The Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor took a deep breath, suppressing the fury in his heart, and continued to inquire with stubborn persistence, “Aside from being male, how much more do you know about that monkey?”
The Sword Lunatic stroked his beard. “Not much. I just know his name is Sun Xiaosheng and that he’s a rich monkey. Why? Are you trying to steal my business?”
As he spoke, the Sword Lunatic looked at everyone with a look of extreme wariness, his eyes wide. “That won’t do. He’s my biggest client. If anyone tries to steal him, I’ll have words with them!”
The Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor felt a headache coming on. “We’re not stealing him!”
I am a dignified Mahayana-stage Ancestor. Why would I steal your job as a bodyguard?
My Tiansheng Sect is not like your Guiyi Sword Sect—some poverty-stricken organization!
The Sword Lunatic muttered to himself, “Why are these people asking about Sun Xiaosheng?”
However, it was true that he didn’t know much about Sun Xiaosheng. At that moment, the Yunhua Ancestor asked with a gentle expression, “Sword Lunatic, do you know where Huaguoshan is located?”
“No idea! Why are you all asking this? What, are you planning to kill the monkey and take his treasures?” the Sword Lunatic asked suspiciously.
The three Ancestors were startled.
This broke bastard actually guessed correctly!
The Yunhua Ancestor gave a hollow laugh. “We were just asking out of curiosity! With our status, why would we do something like steal a junior’s treasures?”
“You would!” the Sword Lunatic blurted out.
“You!” The Yunhua Ancestor’s face darkened. He flicked his sleeve and ignored the Sword Lunatic.
Seeing that the Yunhua Ancestor couldn't get any information about Sun Xiaosheng, the Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor directly changed the subject. “Sword Lunatic, where is your Saint? Our Saintess is dead. We want to ask your Saint if he knows what happened.”
“What! Your Saintess is dead? Then this husband selection... what’s the point of it now?!” the Sword Lunatic exclaimed.
The Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor’s expression turned grim. Gritting his teeth, he said, “It’s canceled!”
With the Saintess dead, how could they hold it? If she had died earlier, they could have replaced her, but Ye Qingcheng had already made her appearance. How could they swap her out now?
It was just a pity for that prized son-in-law from the Qingshan Sect. Aside from being a bit thick-skinned and greedy, that boy seemed quite good in every other aspect...
Suddenly, his gaze narrowed. He wondered if the deaths of these Saints and Saintesses had anything to do with the Qingshan Sect.
Just then, Mo Changye, who had recovered slightly, tugged on the Sword Lunatic’s sleeve. “Sword Lunatic, where is your Saint? Our Crown Prince is dead, and we want to ask your Saint what occurred...”
The Sword Lunatic immediately bristled. “You’re asking me? I was about to ask you!”
“My Saint was perfectly fine when he came to attend this gathering, and now he’s nowhere to be found. You should know that this gathering was hosted by the Tianqi Crown Prince, and the venue is on Tiansheng Sect territory...”
After leaving the Yichun Courtyard and returning to the rented courtyard, he had found that not a single person was there!
Not only had his own Saint and the Huaguoshan Saint not returned, but their neighbor, the Saint of the Qingshan Sect, was also missing.
That was why he had come out to look for them. Shortly after stepping out, he had seen the massive explosion and came over to investigate. Only then did he realize such a major disaster had occurred.
So many Saints and Saintesses had actually died. If his own sect hadn't sent him news of their Saint being in trouble, he would have suspected his Saint was dead too.
Although Mo Changye claimed there was no plot, he felt that something was definitely going on. He just didn't know what it was. These people were certainly hiding something from him!
Thinking of this, he turned and shouted at the Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor, “My Saint went missing on your territory. Shouldn’t you help look for him?”
Without a word, the Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor pulled several sound transmission talismans from his storage bag and handed them over. “Why don’t you send a message to your Saint and ask?”
The Sword Lunatic’s eyes lit up, and he immediately snatched the talismans. “Look at you, being so polite... I can just use my own...”
The Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor’s lip curled. Then why the hell did you take mine?!
The Sword Lunatic wasn't shy. He immediately used a talisman and sent a message to the Guiyi Sword Sect's Saint. “You little brat, where are you? You have no idea—the Tianqi Crown Prince is dead, the Yunhua Saint is dead, the Tiansheng Saintess is dead, the Lingqi Sect Saint is dead...”
Hearing the Sword Lunatic’s gloating tone, everyone felt the urge to slap him to death!
Damn it, aside from the second sentence being useful, everything else was just gossip and mockery.
However, after the talisman was sent, there was no response for a long time.
The Sword Lunatic scratched his head and muttered, “Could this boy be so infatuated with some beauty that he doesn't have time for this old man?”
Everyone’s mouth twitched at those words. Was that even something a human should say?
Following that, the Sword Lunatic sent another talisman to his own Sect Master. “Kid, are the soul lamps for Ji Chen and the others okay? Let me tell you! The Tianqi Crown Prince is dead, the Yunhua Saint is dead, the Tiansheng Saintess is dead...”
Ancestor Ji and the others clenched their fists.
That’s enough! They had never seen someone so gleeful about others' misfortunes, rubbing salt in the wound over and over again...
His gloating was far too obvious.
A moment later, the Sect Master of the Guiyi Sword Sect replied, “Holy crap... those sons of bitches! No one told me such wonderful news... oh... I mean, such a tragedy! Anyway, our Saint’s soul lamp is perfectly fine...”
The crowd stared at the Sword Lunatic with faces that were incredibly unsightly. The Tianqi Ancestor ground his teeth. “Is this how your sect usually talks about us?”
“Haha... a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding...” The Sword Lunatic felt a bit awkward after being caught. “We’re just rough men who don't know how to speak properly, but we didn't mean any offense!”
You literally cursed us out loud, and you claim you didn't mean any offense?
“You said it right to our faces!” The Yunhua Ancestor’s usually refined face was turning green and distorted with rage.
“Look at you all, why are you being so petty? You call us broke bastards and lunatics every day. Did I ever make a fuss about it? Did I complain? You can't have such double standards.”
“Is that even the same thing?”
The Sword Lunatic looked at the crowd and countered, “Insults are insults. Do they come in different ranks or social classes?”
“That’s it, I can’t take it anymore! Beat him!” Emperor Tianqi could no longer suppress the fire in his heart. He swung his fist and charged at the Sword Lunatic.
Thud... Thud... Slap... Pow...
“Ouch... Eek...”
None of the four used spiritual energy or techniques. It was a pure physical brawl—pulling hair, slapping faces, kicking groins, and yanking ears...
All sorts of moves were used, every blow landing with a solid thud. Eventually, the four of them sat on the ground, bruised, swollen, and exhausted.
Emperor Tianqi, the Tiansheng Sect Leader, and the Palace Master of the Yunhua Sacred Palace stood nearby, looking up at the sky. They didn't dare to look, didn't dare to comment, and certainly didn't dare to laugh.
This was the Ancestors' way of venting their frustration when they were furious but couldn't actually kill the other party.
A moment later, the Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor wiped blood from his nose. “Sword Lunat—”
He caught himself and changed his address. “Old Jian... your Saint isn't here. You should go look for him quickly...”
Tianji Old Man might be arriving at any moment. If he divined something and the Sword Lunatic found out, it would be bad!
Even if the Sword Lunatic couldn't help, he was more than capable of causing trouble!
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