When the Innate Celebration was halfway through, a Maoshan disciple ca to report that Kunlun’s Yu Baiyi had co to offer his congratulations.
The Little Celestial Master’s face darkened as she spoke unceremoniously, "Drive him away... On a day of great joy, I don’t wish to spill blood!"
In truth, she was not sure if she could defeat Yu Baiyi, but Feng Jun had once said that many Innate Experts were more powerful than Qi Refinent Practitioners, and Yu Baiyi was only at the Qi Refining Initial Stage. She was confident she could deal with him for a while.
Especially considering that Zhang Caixin, who was at the Mid-stage Qi Refining, was by her side, it would be very difficult for Yu Baiyi to escape.
After all, the grudge between Tang Wenji and Kunlun was imnse.
Back when Kou Heiyi ca to suppress Maoshan’s prestige, the Little Celestial Master was the first to bear the brunt.
Her possessions were stolen, and she was controlled—this deep humiliation was a constant mory in her heart. Even though Feng Jun later avenged her by eliminating Kou Heiyi and leading a "Day Trip to Kunlun," she still couldn’t let it go—because it was not her own strength.
Tang Wenji had long resolved that one day, when she had achieved her cultivation, she would invade Kunlun using her own power to thoroughly humiliate them. If angered, she would directly annihilate Kunlun’s Daoist tradition.
One shouldn’t easily offend a woman; many won are not very forgiving, even if Tang Wenji seed like a tomboy.
The Maoshan disciple rushed out and returned soon after, holding a long sword case in his hands. "Little Celestial Master, Yu Baiyi left this sword and left, saying it was Kunlun’s gift, nad the Fish Intestine Sword."
"As if Maoshan would care for a sword..." Tang Wenji sneered, but then froze, "Fish Intestine Sword?"
The Fish Intestine Sword was, of course, renowned—there was no need to ntion it. The key was that as an assassination sword, it was a slender short sword. Even if one was not a swordsman, it could be wielded like a dagger, particularly suitable for female cultivators.
Tang Wenji was not a Sword Cultivator, yet she could still make use of the Fish Intestine Sword; even when she advanced to the Qi Refinent Realm, this sword remained a powerful protective tool.
The Fish Intestine Sword was not a Magic Artifact, but it was on par with ordinary Treasure Weapons.
Many within the Daoist sects disliked Kunlun, but there were also those who spoke righteously.
Autumn Daoist from Zhongnan Mountain chuckled and remarked, "Kunlun is scared; Kou Heiyi offended you greatly back then. Now that you’ve advanced to Innate, they must consider your retaliation, hence this appeasent... It’s not the first ti Innates have fought Kunlun."
"Not the first ti?" Many were shocked by this news and couldn’t help but gossip, "Who was it last ti?"
"Sorry, I can’t say," Autumn Daoist shook his head with a smile, "Even though our Zhongnan lineage no longer has a Daoist temple and our inheritance is simple, we are, after all, located in the Northwest and relatively close to Kunlun, so we can gather so information."
His words indirectly confird that once Martial Cultivators beco Innate Experts, there is indeed little need to fear Kunlun. However, Tang Wenji’s thoughts were not on this; she snorted disdainfully, "Why would I need him to send it? Once I complete my cultivation, can’t I take it myself?"
Everyone present exchanged glances, internally agreeing that Kunlun’s worries weren’t baseless—Tang Wenji indeed had not let go of the enmity between the two, so there would be plenty of excitent to watch in the future.
In fact, those present could easily imagine that when Little Celestial Master Tang went to Kunlun, there was essentially no possibility of failure.
Innates may not necessarily be able to fight Kunlun, but they couldn’t prevent... Tang Wenji had the backing of Luohua!
Luohua might not support Tang Wenji because they had already had a confrontation with Kunlun, taking away Kunlun’s Three Elegants, including Shen Qingyi, and considered the matter settled. Any further entanglents would only cause others to look down on them.
However, they also couldn’t stop Tang Wenji from seeking revenge. Luohua was avenging itself for being invaded; Maoshan was also invaded, so shouldn’t Maoshan people also seek revenge?
However, once Tang Wenji sought revenge, even if Kunlun couldn’t defeat her—which was unlikely—they would have to accept their misfortune. But even if they could defeat her, would Kunlun dare to go all out? What if they provoked Luohua again?
Tang Wenji understood this very well—her opponent didn’t dare to ss with her, or else they should be ready for Luohua to return for retribution.
One side was constrained, while the other could exert full strength and not worry about life and death. How could she miss such a delightful opportunity for revenge?
This kind of decisive retribution was precisely Tang Wenji’s favorite—she could strike at them, and they wouldn’t dare to fight back.
To be honest, in Kunlun’s history, monts of such embarrassnt were rare.
Kunlun had often encountered formidable foes, as there was never a shortage of extraordinarily talented geniuses in the world.
When Kunlun faced insurmountable forces, they could only retreat to their mountain gate, waiting for the genius to self-destruct... or die of old age, before erging again to roam the world. Falling short of others temporarily was no disgrace.
But when faced with Tang Wenji, Kunlun couldn’t even retreat to their mountain gate because Luohua could find their gate.
Not only could it find the gate, but it could even break through Kunlun’s Mountain Protection Array.
Facing such an opponent, Kunlun was utterly hopeless, which is why they offered the Fish Intestine Sword in hopes of settling the matter peacefully.
