I, the number one boorish scholar of the scholarly faction, was stunned at the beginning.
16 You’ve roamed the martial world for decades, yet you’re still so naive?

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"Look, Xiaoyun is my disciple.”

"My disciple has no enmity with you in the past, but because of her special constitution, she was chased by you everywhere, causing her physical and mental injuries that are difficult to erase.”

"You have to compensate me for this, right?”

"Ah?"

Taoist Baisang was stunned and quickly said,""Good, good, good. What compensation does Young Master want?”

"You were the one who started the trouble. You should be the one to make up for it.”

Taoist Baisang took out a stack of silver notes and a porcelain bottle.

"Young hero, I have 30,000 taels of silver here and three Breeze Dew Pills that can increase internal strength for ten years.”

Good heavens, he was actually so rich?

What did one tael of silver mean?

Its purchasing power was equivalent to 1,000 yuan!

Thirty thousand taels was not a small amount!

In this world, it was different from martial arts novels. Those martial artists could casually take out thousands or tens of thousands of taels.

Some martial arts experts might not even be able to earn 30,000 taels in their lifetime!

Silver was a good thing no matter what era it was.

In the pugilistic world, people fought and killed each other. Wasn't it all about benefits?

Ye Zhengwen took the silver notes and the porcelain bottle and asked with a frown,""You've been running amok in the martial world for so many years, and this is all you've accumulated?”

"No, no, no. There are other treasures in my dojo. If young master likes them, you can choose them at will.”

"How far is your training hall from here?" Ye Zhengwen asked.”

"Three hundred kilometers."

Hearing this, Ye Zhengwen's lips curled into a smile.

Fortunately, he did not kill him immediately, or else he would not be able to get the things in his dojo.

"Let's go to your training hall."

Ye Zhengwen brought up Taoist Baisun and asked about the route. Then, he said to Qiao Feng,""Brother Qiao, I'll be back soon."

After saying that, he immediately spread out his body and circulated his Swimming Skill as he rushed into the distance.

In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared from the sight of Qiao Feng, Guo Dalu, and the others.

Qiao Feng was once again amazed by Ye Zhengwen's lightness skill.

"What a handsome movement technique!"

As for Guo Dalu?

Even now, he still did not understand what had happened.

He scratched his head and looked at Qiao Feng, asking,""Everything was fine. Why did you suddenly start fighting?”

………………….

Ye Zhengwen carried Taoist Baisun and ran.

A distance of three hundred miles was neither far nor near.

For ordinary people, they would need a few days to complete the journey.

However, for Ye Zhengwen, it was only an hour at most.

Taoist Baisen's training ground was located in a deep valley called Shanggu Mountain.

As soon as they arrived, the Taoist Baisun pointed to a Taoist temple in front of them and said,""Young Master, we're here."

Ye Zhengwen frowned slightly.”

"Not really. It's just that I was adopted by a Daoist when I was young. When I grew up, I became a Daoist.”

I said it.

How did Taoism produce a scum like you?

The two of them entered the Taoist temple. As the Baisang Daoist led Ye Zhengwen to the treasure vault, he asked with a flattering smile,""Young Master, if this old man can compensate you, you will let me live, right?”

"Don't worry, we scholarly disciples are the most reasonable.”

"Thank you, Young Master. Thank you, Young Master."

Daoist Baisang rejoiced in his heart that he had encountered the scholarly faction.

Although this scholar was terrifyingly strong, he was still a scholar.

Scholarly scholars were ultimately timid.

If it was someone else, how could he live?

As they spoke, the two of them arrived at the entrance of the treasure house. Taoist Baisen opened the mechanism.

Creak...

The heavy stone door slowly opened, revealing all kinds of treasures that glowed with a strange light.

Pointing at the rare treasures inside, Priest Baisang said generously,""Young Master, please choose whatever you want."

Ye Zhengwen smiled, his smile was so bright that it made his hair stand on end…

"Young Master, you, what are you laughing at?”

"I'm laughing at how you're still so na?ve after ruling the martial world for decades.”

"To think that you're a villain."

"Do you know that our scholarly faction has a saying,'Repaying evil with good'?”

Priest Baisen nodded blankly."I know. Doesn't this mean that if someone offends the scholarly faction, you will use your own moral character to influence the other party?”

"Wrong."

"The so-called 'repaying evil with good', is to use the Virtue Sword to take revenge for this grudge!”

Clang!

With a light cry, the De Sword was unsheathed!

A cold light flashed across Priest Baisun's throat!

Blood splattered like a fountain!

Holding his throat, Priest Baisang couldn't stop the blood from spurting out through his fingers.

He looked at Ye Zhengwen in disbelief. Before he died, he opened his mouth as if he was asking," Why did you lie to me?"

Unfortunately, he could no longer make a sound…

Ye Zhengwen chuckled, sheathed his sword, and walked into the treasury.

Looking at the dazzling array of treasures in front of him, Ye Zhengwen sighed inwardly.

After all, he was a villain who had been running amok for many years.

He actually plundered so many good things?

However, they were now all his!

Tier 4 spirit herb, Ink Leaf Lotus, put it away!

A rare and precious lapis lazuli?

This thing is worth at least nine thousand taels of silver. Keep it!

And this, this…

Put them all away!

Not long after, Ye Zhengwen had already emptied out the treasure vault.

His ten cubic meters of system space was almost full…

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