Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14237 Establishing Documents

Ling Bi said softly, "It seems that there are more people coveting your 'thing' than I expected. There are probably many unknown secrets and forces hidden behind this."

Her voice carried a hint of worry and vigilance, as if she had already foreseen the troubles and challenges to come.

Ling Xiao shrugged helplessly, the gesture carrying a hint of casualness and unruliness, but with a carefree smile on his face, as if even the biggest troubles were nothing more than fleeting clouds in his eyes.

He grinned and said, "I don't get itchy when I have too many lice, and I don't worry when I have too many debts. Anyway, trouble is never a shortage. Ever since I embarked on this path of cultivation, all sorts of troubles have been buzzing around me like flies, and I can't shake them off. But so what? I, Ling Xiao, have still overcome all obstacles and come to where I am today."

His tone was full of boldness and nonchalance, as if he were talking about something very ordinary.

Upon hearing this, Ling Bi tilted her head slightly and nodded seriously, her clear eyes sparkling with thoughtful light.

She pursed her lips and added, "Yes, that makes sense. The troubles you have are like stardust; a few more or fewer specks really don't matter. After all, in this vast universe, there are countless stardust particles; how could anyone count them all? And who would notice if a few were missing?"

Her voice was soft and melodious, like a clear mountain spring, but to Ling Xiao, it sounded a little strange.

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao's lips twitched slightly, and a look of bewilderment appeared on his face: "..."

He muttered to himself, "Something about these words doesn't sound quite right."

It's as if he's got so many troubles that he doesn't care about adding a few more.

However, he also knew that Ling Bi meant no harm; she just had a rather unusual way of speaking.

This is my own sister. Although we are not related by blood, our relationship is better than that of those who are.

Not long after, Venerable Red Cliff returned.

He walked with heavy steps, each step seemingly requiring all his strength.

His appearance was even more withered and emaciated. His already aged face now seemed to have been etched with deep wrinkles by the years, and his hair had turned as white as snow, as if he had aged a thousand years in an instant.

His eyes were empty and desperate, as if he had lost all hope and vitality.

He held an antique-style jade box in his hands, which emitted a faint light, as if it contained endless secrets.

He slowly walked up to Ling Xiao, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.

He presented the jade box with trembling hands, which were like withered leaves in the wind, shaking incessantly.

His voice was hoarse and dry, like rusty iron scraping against each other, carrying a heavy weariness and deathly silence: "Sacred Mountain... a thousand years of accumulation... all lies here."

Mid-grade spirit crystals... a total of 260 million... These spirit crystals were mined by countless disciples of our Holy Journey Mountain through countless hardships from various dangerous places and secret realms. Each one embodies their hard work and sweat.

Four treasures of the Great Sun Realm… These four treasures are all the sect's most prized possessions passed down from the founder of Holy Journey Mountain. Each one possesses immense power and a mysterious origin. Three bottles of the top-grade elixir 'Nine Revolutions Rejuvenating Pill'… This pill has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. Even someone on the verge of death can be saved by taking this pill.

Five bottles of 'Sacred Bone Tempering Dew'... This tempering dew can cleanse the marrow and meridians, enhancing a martial artist's physique and potential. The rest... land deeds, mineral vein spirit deeds... are all in this jade box... used as collateral... still... still less than four hundred million…"

His voice was hoarse, and each word seemed to require all his strength to speak, making it almost impossible for him to form a coherent sentence.

Ling Xiao took the jade box, gently stroking its surface with his fingers, feeling its delicate texture.

He closed his eyes slightly, scanned the jade box with his divine sense, and instantly understood the situation inside.

Inside, there were countless mid-grade spirit crystals piled up like small mountains, the spirit crystals shimmering with multicolored light, as dazzling as the stars in the night sky.

The magical artifacts and elixirs, radiating a brilliant light, emitted an alluring fragrance that invigorated anyone who smelled them.

And a thick stack of contracts bearing the mark of Shengxing Mountain, brimming with spiritual energy; the handwriting on those documents seemed to contain a mysterious power.

Two hundred and sixty million mid-grade spirit crystals, plus these treasure deeds, make for an astonishingly valuable item.

If these treasures were left in the outside world, they would be enough to ignite a bloody battle for them.

However, there is still a gap to reach 400 million.

Ling Xiao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. The smile seemed gentle, but it conveyed an undeniable determination.

Then, his cold voice rang out again, like the cold wind in winter, sharp and piercing, as if marking the final mark on this transaction: "There isn't much left."

"Let's draw up a written agreement, with a three-year time limit."

"The pledge is made in the form of all unmortgaged mineral veins, medicinal gardens, spiritual springs, and 70% of the sect's profits for the next hundred years within the territory of Shengxing Mountain."

"If the pledge is not returned by the due date, the pledged property shall be returned to me, and Shengxing Mountain shall be relocated from this area."

His tone was extremely flat, as if he were simply stating a trivial matter, like asking whether the weather was sunny or gloomy.

However, the content of his words was as cold as a steel knife scraping bone, every word and sentence was like a sharp dagger, piercing straight into Venerable Red Cliff's heart, trying to drive Holy Mountain into a desperate situation.

Red Cliff Venerable felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, as if the whole world was collapsing in an instant.

His head was buzzing, a sweet taste rose in his throat, and a surge of blood rushed to his head, almost making him spit it out!

He cried out in his heart with grief and indignation: This is not a transaction, it is clearly an attempt to completely drain the marrow of Shengxing Mountain and sever its foundation for the next hundred years!

Shengxing Mountain has reached its current scale and heritage through the efforts of countless generations, but now it is about to be so ruthlessly stripped away by Lingxiao.

But he slowly raised his head, his gaze falling on Ling Xiao's calm and unwavering eyes.

Those eyes seemed calm on the surface, but they contained a will to destroy everything, as if if he dared to say "no," Ling Xiao would not hesitate to completely wipe Shengxing Mountain from this world.

In that instant, all the resentment and anger in his heart were extinguished as if doused with a bucket of cold water, turning into a cold despair.

His hands trembled uncontrollably as his fingers struggled to gather magical power.

The magical power flowed like tiny streams, converging and swirling at his fingertips.

Finally, he imprinted a golden contract in the void, radiating the aura of a heavenly oath.

The handwriting on the contract shimmered with a mysterious light, each stroke seemingly containing the power of the rules of heaven and earth, and the content was exactly what Ling Xiao had said!

Finally, his face turned ashen, his eyes filled with pain and despair, and he slowly bit his fingertip.

He had no choice but to sign; he had no other option. He was also frustrated by the powerful Ling Xiao and his two companions. What could he do if he couldn't win?