in his entire life!
“Elder Wu, Saint, we’re sorry we’re late!”
After Sect Master Gu and his group from the Tiansheng Sect departed, several disciples from the Lingqi Sect came rushing over in a hurry.
Upon receiving the transmission earlier, they had cursed their own elder and Saint up and down:
Damn it, do you two not know your own strength? How dare you provoke the Guiyi Sword Sect!
Is there anyone in our entire sect who can beat the Sword Lunatic?
Aren't you just begging for death?
But cursing aside, they didn't dare delay and quickly scraped together the ransom.
After all, they were just ordinary disciples and didn't have that many spirit stones on hand.
Furthermore, Elder Wu, who managed the finances, had been captured.
Now, all of it belonged to someone else.
“Senior Jian, here is the six million ransom.”
The Sword Lunatic took the ransom with a beaming smile.
“You’re still short 600,000.”
The Lingqi Sect disciples were dumbfounded.
Surely the Ancestor of the Guiyi Sword Sect isn't going back on his word!
Before they could speak, the Sword Lunatic added:
“This 600,000 was voluntarily added by your elder and Saint. It has nothing to do with me.”
Hearing this, the faces of the Lingqi Sect's Elder Wu and Saint instantly turned livid.
Why did we voluntarily add it? Don't you know exactly why?!
The Lingqi Sect disciples were also completely bewildered, once again cursing the two of them to high heaven in their hearts:
Even if we're rich, we shouldn't waste money like this!
Voluntarily adding to the ransom... Did they get beaten stupid?
But no matter how much they cursed or how dissatisfied they were, they still had to ransom them.
The disciples could only grit their teeth and scrape together another 600,000 mid-grade spirit stones to hand over to the Sword Lunatic before finally freeing Elder Wu and their Saint.
The moment he was let down, the Lingqi Sect Saint’s expression turned frighteningly dark. He cursed Lu Ming repeatedly in his heart:
Damn you, Lu Ming! I will remember today’s humiliation and today’s grudge!
If I get the chance, I will tear you into ten thousand pieces to satisfy my hatred!
Clutching the storage bags, the Sword Lunatic grinned from ear to ear. He turned to Ji Chen and gave him a big thumbs-up:
“Good boy! You're even better at making money than your ancestor!”
Those with backgrounds and spirit stones had all been ransomed.
Those with no money and no backing were still hanging on the poles.
Looking at the remaining few people on the poles, the Sword Lunatic asked:
“Ji Chen, what should we do with the rest of them?”
Ji Chen, the Saint of the Guiyi Sword Sect, scratched his head. “I don't know. I haven't learned this part yet.”
After all, in Lu Ming’s courtyard next door, there were also several rogue cultivators whom no one had come to ransom...
The Sword Lunatic was speechless. So this kid was literally applying what he learned on the fly!
Just then, Ji Chen flicked his body and squatted on top of the wall.
“Thank you, Saint Lu, for allowing us to make so many spirit stones...”
Lu Ming’s mouth twitched. This has nothing to do with me, alright? This is purely your own doing.
But since the other party had thanked him, Lu Ming offered a slight smile:
“Saint Ji is too polite. This is all due to your own capabilities...”
Lu Ming was right. If they didn't have their Ancestor’s overwhelming strength to suppress the situation, they wouldn't have had the chance to make this money!
“Brother Lu, I’d like to ask a question. What do we do with the remaining ones?”
As he spoke, Ji Chen pointed at the rogue cultivators still hanging in Lu Ming’s courtyard.
“Mmph... Mmph...”
The pointed-at rogue cultivators squirmed in utter despair.
Are they going to kill us?
They remembered very clearly that Lu Ming had said anyone who wasn't ransomed would be killed!
At the same time, they also deeply hated Xiao Chen.
Motherfucker, you got ransomed yourself and just left us here!
Lu Ming looked at the remaining few hanging in midair, stroking his chin as he pondered what to do with them.
Releasing them was out of the question. Otherwise, if he did this again in the future and people realized they didn't need to pay to be released, what would he do?
