Chapter 273: The Request of Luo Huanxianzi

Gu Lianghui's gaze fell upon Mo Huanping, Yan Mei, and Lao Liu.

Before he could speak, Lao Liu shouted out:

"When we arrived, no one was on this green stone. Today you kill us—once our Sect Master finds out, your sect will surely be wiped out."

Gu Lianghui, who had originally intended to stay out of it, froze at Lao Liu's words.

A mere beast from the Dao-cultivation realm dared threaten a True God of Tiandao Sect.

"Ding Huan, this is the place—look, are these one hundred and eight spiritual veins, and are they top-grade?"

Hu Wuxin's voice cut in abruptly; Gu Lianghui turned to see Ding Huan, Hu Wuxin, and Mo Zheng approaching, his spirit tightening—he quickly stepped aside and bowed deeply:

"Greetings, Elder."

Ding Huan nodded; he had already seen Yan Mei, Lao Liu, and Mo Huanping.

Yan Mei wasn't bad—he had already succeeded in Star Imprinting.

As for Mo Huanping, she was nearly mid-stage Star Imprinting.

"Mo Huanping bows before the Sect Master," Mo Huanping said, rushing forward with excitement to bow deeply as she recognized Ding Huan.

Lao Liu leapt over immediately:

"Huan-ge, thank goodness you came—if you hadn't, I'd be dead from this guy."

Yan Mei also bowed quickly:

"Greetings, Sect Master."

He wasn't Lao Liu—he could call Huan-ge before, but not anymore.

Gu Lianghui's soul nearly fled his body.

He had truly intended to strike just now—but hadn't he not acted yet?

"Don't make things up—we didn't even lift a hand."

Seeing Lao Liu pointing at him, Gu Lianghui hurriedly rebutted.

Ding Huan didn't look at him—he turned to Yan Mei:

"Yan Mei, recount the full sequence of events."

Yan Mei replied: "Yes, Sect Master."

Then he recounted the entire incident without exaggeration or omission.

Gu Lianghui quickly added from the side:

"This disciple of Changyuan Sword Dao did ask me to help her take revenge, but I never intended to do so.

I've always remembered the Elder's teachings—I no longer act as I once did."

He referred to Ding Huan's past words: be kind-hearted.

Ding Huan ignored Gu Lianghui—he was certain this man would never change. Had he arrived a moment later, Yan Mei and the other two might at best be maimed, or at worst, dead.

"Why is Changyuan Sword Dao full of trash?" Ding Huan asked Peng Qiong, his tone laced with revulsion.

He had encountered Changyuan Sword Dao twice—the first time was with Cen Fengqin.

That woman was arrogant—yet still dared not move against him?

Now he saw another trash like Cen Fengqin, thinking that because she was from Changyuan Sword Dao, everything belonged to her.

Even if you claimed this spot first, could you not ask others to yield it? You arrive and immediately strike to kill.

Had Mo Huanping not just entered Star Imprinting, all three of them might have been killed.

"Huan-ge, this woman isn't good at all…"

Seeing Ding Huan mock Peng Qiong, Lao Liu immediately perked up and rushed forward to stoke the fire.

Ding Huan glared coldly at Lao Liu:

"You're no good either—if you dare cause trouble outside the sect again, get out. Don't think I won't kill you."

Lao Liu shuddered, lowered his head, and dared not speak further.

"Let's go," Ding Huan signaled to Hu Wuxin and Mo Zheng, then turned to leave.

"Ding Huan, we're just leaving with all these top-grade spiritual veins?" Hu Wuxin asked, puzzled.

Ding Huan chuckled:

"These veins aren't ours—of course we leave."

Ding Huan was a Level-7 Array King—he knew the moment he arrived that the protective array guarding these veins was beyond his ability to break.

The array's level even exceeded Level-9 spiritual arrays.

Not to mention breaking it—he couldn't even locate its array core.

Moreover, he faintly sensed these one hundred and eight spiritual veins formed a sealed spiritual source.

Who knew what would happen if this seal were broken?

Ding Huan didn't know what was sealed—but he knew that something worth sealing with one hundred and eight top-grade spiritual veins was no ordinary thing.

"Alright then," Hu Wuxin trusted Ding Huan unconditionally.

If Ding Huan said the veins weren't his, then they weren't.

"May I ask, which sect does Sect Master Ding come from?"

To everyone's surprise, as Ding Huan prepared to leave, Luo Huanxianzi stepped forward to block him and asked.

Ding Huan thought: So you want to retaliate against my sect?

Come then—unless you kill Ding Huan first.

"Ding Huan of Lanxing Sect, Dao-cultivation realm," Ding Huan made no effort to conceal his identity.

Hu Wuxin and Mo Zheng knew Ding Huan couldn't hide it.

If they left the Kai Tian Battlefield, any inquiry would reveal Ding Huan as the Sect Master of his sect.

The other party didn't even need to leave the Opening Heaven Battlefield to send a message out.

Gu Lianghui and Fan Lecang both went pale. They knew Fairy Luo Huai was proud and arrogant; having been humiliated like this, if she didn't get her face back, she wouldn't be Fairy Luo Huai.

But even if you want to get your face back, you can't just call it out right now.

Does Ding Huan need to be asked in person? Once out, just ask around and you'll find out.

