Even though Luo Jianming had been used to seeing strong winds and waves for so many years, this was the first time that he was so frightened by the big mouth of a lion like Ye Qingchen that his heart skipped a few beats.
He has seen people taking advantage of the opportunity to extort money.
I have never seen such ruthless extortion!
Luo Jianming shivered violently all over.
This is not something like gold coins!
The Purple Qi Source Crystal is a life-saving straw that they can use to save the entire sect at a critical moment or bring the entire sect back to life when the sect is on the verge of death!
"What? Sect Master Luo is unwilling?"
Ye Qingchen raised his eyebrows and saw Luo Jianming's hesitation.
Hearing the underlying impatience in Ye Qingchen's tone, Luo Jianming gritted his teeth and said:
"How dare I disobey Mr. Ye's request... It's just that this Purple Qi Source Crystal is too precious. Even though our Xuanjian Sect has been established for a hundred years, we have accumulated very little."
"Besides, these Purple Qi Source Crystals can only be used by my Xuanjian Sect when facing a life-or-death crisis... Taking out three kilograms at once is really..."
Luo Jianming hesitated for a while and then said: "Master Ye, please make another request. As long as my Xuanjian Sect can fulfill it, I, Luo Jianming, will never frown at all!"
"Oh, a life and death crisis? Isn't your Xuanjian Sect facing a life and death crisis now?"
Ye Qingchen sneered and said: "My body has recovered very well now, and I can use the sword last night."
"I think you don't want this sword to fall on your mountain, right?"
Listening to Ye Qingchen's naked threats, Luo Jianming's face turned pale in an instant.
He still remembered the sword energy last night very deeply, and he would never forget it even until the moment he died.
He has no doubt that if the sword struck last night fell on this mountain, it would definitely destroy it to the point where not a single living creature would be left behind!
"Master Ye...you..."
Luo Jianming's lips trembled and he couldn't even say a word.
"What? Do you want to say that I went too far?"
Ye Qingchen said with a smile but not a smile.
Looking at the young face in front of him that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Luo Jianming was so angry that he almost couldn't hold back and wanted to kill him several times.
He suppressed the overwhelming murderous intention in his heart.
He knew that once he really took action, there would no longer be any room for negotiation on the matter.
He would even commit his own life here!
Once the Xuanjian Sect is really destroyed in his hands, how can he have the face to face his ancestors?!
"Master Ye, can't you really be a little more accommodating..."
Luo Jianming almost begged: "How about giving you a pound of this Purple Qi Source Crystal?"
"This is already the biggest bottom line our Xuanjian Sect can offer."
"Only a pound?"
Ye Qingchen sneered: "Do I look so easy to dismiss?"
Luo Jianming choked immediately.
Before he could continue to speak, Ye Qingchen's body flashed with lightning and he suddenly disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, he appeared in the sky above Luo Jianming and others.
In his hand, he held the pale sword.
boom!
Around him, clanging sword energy suddenly erupted!
Seeing this scene, Luo Jianming and others felt like they were dead.
"Etc., etc!"
Luo Jianming and others flew up in panic and stood in front of Ye Qingchen.
"Master Ye! If you have something to say, let's talk about it. We can continue talking..."
"Oh? So you agree?"
Ye Qingchen's mouth curled up in a playful smile.
Luo Jianming: "..."
At this moment, he hesitated again.
However, just at this moment of hesitation, Ye Qingchen's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the Yu Cang Sword in his hand suddenly raised a large amount of sword energy!
"Stop, stop!"
Luo Jianming was startled, and nodded frantically: "I agree! I agree to your request!"
Hearing this, Ye Qingchen was not in a hurry to take back those sword energy.
He looked at Luo Jianming coldly and said calmly: "I will give you a quarter of an hour to hand over three kilograms of purple energy source crystals."
"Once it exceeds one second, you won't be able to see the sun tomorrow."
The threat Ye Qingchen said made Luo Jianming and others tremble severely.
"Zong, sect master... what should we do?"
An elder sent a trembling voice and asked: "Do we really... want to hand over three kilograms of purple energy source crystals?"
"But three kilograms of Purple Qi Source Crystal... is really too much!"
"Once this is handed over, it will definitely halt the development of our sect in the next hundred years!"
Listening to the constant noise in his ears, Luo Jianming felt more and more frustrated and angry.
"Shut up, everyone!"
"If you don't hand it over quickly, are you all waiting to be wiped out by that sword?!"
"Which is more important now, the Purple Qi Source Crystal, or is it more important to keep the sect?!"
"If the Purple Qi Source Crystal is gone, we can still think of ways to save more."
"But if the sect is gone, how can we save so much purple energy crystals?!"
Luo Jianming's angry words made all the elders look at each other, not daring to say a single word of rebuttal.
"Sect Leader Luo really knows the general picture."
Luo Jianming lost his composure and did not send the message back, but shouted these words in front of Ye Qingchen.
Therefore, Ye Qingchen heard everything without missing a word.
He clapped his hands with a hint of appreciation, smiled slightly and said, "Then, please move quickly."
