Chapter 640: Duel

Jiu Yue Xianzi strode over, hands on hips, glaring at Yan Buji: "You damn old... Yan Buji, you're actually the Hall Master of the Alchemy Hall in Paolong Sacred Land?!"

Yan Buji clasped his fists and said: "I've offended you before; please forgive me, Fairy Jiu Yue."

Yan Buji never expected to see her here; he had heard before that Fairy Jiu Yue was from the Huanghu Sacred Land, but he didn't expect to meet her here.

Jiu Yue Xianzi's face turned green: "Just saying sorry is enough?"

Yan Buji raised his eyebrows, seeing no one else speak, and asked: "May I ask what Fairy Jiu Yue wishes of me?"

"Hmph, let me think... oh right, let's fight!"

Yan Buji froze for a moment, looking at her doubtfully: "Isn't that inappropriate? Fairy, why bother? If you feel you lost face before, I'll just let you kick me."

"Are you even a man?" Jiu Yue Xianzi glared at Yan Buji, dissatisfied.

"After all, we don't have any deep grudge; why go to such lengths, Fairy? Besides, my sect's outer gate competition is underway now; as a guest, you should not attack guests." Yan Buji shook his head and clasped his fists toward Wang Husong:

"Elder Wang, my matter with Fairy Jiu Yue is trivial; it was just a small disagreement over the Medicine King Inheritance. Now that she's here, I'm willing to accept any apology or compensation, but why escalate to a fight and ruin relations between our sides? Please, Elder, act as a mediator."

Wang Husong had been watching the show, but hearing Yan Buji push the matter onto him, he couldn't help but look at the two: "That's true, little lady; if it's not a big deal, I can just have him apologize."

"I...."

At that moment, Pang Mingde and Li Changsong walked in from outside, smiling: "Since the young lady is eager to seek advice, Hall Master Yan, you might as well accept."

"Elder Pang, Elder Li." Wang Husong stood up, smiling.

Yan Buji clasped his fists: "Greetings, both elders."

"Master~" Jiu Yue Xianzi ran to Li Changsong's side, grabbed his arm and shook it: "I want to fight him!"

"Fine, fine, fine." Li Changsong looked at Yan Buji, not thinking much, and said: "Hall Master Yan, although you and my disciple have some minor grudges, since grievances should be resolved not deepened, we might as well have a bout to clear the air."

Yan Buji resignedly nodded: "Alright then."

"Hmph, you old... Yan Buji, weren't you arrogant before?" Jiu Yue Xianzi smirked triumphantly.

Yan Buji frowned; if he didn't lose to this guy, it seemed he wouldn't let it rest.

Afterwards, several people went to the primitive forest outside. Yan Buji looked at his opponent and asked: "Fairy Jiu Yue, we truly have no deep grudge; how about we exchange three moves and then decide the winner?"

"You scared?! Hmph, even if you're afraid, I'll still give you a good lesson today!"

Yan Buji raised his eyebrows.

"This brat truly doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"

As they spoke, the two moved to attack.

The spectators were all Unity Dao Stage cultivators; Li Changsong watched Yan Buji's methods and found it strange: "This person's combat experience is truly rich; he dodged all of Jiu Yue's techniques."

He could even hold back, merely repelling Jiu Yue without injuring her.

Wang Husong chuckled: "Don't think our sect's alchemists lack fighting power!"

Pang Mingde looked and recalled what he'd heard: "Besides, I remember this Hall Master Yan also practices martial and law dual cultivation."

"Martial and law dual cultivation?" Li Changsong frowned, observing closely for a long time.

"I see; I thought he was backing down, not wanting to make a big deal and lose face, but he really isn't afraid."

"So there was never much point to it."

In the forest, the two fought fiercely; Jiu Yue Xianzi used a misty entwining technique, spreading thick fog around to obscure Yan Buji's perception, but his divine sense was so exaggerated—how could it be easily obscured?

"But fighting like this would go on forever; better to take two of her attacks and admit defeat."

After all, I'm merely the Hall Master of the Outer Gate Alchemy Hall, while she is a disciple of a Unity Dao Stage cultivator.

Who needs to say more about whose backing is stronger?

Even if I lose, it won't matter.

Yan Buji sensed Jiu Yue Xianzi swooping in swiftly through the mist; instead of dodging, he feigned alarm just before her strike arrived, hastily turning sideways—but he was still hit!

Boom!

Yan Buji was blasted far away; seeing Jiu Yue charge again, he gritted his teeth and barely managed to support his body as he went forward.

After a while.

Bruised and swollen, Yan Buji hurriedly shouted: "Fairy, please show mercy! I concede!!"

Jiu Yue Xianzi laughed delightedly; hearing Yan Buji admit defeat, she looked displeased: "I haven't had my fill yet."

"Fairy, I'm already like this—how can you bear to strike a killing blow?" Yan Buji pointed at his face, wailing.

"Hmph, fine, I'll spare you this time!"

Yan Buji exhaled in relief.

Li Changsong gazed at the rushing Jiu Yue Xianzi as if looking at his daughter: "How is it? Do you feel relieved?"

"Mm!"

"If you feel relieved, then apologize! Clearly you know he can't beat you—why, as a sacred land disciple, don't you show magnanimity and let him off?" Li Changsong's expression suddenly changed; he stared sternly at Jiu Yue Xianzi.

Jiu Yue Xianzi jumped in fright, but gritted her teeth and stuck out her neck: "I won't!"

"Huh?!" Li Changsong made a motion to slap her; meanwhile Yan Buji stepped forward, clasped his fists, and said: "Elder Li, there's no need for that—I am simply inferior in skill; how could I have Fairy Jiu Yue apologize?"

"Sigh, Jiu Yue is still too young; when we get back I'll definitely give her a good lesson." Having said that, Li Changsong tossed a bottle of medicine to Yan Buji.

"This is a Return to Origin Pill; it will help you heal injuries and restore your essence—please accept it."

"Thank you, Elder Li."

Jiu Yue Xianzi wore a displeased face, but thinking of something, she didn't continue.

With that settled, the several people each went their separate ways home.

On the way, Wang Husong looked at Yan Buji: "You kid, you're quite the actor."

"Sigh, it was partly my fault earlier; letting Fairy Jiu Yue vent her anger is also good. Elder Wang, you won't mind, will you?" Yan Buji asked cautiously.

After all, I'm also a hall master of Paolong Sacred Land; suffering a crushing defeat at the hands of another sacred land's disciple would sound terrible if spread.

Wang Husong waved his hand: "Anyone can see you were holding back, going along with that little girl's mood; Li Changsong knows that, which is why he had her apologize—he feared we wouldn't be pleased."

"After all, young people, can be forgiven." Yan Buji smiled.

Of course, don't let me run into you again!

A trace of darkness flickered in Yan Buji's heart, but his face remained calm and unchanging.

On the other side, Li Changsong also began to earnestly advise Jiu Yue Xianzi, revealing the true situation.