What Gu Lianghui and Fan Lecang hadn't expected even more was that Fairy Luo Huai actually cupped her fists again:

"Sect Leader Ding, relying on our own ability, we cannot leave the Opening Heaven Battlefield. We wish to follow Sect Leader Ding and leave the Opening Heaven Battlefield together…"

Ding Huan was stunned. There's such a request? Am I running a charity hall?

Not killing you three is already great mercy and compassion, and you still want me to take you out? Is your face prettier than others', or whiter than others'?

Indeed, Fairy Luo Huai's face was prettier than others', hmm, and a bit whiter too, but that wasn't a reason for him, Ding Huan, to take her out.

What Ding Huan hadn't expected was that Fairy Luo Huai actually took out another storage bag and handed it to Ding Huan:

"Sect Leader Ding, there's a Starry Sky Spirit Vein inside. This is the travel fee I'm offering."

Ding Huan's eyes lit up. A Starry Sky Spirit Vein was a good thing—this he could accept.

"Fine, since that's the case, then follow me out together. But I can't guarantee we'll definitely get out; this is my first time too."

Fairy Luo Huai quickly said:

"That is only natural."

Gu Lianghui and Fan Lecang were both dumbfounded. Is she tired of living? If Ding Huan got unhappy, he could just kill Luo Huai on the spot and snatch the ring.

Ding Huan took the ring and found another high-grade Starry Sky Spirit Vein inside, which surprised him somewhat.

Whether Luo Huai would invite the powerful experts within her sect to act after they got out, he didn't care. A high-grade Starry Sky Spirit Vein naturally had to be pocketed first.

"Senior, I also have a Starry Sky Spirit Vein. I'm willing to hand the Starry Sky Spirit Vein over to Senior; I only hope Senior can take me out together."

A True Pill realm cultivator also stepped forward and bowed.

He didn't know Ding Huan, but he knew Fairy Luo Huai.

Even Fairy Luo Huai was willing to give a Starry Sky Spirit Vein to Ding Huan just to be taken out—what was there for him, a True Pill realm cultivator, to hesitate about?

The dangers of the Opening Heaven Battlefield, they had long since witnessed. Staying here could only mean waiting for death.

Besides, in the Opening Heaven Battlefield they had harvested all kinds of treasures. If they could get out at this time, what was one Starry Sky Spirit Vein?

With a beginning set, some cultivators who had spirit veins stepped forward one after another, taking out spirit veins for Ding Huan, hoping Ding Huan could take them out.

But Starry Sky Spirit Veins were few; mostly high-grade and mid-grade spirit veins.

Perhaps due to the special nature of the Opening Heaven Battlefield, there were extremely few low-grade spirit veins inside.

Gu Lianghui and Fan Lecang hesitated for quite a while before walking up to Ding Huan:

"Sect Leader Ding, we have no more Starry Sky Spirit Veins, only high-grade spirit veins."

Ding Huan didn't mind. High-grade spirit veins were high-grade spirit veins.

"Senior, I didn't harvest any spirit veins, but I have a Battle Soul Crystal, and I also wish to follow Senior out of the Opening Heaven Battlefield. Senior only needs to allow me to follow far behind; whether we can get out or not doesn't matter."

A young man walked up to Ding Huan, bowed deeply to the ground in fear and trepidation, then held up a Battle Soul Crystal with both hands, his attitude reverent and devout.

"No spirit veins, and you come here for what? Get lost."

Ding Huan slapped this young man across the face, sending him flying out directly.

While this young man was still in midair, he spat out more than ten teeth.

By the time he crashed down, who knew how many bones in his body had fractured; even healing would probably take a very long time.

If someone coveted his belongings during this period, this guy could only wait for death.

Some cultivators who likewise had no spirit veins and had prepared to use materials found here to give Ding Huan, seeking a slot to get out, quickly covered their mouths and carefully retreated.

Mo Jueping lowered her head, feeling a bit uncomfortable inside.

Although she somewhat looked down on these fellows who couldn't even get a single spirit vein, their Sect Leader Ding was a bit too… that.

If she hadn't misread, this young man was a disciple of some sect in the Ascension World; he shouldn't be an ordinary cultivator.

In Mo Jueping's eyes, when she was in the Dao Cultivation World, ants of the Mortal World died and that was that—nothing to pity.

When she faced Ascension World cultivators with the identity of a Dao Cultivation World cultivator, Ascension World cultivators' status was higher than that of Dao Cultivation World cultivators.

The Sect Leader was too casual with Ascension World cultivators.

"Let's go." Ding Huan waved his hand and walked out of this Spirit Source Valley first.

That young man's ring just now had at least five mid-grade spirit veins, plus three high-grade spirit veins.

As for all kinds of top-grade materials, there was also a huge pile in that guy's ring.

The Battle Soul Crystal that young man took out was the smallest of the twelve Battle Soul Crystals in his ring.

Such a worthless piece of trash, a shameless good-for-nothing, and he dares ask me to lead the way.

To speak frankly, the reason Ding Huan didn't slap him to death was simply because he wasn't in the habit of killing people over this sort of thing.

Swap in someone with a fiercer temper, and they would absolutely have slapped this hypocritical True Pill realm cultivator to death.