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Chapter 74: No money? Beat him. Pay him? Beat him anyway.

Xuanqing and the other two turned around and left. No matter how the Seventh Elder behind them called out to them, they did not stop walking. The Seventh Elder hurried forward to block their way and finally pulled them back after much persuasion.

After Xuan Qing sat down, he said in a calm tone, "Don't try to cause me any trouble and then compensate me. I don't trust you, just like you don't trust us. Let's be practical."

Seeing Xuanqing's cowardly appearance, the Seventh Elder knew that he would not be able to succeed without showing some real sincerity. He took the voice stone and spoke a few words into it. After a while, four people flew towards this side from a distance.

Seeing this, Xuan Qing jokingly asked, "What? Do you really want to take me down here?"

"Fellow Daoist, you are joking. Didn't I see the names of these people in your letter? It can be regarded as a small token of sincerity from our Lingjian Sect." The Seventh Elder said with a smile.

When the four men came closer, Ye Xingchen, who was standing aside, was shaking his fingers. If his black clothes were not loose, the other party would have noticed his intention. Fortunately, the other party's attention was all on Xuanqing.

As for the four people who came from afar, the two women and one man were Ye Xingchen's parents and sister.

"Fellow Daoist, these three people are the compensation mentioned in your letter. Of course, this is only a part of it. As long as you can retreat today, I will take the initiative to give you 20% of the compensation after three days. What do you think?" asked the Seventh Elder with a flattering smile.

Xuan Qing stroked his chin and nodded slowly, "Well, it sounds pretty good."

Hearing this, the Seventh Elder's face lit up with joy. Just as he was about to speak, Xuan Qing immediately continued, "Fifty percent! As long as you can agree to give us fifty percent compensation in advance, I will go back and take everyone from Qingfeng Pavilion away."

The Seventh Elder, who had a happy look on his face just now, suddenly stopped. He wanted to speak but didn't know what to say. Seeing him like this, Xuan Qing stopped talking nonsense and stood up and left. Ye Xingchen, who was dressed in black, was so anxious that he wanted to shout out loud, but Xiao Yichen grabbed his wrist.

"Fellow Daoist, don't go yet. I have to go back to the sect to discuss this matter. Please don't leave yet." As he said this, he stepped forward and pulled Xuanqing back.

After the three of them came back, the Seventh Elder winked at the man behind him. The man nodded and pushed Ye Xingchen's relatives forward. Then the Seventh Elder said:

"Fellow Daoist, please take these three people back first. It will be considered as a token of our sincerity. As for the 50% compensation you mentioned, it is really a bit too much. Can you reduce it?"

Xuan Qing glanced at the three people standing in the center and smiled contemptuously: "At most 10%, this is the final bottom line. When you have made up your mind, come to me." After that, he gestured to Xiao Yichen. He didn't dare to let Ye Xingchen go up. If he was too nervous and revealed some flaws, it would be bad if the other party realized the importance of those three people.

He didn't think that the Lingjian Sect was completely unprepared. It seemed that there were only a few of them nearby, but Xuanqing was sure that there were at least three more elders of the Lingjian Sect hiding around, because he did the same thing. Qingfeng Pavilion also hid several elders in secret. Both sides knew it well and kept it tacitly.

After Xiao Yichen brought the people back, he found that their senses were blocked and they could not see or hear anything. Xuan Qing nodded at him, indicating that he could solve the problem.

After confirming the safety of the hostages, Xuan Qing nodded lightly, nodded to the Seventh Elder, and led everyone back. The rest depended on whether the Lingjian Sect was willing to pay 40% compensation.

After returning to the inn in the small town, Ye Xingchen could no longer hold back and immediately ran to the three of them. At this moment, his eyes were full of tears.

"Dad, Mom, and sister, I'm sorry for making you suffer. It's my fault that I didn't come to save you until now." As he said this, he hugged the three people in front of him.

Xiao Yichen pulled him aside and said with a smile, "Don't cry yet. Your parents and sister's senses are sealed. They can't hear you even if you cry. Let Master unseal them first."

Hearing this, Ye Xingchen raised his head, tears and snot still on his face. He took a step back awkwardly and said, "If you hadn't told me earlier, you would have cried in vain. They didn't see it."

Xuan Qing slowly walked to the three people, mobilized the spiritual energy in his body and attacked them. After more than ten minutes, he slowly retracted it.

The three of them opened their eyes almost at the same time. The man saw the white-bearded old man in front of him, plus the two men in black beside him, and said with horror:

"Don't come over here. If you torture my wife and children again, I will commit suicide. I am the only one who knows where Chen'er went. If you still want that magic weapon, let them go." As he said that, the man subconsciously protected his wife and children behind him. The scar on his chest was so shocking that it was hard to imagine what kind of torture he had suffered.

In contrast, although Ye Xingchen's mother and sister also had scars on their bodies, they were mostly superficial injuries and were well protected.

