Pa!
Yan Bugui slapped the disciple's face and shouted angrily,""What nonsense are you spouting, you little brat?
How could your master misappropriate the sect's items? How dare you slander me? Do you believe that I'll cripple you now?”
After being slapped by Yan Bu Gui, the disciple was dumbfounded and could not come back to his senses for a long time.
He really didn't expect his master to slap his face in public, and moreover, he was so righteous. He had only said the truth, so how did it become slander?
Looking up at the harmonious scene of Xiao Xuan and Zhi Nu in the corner, the disciple felt even more aggrieved.
"Other masters spend so many spirit stones and give them to their disciples without thinking, but their own masters only know how to beat people up without distinguishing between right and wrong.”
"Why can't I have such a good master?
！”
The disciple wailed in his heart. His heart was filled with grievance and envy.
"This Yan Bugui is really not a human. The Heavenly Sword Sect disciple was clearly just reminding him out of goodwill, but he actually flew into a rage out of humiliation and confirmed the fact that he embezzled public funds!”
"Yeah, it's still a Jindan expert who is a teacher. It's simply embarrassing.”
"Sigh, in comparison, that master and disciple pair are much better. I don't know when that girl's fortune came from, but she can actually become the disciple of such a good teacher.”
Pairs of eyes were filled with disdain, and the surrounding spectators were all muttering under their breath, criticizing Yan Bu Gui.
"Alright, you bastards, shut up!”
Listening to those comments pointing fingers at him, Yan Bu Gui was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.
His reputation was ruined by his disciple just like that.
His face was flushed red as he glared at the group of people who accused him and shouted,"This old master can discipline his own disciple however he wants. What does it have to do with trash like you?”
Although the surrounding cultivators were furious, they did not dare to discuss further due to Yan Bugui and the Heavenly Sword Sect. They obediently shut their mouths, each and every one of them as quiet as cicadas in winter.
At this moment, the auctioneer's voice sounded again.
"Vice Sect Leader Yan, I think you should be clear about the rules of the auction. After you bid for the item, you must immediately clear the money and goods. Please make up the difference and stop wasting everyone's time.”
The rules of the auction were the rules of the Heaven's Secret Tower. They could not be broken!
Both the money and goods were happy. If they refused to cash in, they would suffer severe punishment from the Heaven's Secret Tower!
After Yan Bu Gui heard this, he immediately wilted. He cursed the auctioneer in his heart for not giving him face. However, there was nothing he could do now. He could only suppress the anger in his heart and say to the disciple behind him,"Take out all the spirit stones you have on you and make up for the rest!”
Li Muge looked at Yan Bugui mockingly and sneered,""Haha, Brother Yan is indeed the famous miser! It was obvious that he had misused public funds, but now he wanted his disciple to make up for the spirit stones. What a joke. It was really sad for you little brats to have such a master!”
"You…"
Yan Bugui glared at Li Muge. He was filled with regret and wished he could find a hole to hide in.
If he had known that he would bring some spirit stones with him before leaving the mountain, he would not have ended up in such a sorry state today.
This was great. Li Muge had caught hold of her weakness and she had lost a lot of face.
However, it was too late to say anything now. The only thing he could do now was to think of a way to make up for it as soon as possible.
At the thought of this, Yan Bu Gui immediately turned his gaze to the dozen or so disciples behind him.
The moment Yan Bugui's gaze swept past them, they felt a cold killing intent envelop them, causing them to feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave. Their hearts seemed to have stopped beating in an instant.
One by one, they hurriedly took out the spirit stones they carried with them from their storage bags and handed them to the attendant of the auction house.
The servant counted the number and looked up at Yan Bugui,""A total of ninety-nine thousand low-grade spirit stones.”
Yan Bugui frowned and was about to scold him when the disciple behind him hurriedly said,""Master, we've already emptied all the spirit stones on us. We're indeed still short of 1,000 low-grade spirit stones!”
Ever since they left the mountain, the stingy Yan Bugui had not cared about their food, clothing, accommodation, or other necessities. The spirit stones that everyone used were all painstakingly saved up by him. He could not even bear to eat spirit wine or spirit vegetables along the way. How could he have any extra spirit stones on him?
