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Chapter 3073: Ten Thousand Immortal Crystals

    

."Buy you a sister!"In a fit of rage, Pan Guangchen slapped his son, Pan Hao, several times. Pan Hao was completely unprepared and utterly dumbfounded by the attack."Lao Pan, what are you doing Are y...Daojie glanced at Ye Bufan beside him, his gaze calm as water, without a ripple.

"That's your concern, and has nothing to do with the Enforcement Hall. Whether you challenge or not, you must abide by the rules of the sect, or you will be severely punished!"

After he finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot. The immense pressure that had been pressing down on everyone vanished in an instant, and a sense of relief washed over those present.

Although Dao Jie Ren is gone, Lu Gan did not have the courage to continue clashing with the Ninth Peak.

Once you anger this Hall Master of Enforcement, the consequences are unimaginable, even Bai Lingpu wouldn't be able to save him.

He glanced at Pilt, signaling for the other to continue the challenge.

This guy has his own ideas and wants the two of them to fight again no matter what.

As long as Ye Bufan is harmed, Feng Zhiwu will most likely go into a rage and attack. Then, I'll have my chance.

Though the rules are strict, they still need to be followed according to the regulations. If Fengzhiwu makes a mistake first, even if she is punished, it won't be too severe.

Bo Liang lost the just-concluded duel, and was not convinced. Instead, he gritted his teeth in hatred.

"Ye, dare you have a real sword fight with me"

Ye Bufan's eyes were sharp, he had already seen Lu Gan's little actions, and was very clear that now it wasn't just Bai Liang targeting him, but the entire Fifth Peak.

"Challenges are fine, but I won a match today, and I'm too tired. Let's talk about it later!"

As soon as he said this, the emotions of the crowd that had just been suppressed by Daojie instantly ignited.

"What the hell, this guy is so shameless. He has the audacity to say he won a match What does it have to do with him"

"You lazy bum! Have you even moved a finger"

"Shameless, too shameless! I've never seen anyone so brazen…"

Although Bo Liang was furious, he had no choice. The aftermath of Dao Jie's reprimand was still lingering, and he dared not defy the rules of Liu Guang Jian Zong.

According to sect rules, if a disciple of low cultivation does not accept the challenge, there is nothing he can do.

Since today won't work, we shall fight again tomorrow at this time.

"Tomorrow, I might not be in a good mood."

Ye Bufan let out a cheap smile, "How about this, you offer me 10,000 inferior Immortal Crystals, and maybe, if I'm feeling generous, I might agree to your challenge."

As soon as the words left his mouth, the crowd of onlookers who had just calmed down became enraged once again.

That's low-grade fairy crystal, not stone! This guy wants ten thousand of them just by opening his mouth. He's being totally greedy.

Boh Liang was so enraged that his eyes were practically spitting fire. This useless wretch had already swindled him out of 3,000 low-grade Xian crystals before this, and now he dared to ask for another 10,000!

"What Ten thousand low-grade Xianjing, why don't you just rob someone"

"How is that possible! I may only be a registered disciple, but I understand the rules of the sect."

Ye Bufan laughed even harder. If it were just this guy in front of him, he wouldn't have asked for ten thousand inferior immortal crystals, and the other party couldn't afford it either.

But just standing behind was Lu Gan, since this old geezer wanted to target himself, how could he not bleed a little

"It's not extortion if it has a price, and I didn't force you to pay. Just say whether or not you want it. If not, then I'll just go back to sleep."

After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he took Phoenix's Jade hand and turned to leave.

"Just a moment."

Rugan called out to him.

Zhao Shicheng's eyes widened: "What are you going to do"

"Isn't it just 10,000 lower grade Xianjing I, Lu, will pay for it. The face of the Fifth Peak must be retrieved no matter what."

Lu Gan is a wolf in sheep's clothing, he doesn't want to expose his true intentions and puts the blame on Fifth Peak.

With a flick of his wrist, a storage ring flew out.

Ye Bufan didn't care about that much; all he wanted was Xianjing right now, who got it didn't matter at all.

He scanned with his divine sense and nodded in satisfaction: "Not too many, not too few, exactly ten thousand."

Bai Liang was somewhat surprised that Lu Guan would be so generous, but the money was already in hand. Now, the most important thing was to settle the wager.

"Mr. Ye, are you ready to accept my challenge now"

"Okay, we can continue at this time tomorrow."

Ye Bufan smiled and put the storage ring away. He then came to Huang Yi's side and signed another gambling agreement.

Except for the time, everything else is exactly the same as yesterday. The battle starts around tomorrow's Chen shi (time period) and if it doesn't reach Chen shi automatically loses.

Putting down his pen, he looked at Bai Liang with a slight smile. "You must be on time tomorrow, don't be late again."

"Don't dream, just wait to die tomorrow."

Bo Liang was fuming, he was about to explode. He'd never felt so stifled in all his years.

"Well, I hope you don't disappoint me."

Ye Bufan finished speaking and, hand in hand with Feng Zhiwu, departed. Zhao Shicheng also left with the disciples of the Ninth Peak.

"Sir, thank you for your help just now!"

He left the crowd and bowed to Zhao Shicheng in gratitude. No matter what, he had just helped him out.

"It's a small matter, but no matter what, you are still my disciple of the Ninth Peak. I can't let those bastards from the Fifth Peak bully you!"

Feeling Zhao Shicheng's animosity, Ye Bufan asked: "Manager, why do I feel that the people from the Fifth Peak are looking at us, the Ninth Peak, a little strangely"

"There's nothing strange about it. The whole sect knows that our two peaks don't get along..."

Today, Ye Bufan defeated Bai Liang in a match, giving the Ninth Peak some face. Zhao Shicheng was in a very good mood and began to talk non-stop.

It was only then that Ye Bufan realized that there had been a long-standing feud between the two families, and he had just happened to stumble into it.

As he was about to return to his courtyard at the foot of Mount Ninth Peak, a young attendant rushed over in haste.

"Master, the Peak Lord asks that you take Young Master Ye with you."

Since the Peak Master summoned, Ye Bufan and Feng Zhiwu followed Zhao Shicheng into the grand hall atop the mountain.

Seeing the three enter, Ji Shu said casually, "What's going on What happened I heard that even Jie went"

"Headmaster, this is the situation..."

Zhao Shicheng recounted the events in detail, and finally said, "Today, my Ninth Peak has won a round, but I have another match scheduled for tomorrow."

At this point, a tinge of worry crossed his face, clearly not optimistic about the coming battle.

Uncle Ji nodded leisurely, his gaze falling on Ye Bufan: "How confident are you in tomorrow's battle"

"I'm not sure."

Ye Bufan shook his head, then looked indignant.

Although the disciple has no guarantee of success, as a member of the Ninth Peak, he cannot allow the Fifth Peak to look down on them.

Tomorrow, my disciples will fight to the death. Even if they die in battle, they will not tarnish the reputation of my Ninth Peak.

Seeing him like this, Ji Shu Xian slightly nodded his head, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

"Not bad, this is what a cultivator should be like!"

Then he asked, "Was the person who attacked Bai Liang yesterday you"

"No."

"Ye Bufan shook his head firmly, 'Disciple has just arrived at the sect. I neither have the strength nor the connections.'"

To me, it's definitely Bai Liang who did too many bad things and got retaliated against. I just happened to run into it.here."Well... Miss, our satellite navigation has failed and the compass is useless. We're completely lost. Maybe we should head back the way we came At least there are still tire tracks..."His words m...