Seeing the scar on his father's chest, Ye Xingchen, who was standing by, could no longer bear it. He took off his mask and knelt down in despair: "Dad, Mom, I am unfilial. I came too late and made you suffer so much."

When the three of them saw Ye Xingchen's face clearly, they were all shocked. Then, as if they thought of something, the little girl reacted first and threw herself into Ye Xingchen's arms.

"Brother, Dad, Mom, it was my brother who came to save us. I told you that he would not abandon us and run away alone." As she spoke, she could no longer control her tears and flowed down.

Her mother stepped forward and hugged Ye Xingchen in her arms, saying painfully, "My son Chen..."

Ye Xingchen's father looked at the scene before him, and his nose couldn't help but feel sore, but he quickly suppressed it. He walked to Xuanqing's side and bowed respectfully: "Benefactor..."

Before he could finish his words, Xuan Qing waved his hand, then pulled Xiao Yichen out of the room, leaving the family to have a good time together.

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Arriving outside the inn, Xiao Yichen walked beside Xuan Qing and asked, "Master, what if the Spirit Sword Sect doesn't compensate us?"

"Don't give it to me? Then I'll beat you." Xuan Qing answered without hesitation.

"What if we give it to you? With so many rare treasures, will the sect really refuse?" Xiao Yichen asked again.

Hearing this, Xuan Qing said with a smile: "Why are you asking? You will know when the time comes."

The two of them just strolled along the street, chatting with each other as they walked around the town.

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At dawn the next day, the Lingjian Sect was already filled with cultivators, all of them filled with murderous intent and surrounding the place.

Ning Feiyang, the leader of Lingjian Sect, flew above the sect gate, followed closely by a group of elders in the Concentration Realm. They confronted the powerful men from the five major sects outside the mountain gate, but they were completely at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.

"My fellow Taoists, is there really no possibility of reconciliation regarding today's incident?" Ning Feiyang said in a cold tone.

"Haha? Reconciliation? Why didn't you think of reconciliation when you were planning to annex our sect?"

"That's right, Ning Feiyang, let me tell you this: today, either we destroy your Spirit Sword Sect, or you pay us the compensation we demanded. It's your choice."

Listening to the shouts of fighting and killing around him, Ning Feiyang frowned again and again, and looked towards the team belonging to the Qingfeng Pavilion camp. After finding Xuan Qing's figure, he said in a voice transmission: "Friend Xuan, are you really not going to consider it?"

Xuan Qing, who received the voice transmission, raised his eyebrows and replied, "We made it very clear last night. If you can't give us what we want, then we'll fight."

After the voice transmission was cut off, Ning Feiyang's expression was very ugly. He told the rumor to the Seventh Elder from yesterday. After receiving the news, the Seventh Elder quietly withdrew from the crowd and flew towards the sect. There were too many people present and no one noticed him at all.

"Stop wasting time. Are you going to agree or not? Give me your answer." Someone else shouted, and the same question was asked one after another around him.

At this moment, a voice came from a distance: "On behalf of Sect Master Ning, I refuse."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a large group of cultivators rushing towards them. They were the allies of the Lingjian Sect.

"Damn it, if you don't agree, just say so earlier. Disciples of the Wudao Sect, listen to my orders, kill..."

As the words fell, a war was about to break out. Lights of various colors flashed, spells intertwined together, and disciples from the nine major sects, dressed in their respective sect uniforms, roared and rushed into the battlefield.

The first to bear the brunt of the attack were the disciples of the Wudao Sect, who were the first to launch the attack. They waved various weapons in the air, turning them into sharp rays of light and rushing straight into the enemy camp.

The scene was in chaos. The disciples of Qingfeng Pavilion gathered together at this moment, working together to resist the enemies in front. Xiao Yichen was among them. He wanted to rush out to look for someone, but after seeing the horror on the battlefield, he didn't dare to be the first to step out.

At this moment, the sound transmission stones in the arms of all the disciples vibrated at the same time, sending out a signal to retreat immediately. This made all the disciples a little confused. Why did they have to retreat when it had just begun?

But they could not disobey the sect's orders and retreated one after another. Fortunately, the other party seemed to have received some notice and did not stop them too much. They let them go after a few words.

After the disciples arrived at the location designated by the sound transmission stone, they saw two elders from Qingfeng Pavilion waiting for them. Behind them were piles of blood-stained clothes, including those from Lingjian Sect, Jieli Valley, Jueqing Sect, and Meiyu Sect. In short, except for the clothes from Qingfeng Pavilion, they had all the others. It looked like they had just been stripped off the corpses.

Before the disciples could ask questions, they heard one of the elders shout:

"Hurry up, everyone! Change your clothes and go back to fight! Hurry up...don't delay anything."

At this time, a disciple asked in confusion:

"Elder, why are we changing clothes?"

Hearing this, the elder chuckled.

"We have accepted bribes, so we can no longer participate in the war under the name of Qingfeng Pavilion. We need to save our reputation."