After the Xiaoyao Sect's great victory over the Hunyuan Sect, they were busy rebuilding the mountain gate.
Although we want to eradicate the evil practitioners who are wreaking havoc on the world, we don't have enough manpower, so we are willing but unable to do so.
For a time, the Wanjian Sect, which was dedicated to punishing evil and eliminating evil, became more famous than the Xiaoyao Sect.
The leader of the Wanjian Sect, Tang Chan, took two Nascent Soul elders with him and quietly headed towards the Hunyuan Sect.
When they arrived near Hunyuan Sect, Tang Chan said respectfully to his two uncles.
"Uncle Master Zhao, Uncle Master Wen, my master is too conservative. If he knew that I came here to exchange for spiritual veins, I'm afraid..."
The old man named Zhao, who was in the lead, stroked his beard and said, "Don't worry, we have our own way in this matter."
Another female swordsman named Wen also nodded slightly.
"Six spiritual veins are already too many for Xiaoyao Sect. We are sincere in exchange, and I believe they will not refuse."
After hearing what his two uncle masters said, Tang Chan felt relieved, and the three of them headed towards Hunyuan Sect together.
The old man surnamed Zhao took a quick look with his spiritual sense and found that there were only four of the six spiritual veins left in the Hunyuan Sect. He couldn't help but feel lucky.
Fortunately, they arrived quickly, otherwise all six spiritual veins would have been refined. They couldn't go to Xiaoyao Sect to ask for the spiritual veins.
At the same time, Sheng Qingjun, who was refining his spiritual veins, also discovered the three people from the Wanjian Sect.
Her brows furrowed slightly.
On the day when Xiaoyao Sect's mountain gate was breached, no one from Wanjian Sect came.
When the troops were sent to attack the Hunyuan Sect, the Wanjian Sect also did not make any contribution.
Now that the Ghost Granny and True Lord Hunyuan are dead, and the Blood Infant Ancestor has escaped, the Wanjian Sect has come out instead.
Sheng Qingjun stopped refining his spiritual veins and went to meet the three people from the Wanjian Sect, speaking in a hostile tone.
"What brings you here from afar?"
The old man surnamed Zhao clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Daoist Sheng, how are you
I heard that Xiaoyao Sect has a powerful cultivator. I wonder where that fellow Taoist is now?"
Sheng Qingjun sneered in her heart. When the Xiaoyao Sect was attacked by evil cultivators, she and Lao Ye sought help from the Wanjian Sect.
However, Tang Chan, as the sect leader, directly rejected their request for help, saying that the Wanjian Sect was too far away to help.
Now that the Xiaoyao Sect has successfully overcome the crisis and eliminated the Hunyuan Sect, they no longer mind the long journey.
"Ever since the rebellion of the evil cultivators, the Hanshan Sect has been destroyed, Wuliangshan has sealed its own gate, and the Miaodan Sect has surrendered. The five major sects have existed in name only."
Sheng Qingjun glanced at the three people and said in a cold voice, "There is nothing much to say between my Xiaoyao Sect and your Wanjian Sect. Go back to where you came from!"
The old man surnamed Zhao's face darkened, but he couldn't get angry because the purpose of this trip had not been achieved.
The female swordsman surnamed Wen also looked a little embarrassed, but it was an indisputable fact that the Wanjian Sect turned a blind eye to the Xiaoyao Sect's request for help.
Tang Chan took a step forward, bowed deeply and said, "Senior Sheng, please calm down. This is all my fault. It has nothing to do with the two uncles.
When you and Senior Ye asked for help, our disciples were attacked by evil cultivators. Master and the two uncles were unable to move. It was not that our sect would not help them. "
"Now that things have come to this, it is meaningless to talk about the past. From now on, your Wanjian Sect and my Xiaoyao Sect will go their separate ways!"
Sheng Qingjun didn't want to say much, and said in a calm voice.
Tang Chan showed an embarrassed look on his face, "Senior Sheng, how can we just end the friendship that has lasted for hundreds of years
Although the Hunyuan Sect was destroyed, the old monster Xueying and the chief disciple of Hunyuan escaped, so we must be on guard. "
Sheng Qingjun still had a cold expression on his face, "I don't dare to seek friendship with the Wanjian Sect."
