Although Hong Zifan has been underestimated by the monastic community in recent years, when this name is mentioned, the world will immediately think of his exquisite and unparalleled secret techniques.
Even the path that Hong Zifan cultivated is unique in this era. He has an amazing talent in this path and has reopened the ancient inheritance of Mo Tianfang that has been dusty for a long time.
But just recently, this wonderful pen master failed in the field that he was most proud of in the past.
That kind of defeat had already made him so disheartened that he was willing to die by his opponent's sword and end his life.
A strange look flashed in Yang Di's eyes. Although there have been several conflicts in the past, Yang Di knew in his heart that this person was not acting. A person like Hong Zifan would not admit defeat even if he died in battle, unless he had really lost his faith.
However, this cannot be the reason for Yang Di to stop. I don’t know since when, his sword has become colder than his heart.
Yang Di silently raised his iron sword, preparing to end everything against his enemy, but at this moment, the old men from Mo Tianfang finally couldn't sit still and came forward to plead for mercy.
"Young master, please show mercy!" an uncle of Hong Zifan shouted, with a complex look on his face.
Until now, the elders like them have not been able to escape from the shadow of Hong Zifan's defeat. That result was also a huge blow to them.
But as elders, these people knew very well that Hong Zifan's life was now hanging by a thread, and the descendant himself was already disheartened and decided to die under the sword of his opponent. If they did not come forward, they would only get a bleak ending.
Compared with Hong Zifan's death, accepting the fact of defeat is heavy, but at least it is bearable.
As elders, they still have full confidence in Hong Zifan. After all, the dignified Mr. Miaobi has great prospects with his amazing talent.
Not only the people from Mo Tianfang, but also some senior figures in the monastic community who were present also started to intercede on behalf of Hong Zifan.
"Young man, you have to be merciful and merciful. You have already won, why do you need to kill them all?"
"Master Miaobi has just emerged. If he dies young, it will be a great loss to the monastic world!"
"He is also a disciple of the Immortal Academy after all. He is from the same sect as you..."
Among the powerful people who came forward, there were many elders of wealthy families with very high status. These people had different intentions in speaking out.
Some people really cherish their talents, but there are also some old guys who obviously want to use this to show their goodwill to Mo Tianfang and at the same time try to save Hong Zifan's life, and then recruit this master of Miaobi into their ranks.
Among them, the Tian Clan, Xiling Clan, and Bulao Clan are all very active and intend to recruit Hong Zifan.
But Yang Di's reaction was cold. He looked at those people expressionlessly and said: "Why?"
This sentence left the old men who had spoken just now speechless. Thinking of Yang Di's ruthless actions of killing Wang Qing, Wei Bin and other geniuses just now, some old men secretly gritted their teeth, saying that it was not worth it to stand up for Hong Zifan.
"Master, please don't misunderstand me. We are not going back on our word. Zifan lost to you in a head-on battle. He has indeed lost all the reasons for his life. But for the sake of being a great man in the world, please give him another chance.
"Hong Zifan's uncle moved his mouth a few times and sighed to intercede for Hong Zifan.
At this point, they had no choice but to lower their stance, and several previous examples had proven that it was useless to use force against this young man.
Unexpectedly, before Yang Di could respond, Hong Zifan himself had already taken the lead in rejecting Uncle Clan's kindness. He shook his head and said, "Uncle Six, you don't have to do this, and you don't need him!"
"Zifan..." A group of old people came forward, their eyes were red, and there was no greater sorrow than heartbreak. Hong Zifan's current mood was really depressing.
The clan uncle ignored Hong Zifan's words and continued to intercede with Yang Di, saying: "If the young master lets you go, we are willing to pay double the money for your life!"
There was an uproar all around, and they didn't expect Mo Tianfang to be so decisive, but thinking about it carefully, under the current situation, the possibility of Mo Tianfang rescuing Hong Zifan on the condition of admitting defeat is extremely low.
That kid will retaliate. After a fierce battle, Hong Zifan was defeated by him. How could he give up so easily?
But unexpectedly, Yang Di was a little moved by the conditions offered by Mo Tianfang.
He touched his chin and pondered for a moment, then said with a playful smile: "The attitude is not bad, but your Mr. Miaobi is not an ordinary genius, and his worth is not low!"
The eyelids of the strong men from Mo Tianfang present trembled. In this situation, anyone who hears the word "worth" has the urge to vomit blood.
Originally it was a very meaningful evaluation, but when it came to someone, it turned out to be negative baggage.
The clan uncle took a deep breath, nodded and said with a smile: "What the young master said is absolutely true. Zifan has always performed well, and his talent is rare in ancient times. We do not deny this, and we hope to make an offer!"
"As long as it's not too outrageous, we can discuss it, and I can guarantee that after this incident, Mo Tianfang will not be your enemy again, as everyone present and the director of the hospital can witness." At this time, a very senior member of Mo Tianfang
The Supreme Elder also spoke, and his words were very sincere.
Everyone clicked their tongues, it seemed that Mo Tianfang was really determined to protect Hong Zifan to the end, even at the cost of paying a heavy price.
Yang Di smiled calmly and said: "In my eyes, his worth is at least tens of millions of Spiritual Essence Stones, and double that is twenty million. If my information is correct, that is equivalent to your Mo Tianfang's ten years of peripheral business income.
Got it!"
There was silence all around!
