Since it’s a "disaster" caused by his Dao companion, he should be the one to clean up the ss.
"A magical battle?"
Chen Ye shook his head,
"Peak Master Zhao, you and I, after all, are fellow sect mbers. Why bother with this? Moreover... it’s rather unfair."
"Unfair?!"
Zhao Shan was taken aback, his face turned dark,
"You’re already at the Foundation Establishnt Fifth Layer, and I’ve lost an arm. How is this unfair to you?"
"What I an is..."
Chen Ye spoke slowly,
"I’m bullying you."
These words were like oil on fire, completely igniting Zhao Shan’s fury.
"What did you say?! You’re bullying ?!"
Zhao Shan laughed angrily, his laughter was icy,
"Very well! A boastful young man indeed! Even with one arm, I, Zhao Shan, am enough to deal with a man who relies on won!!"
"Is that so?"
Chen Ye said calmly,
"Peak Master Zhao, you are now consud by a heart demon, the pain of a broken arm has made your spiritual power unstable. If you battle with now, even if I win, it wouldn’t be honorable."
"What excuses are you making..."
Zhao Shan clenched his fists, gritting his teeth, becoming more and more disdainful.
If you’re going to fight, fight, what’s with all the babbling?
Chen Ye chuckled: "Peak Master Zhao, calm down a bit. What I an is, I will reattach your arm, and once you’ve recovered, then we can duel, how about it?"
"You... what did you say?"
Zhao Shan was stunned, all the fury in his chest was frozen in his heart, unable to escape.
He said he would reattach his arm, and let him recover, before dueling again?
Not just him.
Even Guardian Zhang on the side was wide-eyed with a strange expression.
That was Miss Bai’s Sword Intent!
Unless there’s a Third Tier divine dicine, who would dare claim they can reattach it?
Besides.
This Zhao Shan offended you like this, yet you’re willing to reattach his arm?
Too soft-hearted.
Soft-hearted?
Chen Ye didn’t feel he was being soft-hearted.
Can’t possibly just kill Zhao Shan, can he?
If he can’t kill him, might as well make him completely submit...
Chen Ye spread his hands:
"Why would I deceive you? There are witnesses here, when the ti cos, bring your broken arm to Baopu Peak, and I’ll reattach it for you. If you have more harsh words, perhaps wait until I fail to reattach it."
At this mont,
Even though Zhao Shan had a thousand words in his heart, they were hard to express.
He opened his mouth, said nothing, and directly left, his sleeves swaying.
His back looked lost and dejected.
"If... this pretty boy truly reattaches my arm... no, absolutely impossible!"
Hmm.
Another trouble solved smoothly.
If I defeat Zhao Shan openly and honestly then, there won’t be anyone calling a pretty boy anymore.
Chen Ye nodded with satisfaction, gently tapping his fingers on the counter:
"Guardian Zhang, have you enjoyed the show enough? Are you selling my materials or not?"
"Sell! Sell, sell, sell!"
Guardian Zhang shivered all over, quickly putting on a fawning smile,
"Please wait, Guardian Chen, I’ll get you the Purple Cloud Dragon Pattern Steel and Celestial Star Flowing Light Silver right away!"
...
Baopu Peak, Cangli Courtyard.
When Chen Ye returned to his small courtyard, it was nearing dusk.
"Master, have you gathered all the materials?"
Zhiwei took Chen Ye’s outer robe and asked softly.
"Almost."
Chen Ye was in high spirits, patting his bulging Storage Bag,
"It’s just a pity there are too few Spiritual Materials in the Lingyin Sect... The truly good ones are likely in the hands of Great Cultivators or the Bai and Zhao families."
Speaking of this, Chen Ye felt sowhat regretful.
If Susu were here, he wouldn’t have to rack his brains.
Of the vast Bai Family, besides Susu, he only knew Bai Wuji.
But Bai Wuji’s position in the Bai Family wasn’t very important, lacking significant authority.
He casually asked, "How is Qing Jun’s condition now? Has she awoken?"
Speaking of this,
Zhiwei’s expression grew serious: "Master, Qing Jun... seems to be close to Foundation Establishnt? But her Foundation Establishnt is sowhat strange..."
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