Free Web NovelChapter 681: Chapter 681: What on Earth is the Conflict?
Wu Chang gasped for breath, forcing himself to remain standing. Beads of sweat formed on Ye Qingchen’s forehead, but no one noticed this detail.
"Saint Heir, it’s time to end this," Ye Qingchen stated calmly. The next second, the sky filled with longswords.
Ye Qingchen leaped into the air, his longsword swinging out and kicking up a fierce gale.
"Die!"
Wu Chang’s pupils contracted violently. He never expected Ye Qingchen to be so ruthless, trying to take his life in a single move. He hurriedly channeled his True Qi, condensing it into a shield to block the attack.
As Ye Qingchen’s attack descended, a powerful energy shield suddenly materialized around Wu Chang. BOOM! BANG! BANG! BANG! The shield blocked the fatal blow.
"Young man, it is best to be merciful when you can," a voice called out as the Great Elder slowly descended from the viewing platform. Landing in front of Wu Chang and completely shielding him, he continued, "Don’t you know that this is the Saint Heir of our Wuji Immortal Palace?"
Ye Qingchen couldn’t help but laugh out loud. "Great Elder, I doubt there’s anyone here who *doesn’t* know he’s the Saint Heir. Weren’t the rules that no one would intervene in this arena match? What are you doing up here, you cockroach?"
I knew it, Ye Qingchen thought. The Wuji Immortal Palace would never let its Saint Heir die on its own stage.
The Great Elder snorted. "I am the Great Elder of the Wuji Immortal Palace. Naturally, we must protect our Saint Heir. Moreover, the arena match rules are an internal affair. You, an outsider, have no qualification to discuss them!"
The Great Elder’s sanctimonious delivery of such unreasonable words made Ye Qingchen laugh.
I can’t believe the people of the Wuji Immortal Palace are so shameless! I thought it was just the Saint Heir, but it seems everyone here, from top to bottom, is the same. No wonder the Wuji Immortal Palace is in decline. The signs were all there!
Down below the stage, Xiao Xiao stomped her foot in anger. "No way! How can they be so shameless? The Wuji Immortal Palace is a complete joke!" If the Young Master didn’t need Elder Chen’s help to treat his illness, I’d never have set foot in this place!
"Boy, I have made my decision. We will leave it at that! If you are not satisfied, you can challenge me!" the Great Elder declared shamelessly.
Ye Qingchen let out an exasperated laugh. "Great Elder, just ’leave it at that’? Shouldn’t the Saint Heir at least offer some compensation for my emotional distress?"
After all, the challenge letter clearly stated this was a battle to the death. I still have it as evidence. I expected things would turn out this way, so I have to make sure I extort a hefty price from them.
At this, many of the foreigners in the audience began to murmur loudly amongst themselves.
"Unbelievable. The Wuji Immortal Palace are such sore losers! How embarrassing!"
"That’s right! I’m definitely telling my clansmen all about this when I get back!"
"And that Great Elder... Ye Qingchen clearly won this match! If he hadn’t interfered, the Saint Heir would be dead by now! Paying some compensation is the least they can do!"
"What a disgrace. We’ll have to warn our clansmen to cooperate less with the Wuji Immortal Palace in the future."
Every word of their discussion reached the Great Elder’s ears. His face darkened, and he remained silent. He realized the gravity of the situation. If I don’t appease Ye Qingchen quickly, those foreigners will look down on us even more.
The Great Elder had no choice but to pull a pouch from within his robes. "Ye Qingchen, the Wuji Immortal Palace was indeed in the wrong here. This bag contains one hundred precious treasures. Consider them our apology."
The Great Elder handed the pouch to Ye Qingchen. One hundred precious treasures sounded impressive, but they were all trinkets Ye Qingchen could craft himself.
Against such shameless people, there’s really nothing I can do.
"Fine, I’ll accept them," Ye Qingchen said. "But let’s hope this sort of thing doesn’t happen again. After all, I’m not the one losing face here."
Ye Qingchen took the pouch and descended from the stage with a wave of his hand. I’ve used up most of my energy. Challenging the Great Elder now would be foolishly overestimating myself. Still, I accomplished my goal for this fight. Whether or not the Saint Heir will finally give up... that remains to be seen.
Xiao Xiao, who was waiting below the stage, quickly grabbed his hand as he approached. "Young Master, they’re such bullies!" she said indignantly. "If Elder Yang were here, he’d surely teach them a lesson!"
Ye Qingchen laughed and patted her on the back. "Xiao Xiao, I expected them to act like this. Besides, the real reason we came was to expend the excess energy in my body. Don’t worry about these other things."
Seeing his cheerful demeanor, Xiao Xiao couldn’t help but sigh. "Young Master, you’re so trusting! Someone could sell you and you wouldn’t even realize it!"
Ye Qingchen vigorously ruffled her hair. "You little rascal, are you calling your young master a fool?"
"Young Master! Of course not! Ouch! Stop it, you’ll rub my hair bald!"
Laughing and joking, the two walked away.
Meanwhile, Wu Chang, who had left the stage, glared at their retreating backs, his eyes filled with resentment. "Why! How did it end up like this?!" he muttered to himself, gritting his teeth in frustration.
The three elders approached him. "Saint Heir, could you please come with us?"
Wu Chang looked back at them. I don’t need to guess. They’re definitely going to lecture me.
"Elders, if you have something to say, just say it here," Wu Chang said, composing himself before finding a place to sit.
The three elders exchanged a look, shaking their heads helplessly.
"Saint Heir, what exactly is the conflict between you and this Ye Qingchen?" the Third Elder spoke first.
I helped cover for him earlier, but I still don’t understand why he’s so determined to oppose Ye Qingchen.
Wu Chang immediately shot back, "That bastard stole my woman! This is a feud to the death!"
The Third Elder was taken aback. After a moment of thought, he asked, "Saint Heir, are you referring to the girl at Ye Qingchen’s side?"
If I remember correctly, that girl used to be a disciple of our Wuji Immortal Palace, but now she’s trailing after Ye Qingchen like his personal maidservant! Our Saint Heir, the Saint Heir of the entire Wuji Immortal Palace, fell for a mere maidservant? And started this huge fight over her? What a complete waste of my help!
Seeing the Third Elder’s silence, the Great Elder spoke slowly, "There’s nothing wrong with the Saint Heir taking a fancy to that girl. She was one of ours, after all, and the Saint Heir noticed her long ago."
"That’s true," the Third Elder murmured, nodding. "I remember now. That girl possesses the Vermilion Bird Holy Soul."
"No wonder our Saint Heir took an interest! His judgment has always been exceptional!" the Third Elder said, not missing the chance to add a bit of flattery.