Although many people had already guessed that this guy would be a big talker, they didn't expect that his asking price would be so exaggerated.
Mo Tianfang is a first-class inheritance in the Hundred Thousand Mountains and has a large-scale business in China. However, it is still difficult to bear such a number.
Sure enough, when they heard Yang Di's reported net worth, except for Hong Zifan himself, every Motianfang monk present gritted their teeth. This was not only excessive, it was simply too cruel. The moment he opened his mouth, he wanted to take away their entire sect's ten-year periphery.
Business income!
But unexpectedly, the supreme elder agreed. The old man nodded calmly and said: "Yes, but we must give it at least half a year to operate!"
"Elder!" Hong Zifan turned around and shouted. Naturally, he didn't want to bring such a heavy burden to Mo Tianfang because of himself. Now he just wanted to die!
"Stop talking, I have made up my mind on this matter. I will go and say hello to the owner." The old man waved his hand.
Some old people around him sighed secretly and saw some clues. This old man seemed to compromise easily, but in fact he had a hidden secret.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the two people involved are very unstable in mentality.
As the winner, Yang Di is obviously the stronger one, and any entanglement from Mo Tianfang may make him lose his patience.
As for Hong Zifan, there is also a serious problem. The Miaobi Master suffered a setback and was a little discouraged. At this time, Mo Tianfang showed more decisiveness in that kind of problem, which would also help to save his life. Otherwise, it would be easy to do bad things...
As a smart person, Yang Di is certainly well aware of this. He nodded and said: "I hope that the Immortal Academy will help me supervise the collection of this fee, so that you will not admit it later!"
"As you wish!" Hong Zifan's uncle did not refuse.
Afterwards, Yang Di took back the iron sword, then glanced at the Miaobi Master, and said with a faint smile: "Let's talk about it first, if he can't think about it and kills himself, the account will still be valid!"
Hearing this, a trace of anger flashed across Hong Zifan's brows, but he quickly calmed down.
"I will come to you!" The moment he turned around, Hong Zifan said this seriously.
All the people in Mo Tianfang were sweating for him, but Yang Di kept his word and never cared about that.
In fact, Yang Di didn't have time to pay attention to this at the moment. He was negotiating with the master of the hospital.
"We agreed, you must give me two more drops of Purple Jade Fairy Tears when you go back, and don't deny it," Yang Di said in a serious voice.
Master Yukong and others were all helpless. In fact, the boy who had just teased him gave up so easily, which made it difficult for them to deal with it.
From the perspective of Tianxianyuan, a strange person like Hong Zifan is of great significance, so naturally he should try to stay as much as possible.
On the other side, the eyes of all parties had turned to a handsome and sunny figure after Hong Zifan returned.
With the defeat of Mr. Miaobi, Yan Cheng is undoubtedly becoming more and more eye-catching!
The young man's performance was unexpected again and again, and his momentum was rising, which had vaguely put all parties involved in a gloomy and bleak situation.
In this situation, they need a ruthless person to turn the situation around, and with Hong Zifan's defeat, there are only a handful of such candidates.
Yang Di also cast his eyes over there. To be honest, he knew nothing about this opponent.
Since there is no precise information in the entire monastic world, Yang Di, as an outsider, naturally has few ways to find out the other party's background.
This holy son of the Feather Clan seems to be full of mystery!
But the more this happens, the less likely Yang Di will be careless. In the last confrontation in the Jiugong Mountains, Yan Cheng performed equally amazingly, only finishing second behind him.
But there are some things that Yang Di has always been very self-aware of. With his results in the Jiugong Mountains, he was obviously a little out of control.
Strictly speaking, it was the result of teamwork. Yang Di took advantage of everyone to a large extent. He alone would definitely not be able to harvest so many tokens, nor could he easily counterattack the core disciples.
As for Yan Cheng's performance, the mainstream theory is that all of them are his real achievements. Even though this statement is a bit exaggerated, it is almost the same when you think about it.
Moreover, Yang Di later learned that not all the core disciples who suffered a counterattack in that confrontation were whitewashed by him. Some people actually defeated the core disciples head-on in individual confrontations.
Now it seems that this person should undoubtedly be the genius of the Yu Clan, which further illustrates that Yan Cheng has not yet been promoted to the core seat, but he already has the confidence to defeat those elite senior brothers...
In Yang Di's eyes, this should also be a fierce battle, and the monks from all sides were looking forward to witnessing the true performance of the Holy Son of the Yu Clan.
However, what everyone never expected was that under the gaze of countless eyes, Yan Cheng never left the crowd.
He stood there calm and calm, with a faint smile on his handsome face. After a moment of silence, he responded with laughter: "I give up!"
quiet!
Almost everyone was dumbfounded!
Even Yang Di himself didn't come back to his senses for a long time. What's going on?
It's really surprising that this powerful enemy he has already faced up to is unwilling to fight!
After a few breaths, there was an uproar all around!
"Oh my God! Yan Cheng actually wants to quit. How could this happen?"
"This is impossible, he is the Holy Son of the Yu Clan!"
"It's not just the Holy Son. If he compromises like this, can his Supreme Being agree to it?"
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and Yan Cheng's statement instantly made the place boil. The effect was even more shocking than the previous Yang Di killing several geniuses one after another.
"It's nothing. Within the rules, I can decide whether to take action or not." Faced with doubts from all parties, Yan Cheng smiled calmly, as if he didn't feel any pressure.