Chapter 1231: Concession

Chapter 1231: Chapter 1231: Concession

"I just mentioned a friend from the Dragon Realm being harmed, and I may not have been specific! So let me be more specific now, the victim is none other than the wife of the Young Master of the Hu Jiu clan, the personal guard of Miss Hati from the Fenrir Race."

After introducing the haughty-looking Hati beside him, Pei Yan turned to the Hongjun Sword Furnace side and said coldly, "Someone employed the techniques from your sect to kill my colleague in this tragedy, and also killed the personal guard of the Young Master from the Dragon Realm. My Investigation Hall and the Dragon Realm have jointly come to demand the real culprit directly from you. Even if we take it to the Spirit Lord, I have the upper hand! I only brought up the investigation matter earlier to give Elder Feng a face, and out of gratitude for the small favor I received from the Liu Family, I gave the Hongjun Sword Furnace a way out. Don’t think Pei Yan is afraid!"

"Let’s discuss this peacefully! Pei Xiaoyou, there must be some misunderstanding here! Xuanji, didn’t you just say that this matter is negotiable?" Feng Tianhe was now sweating profusely. If it was true that the Dragon Realm and the Investigation Hall had formed such a close relationship, a single Hongjun Sword Furnace would truly be unable to withstand the pressure from these two forces. If I had known that this issue would involve so many entanglements later, why did I bother to get involved! Alas, now that it’s too late, the only option is to do my best to mediate, hoping to quell this disaster.

"Pei Yan is young and impetuous, and his words were harsh, but he is not unreasonable! You are right, no matter what, my Hongjun Sword Furnace owes you an explanation. Seven days! In seven days, the old man will definitely provide the information on the culprit to your side, but I will never agree to detain our elder as a hostage." Faced with such pressure, Liu Xuanji had no choice but to bow his head, sighing and conceding.

"Mere words are no guarantee! Why should I trust you? Elder Liu, don’t talk to me about personal reputation guarantees and such. I, Pei Yan, only believe in genuine things."

Seemingly anticipating Pei Yan’s skepticism, Liu Xuanji immediately reached toward his waist, took an item from his jade belt, and when the people behind saw this, they were shocked and advised against it: "Senior brother, don’t do it!"

"Senior brother, this is a hereditary item of the Liu Family, it’s so valuable and you... like this..."

"No need to say more; it’s just an external object. For the sake of the sect and to avert this calamity, there’s nothing I cannot part with." Liu Xuanji waved to interrupt everyone’s words, then tossed the item in his hand towards Pei Yan. Upon seeing Pei Yan catching it, Liu Xuanji smiled bitterly and said, "This item is a hereditary item of the Liu Family, a symbol of our Patriarch. I use this item as collateral with you. If we can’t deliver the real culprit in seven days, then feel free to dispose of it, Pei Xiaoyou."

Pei Yan caught the item and played with it in his palm. He discovered it was a small sword made of some unknown wood, ordinary in appearance with no detectable energy fluctuations. Yet judging by how much Liu Xuanji valued it, it didn’t seem like a deception. Curiously, Pei Yan attempted to inspect it by injecting energy into it, only to find, much to his dismay, a sharp Sword Qi rebounded from the wooden sword, not only pulverizing his energy but also coursing through his meridians into his body.

"Hiss! Ah!" Even though Pei Yan had mastered the Qi element abilities impeccably, he was caught off guard by this strand of Sword Qi, his entire arm’s meridians were eroded and damaged before he managed to barely suppress the rampant Sword Qi and expel it from his body little by little.

"Huff, this is either a Divine Artifact or a top-tier Divine Artifact." Having suffered in secret due to his lack of knowledge, Pei Yan had no words to say. He shook his numb arm and showed the wooden sword to Liu Xuanji with a bitter smile: "Elder Liu, the item is indeed a good one! But this is a bound Divine Artifact, and it’s been nurtured by your family for generations. Even if you fail and it’s given to me, unless the Artifact Soul of the Divine Artifact is destroyed, it will take at least a few hundred years to erase your family’s imprint on this artifact, making it usable for me! For us, it’s really a chicken rib!"

"Pei Yan, do you know what this item means to my Liu Family? Don’t go too far." Seeing Pei Yan belittle a token that represents his family’s honor as worthless, Liu Xuanji was indignant and embarrassed.

"Elder Liu, I can tell this is a good item and understand its importance to you, but for me, useless is useless! But don’t be angry, Elder Liu, I accept your sincerity. I’ll keep this item, but to balance my losses, I would like to request something from your sect as compensation."

"Speak!"

"This junior recently acquired a Divine Artifact but lacks a cultivation technique to match it, so...." Pei Yan, thick-skinned, hesitated before continuing.

"What cultivation technique?"

"A spear manual! A top-tier spear cultivation technique!"

"Come to my residence tomorrow to get it!" Having gained a new understanding of Pei Yan’s shamelessness, Liu Xuanji squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth and then swept out.

"Elder Liu is magnanimous, this junior thanks you for the gift!" With his goal achieved, Pei Yan wasn’t concerned with saving face for the other party, bowing to Liu Xuanji’s retreating figure, then shrugged at Feng Tianhe, who was relieved the matter was settled, and commanded, "Since they’ve agreed to give us an explanation in seven days, let’s go back and wait! Carry the people back to the residence!"

"Hold on!"

Just as Pei Yan thought the matter had concluded and was about to turn away with his team, a voice shouted from outside the crowd, stopping his actions. Pei Yan froze, wanting to see who intended to stir up more trouble.

The shout not only stopped Pei Yan but also the crowd who was about to disperse after the excitement, and it also halted Feng Tianhe, who wanted to catch up with Liu Xuanji to discuss further, with a flash of anger. He too wanted to see which insensitive person spoke up at this time, but when he saw who it was, the reprimand on the tip of his tongue was swallowed back, and his angry face was replaced by an amused smile.

"Zizhen! Who injured you like this?" The newcomer was a tall, burly man. By the time he squeezed into the crowd, the negotiations with Pei Yan were nearing an end. Finding it dull, he almost left with the crowd, but he inadvertently spotted Xiang Zizhen among the crowd, whose eyes were severely injured, and his shirt was soaked in blood. He immediately became furious and stepped out, shouting.

"Brother? Is that you? You’ve returned from outside? This is a personal matter, and a long story. This is not the place to discuss it, let us talk later." Xiang Zizhen was initially excited upon hearing the voice, but soon remembered his own state and, fearing things spiraling out of control, hastily advised.

"Fourth brother, what can’t be said? I heard from the crowd that your eyes were injured by their Investigation Hall people?" At this moment, two more people stepped out from the crowd, accompanied by a team of Embroidered Robe Envoys squeezing through, and stood behind the previous man, using unfriendly eyes to scrutinize Pei Yan provocatively.