Chapter 585: line with translation of chapter title

Facing Qi Xiong's gaze, Xiao Han Yi still wore an icy expression.

However, everyone could see the two were lovey-dovey; in the crowd behind, Ye Zhangqing, who also fought, now wore a curious look.

"Does the Sect Master know her?"

"Of course."

Huh???

It was just a muttered whisper, but unexpectedly there was a reply; turning his head, he saw Jueying appearing beside him at some point.

"Jueying Peak Master.........."

"What's wrong, you're so scared just seeing me?"

Facing the somewhat slow-witted Ye Zhangqing, Jueying changed from her usual self, grabbing his arm; in an instant, a wave of ultimate softness left Ye Zhangqing dazed.

This feeling is something Bai Hua Xianzi can't compare to, but............

He struggled hard, but found he couldn't pull free; Jueying clung tightly to his arm.

"How, don't you like it?"

She brought her mouth to Ye Zhangqing's ear, exhaling like orchids; in an instant, Ye Zhangqing felt utterly unwell.

Fortunately, the woman didn't go further; after teasing Ye Zhangqing a bit, she turned to Xiao Han Yi and said.

"She used to be Senior Brother's former dao companion, after all; although it's a bit complicated, Senior Brother and she have quite a history—just didn't expect her to run off to Zhongzhou and join a holy land."

"Dao companion?"

"Not bad, and she's also the senior sister of Luo Xia Sect."

"Senior sister? That would mean Su Luoxing is her junior brother? But looking at Xiao Han Yi before him, Ye Zhangqing really couldn't associate her with Su Luoxing, that old fogey."

"Among peers, can the appearance gap really be this big?"

"Or is it that female cultivators simply pay more attention to their appearance than male cultivators?"

While Jueying and Ye Zhangqing were chatting idly, Qi Xiong finally spoke.

Since Xiao Han Yi acted as if she didn't know him, Qi Xiong naturally wouldn't embarrass himself; he turned directly to the Fomen crowd and said.

"Like this: since the emissary has spoken, my Dao Yi Sect naturally won't be ungrateful; you Fomen just give some compensation, and the matter will be dropped."

Hearing this, the Fomen crowd's faces improved a bit; they secretly thought, Qi Xiong is still reasonable.

However, this thought lasted only a moment; the next second, as Qi Xiong spoke, the Fomen crowd instantly flew into a rage.

"Just give ten thousand saint-grade pills, twenty thousand saint-grade talisman seals, five thousand saint-grade formation disks, and for other divine weapons and treasure weapons, you Fomen can offer around ten thousand—about that."

Upon hearing this, the Fomen crowd first froze, then shouted angrily.

"Qi Xiong, have you lost your mind?"

"Damn, why don't you just go rob?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

The Fomen hadn't expected Qi Xiong to take the opportunity to make a lion's demand, but they didn't expect his appetite to be so huge.

This damn is no longer just a lion's demand; it's completely a glutton trying to swallow heaven.

All are saint-grade, and he's asking for tens of thousands outright—do you think saint-grade pills and talisman seals are cabbage on the street?

Not to mention their West Province, even if you tied together all the major sects of Dongzhou, could you gather that many saint-grade treasures?

He refused outright without hesitation; seeing this, Qi Xiong seemed to have already guessed, and with a helpless look turned his head to the middle-aged man who came with Xiao Han Yi.

"Emissary, look, I really can't do anything about this."

With an innocent look, he made it seem as if the Fomen were unwilling to let it rest.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man almost dropped his wine jug; looking at Qi Xiong, his eyes were full of complex feelings.

How can this person be so shameless? Clearly, the problem lies with your own opening bid.

With so many treasures, the West Province Fomen might not even be able to produce them, let alone agree—after all, you lot are the holy lands of Zhongzhou.

"That Qi Zongzhu.........."

However, considering Xiao Han Yi's situation, the middle-aged man intended to speak more tactfully, but before he could open his mouth, Xiao Han Yi beside him spoke directly.

"I think it's fine; Sect Master Qi's price is still fair."

Huh???

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man froze, Qi Xiong froze, and the Fomen crowd stared wide-eyed.

Each looked at Xiao Han Yi in disbelief, their hearts roaring wildly.

"Damn, do you even hear what you're saying? This price is called fair?"

"They're in cahoots; this woman and the Dao Yi Sect are definitely suspicious."

"Damn, another pair of lovebirds? This woman definitely has something going on with Qi Xiong."

The Fomen powerhouses instantly had countless guesses in their hearts, but no matter how they speculated, this woman definitely had something going on with Qi Xiong.

Even a Fomen Buddha ancestor couldn't help but speak out.

"Impossible; if that were the case, I'd rather the Fomen perish together."

Such compensation could never be agreed upon; hearing this, Xiao Han Yi glanced calmly at that Fomen Buddha ancestor.

Even though the opponent was a Great Saint, Xiao Han Yi felt no fear, her tone still icy.

"Fine, but if you don't obey the holy order, from now on your Fomen's opponent will be the holy lands."

Huh??? Damn, hearing this, that Fomen Buddha ancestor gritted his teeth in anger, wanting to say more, but fortunately another Fomen Buddha ancestor beside him intervened in time.

Offending the holy lands is no wise choice; although the Fomen dominate a province, to the holy lands of Zhongzhou they're nothing at all.

It's like a village bully: you can run rampant in the village, but what does that matter? Entering the city, you're still nothing.

Zhongzhou's natural advantages fundamentally create its gap with the other four provinces.

They simply won't even look at you.

He took a deep breath, another Fomen Holy Venerable suppressed the anger in his heart and said.

"Envoy, this compensation is too much; even if we Fomen expend all we have, we couldn't possibly come up with it."

Upon hearing that, Xiao Han Yi didn't reply, turned his head to look at Qi Xiong; the meaning was clear—you make the decision.

Seeing this scene, the Fomen buddhas were even more furious, their teeth itching with anger.

"You damn lot, can't you at least be a bit discreet? You've come out in the open."

"This old monk will definitely go to Zhongzhou and personally file a complaint at the holy land against her."

"A buddha has decided to definitely sue Xiao Han Yi; he doesn't believe it—could that woman really be able to cover the sky with one hand in the holy land?"

"After such humiliation today, how could our Fomen possibly swallow our anger?"

"Bullying people to an extreme degree, truly bullying people to an extreme degree."

"As for the middle-aged man who came together with Xiao Han Yi, he simply chose to play dead at this point."

"He acted as if it were none of his business, hanging high, and ignored the Fomen's almost pleading gaze."

"Anyway, I don't care; you guys decide, I'm just a soy-sauce bystander."

"The atmosphere in the field fell silent for a moment; the Fomen gritted their teeth and suppressed their anger, while Qi Xiong, because of Xiao Han Yi's gaze, felt an unstoppable chill rise from his back."

"Only after a long while did Qi Xiong slowly utter a sentence."

"How about I myself bring people to have a look at your Fomen's treasure vault?"

"Huh???"