Yan Bugui's expression was uncertain, and he was extremely depressed. However, he did not dare to violate the rules of the auction house. In the end, he could only cup his fists and say to the surrounding people,"Fellow Daoists, I was rash and lost my composure just now. I hope everyone can forgive me. Can you lend me 1,000 low-grade spirit stones to get through this? Consider it that I, Yan Bugui, owe you a favor. After the auction is over, I will definitely return it a hundredfold!”
Before he could finish his sentence, boos came from all around.
Did this Yan Bugui really think that everyone was made of mud and could be manipulated at will?
Just now, he was still angrily scolding everyone for being bastards, but now, he was humbly begging them to lend him spirit stones to repay his debt.
It was really funny!
Those sects and clans were not afraid of offending Yan Bugui, and they did not mind watching the show. They were not moved at all.
As for those itinerant cultivators, they had no sect or sect and had always been despised by these large sects. Now that they had the opportunity to take revenge, they felt extremely happy. How could they help?
As a result, no one was willing to lend a helping hand for a mere 1,000 low-grade spirit stones.
"Master, this is the first time I've heard that the deputy sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, a Golden Elixir realm expert, would actually lower his head and beg for a thousand low-grade spirit stones! What a joke!"
Yan Bu Gui's face was burning with pain, and he was gritting his teeth in hatred.
"Little slut, I won't forgive you!"
For a moment, the entire place was silent. Everyone's gaze was cast towards Yan Bu Gui, their eyes filled with schadenfreude.
Yan Bugui's expression was extremely ugly. He was a dignified fifth level Golden Core expert, but now he had fallen to this state. He really regretted it in his heart.
It was all because of this little bastard!
He glared hatefully at Xiao Xuan, his face twisted and distorted. He looked hideous and terrifying, wishing he could swallow Xiao Xuan alive.
"Little bastard, hurry up and get over here to replenish your spirit stones. Then kowtow and admit your mistake. Perhaps you can still keep your corpse intact. Otherwise, when we leave Falling Cloud City, this old man will definitely let you die without a burial place!”
Hearing Yan Bugui's roar, Xiao Xuan couldn't help but snort coldly. He glanced at him in disdain and said indifferently,""Hehe, I originally wanted to end things with you today. Now, you've delivered yourself to my doorstep.”
"What did you say?
Say it again!"
Yan Bugui's expression was ferocious as he gritted his teeth and stared at Xiao Xuan with a fierce gaze.
"Didn't you hear what I said?
If you're not convinced and want to fight, then I'll fulfill your wish!”
Xiao Xuan stared at Yan Bu Gui fearlessly, his eyes filled with contempt.
Seeing Xiao Xuan's appearance, the surrounding cultivators couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.
This young man was really too arrogant. He actually agreed to the challenge of a fifth level Golden Core expert without hesitation. This was really courting death.
However, this kind of idiotic behavior was admirable.
"Good! Very good! You are very good! When the time comes, I'll let you know how tragic the outcome of offending my Heavenly Sword Sect is!”
Yan Bugui gritted his teeth as he spoke. His eyes were filled with killing intent, making one's hair stand on end.
Xiao Xuan smiled faintly, not thinking much of it.
Neither temptation nor coercion worked.
Yan Bu Gui was in a dilemma, he did not know how to deal with the awkward situation before him.
"Hahaha!"
Li Muge suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly. As he laughed, he said,
"Yan Bugui, when you were so arrogant just now, did you ever think that you would end up like this?
How about this, on account of our many years of friendship, you obediently kneel down and kowtow three times and call this old man grandfather. Perhaps this old man will be merciful and lend you spirit stones. Otherwise, if you delay the balance, the Heaven's Secret Tower's anger is not something that you and the Heaven's Sword Sect can bear.”
Yan Bugui's face darkened when he heard that. He clenched his fists so tightly that they made cracking sounds. His eyes were bloodshot as he roared in anger,""Li Muge, you old man!”
Li Muge was in a good mood and didn't mind. He just sneered and said,""You only have one chance. Don't blame me for not reminding you.”
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