Seeing Lu Ming stroking his chin in thought, Ji Chen, who was squatting on the wall, quickly pulled out his little notebook, ready to take notes.
These are crucial knowledge points!
Standing below, the Sword Lunatic’s mouth twitched as he watched this.
So this is how my sect's Saint learned to do business!
Though something feels off, it really does make money!
This single night’s business was already worth more than ten years of the Guiyi Sword Sect's income.
“Sell them to the black spirit stone mine...”
Just then, Lu Ming’s voice rang out.
“We can’t take a loss...”
Afterwards, Wang Defa went out to contact his connections and sold the remaining captives overnight directly to the Tiansheng Sect’s black spirit stone mine...
When they were sold, Ji Chen followed suit and sold the remaining few cultivators from his courtyard as well.
Most of those left in Lu Ming’s courtyard were rogue cultivators, whereas the ones left in Ji Chen’s courtyard were sect disciples or descendants of influential families.
After all, when they were first captured by Lu Ming, they had been ransomed.
But when they were captured a second time by Ji Chen’s group, their sects and families simply didn't have enough spirit stones left to ransom them again!
...
Thus, once these people realized they were being sold to the Tiansheng Sect's black spirit stone mine, they quickly pleaded with the Sect Master of the Tiansheng Sect to release them.
But the Tiansheng Sect had just paid a fortune to ransom Grand Elder Xiao and the others, and Sect Master Gu was still fuming!
Upon hearing their pleas, he flatly refused.
Damn it, we've already lost more than enough...
“Speak! Why did you go to kill Lu Ming?!”
Grand Elder Xiao furiously questioned Xiao Chen.
During the interrogation, he couldn't help but glance at Ye Fan.
He suspected that this woman had instigated his eldest grandson to do it.
Xiao Chen, however, remained surprisingly stubborn and did not betray Ye Fan. Instead, he adamantly insisted that he simply found Lu Ming annoying.
He claimed he only wanted to teach him a lesson and had no intention of killing him at all!
Ye Fan looked at Xiao Chen with cold eyes, sneering in his heart:
Useless trash. You couldn't even kill Lu Ming. If you couldn't do it, fine, but you had to make such a massive fool of yourself and even get me suspected...
...
“What happened?”
Zhu Wuneng rubbed his eyes as he walked out of his room.
Perched on his shoulder, Xiao Huihui didn't even know what to say!
Last night, the courtyard had been turned completely upside down with life-and-death struggles, yet this guy had slept like a dead pig.
“Don't worry, Little Friend Zhu. Just a few thieves showed up...”
They had all heard Zhu Wuneng’s snoring last night!
They were actually quite touched; this proved that Little Friend Zhu trusted them completely.
That was why he could sleep so soundly!
“Oh...” Zhu Wuneng nodded, asking no further questions.
Just then, Ji Chen asked:
“Little Friend Zhu, where is your Saint? The tournament is about to begin...”
Not only was Ji Chen looking at Zhu Wuneng, but Xiao Huihui was also watching him curiously.
Because their own Saint was simply too mysterious.
He had only shown his face once at the Tiansheng Sect before disappearing.
“I don't know!”
Zhu Wuneng shook his head and mumbled.
Ji Chen’s mouth twitched. Alright, this really is a strange faction.
He then turned to the Sword Lunatic and explained:
“Ancestor, this is our employer, Zhu Wuneng, from the Huaguoshan lineage. Oh... and this courtyard is theirs as well...”
Hearing Ji Chen’s explanation, the Sword Lunatic nodded.
He had been wondering when his own sect had become so wealthy as to stay in such a magnificent courtyard.
“Rest assured, Little Friend Zhu. You will be absolutely safe during this tournament...”
Zhu Wuneng nodded repeatedly. “Thank you, Senior...”
Although he didn't know who this old man was, expressing gratitude was never wrong.
“Don't thank us! You're the employer! We should be the ones thanking you...”
Before Zhu Wuneng could finish, the Sword Lunatic hurriedly called out.
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