Chapter 3160: Senior Brother, cheer up

Seeing Qi Xiong show signs of loosening up, Shi Song nodded repeatedly and said, then immediately didn't forget to turn his head to look at Wu Shou, who had his head shrunk, feeling speechless.

What the hell time is it now, and you're acting like a shrinking turtle? He immediately spoke in an unhappy tone.

"Second Senior Brother, say something."

"I…… can, I'm just afraid the Senior Brother won't approve."

"You damn…… fine fine fine, just agree."

Seeing Wu Shou also had no objection, Shi Song quickly turned his head to look at Qi Xiong, grinning as he spoke.

"Senior Brother, look, Second Senior Brother also agrees."

"Then let's go take a look."

He replied coldly, and immediately everyone moved toward Wu Shou's treasure vault where various treasures were stored.

Like their fellow brothers, including Ye Zhangqing's Dong Fu, they each have a dedicated private treasure vault.

But as the vault's seal was opened, everyone filed in one after another, and upon seeing what was inside, they all were stunned.

"This this this…… Wu Shou, what on earth is going on?"

Shi Song, his face dark as iron, sent a mental transmission to Wu Shou: only seeing that in the not-large vault, some pills and talismans were scattered about, and their grades were not high either.

Qi Xiong was so angry he laughed, turned his head and precisely found Wu Shou.

"Looks like you really want to die."

In this den of thieves where just stepping in brings tears, what do you want me to pick?

Facing Qi Xiong's erupting killing intent again, Wu Shou this time spoke with a solemn expression.

"Senior Brother, I just said you might not approve, this isn't my fault."

"Moreover, I haven't privately hidden any treasures; all I possess besides this place is the Space Ring. You, Senior Brother, can pick freely from these two places—I won't frown at all."

Wu Shou spoke with full confidence.

Speaking of this matter, Wu Shou had no guilt at all; over the years, the resources he needed for his cultivation were not few, and he had never used his position for private gain, never taking any benefits from the sect.

Precisely for this reason, although he holds the title of Sect Grand Elder, in reality Wu Shou is far poorer than everyone imagines.

Seeing this, Shi Song and the others remained silent; what could be said about such a matter?

He wholeheartedly serves the sect—nothing wrong with that.

Only Qi Xiong snorted coldly.

"What a clean-sleeved gentleman! If that's what you say, then I can't possibly take this piece of rolling knife meat from you."

"Who said that? The things in this vault—Senior Brother, you can take whatever you like."

"Heh, do I look like someone who needs to beg for food?"

With just this pittance, what you just said obviously can't be relied upon.

Seeing Qi Xiong about to draw his sword again, Ye Zhangqing promptly stepped forward and said.

"Sect Master, the Grand Elder's clean sleeves befit his title; as for compensation, I think we should use daily meals to make up for it, how about that?"

"Meals?"

"Yes, at each mealtime, the Grand Elder voluntarily gives up his share, so the Sect Master would have two portions."

"No."

Ye Zhangqing's suggestion made Qi Xiong's eyes light up; if that were the case, it wouldn't be impossible.

But before he could speak, Wu Shou, as if his tail had been stepped on, immediately shouted loudly.

As soon as his words fell, Qi Xiong's gaze shot over.

"No? Looks like you really want to have a good chat with my Dao One Sword."

"It's not Senior Brother, this and that are separate; how can meals offset it?"

"Why not?"

"Then how long do you say?"

"A hundred years."

Qi Xiong said it without thinking, and this time Wu Shou likewise refused without thinking.

"Just cut me down."

"You think I don't dare?"

"Senior Brother, please speak properly; a hundred years really is too much."

Seeing they were about to slash someone, Shi Song and the others rushed forward to grab them, speaking helplessly.

After mediation by everyone, Qi Xiong and Wu Shou went through a round of tugging.

"Ninety years."

"Just cut me down."

"You think I don't dare?"

"Senior Brother, please speak properly; even a lion opening its mouth wide isn't as much as this."

"Then you say."

"Three days?"

"Heh, haha, hahaha, old thief, die, look at the sword."

"Then how much do you say?"

"Ten years."

"One year."

Finally, Shi Song used his own one year's worth of meals as compensation, and only then was the matter settled.

As Qi Xiong put away his Dao One Sword, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Hong Zun stepped forward, laughing heartily.

"Since the matter is settled, let's not be brandishing weapons all day; we're all fellow disciples of the same sect—why bother?"

Having received a year's worth of meals, Qi Xiong's mood improved considerably, and he did not object.

Only Wu Shou felt down; a whole year—an entire year without food—he could only rely on dry rations to keep his teeth going.

Then everyone again brought up the Grand Elder's selection; given the situation, they certainly had to grit their teeth and see it through.

Regarding that, Qi Xiong also had no objection; having accepted the compensation, it was naturally so.

"I've taken care of everything; when the time comes, I'll still need to trouble Zhangqing."

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhangqing's expression turned strange as he spoke.

"That's fine; the Sect Master had already discussed it with me earlier."

Saying that made people feel uneasy; Qi Xiong had discussed it, but in the end it turned out to be Wu Shou's.

Vaguely, everyone seemed to hear Qi Xiong's teeth grinding again; thinking about it still made them angry.

However, out of consideration for the year's worth of meals, Qi Xiong still restrained himself and did not lose his temper.

After a brief discussion, Qi Xiong also had no objection, and everyone then went their separate ways.

The inner details, of course, outsiders wouldn't know; over the next few days, many sect Grand Elders arrived one after another.

Wu Shou naturally had to personally receive them; moreover, some special individuals meant that even Qi Xiong could not avoid it.

Even if unwilling, one still had to show up to greet them.

That day, the Heavenly Family Grand Elder arrived; given their relationship, Qi Xiong certainly had to personally receive him.

Just outside the main hall, Qi Xiong wore a cold face, his eyes full of displeasure.

With a deathly expression, Wu Shou beside him whispered.

"Senior Brother, cheer up a bit; looking like you're about to draw your sword and slash people, isn't that damaging the sect's reputation?"

"Heh, my being here already gives you enough face."

Upon hearing that, Qi Xiong gave a cold snort; although the matter was settled, the pain in his heart was not so easily overcome.

For him to show his face was already extremely difficult; this old fogey actually expects him to smile? Can he even manage a smile?

Faced with Qi Xiong's icy stare, Wu Shou shrank his neck and said no more.

After about the time it takes to finish a cup of tea, the Heavenly Family Grand Elder arrived, and an immortal vessel slowly descended onto the square outside the main hall.

The Heavenly Family Grand Elder stepped down from the immortal vessel; seeing this, Wu Shou smiled and went to meet him.

"Heavenly Brother has arrived; you must be tired from the journey."

"Haha, how could coming to the Dao One Immortal Sect be tiring? Brother Qi, Brother Wu, long time no see."

"Haha, indeed it's been a while; tonight we must drink until we're drunk and not return home."

"Certainly, certainly."

"Hmm."

Wu Shou and the Heavenly Family Grand Elder conversed happily, while Qi Xiong merely gave a grudging 'hmm' through clenched teeth.