Chapter 431: No Bargaining
is.Shi Lei hesitated for a moment before finally sighing. The current situation of their sect's base wasn't great. Accepting Lu Yiye would only make things worse, possibly even jeopardizing the base i...Master Xiao Xinghe's swordsmanship training experience was of great help to Lu Ye, you know that Master Xiao is only at the Zhenhu realm now.
Since obtaining that swordsmanship manual, Lu Ye had been constantly thinking, "If only there were more swordsmanship cultivation manuals..."
Looking across the Nine Regions, there doesn't seem to be any sect on the Haotian Alliance side known for its swordsmanship...
There is indeed a sword cultivator sect, the Beixuan Jianzong in Bingzhou. Therefore, sword cultivators from major sects across the Nine States often go to Beixuan Jianzong to study and improve their swordsmanship skills.
Since Lu Ye is a swordsman, there's no point in him going to Beixuan Sword Sect. But he can't go to Kuang Dao Gate either. Kuang Dao Gate belongs to the Wan Mo Ridge, and if he dared to go there, let alone tomorrow's sun, even tonight's moon wouldn't be seen.
It is not advisable to directly attack the main branch of the Crazy Knife Sect. It would be better to scout their base on the Lingxi Battlefield.
He didn't ask for the strong swordsmen from the Crazy Blade Sect to personally guide him, nor did he want insights like those of his Third Senior Brother on swordsmanship techniques – even twenty sets would be enough.
If not so, with hundreds of demon sects in the core circle's Wan Mozong Mountains, why would he specifically target a single Kuang Dao Sect.
...and when he spoke, the cultivators of the Mad Sword Sect finally understood Lu Ye's intentions.
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Lu Ye lowered his eyelids, a long sword in his hand pointing diagonally at the ground. Spiritual energy surged within him, flames flickering around the blade.
"Stop!" The man shouted angrily, and when he saw his cultivator stop, he breathed a sigh of relief.
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The man got the words to his lips but couldn't bring himself to say them.
Before came, the elders of the sect had given a clear instruction to bargain with him as much as possible and see if they could give him a little less knowledge about swordsmanship. Although these things were not rare or unique, giving them to Lu Yi would be like aiding the enemy. Naturally, it was best to give him as little as possible, and if possible, nothing at all.
This is different from the nature of property we discussed before...
It seemed that Ke Lu Ye had anticipated this, directly cutting off their words and leaving the members of Kuang Dao Men with no chance at all.
He glanced deeply at Lu Ye, then the man raised his hand and threw a storage bag. Lu Ye caught it.
The storage pouch had no restrictions on locks. He reached in and pulled out a stack of notebooks. He randomly chose one and opened it. The ink was still wet, indicating that it had just been written.
Upon a cursory glance at the surface, it appears to be indeed a record of swordsmanship practice.
I checked several books in a row, and there weren't any major problems.
Only then did Lu Ye carefully pack away these swordsmanship practice insights. He looked at the man, extending his hand and saying, "Here!"
The man's face remained calm. "What is it"
What else is there
"I gave you that stuff in the first place!"
The man looked at Lu Ye in shock. "You're going back"
"Nonsense!" Lu Ye said expressionlessly, "That's the money your Kuang Dao Sect paid for peace. I naturally have to take it back. Of course, if you don't want this peace, I don't care."
The man's liver ached with masculine pain. He unfastened the storage pouch from his waist and tossed it directly to Lu Ye.
"Is it me leaving on my own, or are you letting me leave" He asked again.
"Form up!" the man roared.
The giant formation creaked open, and Lu Ye shot into the sky, vanishing in an instant.
Looking at Lu Ye's departing figure, the disciples of Kuang Dao Sect each clenched their fists. Endless humiliation and anger surged within their hearts.
Flying on their magic flying mounts, the sky warriors and land scouts followed a detailed map. According to the map’s guidance, they flew towards the Wàn Dú Forest.
He was preparing to return to Bixue Sect's main sect.
He is still the garrison commander of Bixue Sect, so before he can be promoted to Yunhe, he has to hand over the position of garrison commander to a suitable candidate.
Besides, breaking through the 23 strongholds and plundering a large amount of reinforcement also needs to be returned to the sect for processing.
Besides, carrying so many storage pouches on him was a burden. They contained valuables worth five to six million merit points. He had to send them back to his sect and hand them over to Shui Yuan. With so much wealth on his person, Lu Ye wasn't very comfortable either.
In ten days, it will be the Celestial Fortune's Blessing ceremony. Based on past experiences and Lu Ye's estimations, after this time, the spiritual mist in the Celestial Pool should not be of much help to him anymore.
The reason I'm going to the Ten Thousand Poisons Forest is naturally to leave some cultivation resources for that woman Hua Ci.
They had confirmed their direction and were flying straight ahead. Suddenly, a message came from the battlefield records.
Lu Ye investigated, but it was the second senior sister Shui Yuan who sent the message.
"Before I ascend to the Yunhe Realm, I'll make a trip back to our original sect!"
"Acknowledged."
Lu Ye wasn't sure why his second senior sister had reminded him of this, but he was already planning to return to the base anyway.
Two days later, Lu Ye went straight into the Forest of Ten Thousand Poisons and appeared in front of the wooden house.
"Since I can't see Hua Ci, this woman must be practicing somewhere."
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Lü Yè didn't go to look for her either. He went straight to the third floor and lay down on his bed, sleeping soundly.
Looking out over the entire Lingxi battlefield, this is the only place that allows him to completely let go of his worries. Even at the garrison, there's no place as reassuring as this.
It's a pity that he can't stay here forever.
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He rested his arms on the window sill, quietly watching below, a warmth filling his heart.
If Little Compassion weren't to toss in some lively, quirky little trinkets into a clay pot for soup, this warmth should last a long time.
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Yiyi raised her head, meeting Lu Ye's gaze, and waved a greeting.
"Mmm!" Lu Ye replied casually, retracting his head. "Call me when it's time to eat."
He crossed his legs and sat on the bed, taking out a book titled "Essentials of Swordsmanship" from his storage bag. He carefully studied and pondered its contents.
As the most concentrated sect of swordsmiths, and moreover a first-rank sect, the Kuang Dao Men has had countless powerful warriors who wield swords throughout its history. The accumulated swordsmanship cultivation experience passed down through the generations is immeasurable.e experience is not as wonderful.When Lu Ye first set up the teleportation array, each transmission felt like stepping into a void, constantly falling into an abyss. After the transmission was complet...