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The entire person froze in place, and it was only at this moment that Beitang Mo realized that whether or not he returned to the Heavenly Dragon Sect to inform the sect leader, the victor of the conflict between Yuxu Palace and Heavenly Dragon Sect seemed to have already been determined.
The development of a sect cannot rely solely on its deep foundations; to a large extent, the strength of its disciples is what truly affects the future prosperity of the sect. In this regard, the Heavenly Dragon Sect, with its few Golden Core Stage disciples, had undoubtedly already lost to Yuxu Palace.
'This place is not suitable for staying long...'
Knowing that he could not turn the tide on stage, Beitang Mo's face darkened as if it were about to drip water. His feet involuntarily took a small step back, clearly wanting to leave first. However, he did not think carefully; since Yu Wuxia dared to lay all of Yuxu Palace's hidden strength before him, how could they let him leave so easily?
Before Beitang Mo could make his escape, a gentle breeze swept by, and without any visible movement from Yu Wuxia, he appeared behind Beitang Mo in an instant. A hand even rested on Beitang Mo's shoulder as he whispered in his ear, "Elder Bei, you are one of the elders of Heavenly Dragon Sect; do you really intend to leave like this?"
"What do you want!"
Without even having the chance to turn around, Beitang Mo felt as if he were being targeted by a venomous snake the moment Yu Wuxia placed his hand on his shoulder. His voice inevitably lost some confidence.
"Elder Bei, you really know how to joke. Didn't I already say it earlier? Since you dared to slander my disciples from Yuxu Palace, you must give me an explanation today!"
Standing behind Beitang Mo, although Yu Wuxia wore a smile on his face, at some point, a short sword had appeared in his right hand. It was completely black and reflected no light at all, clearly prepared to prevent Beitang Mo from taking action. However, to others, Yu Wuxia seemed as friendly as an old acquaintance at that moment, showing no hint of murderous intent.
In contrast, upon hearing Yu Wuxia's voice near his ear and feeling the sensation he brought with him, even though Beitang Mo still had some fighting spirit left, he no longer had the heart to resist. He quickly took off a Spatial Ring from his right hand and said without looking back, "Fine, I understand your meaning. This ring contains several Flying Swords I once used; consider it my apology to your esteemed sect. I hope this will satisfy you, Jade Master."
"Flying Sword?"
Knowing that the Flying Sword used by Beitang Mo was undoubtedly a top-tier item, Yu Wuxia leaned forward. Upon seeing the ancient Spatial Ring in Beitang Mo's hand, he discreetly took the ring before continuing to speak near Beitang Mo's ear, "Well then, considering your sincerity, Elder Bei, I will accept your apology to Yuxu Palace. Now we need to discuss how you plan to handle the matter of wronging Ye Huan."
"What?!"
Shocked, Beitang Mo turned his head. The first thing he noticed was the half-smile on Yu Wuxia's face. He couldn't understand why, despite having already expressed his stance on the matter, Yu Wuxia continued to pursue it. Did Yu Wuxia truly want his life? After carefully recalling their previous conversation, Beitang Mo felt frustrated when he realized that what he had just said while preparing to hand over the Spatial Ring had no connection to Ye Huan; it was merely an apology for offending Yuxu Palace. In other words, this Spatial Ring was simply Beitang Mo's compensation for offending Yuxu Palace. To resolve the slander against Ye Huan, he would have to pay a hefty price to Yu Wuxia.
'That old fellow is playing word games with me; damn it, you are ruthless...'
His heart bled at the thought. If given the chance, Beitang Mo would love to flay Yu Wuxia alive. But right now, compensating for the slander against Ye Huan was his top priority.
What should he give Ye Huan? If he gave something that Ye Huan couldn't use, it wouldn't be a problem. But if he happened to give him a treasure that Ye Huan desperately needed, wouldn't that just create another formidable enemy for Heavenly Dragon Sect?
Turning his gaze back to Ye Huan, Beitang Mo saw him smile slightly as they made eye contact. This only fueled Beitang Mo's resentment toward Ye Huan. However, under the current circumstances, if he didn't make some sort of 'gesture' regarding the slander against Ye Huan, he would probably not be able to leave this place today.
"Um..."
After hesitating for a long time, Beitang Mo took out another Spatial Ring from his robe. However, judging by the unwilling expression on his face, it was clear that this ring contained a top-quality treasure. Even if it wasn't anything extraordinary, it had to be a very difficult-to-forge Flying Sword. Moreover, Spatial Rings were rare items in Eastern State.
Yu Wuxia snatched the Spatial Ring from Beitang Mo's hand without giving him a chance to finish speaking. He immediately uttered two words that nearly drove Beitang Mo mad: "Thank you..." After that, Yu Wuxia turned and walked toward Ye Huan. Halfway there, as if remembering something, he turned back and stared at Beitang Mo for a moment before adding, "By the way, Elder Bei, if there's nothing else, you can leave now. You are not welcome here..."
"I... I %$!"
Unable to contain his anger any longer, Beitang Mo cursed out loud. However, it seemed he could only vent his dissatisfaction verbally in place. If he were truly forced to challenge Yuxu Palace alone, he didn't have the courage to do so.
"Wait! I will find a way to get the Sect Master to help me take revenge!"
A pair of eyes filled with resentment, after taking a tumble, Beitang Mo was much more cautious. He stomped his foot and quickly left, thinking of getting the Sect Master of the Heavenly Dragon Sect to help him regain his honor. This showed that he, as an elder of the Heavenly Dragon Sect, was nothing more than a treacherous little man. As Beitang Mo's figure gradually faded into the distance, Yu Wuxia, who had previously been excitedly holding two Spatial Rings, suddenly slowed his pace significantly. If one looked closely, it was easy to notice that the corners of Yu Wuxia's mouth were slightly upturned, clearly showing a hint of disdain.
"Elder Yu, are you really going to let Beitang Mo leave like this?"
Having clearly observed everything that had just happened, Ye Huan slowly approached Yu Wuxia and quietly asked while his gaze drifted towards the already departed Beitang Mo. However, after waiting for a while without hearing Yu Wuxia's response, he turned his head and immediately received a smack on the back of his head. Then he heard Yu Wuxia scold him, "How many times have I told you? Call me Sect Master, don't call me old man!"
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