Chapter 331: Negotiation

The wooden building instantly became quiet, as if there was only this fire pond jumping in the world, occasionally mixed with the crackling sound of firewood being burned and split.

Perhaps it was because he didn't expect Shaman Xia's attitude to be so tough, Feng Yuanfa was stunned for a long time, and his tone finally became stern: "Shaman Xia, do you want to defect to Maling Mountain? Have you thought about the consequences? Even if you don't consider yourself, you have to consider this village of clansmen, right?"

Shaman Xia said lightly: "We Yao people have never defected to anyone. What we rely on has always been ourselves."

Feng Yuanfa took a deep breath and said: "Shaman Xia, all eighteen Yao villages in Lingnan added together probably can't afford the anger of our Qingyuan Mountain, not to mention that other Yao villages may not think the same as you."

Shaman Xia said: "I can't control the other seventeen Yao villages. It's just that here in South Water Village, everyone just wants to live their own lives quietly and doesn't want to get involved in the disputes between your immortal sects. Our South Water Village is already far away from your two mountains, has never relied on anyone, and has always been respectful in the past. Now we just want to help neither side, and please don't push our Yao Village to the side of Maling Mountain. We can't afford to offend the Qingyuan Mountain, and we can't afford to offend Maling Mountain either."

Feng Yuanfa was quite angry for a time, but also a bit speechless, not knowing what to say, just saying: "Shaman Xia, you'd better think clearly, don't regret it."

Shaman Xia said: "Our South Water Village, sandwiched between Qingyuan Mountain and Maling Mountain, is already very bitter. Everyone just wants to live a better life and doesn't want to offend anyone. It's just that I hope Immortal Master Feng won't force us."

Shaman Xia's attitude indeed made Feng Yuanfa feel a few points of fear. The battle with Maling Mountain was fierce. If South Water Village started, and they defected to the side of Maling Mountain, it would undoubtedly strengthen Maling Mountain's momentum, especially this group of shamans. A dozen shamans joining Maling Mountain collectively was quite a headache.

If Shaman Xia spread the word again, claiming that it was he who forced them to defect to Maling Mountain, then he wouldn't be able to explain it clearly in front of the Sect Master and the Elders.

He looked at Liu Liu Xiaolou, hoping Liu Liu Xiaolou would say something, but Liu Liu Xiaolou didn't speak. He looked at Shaman Xia who was stirring the fire pond, and couldn't help but feel a burst of wandering, thinking of Wulong Mountain.

After the great war at Zhuoshui back then, Wulong Mountain became the boundary between the forces of the Zhanglong Sect and the Gengsang Cave. Both sects should have sent people to the mountain. I don't know how the fellow Daoists of Wulong Mountain dealt with it back then?

Today's South Nan Nan Shui Yao Zhai actually had a few points of the appearance of Wulong Mountain back then. Could it be that Shaman Xia also had a wishful thinking, wanting to become a mountain king that neither side cares about?

It's just that Wulong Mountain is Wulong Mountain, and South Nan Nan Shui Yao Zhai is South Nan Nan Shui Yao Zhai. How hard it is to become another Wulong Mountain?

Not to mention, even if it became Wulong Mountain, what could it be? The final ending is nothing more than people leaving and the mountain being empty.

Feng Yuanfa urged again: "Daoist Li Mu?"

Liu Liu Xiaolou came back to his senses and sighed heavily: "Sigh..."

Shaman Xia's narrowed eyes glanced at Liu Liu Xiaolou, expressionless, and Shaman Qiu picked up the copper pot and added hot water to Liu Liu Xiaolou's bowl.

Feng Yuanfa asked: "Why does the Daoist sigh?"

Liu Liu Xiaolou said: "I am sighing for the thousands of Yao people in this entire South Water Village."

Shaman Xia smiled, Shaman Qiu sneered, and Feng Yuanfa smiled sincerely: "Sighing for what?"

Liu Liu Xiaolou said: "If the Qingyuan Mountain and Maling Mountain are both as Shaman Xia expected, throwing the rat-avoiding weapon, and then agree that South Nan Nan Shui Yao Zhai can help neither side, South Water Village can indeed get a peace for half a year or a year. But what about after half a year or a year? After the Qingyuan Mountain and Maling Mountain decide the winner, how will South Water Yao face the winner's anger? At that time, it will be inevitable that the village will be destroyed and people will die. What I sigh for is this."

Feng Yuanfa also sighed: "Indeed, three thousand Yao people, where to go..."

Shaman Xia stopped talking, facing the fire pond, her face was numb, unable to see joy, anger, sorrow, or joy.

Shaman Qiu interjected from the side: "Is Immortal Master Li also from the Qingyuan Sect? Not to mention the Sect Master and the two Elders, among the three guests and eight disciples of the Qingyuan Sect, it seems you are not among them?"