Seeing Sheng Qingjun was so stubborn, a hint of suspicion flashed in the old man surnamed Zhao's eyes.
"Fellow Daoist Sheng, the Wanjian Sect is not unwilling to save you, why don't you believe it?"
Sheng Qingjun sneered, almost unable to control the anger in her heart.
"It wasn't your Wanjian Sect that was nearly destroyed, and it wasn't your own brothers and fellow disciples who died. How can you empathize with me
You guys are rushing here now, probably not to tell me these things, but for the spirit veins!"
After his purpose was exposed, the old man surnamed Zhao felt hot on his face and simply spoke frankly.
"Fellow Daoist Sheng, my Wanjian Sect doesn't owe you anything, and we have no obligation to take risks to help you. There's no need for you to be so aggressive!
We are here for the spiritual veins. I want to exchange a Gengjin mine and a secret iron mine for two spiritual veins. What do you think?"
"Can't you just tell me your intentions earlier? Why do you have to talk about so much nonsense?"
Sheng Qingjun sneered and shook his head to refuse without thinking.
"You want to exchange one Gengjin mine and one Mystic Iron mine for my two spiritual veins? Dream on!"
The old man surnamed Zhao had a hint of resentment in his expression, "Fellow Daoist Sheng, I am sincerely trading with you.
According to the market conditions, one Gengjin Mine plus a Secret Iron Mine is more than enough to exchange for two Spiritual Veins."
"What's the situation? I only know that spiritual energy has become increasingly scarce in recent years, and even the speed at which spiritual veins are drying up is much faster than before."
Sheng Qingjun said leisurely, "Since you said you are sincere in the deal, I will give you three Gengjin mines and two secret iron mines in exchange for a spiritual vein. No more."
The old man surnamed Zhao was shocked and said, "Five spiritual stone mines are only exchanged for one spiritual vein. You might as well go and rob it!"
The female cultivator named Wen, who had remained silent all this time, frowned secretly, thinking that Sheng Qingjun's offer was a bit too much.
"Don't want to change? Forget it, don't say I didn't give you a chance."
Seeing several people being humiliated, Sheng Qingjun was in a good mood.
Seeing that the deal was about to fall through, Tang Chan smiled bitterly and bowed again.
"Uncle Sheng, please stop joking. There are only six spiritual mines in our Wanjian Sect. At most, we can give out three spiritual mines in exchange for two spiritual veins. What do you think?"
The cession of three spiritual mines made Tang Chan feel very painful.
But the sect's spiritual veins are becoming increasingly depleted, and this is a helpless move.
We can't really let Master take the risk and go to the Shiwanda Mountains.
Sheng Qingjun shook her head and refused. "Five spiritual mines in exchange for a spiritual vein. Not even a word less will do. If you can't produce it, there's no point in talking!"
After saying that, she was too lazy to pay attention to them and went back to continue refining her spiritual veins.
The three people from the Wanjian Sect were left standing where they were, unable to decide whether to leave or stay.
The female cultivator surnamed Wen sighed softly, "Senior Brother Zhao, Xiaoyao Sect has made a huge request. What should we do?"
The old man surnamed Zhao was silent for a moment, with helplessness in his eyes.
"Friend Sheng is most likely still holding a grudge against my Wanjian Sect for not helping. Sigh!"
“My two uncles don’t have to worry. Doesn’t Xiaoyao Sect still have a Yuanying Zhenjun
That senior is not here right now, he is probably transporting the spirit vein back to Xiaoyao Sect."
Tang Chan's eyes showed a thoughtful look, "When she comes back, this matter may be able to usher in a turn for the better."
"That's right. We will wait here and discuss it with Fellow Daoist Xu after he comes back."
The old man surnamed Zhao nodded happily. The spiritual vein was of vital importance to the future development of the Wanjian Sect.
Using only two spiritual veins to obtain three spiritual mines is a sure win for the Xiaoyao Sect.
This transaction is a mutually beneficial one.
I hope that Mr. Xu can think rationally.