In fact, Kunlun’s action was a bit conservative this ti; they had long known that Tang Wenji was attempting to breakthrough to Innate and had sent people to observe early on—Yu Baiyi had arrived more than ten days ago, but hadn’t shown himself.
However, after careful analysis, Kunlun believed the probability of Tang Wenji achieving the Innate stage was very small.
They also knew that behind Tang Wenji was Feng Jun, an Innate Martial Cultivator... How long had it been since such a person last appeared?
Since they believed it was impossible to succeed, naturally, they wouldn’t place too big a bet.
But when Tang Wenji really advanced to the Innate stage, Yu Baiyi was suddenly flustered—Junior Brother Kou, you’ve caused Kunlun a formidable enemy!
By this ti, if Kunlun tried to make a move, it would be a bit late, so he imdiately contacted the sect, hoping to receive ceremonious gifts.
However, as large as Kunlun was, its daily expenses and consumption were also substantial. Precious gifts were surely available, but they couldn’t be taken out just like that; the necessary procedures had to be followed.
Following procedures is actually correct; the larger the company, the more attention needs to be paid to standardization, otherwise, it’s too easy to brew trouble—if there are no rules, everything falls apart.
Kunlun’s response was a bit slow, seemingly afflicted by big-company syndro. It wasn’t until just now that soone brought over the Fish Intestine Sword.
Yu Baiyi felt truly helpless about this; he didn’t want to make an unexpected visit during the ceremony, but... he had no gift in hand.
He did have so inexpensive trinkets, but the problem was... could he give them away?
Tang Wenji already had a poor impression of Kunlun; offering those unimpressive gifts would essentially be giving others an excuse to mock. Oh, so you think... this paltry offering is enough to celebrate soone becoming an Innate Expert?
The Fish Intestine Sword arriving late had Yu Baiyi in deep despair. The bigger the sect, the more constraints there are, but he had no explanation—he couldn’t very well say, we originally doubted you’d achieve the Innate stage.
While they were floundering here, Feng Jun had quietly arrived at the seas around Australia to inspect his mining enterprise.
The last ti, he managed to gather two hundred interdiate Spirit Stones, which should have supported at least two months. Yet here he was, barely over a month—around forty days later—having rushed over again, proving how excessive concern leads to chaos.
This ti’s yield was still unsatisfactory; sixty-two interdiate Spirit Stones were consud, averaging one and a half per day. Over forty thousand ordinary Spirit Stones were acquired, less than fifty thousand; the input-output ratio was higher, but the issue was... there were still no interdiate Spirit Stones.
Feng Jun steadied himself, silently comforting himself, no matter what, it counted as progress... hopefully it’s continuous progress.
Afterwards, he returned to Luohua; Maoshan should be Tang Wenji’s stage, why bother joining the bustle?
In fact, quite a few people at Maoshan had Feng Jun on their minds. After the ceremony ended and everyone began dining together, a man surnad Xu ca to Gazi’s side, "Why don’t we see Master Feng?"
Gazi didn’t want to engage with him, but completely ignoring him wasn’t suitable either, so he answered somberly, "Then he must have sothing to attend to; it’s not our business to casually inquire about the boss’s whereabouts."
The man surnad Xu didn’t want to be rude, "Then may I ask if I can find him at the residence?"
"Residence..." Gazi’s mouth curled into a peculiar smile, "There’s no such residence anymore; it’s long gone."
"Gone?" The man surnad Xu was taken aback by the words, "What do you an by that?"
Gazi glanced at him, answering seriously, "The literal aning."
The man surnad Xu was puzzled, but now it was nightfall and he couldn’t have people wandering around Maoshan. First, it was inherently dangerous to navigate mountain paths, and second, Maoshan’s security was strict; if a dispute arose, it wouldn’t be good.
Maoshan was no longer what it used to be, having a unique Innate Expert in the whole of Huaxia, even the world.
Therefore, early the next morning, he personally went to check the residence.
Sure enough, there wasn’t the slightest mistake in what people said; the place was truly gone, completely vanished. There was neither a trace of broken bricks nor even a speck of wall dust, so clean as if there had never been a courtyard here.
Fortunately, trampled grass on the ground hinted to him that there truly used to be a building here.
As he wondered, soone else approached from afar, with the Little Celestial Master following a group from Luohua.
Upon seeing the vacant lot, Tang Wenji was first bewildered, then complained sourly, "Just took away the residence?"
The man surnad Xu listened, utterly confused—what does it an to say the residence was taken away?
Zhang Caixin wasn’t concerned about a person nearby—knowing this person’s identity, there was no need to conceal certain things. Smiling, she replied, "It was lent to you to advance your rank. Since you’ve succeeded, we took it back; isn’t that normal?"
The man surnad Xu couldn’t help but ask, "Master Zhang, is it possible for that courtyard... the residence, to be taken away?"
Zhang Caixin wasn’t surprised by his addressing her as master. In fact, those who knew her true cultivation level mostly called her master; even Feng Zhizhang of Xuande Cave Heaven half-jokingly and half-seriously remarked, "From now on, we should call you master."
She should have been addressed this way for quite so ti, as nowadays, even soone in the Qi Refinent Realm could be called a Great Cultivator.
(To be continued, waiting for monthly tickets.)
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