Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Carrot-and-stick! My lord, I believe you are much more experienced than I am in dealing with such a bad disciple.”
Bazhun’an stopped talking at the right ti, leaving i Siren in deep thought.
The storyteller was also lost in deep thought, but his thoughts seed to have wandered off sowhere.
After a long ti, i Siren closed his paper fan again. As he knocked his palm with the paper fan, he asked while knowing the answer, “Why should I help you?”
“Because he is Xu Xiaoshou…” Bazhun’an pondered as he knew it very well.
Every swordsman of the Eastern Region knew that i Siren was defeated by You Tu in a fight.
Because You Tu had a famous disciple, the Eighth Sword Deity. i Siren had a lot of disciples in the world, but none of them were good enough.
However, at this mont, master i Siren, who couldn’t lay down his dignity, needed an excuse. Bazhun’an understood it very well.
“This is a request from , a junior in front of you. And in return, I can send you to the Sky City.” Bazhun’an said with a smile. “You will get the Foundational Roots of Saint Ascension that any Spiritual Cultivator in the world desires!”
“Do I need that…” i Siren thought to himself. He looked at Bazhun’an expressionlessly, but what he saw was Bazhun’an’s face which was also calm and wise.
It seed as if Bazhun’an believed that the condition offered by him was very tempting to i Siren.
i Siren suddenly smiled.
This was indeed very tempting.
But what tempted him was not the Foundational Roots of Saint Ascension, but Xu Xiaoshou.
“Both of us are Ancient Swordsman. So, there’s no need to ntion the Foundational Roots of Saint Ascension, because it’s aningless.”
i Siren shook his head and said, “As for Xu Xiaoshou, I can help you, but I don’t need the condition offered by you, because I lack for nothing for the ti being… just treat it as if you owe a favor!”
Instantly, the storyteller, whose thoughts were pulled back to reality by his words, looked over in surprise.
Bazhun’an was stunned for a mont, but the next second, he bead with pleasure.
It was good to owe him a favor!
Ordinary people didn’t want to be in debt because it was difficult to repay the debt of gratitude.
However, if an old senior like i Siren, who had no attachnts and maintained no stand in his life, really asked help from Bazhun’an, wouldn’t it be the sa as announcing to the world that Bazhun’an was on the side of the Saint Servant?
Bazhun’an could hardly believe his ears, but he would rather make the best out of this mistake and not give i Siren the chance to change his mind. Thus, he imdiately continued, “Lord i, I respect your talent very much. You may ask to do anything for you at any ti. This so-called favor is unnecessary.”
i Siren knocked his palm with the paper fan and said with a smile, “I guess I will need you to return the favor sooner or later.”
Hearing that, Bazhun’an ca to a sudden realization. i Siren had long understood what kind of misunderstanding his words would cause.
However, this was not a misunderstanding at all!
i Siren had already planned to get involved!
“Where is Xu Xiaoshou now?” i Siren asked as if he could not wait to beat Xu Xiaoshou up.
Bazhun’an suddenly fell silent. He didn’t expect i Siren could be so candid. Therefore, he felt ashad of his backup plan for a while.
“HMM?” i Siren snorted as if he slled a conspiracy again.
Bazhun’an sighed, “Lord i, when you see Xu Xiaoshou again, you should… be on the Abyss Island.”
i Siren was stunned.
Abyss Island?
In other words, as long as he promised Bazhun’an, he would go to the Abyss Island with the help of the Saint Servant. Then, the Holy Divine Palace would deem that he had chosen the side that stood against the Holy Divine Palace.
“The Eighth Sword Deity is indeed a genius in chess. This is a chess ga… and I am also a chess piece.” i Siren said with a faint smile.
“Ahem…” Bazhun’an coughed awkwardly and didn’t dare to answer, “What about Xu Xiaoshou?”
“Humph!” i Siren snorted heavily. Then, he said aningfully, “My disciple is never inferior to You Tu’s disciple!”
Then, he opened the paper fan again and shook it slowly.
This ti, what was aid at the two Saint Servants was not the side that said “I refuse”, but the other side that had been hidden.
“Deal!”
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