Chapter 114: This Girl Is Somewhat Powerful!

"I come from the Qingxiao Sect, hidden in Penglai, with a heritage of a thousand years."

Lin Qinghan seems unwilling to conceal her identity and now speaks calmly.

"The Xuan Wang Secret Treasury is not the legacy of ordinary martial artists; it contains the key clues to breaking the cultivation bottleneck. Our sect has been pursuing it for a hundred years, and this time I have come down the mountain precisely for this Sheepskin Scroll."

Jiang Feng felt a sudden shock in his heart.

He had previously speculated, but did not expect the other party to truly come from a cultivation sect.

Moreover, this Qingxiao Sect had indeed been mentioned by his Master Xuan Yuan Zhenren.

It is a cultivation sect that has existed since antiquity, and at its peak even dozens of ascended Great Beings appeared!

Of course, in this age of the final law, cultivators have long hidden themselves.

However, Master Xuan Yuan Zhenren once said that the Thirty‑Six Cave Heavens and Blessed Lands might still hold cultivation Heritage.

Such as the Kunlun where he resides, and also the Penglai mentioned by Lin Qinghan.

But over all these years, the Immortal Path has been severed.

Therefore, even at Xuan Yuan Zhenren's place, many years have passed without receiving any news from other cultivation sects.

Jiang Feng did not expect that just after he had come down the mountain, there would already be news from the Qingxiao Sect.

"Since it is so important, at the Auction Hall why did you stop bidding at twenty billion? With the depth of the Qingxiao Sect, you shouldn't be unable to produce more money, right?"

As soon as she asked that, Lin Qinghan's cheeks instantly flushed with a faint pink.

Her originally cool eyes also gained a few hints of embarrassment.

She instinctively clenched the moon‑white hem of her robe, lowered her voice a bit, and carried a barely perceptible grievance.

"I… this is my first time coming down the mountain; the sect gave me very little secular currency, and twenty billion is already all the funds I could gather."

Hidden sects are mostly self‑sufficient, trading in spirit herbs and ore, and rarely deal with secular money.

This time she came down, the sect only gave her a small amount of gold and a few high‑value bank cards.

That was merely for convenience, but who could have expected the bidding for the Xuan Wang Secret Treasury to soar to thirty billion.

"Ha?"

Jiang Feng couldn't help but laugh aloud, his eyes full of amusement.

"Your hidden sect, how can it be poorer than me, who just came down the mountain? Twenty billion already tops the heavens?"

"You!"

Lin Qinghan was instantly hit at a sore spot and glared at Jiang Feng with thin anger.

Her originally fair cheeks reddened even more, losing the previous assertiveness and instead showing a hint of girlish coyness.

"Hidden sects do not value secular wealth, so naturally they don't have that much currency! Don't judge the Qingxiao Sect by mortal standards!"

She took a deep breath, as if forcing herself to calm down.

When she looked at Jiang Feng again, her gaze regained a degree of seriousness.

"The Sheepskin Scroll is crucial to my sect; I can give you twenty billion, and for the remaining ten‑billion difference I will compensate you with other items, never letting you lose out."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Qinghan reached into her bosom, carefully took out a palm‑sized brocade box, opened it, and inside lay pale‑green silk spread out, holding several items.

A glowing purple little grass, a completely translucent jade pendant, and the Langhuan Jade she had previously taken.

"These are Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures of the Cultivation World."

Lin Qinghan pointed at the brocade box, her expression serious as she introduced them.

"Ning Qi Grass can help you stabilize internal force, the Pure Heart Jade Pendant can ward off heart demons, and the Langhuan Jade can nourish the Divine Soul; each cannot be bought in the secular world and is worth far beyond ten billion. If you think that's not enough, I also have…"

She said this and reached for other items, but Jiang Feng raised his hand to stop her.

Jiang Feng looked at the treasures in the brocade box, his heart already roiled with a storm.

Each of these items can aid cultivation, especially the Langhuan Jade, which has a remarkable effect on suppressing Kun Long.

Even before his Master Xuan Yuan Zhenren ascended, pulling these out would have been a struggle; he never expected this girl to display them so plainly now.

This little girl is still a rich lady!

But he deliberately shook his head on the surface: "These items are of little use to me; keeping them would be wasteful."

He was deliberately teasing Lin Qinghan.

The girl is as naive as a blank sheet; watching her anxious demeanor, Jiang Feng inexplicably found it amusing.

Lin Qinghan's hand froze mid‑air, the seriousness on her face instantly collapsed, and a hint of panic appeared in her eyes.

It was her first time coming down the mountain; she had never dealt with people before and didn't know how to persuade Jiang Feng.

So she could only clutch the brocade box, her tone a few degrees more urgent.

"How could they be useless? These are essential items for my sect's disciples to cultivate; they will certainly help you! Or… what exactly do you want? As long as I can do it, as long as it doesn't violate sect rules, I can agree to anything!"

Her voice carried a tremor; even her previous coolness vanished, leaving only a girl's panic.

The Xuan Wang Secret Treasury concerns my sect's hundred‑year quest; I cannot just give up!

Jiang Feng looked at her helpless posture, his smile deepening further.

He leaned forward, elbows on the table, his gaze tinged with playfulness as he surveyed Lin Qinghan from head to toe.

From her jet‑black long hair, to her delicate brows and eyes, to her slightly reddened cheeks, and finally to the hand gripping the brocade box.

He deliberately lowered his voice, his tone a bit flippant, speaking word by word.

"I want you."

"What do you want…"

Lin Qinghan was stunned; her beautiful eyes blinked, as if she hadn't heard clearly.

Jiang Feng looked at her bewildered expression and couldn't help finding it funny.

So Jiang Feng repeated it once more.

"I said I don't want money, nor treasure. I want you."

Listening to this, Lin Qinghan's ear tips instantly turned bright red, and throughout her, she seemed to have been subjected to the Stasis Technique, frozen in place.

"You actually dare to be so light toward me!"

Lin Qinghan's reddened cheeks instantly grew scorching hot, even the base of her ears turned so red they could drip blood, yet that embarrassment was swiftly overtaken by Anger!

Jiang Feng's words, in her eyes, are sheer teasing and desecration!

"Disciple of the Qingxiao Sect shall not allow you such desecration!"

Lin Qinghan suddenly stepped back a pace, and the aura around her instantly changed!

A pressure far surpassing that of a Grandmaster spread outward.

Her moon‑white robe moved without wind, and her jet‑black hair fluttered.

Her previously cool eyes now brimmed with Anger, her Fingers emitting a faint glow, clearly showing genuine fury.

"I originally wanted to discuss things with you properly, but you are so rude!"

Lin Qinghan clenched her Fist, her voice carrying a girl's stubbornness and fury.

"Today I will let you know that Disciple of the Hidden Sect are not ones you can casually treat lightly!"

As Lin Qinghan's voice fell, Jiang Feng only felt a razor‑sharp killing intent shooting toward him at the extreme.

At this moment, a crisis never before felt instantly swirled around his heart!

Jiang Feng was also greatly shocked at this moment.

No wonder the Qingxiao Sect dares to let this worldly‑naïve girl go down the mountain alone.

This girl does not understand human affairs.

But this very body's Grand Master Peak strength is truly solid!

"Wait... wait, I didn't mean that."

Jiang Feng became frantic now; he truly feared the girl would fight him to the death.