Chapter 225: Yuan Mansion

Pin-drop silence!

The grand hall was utterly silent, all because of Xu Xiaoshou's sudden move.

"Xian Tian Jian Yi..."

Jiang Bianyan stared blankly, discerning from this single technique, "Man as Sword," just how profound Xu Xiaoshou's comprehension of sword intent was.

This level of mastery clearly wasn't that of someone who had just stepped into Xian Tian Jian Yi; it was plainly the result of years of immersion and cultivation.

But...

"Xian Tian Rou Shen coupled with Jian Yi—how could he have had the time to master both at once?"

"This kid must be an old wolf disguised in a young sheep's skin!"

It wasn't surprising that Jiang Bianyan harbored such suspicions, for it was truly astonishing that these two incredibly difficult areas to cultivate had appeared in a single person.

Ye Xiaotian and Qiao Qianzhi exchanged a smile.

To outsiders, this was indeed shocking news, but they were already accustomed to it.

Moreover, Xu Xiaoshou's most terrifying aspect wasn't his deceptively strong combat power, but his bizarre behavior, always full of tricks.

This victory had come so swiftly that, truthfully, it was somewhat beyond their expectations.

They had anticipated Cheng Xingchu would lose, but losing so completely was truly unforeseeable!

"Ah—"

The sword energy that had pierced Cheng Xingchu lasted only a few breaths before Xu Xiaoshou amicably withdrew it, leaving the young man on the other side with eyes bulging in fury.

"Three seniors, I suppose this seated discussion has concluded."

Xu Xiaoshou asked, "If there are no other performances you require from me, I shall take my leave?"

Performance...

Cheng Xingchu let out a "pfft" and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Received curse, passive value, 1."

This time, Xu Xiaoshou was startled.

"Is it that serious?"

"I didn't even use any force..."

"You!" Cheng Xingchu clutched his chest, his eyes nearly splitting with rage.

This guy must be doing it on purpose!

You subdued me effortlessly, and you're boasting about it?

"Received resentment, passive value, 1."

"Xu Xiaoshou!" Ye Xiaotian saw the boy about to speak again and quickly stopped him.

Don't say any more—if you keep going, the guy might drop dead on the spot, and then things would be irreversible!

"Jiang Dianzhu, what are your thoughts?" After steadying his own people, Ye Xiaotian finally felt at ease to inquire.

Jiang Bianyan's mouth twitched slightly. In full view of everyone, Xu Xiaoshou had indeed won, so he couldn't say much.

Denying it was impossible—he still had his dignity.

But losing like this felt far too frivolous.

Were those two spots just gone just like that?

Oh, and there was also that sword!

"I won't accept this!"

Cheng Xingchu stepped forward and said angrily:

"As a Ling Shi, one battles against heaven and strives against the Great Dao—how can we decide victory with mere words and no actual combat?"

"If we truly fought, there's no way Xu Xiaoshou could beat me!"

Zhao Xidong silently rubbed his forehead; he could already foresee the outcome.

Xu Xiaoshou said calmly, "A loss is a loss. If this were a life-and-death arena, losing means death."

"So you should be lying down right now, not standing up—after all, the dead cannot speak."

Cheng Xingchu: "..."

Damn it!

Can you just shut up? I don't want to hear another word from you!

"Received resentment, passive value, 1."

Xu Xiaoshou felt no inner turmoil; in fact, he was even a little amused.

Gazing at Jiang Bianyan, who seemed on the verge of speaking but held back, he suddenly said, "But I firmly believe that life isn't all tragedy, so..."

"If you have any other stakes, you could choose to resurrect."

With that, he smiled and slowly placed the fifth-grade Ling Jian into his spatial ring.

Come on, young man!

Spending changes fate—want a resurrection? Want to defeat me?

Bring on another sword!

Cheng Xingchu's face turned green. Was this guy treating him like an ATM?

When the real opportunity was right in front of him, he hesitated. Could he really beat Xian Tian Jian Yi?

Even though he was in the Shang Ling Jing, intent realms inherently allowed for cross-realm combat, and with Xian Tian Rou Shen added...

It was entirely possible for Xu Xiaoshou to bypass Ju Wu and Shang Ling Jing to defeat him.

Ye Xiaotian said with a smile, "Jiang Dianzhu, what are your thoughts?"

Honestly, Jiang Bianyan was tempted.

This was the last chance—he couldn't let it slip!

He gave a look and whispered a few words, and everyone saw Cheng Xingchu's eyes light up.

"Alright! I agree!"

Qiao Qianzhi nearly burst out laughing; he quickly grabbed his teacup to hide the smile on his face and took a sip.

"Ah, this tea is so fragrant..."

"Do you have any more Ling Jian?" Xu Xiaoshou asked eagerly, his eyes burning.

Cheng Xingchu took a deep breath and slowly pulled out a jade slip. "This is my Cheng family's superior..."

"Ling Ji?"

Xu Xiaoshou's face twisted a bit as he pouted. "I'm not interested in Ling Ji. Swap it for something else."

Cheng Xingchu: "..."

You didn't even let me finish, and you're already asking for a swap?

Do you know what this is?

"This is..."

"Swap!"

"Huff..." After another breath, Cheng Xingchu pulled out a grayish-white stone.

The stone was about the size of two fists, with black array patterns on its surface. Though they seemed simple, they appeared to embody the Great Dao, possessing an indescribable power.

As soon as the stone appeared, Yu Zhiwen on the side exclaimed in surprise, "Yuan Fu?"

Cheng Xingchu looked proudly at the veiled woman and said warmly, "Correct."

Now, even the big shots on both sides were shocked. Cheng Xingchu actually had this thing? Even Jiang Bianyan hadn't expected it.

How could he bring something like this out?

Seeing everyone's shocked expressions, Xu Xiaoshou asked in confusion, "Yuan Fu—what's that?"

Cheng Xingchu sneered mockingly. What a country bumpkin!

"On the Sheng Shen Dalu, there are often different-dimensional spaces, but these spaces are extremely unstable and usually shatter on their own after a short time."

"When a space shatters, it's naturally left with nothing, but if certain spaces gain the Great Dao's recognition, they will be preserved in the form of a sealed stone like this upon breaking—that's 'Yuan Fu'."

"'Yuan Fu' is incredibly rare—'one in a million' doesn't even begin to describe it; it's truly a priceless treasure!"

Xu Xiaoshou asked without shame, "So, what's the use of this 'Yuan Fu'?"

"Hmph!" Cheng Xingchu snorted disdainfully and said arrogantly, "If used properly, you can unseal it, and then you'd have your own small space!"

"A small space..."

Xu Xiaoshou subconsciously thought of his spatial ring, but since Cheng Xingchu described Yuan Fu as so amazing...

"Could it hold living people inside?"

"Exactly!"

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes immediately glowed green. A portable villa? A mobile castle?

This was a supreme treasure!

But his excitement didn't last long before he realized something was off.

"You're willing to give me something this valuable?"

Give...

That word really hit Cheng Xingchu's sore spot, and he exploded. "Give what? If you lose, you hand back the sword!"

Xu Xiaoshou still felt something was wrong. A fifth-grade Ling Jian wasn't worth such a treasure, was it?

Just then, Ye Xiaotian, seated at the head, said calmly, "If I'm not mistaken, this is a 'waste Yuan Fu,' right?"

Cheng Xingchu's anger cooled instantly, and he stood there awkwardly.

"Waste Yuan Fu?" Xu Xiaoshou looked puzzled.

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