"Within a quarter of an hour, I want to see those three kilograms of purple energy crystals!"
The major elders of Xuanjian Sect looked at each other, and finally two elders quickly returned to the mountain.
A quarter of an hour is not a long time.
But in the perception of Luo Jianming and others who were suffering, it seemed as long as countless springs and autumns.
"Why don't these two old immortals come down..."
Luo Jianming also looked at the mountain nervously, and at the same time, he was wary of Ye Qingchen's terrifying sword strike last night.
Ye Qingchen was quite free and looked at the scenery on the mountain with a smile.
Shortly after.
The two elders who returned to the mountain flew down without stopping.
One of the elders held a Qiankun Ring in both hands and gritted his teeth and said:
"Zong, sect leader... three kilograms of purple energy source crystals... are all in here."
When he said these words, his heart was bleeding.
Three kilograms...a whole three kilograms!
Since the establishment of Xuanjian Sect, they have only accumulated more than three kilograms of purple energy crystals.
Now that they have handed it over, the remaining purple energy crystals they have are almost as good as none.
Luo Jianming was not much better.
When he took the Qiankun Ring, his eyes were full of deep hesitation and strong reluctance.
This was perhaps the most intense psychological struggle he had ever had in his life.
The result is obvious, he lost.
"Ye, Mr. Ye...here are three kilograms of purple energy crystals...please take a look."
When Luo Jianming said these words, his lips were trembling.
He carefully pushed Qiankunjie over with his true energy.
With that posture, he was afraid that the Qiankun Ring would suddenly fall.
Ye Qingchen took the Qiankun Ring, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and a satisfied smile suddenly appeared on his face.
Three kilograms of Purple Qi Source Crystal...no more, no less, just right.
"Hehehe, Sect Leader Luo is interested."
Ye Qingchen put this Qiankun Ring directly into his own Qiankun Ring, with a smile on his face.
"I believe that your Xuanjian Sect will work harder to develop without these three kilograms of purple energy source crystals in the future."
Without these three kilograms of Purple Qi Source Crystal, you will work harder to develop?
The elders of Xuanjian Sect were suddenly trembling with anger.
If you have not experienced how to develop a power, how can you know the bitterness and suffering involved?
This guy... can stand and talk without pain in his back!
However, Luo Jianming seemed less out of sorts.
It seemed that after losing these three kilograms of Purple Qi Source Crystal, he also completely lost some kind of spiritual support.
"Master Ye...now that you have fulfilled your request...can you let me, Xuanjian Sect, go?"
He spoke feebly, as if he were dying.
It can be seen from this that the loss of these three kilograms of Purple Qi Source Crystal was a huge blow to him.
Looking at the ashen Luo Jianming in front of him, Ye Qingchen didn't feel any guilt in his heart.
There was still a satisfied smile on his face.
"Well, you're quite obedient, so I'll let you go today."
Putting away Yucang Sword, Ye Qingchen turned around and said: "I hope that no one from your Xuanjian Sect will provoke me again in the future."
"Otherwise, next time it won't be as simple as asking you to hand over three kilograms of purple energy source crystals."
As soon as the words fell, his figure quickly disappeared.
Seeing Ye Qingchen disappear from their sight, the elders of Xuanjian Sect and others breathed a sigh of relief, as if they were surviving a disaster.
"The sect... was finally saved..."
Luo Jianming stared at the sky blankly.
But the price of keeping the sect... was too high to bear.
"puff!!"
Suddenly, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes went black, and he finally passed out completely.
If only I could give him another chance.
He would never choose to provoke Ye Qingchen.
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Wuhuang Kingdom.
Flame Ghost Gate.
In the main hall, many old men wearing fiery red robes gathered together.
All eyes were focused on a middle-aged man sitting on the main seat.
The middle-aged man's eyes fell on Li Youcheng, who looked frightened.
"According to what you said, it is very possible that Su Ming... died at the hands of that boy who only had the cultivation level of Soaring Realm?"
The middle-aged man said leisurely.
Li Youcheng did not dare to speak.
This is just his guess.
But his guess seemed to everyone here to be simply too absurd.
How could a young man in the Soaring Realm kill a tenth-level king?
"Clan Master, could it be that Xia Qingyao..."
An elder tried to make a sound.
The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "Although the Qiandao Granny beside Xia Qingyao has the extremely terrifying 'Sen Luo Thousand Swords Formation', her cultivation level is comparable to that of Su Ming."
"It's basically impossible for her to kill Su Ming."
After a pause, his eyes fell on Li Youcheng again.
"Cheng'er, Su Ming really thinks that boy is probably a descendant of the Ye family?"
"I'm not sure...but Elder Leng said it's nine out of ten."
The middle-aged man fell silent and closed his eyes.
His fingers tapped lightly on the handle of the chair, and the rhythmic sound echoed throughout the main hall.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and a calm voice sounded in the empty main hall.
"In that case, let's do it first...'kill with a borrowed knife'."
"Tell 'those people' about that kid and his whereabouts. I believe they will be very interested..."