Chapter 409: Something's Off 【Wei God of Wealth 03】

Weapon Sect.

"Reporting to the Sect Master!"

A disciple rushed into the Sect Master Hall and knelt before the Weapon Sect Master, Xiang Tiange.

"Spit it out if there's something—if you’ve got a fart, let it out quick! I'm busy here!"

Xiang Tiange was stuffing prepared gifts into his storage ring.

This Ascension Conference led by Real Person Yuyao required proper preparations.

Even if Real Person Yuyao didn’t think much of him, he couldn’t go empty-handed and embarrass the Weapon Sect.

After all, the Weapon Sect was a major sect too.

Anyone who knew about Lingxi Valley and the Alchemy Sect would naturally know of the Weapon Sect.

Pills were essential on the path of cultivation—and so were good weapons.

The disciple stood up and said, "Sect Master, the Sword Pavilion Patriarch is here. He’s asking to see you."

"The Sword Pavilion Patriarch?" Xiang Tiange pictured a figure in black robes with a head full of white hair and frowned. "Why would he come to the Weapon Sect?"

Although they hadn’t had any deep face-to-face interactions, for some reason—maybe due to what happened to the Alchemy Sect—the very mention of the Sword Pavilion Patriarch gave him a bad feeling… Even though they had met once in that small world.

Still, reputation precedes the man…

"He didn’t say why he came, just that he wanted to see you."

"Tch, I still have to attend the Ascension Conference. Go tell him… hmm… tell him I’ve already left the sect. Tomorrow I’ll personally visit the Sword Pavilion ruins with generous gifts."

Xiang Tiange figured that sounded polite enough. He wasn’t refusing to meet; it was just inconvenient today.

As impressive as the Sword Pavilion Patriarch might be, he was still just in the Void Fusion Realm—not someone like Real Person Yuyao who had reached the Great Ascension Stage.

Of course he had to prioritize someone at the Great Ascension Stage, especially now that Yuyao seemed to have comprehended the Dao and undergone a transformation.

As the saying goes, when people are near death, their words become kind.

Real Person Yuyao had seen the light!

She understood that twisted paths could never lead to ascension!

Anyway, the Weapon Sect hadn’t lost much in the Central State Secret Realm, and the compensation Yuyao offered more than made up for it.

When there’s profit involved, what grievance can’t be wiped clean?

"Yes, Sect Master."

The disciple nodded and left.

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"Sir, our Sect Master said he already left the sect today and will visit tomorrow with lavish gifts."

Chen Huaian's lips twitched as he looked at the Weapon Sect disciple who was respectfully bowing.

That must’ve been a message from the Weapon Sect Master.

Should he listen for himself and see how much the original message got distorted?

Seeing Chen Huaian remain silent, the disciple quickly caught on. His face went pale and his legs started to shake.

He wasn’t normally this dumb.

It was just that the aura of the Sword Pavilion Patriarch was so oppressive—it felt like a blade pressed against his neck. He could barely breathe, let alone think straight. The mental and physical pressure made him slip up.

Realizing his mistake, he hurriedly corrected himself: "S-sorry… What I meant was, before leaving, our Sect Master said—if the Sword Pavilion Patriarch came, we should say he wasn’t here. But he’ll definitely visit tomorrow!"

Chen Huaian: "……"

"Oh? Your Sect Master, a mere Unity Stage cultivator, can predict when this Venerable One would show up?"

Chen Huaian sneered. He was sure the Weapon Sect Master simply didn’t want to see him.

And he was almost certainly still inside the sect.

He had come all this way—how could he leave without meeting him?

He was in the Peak of First Tribulation of the Great Ascension Stage—even though he’d only shown his aura for less than a second, it wasn’t something a Unity Stage sect master could just ignore.

Pulling up the map, most of it was green, with a few yellow dots.

One dot flickered between yellow and green and was the biggest—it was deep within the Weapon Sect.

If that wasn’t the Sect Master, he’d eat his sword.

Narrowing his eyes, Chen Huaian took a single step—and in the next instant, appeared in a plainly furnished room.

After reaching the Great Ascension Stage, his mastery of spatial techniques had grown tremendously. Even though he still maintained a Void Fusion cultivation level, his near-silent teleportation was almost perfect.

With the massive gap in power, he quietly appeared right behind Xiang Tiange.

“Sigh, I don’t even know why the Sword Pavilion Patriarch wants to see me… Doesn’t feel like anything good!”

“Forget it. Better get this Heavenly Pool Spirit Slurry to Real Person Yuyao—it’s just enough to forge a spiritual treasure.”

Xiang Tiange was thinking about how Yuyao had asked him that day:

“I’ve heard Sect Master Xiang is the only forging grandmaster capable of crafting spiritual treasures. I’d like to ask you to forge one for me.

But I lack the auxiliary materials—and a master craftsman.

If you’re willing to come to the Jade Pool Holy Land and help, I will reward you handsomely.”

The missing material was the Heavenly Pool Spirit Slurry.

It was essential when refining spiritual treasures.

He had no idea how Real Person Yuyao knew he had some.

He hadn’t even decided if he was going to give it to her—

But then Yuyao had immediately shown great sincerity and offered various resources.

The Human Pill was one of them.

Thinking of the pill’s powerful effects, Xiang Tiange couldn’t help but sigh.

"That Human Pill from Real Person Yuyao is really something.

My spiritual root had flaws, but after replacing it, I feel like my lifespan increased dramatically…

It’s just—the way the Human Pill is made is too cruel. It goes against heaven’s will."

He had taken the pill, fully aware that when the Heavenly Dao eventually came to settle scores, he’d face an even more terrifying tribulation.

But frankly, he didn’t think he’d live that long anyway.

“Xiang Tiange! Do you admit your guilt?!”

The sudden shout behind him almost made Xiang Tiange jump out of his skin.

He whipped out a hammer and swung it behind him, only for a single finger to block the blow.

Bang!

The surface of the high-grade spiritual weapon hammer caved in on impact.

Even the hammer couldn’t withstand a finger.

“You dare resist?!”

Chen Huaian flicked his finger and shattered the hammer.

Seeing that it was the Sword Pavilion Patriarch behind him, Xiang Tiange turned pale.

“Patriarch… please, let me explain…”

“I don’t want to hear it!” Chen Huaian drew the Black Scales Sword and held it to Xiang Tiange’s head. “You ate a Human Pill? That kind of filthy act is no different from the demonic path!”

“Please, Patriarch, have mercy!”

Xiang Tiange’s legs gave out and he dropped to his knees, begging repeatedly.

Chen Huaian narrowed his eyes, a strange feeling bubbling inside him—but he suppressed it and continued pressuring him.

“You want to live? Fine.”

He pulled a sword embryo from his bag and tossed it in front of Xiang Tiange.

“This is a spiritual treasure sword embryo. If you can repair my Black Scales Sword, I’ll spare your life.”

Originally, he hadn’t wanted to threaten the Weapon Sect Master.

But everything seemed to be unfolding exactly as the Electronic Girlfriend game had predicted.

Back when he used Heaven’s Calculation, the game told him to threaten the Weapon Sect Master to help him cultivate.

He had thought it was just a joke.

But now, he was getting a chilling feeling—like fate itself was pulling the strings.

So far, this Electronic Girlfriend game had only brought him benefits and power-ups.

And its little “predictions” about the future—when they happened to others—hadn’t felt like a big deal.

But now that it was happening to him… it felt terrifying.

If that’s the case—

How was he any different from those Ascenders?

This Electronic Girlfriend game…

Might also be a problem!