Huan Shan responded, "Of course not. My father rembered the friendship with your father and told to let you know that yesterday’s events might escalate beyond control. He said he’s willing to help diate only if you nod in agreent."
"What happened yesterday?"
"What you did at the Hundred Sects Alliance, why are you asking ?" Huan Shan couldn’t help but add so weight to his tone.
"Oh—then thank Uncle for . But there’s nothing to diate here; I’ve never had the intention of currying favor with them."
"You..."
Huan Shan didn’t expect Wen Ping to refuse.
Following closely, Wen Ping spoke again, "Huan Shan, say no more. I appreciate Uncle’s goodwill, thank him for . I will definitely visit him to express my gratitude for his care over Immortal Sect this past year. Let handle this matter myself."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course."
"Alright, then I won’t say any more. If you need help, rember to call ."
Huan Shan didn’t continue, his physique of a strongman naturally ca with a straightforward deanor.
Although he didn’t continue talking about it, Huan Shan still glanced disapprovingly at Wen Ping’s clothes and said, "Wen Ping, can’t you dress a bit tougher? If you don’t wear armor, at least wear so leather armor. Wearing sothing thin like paper, you wouldn’t even make it through a small forest."
As he spoke, Huan Shan patted his chest armor, making a thumping sound.
Seeing Huan Shan show off his armor, Wen Ping felt sowhat helpless and instinctively touched his Immortal Clear Wind Robe.
Just as he was about to send this guy down the mountain to stop bothering him, he heard Yun Liao’s voice from behind, "Sect Leader, everyone has been notified. They are on their way here, do you need to do anything?"
"No need, just wait for at the main hall." Then Wen Ping glanced at Huan Shan, "I have to get busy now. I will visit Uncle another day, rember to send my regards."
With that said, Wen Ping proceeded straight up to Tingyu Pavilion, gathered clothes packed with the Immortal Clear Wind Robe, and arrived in front of the main hall.
Soon, Yang Lele and the others were gathered there.
However, Huan Shan did not hurry to leave. He was observing the new disciples of Immortal Sect.
Wen Ping didn’t mind him either; to him, Huan Shan was not an outsider. The Huan family and his family’s friendship had never deteriorated. Immortal Sect managed to persist under the pressure of Kao Shan Sect, thanks to the Huan family.
The sect uniform was ant for everyone anyways, it didn’t matter if Huan Shan saw it.
Wen Ping opened the wooden box, then revealed the clothes inside, saying, "This is the sect’s uniform—the Immortal Clear Wind Robe. Each is priced at 1000 gold, I made two pieces for each of you."
"A piece of clothing for 1000 gold, what’s going on?" Huan Shan standing nearby was startled, thinking to himself.
He was sowhat doubtful if he heard wrong, a single piece of clothing was more expensive than the set of armor he was wearing?
Seeing this, Wen Ping noticed Zhao Yi, without saying much, directly picked up two sets of clothes from inside.
"Zhao Yi, this is yours."
"Ah!"
Zhao Yi was stunned for a mont, sowhat hesitant to go over and receive them.
"Your situation is different from theirs. This 2000 gold counts as your debt to the sect, pay it back in the future."
"Thank you, Sect Leader."
Zhao Yi nodded, though he felt it was odd to owe 2000 gold for two pieces of clothing, he still went over to take them.
Raising both hands to receive, yet his open hands did not catch the clothes, instead received a reminder from Wen Ping, "Hold them steady."
Zhao Yi nodded.
Wen Ping placed the clothes on his hands, at that instant, Zhao Yi was taken aback, staggering forward.
Fortunately, Zhao Yi reacted quickly, hurriedly gripping the clothes tightly.
Seeing this, Yang Lele and the others couldn’t help but cover their mouths and laugh. When Zhao Yi ca over, they quickly said with a smile, "Junior Brother Zhao, you’re too weak, you can’t even hold onto clothes."
Zhao Yi forced a smile, rather embarrassed, "It’s not , it’s the clothes that are too heavy."
Upon hearing this, Huan Shan, watching from afar, broke into laughter. He thought the disciples Wen Ping recruited would be quite decent, but they couldn’t even handle two pieces of clothing thin as cicada wings. This strength wasn’t even as good as the kids he had feeding horses.
"How heavy can a piece of clothing be?" He murmured, then proceeded to leave Yunlan Mountain, shouting to Wen Ping as he was about to leave, "Wen Ping, rember to co find when you have ti, I’ll take you to the forest to hunt giant tigers and get you so tiger whip to nourish your body."
Wen Ping waved a hand, "Hurry up and leave if you’re going."
Everyone ignored Huan Shan and instead laughed at Zhao Yi; only Qin Mo, after witnessing the scene, beca serious, handed Wen Ping two gold tickets, then held open his hands, watching Wen Ping slowly place the clothes in his arms.
"No way! Is it really that heavy?"
Even though he was ntally prepared, he was still startled by the weight, hurriedly channeling Qi to hold it steadily in his hands.
A gentle breeze blew by, and the Immortal Clear Wind Robe fluttered with the wind, light as a feather. Seeing this made Qin Mo slightly uneasy, guessing the clothes must weigh several hundred pounds, yet they seed so light?
He had been on Flying Fish Island for so many years and had never seen such textile techniques?
From this, he surmised the clothes must be made from special materials, just like the cultivation fields of Immortal Sect.
Seeing Qin Mo’s expression, Yang Lele and the others stopped laughing. It might have been possible for Zhao Yi to not be able to carry the clothes, after all, he was only at Body Refining First Layer. But Qin Mo, they knew from chatting last night, was at the Body Refining Eighth Layer Realm.
Eighth Layer and still couldn’t carry two pieces of clothing?
Huan Shan’s intent to leave halted, and then he turned to look at Wen Ping.
With a glance, Huan Shan saw through Qin Mo’s realm.
Higher than his, at least Body Refining Seventh Layer!
Brows furrowed, Huan Shan was puzzled, it was just two pieces of clothes, yet soone with a higher realm than him said they were heavy?
Could they be as heavy as the armor he had on?
This ti, Huan Shan lost the urgency to leave and stood by the stairs to watch from a distance.
At this point, Qin Mo suddenly lifted one piece of clothing with a single hand and said to Yang Lele, "Senior Brother Yang, can you do a favor? Take off your clothes and lay them under my feet."
Yang Lele directly refused, "Why? Why does it have to be my clothes?"
Qin Mo replied, "Senior Brother Yang, if you do, I’ll forgive you for eating my two Moonlight Dumplings yesterday."
Hearing this, Yang Lele smiled wryly, thinking: As if not taking it off would make him return the Moonlight Dumplings.
Even though he was reluctant to dirty his own clothes, he still took them off, because Zhao Qing and Huai Ye were already stripping them.
Once the clothes were laid out, Qin Mo lifted the Immortal Clear Wind Robe in hand to chest height and then released his grip.
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