Chapter 407

Ye Qingxuan's previous overall ranking was in the three thousands.

The rewards he received annually were merely one hundred thousand contribution points.

The batch of spiritual herbs he sold last time earned him over a billion contribution points.

After that, Ye Qingxuan stopped paying attention to his ranking.

He also became less diligent about handing over spiritual herbs.

However, while Ye Qingxuan did not care, someone cared on his behalf.

During Ye Qingxuan's seclusion.

Except for Ye Zhaojun,

Ji Daoming, who was responsible for collecting the spiritual herbs produced in the Qingxuan Blessed Land,

had sent him no shortage of messages.

Looking at the messages Ji Daoming had sent him over the years,

Ye Qingxuan shook his head slightly.

Using his disciple token, he sent a reply to Ji Daoming.

After informing him of his emergence from seclusion,

Ye Qingxuan began leisurely drinking tea and admiring the scenery in the Stone Pavilion.

On the other side,

within the Pill Hall of the Xuantian Sect,

Ji Daoming emerged from a side hall with his head hanging low and spirits crushed.

Helplessly curling his lip, Ji Daoming was preparing to leave the main hall.

Unexpectedly, a voice suddenly came from nearby: "Yo, isn't this Ji Daoming? Got scolded by the steward again? Tsk tsk tsk!"

Hearing these words, Ji Daoming turned his head to look at the speaker and sneered,

"Heh, none of your damn business."

The one mocking Ji Daoming was named Ji Zaixing.

He and Ji Daoming came from the same place.

The two had been at odds since childhood.

Even after joining the Xuantian Sect, they frequently engaged in verbal disputes.

However, their conflict was limited to verbal sparring.

Neither Ji Daoming nor Ji Zaixing was foolish.

Within the Xuantian Sect, mocking each other was fine, but acting on it privately would be counterproductive.

However, since it was a verbal dispute, it naturally depended on who had the thicker skin.

If one were provoked into anger by just a few words from the other, would that not make oneself look incompetent?

Therefore, over the years, the two had gone back and forth, occasionally kicking a man when he was down and mocking each other.

Instead, it had honed their mental states quite well.

Just like now; originally, Ji Daoming had felt somewhat depressed after emerging from the side hall.

Now, mocked by his verbal rival, he actually felt a sense of calm.

Seeing that he had not provoked Ji Daoming into anger,

Ji Zaixing had no intention of letting Ji Daoming off the hook and continued his attack: "Hehe, decades ago when you brought back a large batch of spiritual herbs, weren't you quite arrogant? How have you become like this now?"

"How does it feel to be scolded by the steward? Can you share that with me?"

"Oh my, I, Old Ji, have been in the Xuantian Sect for so long and have never been scolded by a steward! I really want to experience it."

Looking at Ji Zaixing's face, Ji Daoming said nothing, instead looking at Ji Zaixing with utter disdain.

With such a level of mockery, did he think he could make him angry?

Ji Daoming indicated that the other still needed more practice.

Ji Zaixing's mockery of him

was even less damaging than the steward's scolding.

The first time he was scolded by the steward ten years ago, he had been upset for quite a while.

But now, having been scolded so many times, he had grown accustomed to it.

He had originally taken on the task of collecting resources produced by the Blessed Land.

Although due to the uncertainty of the task, there would be no punishment for failure.

The Xuantian Sect was currently in a period of strategic resource collection and stockpiling.

Their Pill Hall was responsible for the collection and stockpiling of resources such as elixirs and spiritual herbs.

Not only for the Blessed Lands, but even the spiritual herb resource points outside the sect were now being collected by disciples of the Pill Hall.

Compared to the resource collection tasks for spiritual herb resource points outside the sect,

being responsible for collecting resources produced by a single Blessed Land within the sect

was undoubtedly much easier and brought far greater benefits. However, because the Xuantian Sect currently had no mandatory regulation requiring Blessed Land cultivators to sell the resources produced by their Blessed Lands to the sect,

the collection of resources produced by the various Blessed Lands

was full of uncertainty in both quantity and timing.

Although most Blessed Land cultivators, for the sake of their own rankings, would honestly hand over and sell spiritual herbs on a regular basis.

There were always some exceptions who did not care about this.

Among them was the Qingxuan Blessed Land that he was responsible for.

Although failing to complete the Blessed Land resource collection task would not result in punishment.

But being scolded by the steward was unavoidable.

After all, everyone in the Pill Hall, from top to bottom, was preparing to collect and store resources like elixirs and spiritual herbs.

Dragging everyone down, even without punishment,

being scolded was hardly surprising.

Back when a large batch of spiritual herbs was brought back from the Qingxuan Blessed Land.

Ji Daoming's spiritual herb collection quota directly surpassed that of his fellow cultivators, far ahead of the rest.

He was praised by the steward for this.

At that time, Ji Daoming had really shown off in front of Ji Zaixing.

Now, facing Ji Zaixing's mockery, he might as well consider it paying off a debt.

"Hey, Ji Daoming, why are you like this again? I'm scolding you, yet you won't say a word?"

Hearing Ji Zaixing's words, Ji Daoming did not move.

He stood right where he was, arms crossed, looking at Ji Zaixing with disdain.

This act made Ji Zaixing furious.

Recently, every time he mocked Ji Daoming, it was like this.

Although he held the upper hand.

Every time, he was the one striking while the iron was hot, starting the mockery first.

But after every mockery, he felt something was off.

The process of mocking made him extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing Ji Daoming unmoved, Ji Zaixing cursed, "Damn it, Ji Daoming, I've been mocking you for so long, yet you won't even reply?"

"Where did that smug face of yours go when you mocked me before? Bring it out and trade insults with me for three hundred rounds."

Having finally found himself in a winning situation, Ji Zaixing was unwilling to let it end so abruptly.

Seeing that Ji Daoming remained unmoved, Ji Zaixing, unable to hold back, started cursing directly:

"Ji Daoming, you trash, you only know how to drag us down."

"Take on a mission, fail to complete it, yet cling to it stubbornly. What, were you reincarnated as a hanged ghost?"

"If you really can't handle it, beg me, and I'll..."

In response to Ji Zaixing's barrage, Ji Daoming stuck a finger in his ear to dig out some earwax.

His movements were full of disdain for Ji Zaixing.

This made Ji Zaixing so angry that smoke seemed to pour from his seven orifices.

Seeing this, Ji Daoming, who appeared outwardly calm and unruffled, felt a secret thrill inside.

In recent years, through mutual mockery with Ji Zaixing, Ji Daoming had figured out some tricks.

When in a disadvantageous situation,

facing the opponent's mockery, simply ignore it.

If both sides are of similar strength, the one who suffers will be yourself.

As long as you don't take the opponent's mockery to heart,

simply gaze at them with disdain, and they will break down, cursing and fuming even more than you.

If you curse and get no reaction, yet cannot fight, the one who suffers will be the opponent.

As for what to do if you can't stand the opponent's insults anymore? Ji Daoming could only say that was simply because his cultivation wasn't high enough, and his counter-armor had been broken by the opponent.

As long as you have thick skin and a shameless heart,

even if the opponent exhausts themselves to death, he, Ji Daoming, will not show the slightest reaction.

If all else fails, you can accumulate some anger while being insulted.

Wait until you hold the upper hand and are striking while the iron is hot, then unleash your full fury and curse back.

Since gaining this realization and advancing his realm to a higher level,

regarding losing battles, he, Ji Daoming, never engaged directly.

(End of this chapter)