Feng Yuanfa immediately said: "Daoist Li is a high-level cultivator of the Mystical Truth Sect in Bazhong, who came from thousands of *li* away to help our Qingyuan Mountain crusade against the Maling thieves!"

Shaman Qiu nodded and wandered between Liu Liu Xiaolou's face with a pair of round bright big eyes, saying: "I want to ask Immortal Master Li, in this battle, can the Qingyuan Sect win?"

Liu Liu Xiaolou didn't answer. Feng Yuanfa answered confidently: "This is inevitable! Five days ago, in a great war at the North River Mouth, our Qingyuan Sect won a great victory and has driven the Maling thieves back a hundred *li*!"

Shaman Qiu said: "Then congratulations to Immortal Master Feng. But can you guarantee victory next? You must know..."

Liu Liu Xiaolou interrupted her: "I know what you mean. I just want to ask one sentence, Shaman Qiu, do you think Maling Mountain has the strength to exterminate the Qingyuan Sect?"

Shaman Qiu shook her head: "No."

Liu Liu Xiaolou turned his head and asked Feng Yuanfa: "If the Qingyuan Sect is unfortunately defeated, will it still protect South Nan Nan Shui Yao Zhai and keep them from the revenge of Maling Mountain?"

Feng Yuanfa said decisively: "Absolutely no problem, I can swear!"

Liu Liu Xiaolou said to Shaman Xia and Shaman Qiu: "The two of you, I am not a person of the Qingyuan Sect, saying a fair word, choosing is better than not choosing. The result of not choosing will be very painful."

Shaman Qiu asked curiously: "Immortal Master Li, the result you mentioned refers to something?"

Liu Liu Xiaolou waved his hand: "Some things, it's better not to mention. It's over."

The fire pond was silent again.

After a long silence, Shaman Xia finally opened her mouth again: "Some things cannot be solved by just saying a few words. Do the two of you have the strength to make our South Nan Nan Shui Yao Zhai submit? Let's see the real chapter on the hand!"

Feng Yuanfa looked at Liu Liu Xiaolou helplessly. Liu Liu Xiaolou nodded to him, so he had to agree: "Alright, then let's compare." He was not a fool, knowing that Shaman Xia was still afraid of Maling Mountain and wanted to solve it through action. Even if she submitted to the Qingyuan Sect, at least she had a relatively legitimate reason on the Maling Sect side—if you can't beat it, you submit.

However, her tone was also very solemn, so this competition was mostly a real competition.

If it were the experts of the Qingyuan Sect who came, such as the few who ranked in the top three of the inner disciples, Feng Yuanfa would have the confidence to win steadily. But changing to himself, to be honest, he had no bottom in his heart. After all, he only reached Foundation Establishment two years ago. Compared with Shaman Xia's cultivation, it was much shallower, not to mention that Shaman Xia was the shaman of the Yao Village, good at strange and unpredictable Gu techniques.

Feng Yuanfa stood up slowly, saying: "Speaking of which, Shaman Xia is my senior. When I was still in Qi Refinement, I have received Shaman Xia's guidance many times..."

Shaman Xia shook her head: "Don't dare!"

Feng Yuanfa continued: "Today, I am fortunate to ask for advice on cultivation from the senior. Please be merciful, senior."

Shaman Xia said: "I will not be merciful."

Feng Yuanfa's expression stagnated, then smiled again: "Indeed, no need. Life and death are determined by fate, just do your best. Go to the threshing floor?"

Shaman Xia didn't stand up, just shook her head: "Just here. No need to fight for life and death, just see the winner. It's just a moment of effort."

Her words were full of contempt. Feng Yuanfa was a disciple of a righteous sect after all, and had already entered the state of fighting methods. He was not moved by this remark, and sat down solemnly again, nodding: "Alright."

Shaman Qiu didn't leave, and Liu Liu Xiaolou didn't make room for them. The two were still sitting by the fire pond, less than five feet apart. To not affect others while using all means, this required the Foundation Establishment cultivator's precise control of true yuan.

To be honest, Shaman Xia's cultivation was much deeper than Feng Yuanfa's, but Feng Yuanfa was a Foundation Establishment disciple of a righteous sect, had many good things on him, and had many experiences in fighting methods, so his fighting experience was definitely not lower than Shaman Xia's, and he still had some confidence in himself.

Just seeing the fire in the fire pond suddenly bent toward Feng Yuanfa, but they all bent their waists neatly by half, and there were things dancing in the flames, like strips of worms.

This scene made Liu Liu Xiaolou's scalp numb, and the atmosphere was extremely strange. ===== CHAPTER 332 =====