Asura Mad Emperor

"Ten drops of Innate Water is too much, one drop at most,"

the Heavenly Sword Immortal Real Man said after pondering for a moment.

"Ten drops!"

Qinchuan said.

"Three drops!"

the Heavenly Sword Immortal Real Man raised the price.

"Ten drops!"

However, Qinchuan did not budge an inch and insisted firmly.

The corners of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Real Man's mouth twitched slightly, and he said sternly, "Five drops! Not a single drop more!"

"This Innate Water is incredibly rare; it takes tens of thousands of years to condense just a few drops. Giving you five drops is already my greatest concession! If you're still not satisfied, then let's settle this with a contest of strength!"

the Heavenly Sword Immortal Real Man said coldly, taking a firm stance.

However, Qinchuan simply smiled slightly, "Five drops, eh? Well, since the Heavenly Sword Sect is so sincere, let's consider today's matter settled."

In fact, from the start, Qinchuan was deliberately making an outrageous demand.

He knew that the Heavenly Sword Sect could not possibly produce ten drops of Innate Water.

He purposely started high, to facilitate negotiation.

Originally, his target was only three drops of Innate Water, but to his surprise, the other party eventually raised the offer to five drops.

This was beyond his expectations.

Seeing the smile on Qinchuan's face, the Heavenly Sword Immortal Real Man immediately realized the ploy and couldn't help but feel gloomy and extremely irked.

But at this moment, since he had already made the offer, it was impossible to take it back.

He snorted coldly, "I've agreed to give you the Innate Water, but you must come to collect it yourself. You should know, Innate Water is not easy to store. It requires the Flawless Cold Jade as a container to preserve its power without diminishing."

"This Flawless Cold Jade in itself is a supreme treasure. The Heavenly Sword Sect will not gift you the Flawless Cold Jade as well. If you want to collect it, you will have to find your own container and personally come to retrieve it if you dare!"

the Heavenly Sword Immortal Real Man sneered.

Hearing the other party's provocation, Qinchuan said indifferently, "I'm well aware of this, and you needn't try to provoke me. There isn't a place under the heavens I fear to go!"

"You just prepare the Innate Water, and I will come to collect it."

The Heavenly Sword Immortal Real Man looked deeply at Qinchuan and said, "In that case, I will await your esteemed visit at the Heavenly Sword Sect!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Heavenly Sword Immortal Real Man turned into a sword light and returned to the Ancient Sword behind Ye Wei.

At this moment, Ye Wei's expression was extremely unpleasant.

He knew he had caused trouble.
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This incident had severely damaged the dignity of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

It also significantly impacted his own credibility.

He couldn't help clenching his fists, filled with distress and resentment.

But when Qinchuan's gaze swept over, Ye Wei's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but take a step back, feeling intense wariness towards Qinchuan.

Even a wisp of his master, the Heavenly Sword Immortal Real Man's incarnated thought, had no assurance of subduing the man before him with a single strike and was forced to compromise.

If Qinchuan insisted on taking action against him, he would be in grave danger.

"Remember the lesson from this time; the face of your Heavenly Sword Sect may be significant in the eyes of others, but it's worthless in front of me. If you offend me again, five drops of life water will not be enough to appease me,"

Qinchuan said dispassionately, giving Ye Wei a disdainful glance.

Hearing Qinchuan's words and seeing the Heavenly Sword Immortal Real Man's incarnated thought ultimately opt for compromise, all those present couldn't help but shudder, their eyes on Qinchuan no longer held disdain, but were filled with apprehension instead.

It was initially not frightening with the Congyun Sect.

It's just a declining sect.

The disciples of the Congyun Sect, wherever they go, have no status worth mentioning, let alone being feared.

But today.

Qinchuan made them all fear him.

Although many present felt that Qinchuan's current overbearing and audacious behavior was merely digging his own grave, seeking trouble for both himself and the Congyun Sect behind him.

But at least for now, no one dared to challenge Qinchuan rashly.

When Ye Wei felt Qinchuan's gaze sweep over him, his fists, which had been clenched tightly, immediately relaxed, and he suppressed the annoyance and rage in his heart, not daring to show it for fear he might not be able to leave this place.

And so, the matter came to an end, coming to a close.

Qinchuan sat back down in his seat.

People around the area also began to enter and take their seats around Green Blood Lake with their formal invitations in hand.

However, very few dared to take a seat in the first two rows.

Gradually, the seats shaped like Dao Lotus on the lake began to fill up.

Many people were conversing with one another, discussing the geniuses from those top factions in the front rows.

Suddenly, someone noticed Qinchuan sitting in the first row and couldn't help but express their confusion, "Who is that person sitting next to the Jiuli Saint Heir? He looks rather unfamiliar, and his cultivation aura is only at the Meridian Opening Realm. How dare he sit in the first row? Could he be a direct descendant of the Imperial Family?"

These words came from a late-arriving prodigy of a certain sect, who was not aware of what had happened earlier.

"Shush! Brother Han Yue, be quiet. Don't provoke this person," someone advised him softly.

"Is he truly from the Imperial Family?" the man asked in surprise.

"Not from the Imperial Family, but a disciple of the Congyun Sect. Though his background is unremarkable and his cultivation level not profound, he has a Protector at the level of a saint by his side, extremely domineering. Just earlier, both the Saint Heirs of the Red Blood Sword Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect suffered a great loss at his hands, and even the thought incarnation of Heavenly Sword's Immortal was forced to compromise with him. He is someone you must not provoke at all costs," the person beside him continued to caution.

"What? A disciple of the Congyun Sect has a Protector who is a saint? And even the Saint Heirs of the Red Blood Sword Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect were handed a loss by him? The thought incarnation of Heavenly Sword's Immortal compromised with him?!" the man was shocked upon hearing this and then looked doubtful, "Brother Qiu Shan, you're not joking with me, are you?"

At this moment, divine rainbows suddenly shot through the void.

"Hahaha, I never expected that today's Dao Conference with Immortal Bai would attract so many talented heroes!"

A hearty laugh resounded, filled with a robust fluctuation of True Qi.

Everyone looked toward the source of the voice and saw a red-haired, uninhibited youth flying through the air.

"It's the Descendant of the Burning Heaven Sect, the Burning Heaven Saint Heir Yu Chiye!"

The crowd exclaimed, their eyes filled with shock as they watched the red-haired youth who was sweeping in.

The Burning Heaven Sect, a colossal power alongside the Jiuli Ghost Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Aside from the Imperial Family, the Burning Heaven Sect, the Jiuli Ghost Sect, and the Heavenly Sword Sect were the strongest in the Tianyuan Ancient Nation.

Now, the Dao Conference of the Immortal from the neighboring nation had drawn such attention; descendants of the three most powerful factions, aside from the Imperial Family, had all rushed here to partake in the Dao listening, which was quite inconceivable.

Yu Chiye landed on Green Blood Lake and glanced around before heading straight for a seat in the front row.

Behind him, several firelights appeared, turning into several elders—his Protectors.

"Han Jiuming, Ye Wei, I didn't expect to see you guys here!"

Walking to the front, Yu Chiye immediately noticed Han Jiuming and Ye Wei.

As the Burning Heaven Sect, the Jiuli Ghost Sect, and the Heavenly Sword Sect were all on par with each other, their respective descendants naturally vie for supremacy.

"Hmm? Why is there someone else seated here? Didn't hear that the Imperial Family would be attending Immortal Bai's Dao Conference?"

Then, Yu Chiye noticed Qinchuan sitting next to Han Jiuming with his eyes closed, resting, and a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes.