CHAPTER 561: CHAPTER 334: SWEET TALK

Face changed dramatically.

The tone revealed a hint of sinister mood, even Xiao Xuan, who was responsible for guarding the Spiritual Spring, couldn’t help but frown deeply.

The siblings now named Yuan Qi and Yuan Miao had a journey similar to Jiang Feng and Lin Jiangxian. They supported each other and entered the sect through external recruitment. They’ve been in the sect for over a decade, which is why Yuan Miao just called him "Junior Brother."

The siblings came from a troubled country border, traveling around to earn a living. Later, Purple Cloud Palace disciples, like Lu Luo and Su Yi, were dispatched to guard a border town, accidentally discovering the siblings’ remarkable cultivation talent, and guided them to try their luck at Purple Cloud Palace.

Yuan Qi, aged twenty-nine, is at Foundation Establishment Peak, while Yuan Miao, aged twenty-six, is at mid-Foundation Establishment. Such cultivation wouldn’t impress Jiang Feng much, nor would it garner much attention among the other peaks, given the abundance of talents on this immortal mountain, even Miss Lin has begun striking for Foundation Establishment Peak recently.

But in the town they hail from, they are deemed top-notch geniuses. At around thirty, they could form a core smoothly and receive invitation letters from various forces; this is the ceiling for ordinary cultivators.

However, no disciple, regardless of their status, could shine in front of Jiang Feng, the ultimate privileged second-generation, who seemed ready to take action directly!

"Brother Jiang, we, our siblings, absolutely didn’t intend to insult Swordmaster Peak and Sword Immortal, we..."

Noticing the man’s erupting aura, Yuan Qi’s face turned ashen; even the fiery and disgruntled Yuan Miao was overwhelmed by the opponent’s impressive aura, filled with terror in her eyes.

Even though they are fellow disciples, they are divided into grades. They have self-awareness about their positioning.

Regular disciples would face severe penalties for fighting within the sect. If there’s a dispute, the Martial Arts Arena is designated for use. Unauthorized offenses and internal conflicts could lead to confinement for years at best or expulsion from the sect at worst.

But, as you know, rules are made by people, and coincidentally...

Liu Tangxi is the rule-maker.

Yes, the rules of Purple Cloud Palace are drafted and enforced by Swordmaster Peak. The peak masters of Swordmaster Peak have been the enforcers of the sect, wielding the highest law enforcement power.

Thus, Mr. Jiang truly can walk sideways.

With a cold sneer, without further ado, he wiped the Qiankun Bag and directly grasped a Golden Gourd!

"Oh?"

With a light chuckle in heart.

Xiao Xuan did not know Jiang Feng, but he heard of this Sword Immortal disciple’s kind nature, never stirring trouble, except for being a bit of a playboy, he got along well with disciples from other peaks, but what made him so angry today?

But it was good, just what he wanted.

Knowing the opponent wasn’t arrogant, Xiao Xuan didn’t deliberately stop the siblings; he was testing the opponent’s attitude. If a dispute arose, even better; if confinement ensued, he naturally had plenty of room to maneuver.

Despite the joy, his expression was very anxious, even making a sham move of stopping it.

"Brother Jiang, calm down a bit. They meant no harm..."

Swoosh!

Before finishing the sentence, the magic treasure was directly thrown over, its speed blinded him, unable to see, the Golden Gourd bypassing from the side and drawing an arc towards the back.

A bit horrified inside, but more gloom overshadowed, as Jiang Feng wasn’t aware that yesterday’s draw had concluded, personally drawn by the Nine Peaks Peak Master to avoid foul play.

Among core disciples, there wouldn’t be foul play — skill speaks for itself. But for ordinary disciples, it was a spectacle, some cried hugging heads after drawing great signatures, some went ecstatic, others almost fainted with joy upon drawing empties.

Xiao Xuan wasn’t among any of those categories.

He didn’t wish for Jiang Feng to smash through relentlessly, nor to stumble halfway; he wished Jiang Feng to encounter him within the first three rounds, only then could the task assigned to him proceed smoothly.

Sizing up Jiang Feng’s strength quietly, observing coldly, but the next second.

Snap!

He caught the Golden Gourd with a backhand.

This scene shrank everyone’s pupils, especially Xiao Xuan’s expression showing confusion; with Jiang Feng’s strength, he shouldn’t have been able to catch it, but quickly he found there was no Spiritual Energy in the magic treasure Jiang Feng threw.

Everyone was stunned, not knowing Jiang Feng’s intentions, but a swaggering privileged young master just boasted boldly.

"Black Gold Gourd, a legitimate spoils of war, a treasure snatched from Xuanyin Sect."

"Though not high grade, it can accommodate everything, absorb mountain and river power, and has soul-seizing effects; it’s way better than the junk you have."

"What do you say, swap this for a queuing pass, not excessive right?"

The atmosphere was eerily silent.

Yuan Qi and Yuan Miao’s siblings were fully braced for confronting some privileged young master’s wrath, but the scene before them left them unfinished, even Xiao Xuan was dumbfounded.

Looking at the familiar Black Gold Gourd, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, his fist tightened behind his back.