NOVEL WEB Chapter 120: Sneak Attack
The expression on Beishan's face immediately changed, and he tentatively spoke, "What ratio are you looking for?"
Su Chen calmly replied, "10 to 1."
"What?!"
Upon hearing this ratio, a hint of anger appeared on Beishan's rough and bold face.
"Su Chen, you've gone too far!"
Su Chen paid no attention to him. The value of these spirit stones, if made into Law Weapons, far exceeded the heavy armor of the Beishan Sect.
"If we can't come to an agreement, then please leave, Sect Master Beishan!"
Beishan's face darkened.
"Fine! Su Chen, I'll remember this!"
Su Chen smiled.
He made a gesture of invitation and said, "I don't think Sect Master Beishan needs me to see you off, right?"
Beishan's face looked ugly. He snorted coldly and then flew away from Veiled Spirit Peak.
In the following days, Su Chen led his disciples to eliminate almost all the monsters in the surrounding area. Even in places several dozen miles away from Veiled Spirit Sect, the monsters disappeared.
Su Chen also took the opportunity to accumulate a large number of demon cores. These demon cores were precious resources. If Su Chen wanted to, they could meet the refining requirements of all the disciples of Veiled Spirit Sect and still have plenty left.
The strength of Veiled Spirit Sect caused many small sects within a thousand miles to come and seek refuge. Beishan saw all of this.
Above the Beishan Sect, Beishan's face was cold.
Standing beside him was an old man with white hair, but he had a radiant appearance.
The sharpness between his eyebrows and eyes was definitely not something an ordinary old man could possess.
He was the Elder of the Beishan Sect, and his strength had reached the terrifying Primordial Yang Realm, Sixth Layer. He was truly the hidden trump card of the Beishan Sect.
"What do you think?"
"Su Chen, a young cultivator, dares to be so arrogant. I will definitely make him pay the price."
Beishan's gaze was sinister as he looked into the distance, his thoughts unknown.
...
In the Three Thousand Worlds.
In the vast expanse of white, a tall man appeared in the white space.
The man had a slender figure and was extremely attractive. He wore a white robe that accentuated his unparalleled beauty.
The man walked slowly forward, then suddenly raised his gaze, and his eyes became exceptionally sharp.
An old man appeared in front of the man.
The old man had white hair, but his eyes carried a hint of gentleness. On his kind face, no one could see what he was thinking.
The man walked up barefoot and asked, "Have you chosen the successor in the mortal realm?"
The old man's eyebrows twitched, and he chuckled.
"I just think that person in the mortal realm has the qualifications to enter the Three Thousand Worlds!"
"Oh?"
A hint of surprise appeared in the man's eyes.
"It's rare for someone to receive such high praise from you."
The old man smiled, "As a member of the divine race, why are you interested in this?"
The man frowned, "Didn't an invasion by the demon race happen in the mortal realm? I came here specifically to ask what happened."
The old man waved his hand.
"We shouldn't interfere in the affairs of the mortal realm."
"Besides, for matters concerning the demon race, you should ask those who have become gods in the demon realm!"
"I will naturally inquire about the demon realm's affairs. We must investigate the places where the demon realm and the human realm are connected."
After the man finished speaking, he said no more.
The old man chuckled and advised, "Let the mortal realm handle its own affairs!"
The man coldly snorted.
"Don't think I don't know about the person you planted in the mortal realm."
The old man laughed heartily and said no more.
The man quickly disappeared, and the old man walked out of the white space.
Then, the scenery around the old man suddenly changed and turned into a picturesque Peach Blossom Spring.
The surrounding scenery was extremely beautiful, and even when the old man walked among it, nothing changed. It seemed that everything was illusory, yet truly existed.
That day, not far away, a man in a white robe suddenly appeared.
The man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, with a softness that seemed unrelated to worldly matters between his brows and eyes. He was the powerful member of the Divine Clan that the old man had spoken to two days ago.
A wry smile appeared at the corner of the old man's mouth. Very few people could enter his state of mind, but this white-robed man happened to be one of them.
The man in the white robe smiled and walked over.
"The invasion of the demon clan into the human realm is causing some trouble."
"But the person you chose does indeed have some potential."
"Hahaha!"
The old man burst into laughter.
"Weren't you blaming me for handing over the Dragon Spring Sword back then?"
The man in the white robe glanced at the old man.
"I was afraid that an unqualified person would insult the Dragon Spring Sword."
The old man asked, "So what's the answer now?"
"It's passable, barely."
The old man smiled.
The expression on the man in the white robe suddenly became serious.
"You must have your own plans for giving the Tao Te Ching and the Dragon Spring Sword to someone in the mortal realm!"
"What do you think of the members of the Divine Clan in the heavens?"
The old man also became serious.
The man in the white robe's expression changed, and he looked at the old man.
"Don't worry, unless I want to, no one can enter my state of mind, except for you."
"The people of the Divine Clan are not friendly towards those who come up from the small world Ascension."
The old man said, "These people of the Divine Clan are not as simple as you think."
The old man looked at the man in the white robe.
"Do you know why there are the fewest members of the human race among those who Ascend to the upper realm?"
"The Heavenly Gate of the human realm has been closed, so the cultivation speed of cultivators in the human realm is extremely slow. That's why there are very few people from the human realm who can break through to the upper realm."
"So you want to break these rules?"
The old man nodded.
"I don't believe that the closure of the Heavenly Gate is a natural occurrence."
"There must be people from the Divine Realm involved."
"Our strength is definitely not enough to resist the current Divine Clan, so I'm placing my hopes on the mortal realm."
The man in the white robe nodded.
"How long does he still need to Ascend?"
The old man smiled.
"There is still a long time. Right now, that kid is in the lowest realm of the Three Thousand Small Worlds. It will take a long time for him to enter the Three Thousand Great Worlds."
"For now, the layout of the Three Thousand Great Worlds will not change. Let's make our mark in this Three Thousand Great Worlds!"
...
In a spirit stone storage area of the Veiled Spirit Sect, disciples of the Veiled Spirit Sect were busy moving spirit stones.
Suddenly, a surge of spiritual energy rose from not far away.
Then, countless figures suddenly appeared nearby.
Leading them was a middle-aged man.
An extremely powerful aura burst forth from the middle-aged man, followed by the roar of wild beasts in the surroundings.
North Mountain's eyes turned cold as he looked around.
"Kill them all! Take all the spirit stones here!"