Chapter 231: We Are Willing to Serve Daoist Brother Li Xun
"Daoist Brother Li Xun."
The Yin-Yang Holy Son approached with his entourage.
He was tall and imposing, with black hair cascading over his shoulders. His eyes were profoundly deep, within them swirling strands of black and white divine light, giving him an aura of unfathomable mystery.
"Daoist Friend Wang."
Li Xun turned slightly, his face warm and natural, greeting him with a smile.
By now, with the Yin-Yang Holy Son arriving, nearly all of the human cultivators who had entered this small world had been drawn into Li Xun's circle. As for the Spirit Clan and the Great Chu Dynasty, Li Xun had no interest in them at all.
The key reason was simple: the most intense glow on their bodies was only a blue radiance—the rewards for investing in them were meager and not worth the effort.
There was no need to waste his investment.
After all, in sparsely populated places, he could always invest in someone and then strike to seize it back later.
But here, that was impossible. There were simply too many eyes watching.
If he gave the Great Chu Dynasty or the Spirit Clan some valuable treasure and then later snatched it back, it would make all the others he had just invested in suspicious.
If they all began thinking that his gifts would one day be reclaimed, then all of his efforts up to now would have been wasted.
"I had long heard of Daoist Brother Li Xun's reputation. Alas, fate denied us a meeting until today. To see you now—this is truly my great fortune."
The Yin-Yang Holy Son spoke with courtesy. Then, sweeping a glance at Feng Lie who stood behind him, he continued:
"Previously, I heard there was some friction between one of my Yin-Yang Holy Land's people and Daoist Brother Li Xun. Today I have specially brought him to offer his apologies."
"Oh?"
Li Xun let out a soft sound of acknowledgment.
The corners of his eyes carried a smile as his gaze casually fell on Feng Lie. The man shuddered, stepping stiffly forward to bow with clasped hands.
"Daoist Brother Li, in the past Feng was greatly at fault. I beg that Daoist Brother will not hold it against me."
As he spoke, Feng Lie removed a storage ring from his finger and slowly offered it.
Within that ring were all the gains he had obtained in this small world. Handing it away like this made his heart feel as though it was bleeding.
But there was no other choice. If Li Xun were a petty man who bore grudges, then even the slightest hint from him could spell Feng Lie's death.
In fact, it might not even take the future.
With the crowd of powerful figures now surrounding Li Xun, there was no force in the world that could withstand their combined wrath.
A single word from Li Xun, and countless others would rush forward, eager to settle scores on his behalf.
The Yin-Yang Holy Land might be strong, yes.
But against all these powers together? They would crumble.
Especially since each person here carried an immensely deep background.
"The past need not be mentioned again. I, Li, am not one to hold grudges. As for your matter with the Champion Marquis, I have already forgotten it."
Li Xun reached out and accepted the storage ring with a smiling face.
Feng Lie: "…"
"Feng Lie, why are you dawdling? Should you not properly thank Daoist Brother Li Xun for his immense magnanimity?"
The Yin-Yang Holy Son frowned slightly at Feng Lie's dazed expression.
"…Yes."
Feng Lie forced a bitter smile and cupped his hands. "Many thanks, Daoist Brother Li Xun—"
But before he could finish—
A cold voice rang out from nearby.
"Daoist Brother Li Xun, what is the meaning of this? There are still many among us who have yet to receive a single technique from the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect's Scripture Pavilion. Do you mean to withhold them?
"Or is it that you harbor selfish motives and deliberately act this way?"
From among the Spirit Clan, a young man stepped forward, rising into the air. His sharp gaze swept past Xiao Fan before settling on Li Xun.
In his mind, he had thought that since he bore no grudge against Li Xun, surely he would at least receive some technique.
Li Xun had not so much as glanced at the Spirit Clan youth from beginning to end. It was clear that as for the matter of techniques—he could forget about it.
"Spirit Clan, is it?"
Li Xun cast him a faint, mocking glance. "And what is it you want?"
"The Supreme Limitless Creation Sutra!"
The Spirit Clan youth replied without hesitation, his voice firm.
It was one of the recently revealed saint-level scriptures. The True Explanation of the Abyss had already been handed out by Li Xun to five or six people, and this Supreme Limitless Creation Sutra had likewise been given to three others.
If he were to receive one now, that would make four—just right.
"And I as well!"
No sooner had the Spirit Clan youth spoken than Chu Lingfeng stepped forward, striding into the sky. His expression was proud as he declared:
"Unlike the others, what I desire is the Indestructible Golden Body and the Immovable Wisdom King Sutra left behind by the Great Bright Monastery!"
These two Saint level divine techniques of the Great Bright Monastery—Chu Lingfeng himself wasn't even sure how many copies Li Xun had obtained. Perhaps only one… perhaps both.
But no matter what, as long as Li Xun handed out even one, it would be a great bargain.
"Isn't this going a little too far?"
Hearing Chu Lingfeng's words, many people frowned in secret.
It was one thing for Li Xun to distribute the legacy techniques of the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect. That was an act of selflessness and high character.
But the inheritances of the Great Bright Monastery were different—those were spoils Li Xun had acquired by his own ability. For others to openly demand them was brazen beyond measure.
"The Great Chu Dynasty's manner of conduct is disgraceful."
An elder snorted coldly, displeasure evident in his tone.
By now, eight or nine out of every ten people present stood firmly on Li Xun's side. He himself hadn't even spoken yet; if he so much as gave the word, more than a few would already have rushed forward to strike.
"Daoist Brother Li Xun, shall this old man take action and wipe them all out for you?"
It was Elder Qin of the Crape Myrtle Holy Land who spoke, a hot-tempered man. His brows were knotted, his eyes blazing with anger as he glared at the Spirit Clan youth and Chu Lingfeng.
In his view, the techniques within the Scripture Pavilion were Li Xun's rightful spoils. He could give them to whomever he wished—who were these outsiders to dictate terms?
Of course, there was another reason too: Li Xun had just gifted him a copy of the Supreme Limitless Creation Sutra.
With such a saintly scripture in hand, his path to sanctification had been laid bare. If he cultivated diligently, then in a few decades—at most two centuries—he could expect to become a Half-Saint.
Such a tremendous kindness—how could he possibly repay it?
And now, here were people daring to provoke Li Xun!
He could not help but feel a surge of fierce joy.
Just moments ago, he was fretting over how to repay his debt of gratitude. And now, hadn't the perfect opportunity delivered itself to his door?
"There is no need for Elder Qin to act. Our Heavenly Heart Sacred Holy Land too is willing to serve Daoist Brother Li Xun."
As Elder Qin's words fell, the Heavenly Heart Sacred Holy Son strode forward, several elders in tow. Their aura was terrifying, each face lit with eagerness and anticipation.
Among those present, countless people had received Li Xun's grace. Each longed for a chance to repay him.
The problem was, such opportunities were far too rare.
Now, with just these two individuals daring to speak insolently—if one acted too late, the chance would be gone!
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