12: Chapter 12 is about Lu Guan.

Ye Xiaoyao heard that sinister voice, paused his movements, then stood up unhurriedly and turned around.

The person who came was indeed Lu Guan.

This Disciple, who had been trying to intimidate everyone on the matchmaking stage with his strong background that morning, had now changed out of his pretentious brocade clothes into a darker robe, still waving that affected folding fan in his hand.

Only his Face was devoid of color, his eyes seemed to be mixed with ice shards, and that sinister vibe could be felt from several steps away.

"Senior Brother Lu."

Ye Xiaoyao's expression was plain, even lazily shrugging his shoulders.

"What a coincidence, are you also here to browse the stalls? Is there something you need from me?"

His tone was ordinary, as if he had just met a fellow Disciple he wasn't very familiar with.

But indeed, the two of them had no prior friendship.

Lu Guan squeezed a little smile on his Face, a smile so fake it looked like it was glued on with paste.

"Nothing major."

He waved his folding fan more slowly.

"It's just about what happened this morning. You wouldn't be so quick to forget, right, Junior Brother? It's only been half a day."

After speaking, he deliberately laughed twice, the sound dry and uncomfortable to hear.

Ye Xiaoyao was truly a bit confused.

The morning?

Apart from the farce of the matchmaking session in the morning, what other interactions did he have with this Lu Guan?

He recalled carefully and confirmed that he hadn't stolen his Spirit Stone, hadn't stepped on his toes, and hadn't even said a word more.

"Senior Brother Lu," Ye Xiaoyao showed just the right amount of confusion and asked: "I am dull, and truly don't remember anything special happening between you and me this morning. Could you please enlighten me?"

He acted respectfully, but felt vigilant in his heart.

This Lu Guan looked like he was up to no good.

Sure enough.

The fake smile on Lu Guan's Face collapsed instantly, replaced by a cold expression, and his tone was also rigid: "Hmph! Why play dumb? If it weren't for you this morning, why would Fairy Cao have excluded me first?"

Ye Xiaoyao: "..."

He was almost amused by this logic.

Good heavens, this can also be blamed on me?

Your own hardcore network amused Cao Sini, what does that have to do with me?

I was standing on the side and didn't even say a word, okay?

He didn't refute immediately, wanting to see what other strange remarks this Lu Guan could make.

Seeing him silent, Lu Guan thought he had been intimidated by him, his arrogance grew even stronger, and his gaze swept over Ye Xiaoyao's Storage Pouch, greed flashing by.

"Just now I saw you buying Medicinal Pill, you were quite generous, you must have a lot of Spirit Stone on you, right? I don't need the Medicinal Pill, but if you hand over the Spirit Stone you have, it will count as an apology to me."

"Then this matter will be considered over."

He "swished" and closed his folding fan, tapped his palm with the fan bones, and his eyes became fierce; the meaning was very clear.

If you don't give the Spirit Stone, it won't end today.

This was open robbery, and he even found an extremely lame excuse.

Ye Xiaoyao had long known that this Cultivator world was no different from the Mortal world.

It's all about people eating people, the strong bullying the weak!

There are hooligans everywhere, and the Qiongming Realm is no exception, and this hooligan is quite good at finding a fig leaf for himself.

He was not afraid, but instead smiled faintly, with a hint of undisguised mockery in his smile.

"Senior Brother Lu, that cannot be said this way."

Ye Xiaoyao's voice was steady and clear.

"In the morning, you, me, and Senior Brother Zhang were on the same stage. You were the one who introduced yourself before me, and Senior Sister Cao was the one who excluded you first after hearing your introduction. The chronological order is clear, and the Karma is clear. If we really want to argue about this, it can't be blamed on me! If you are unhappy, you should go to Senior Brother Zhang to reason, why are you staring at me instead?"

He said this without haste, with reason and evidence.

The few Disciples who gathered around to watch the fun nodded secretly after hearing it.

Indeed.

Lu Guan being rejected, no matter how you look at it, cannot be blamed on Ye Xiaoyao.

Lu Guan's Face turned green and white after hearing his words.

Was he here to reason?

He just saw that Ye Xiaoyao's cultivation was low, he had no backing before, and now he seemed to have had some good luck and got some Spirit Stone, so he wanted to take the opportunity to extort him.

He could vent the anger from the morning and also get some benefits.

Unexpectedly, this Qi Refining Third Layer kid had a sharp tongue and dared to refute his Face in public!

"Junior Brother Ye!"

Lu Guan was annoyed and embarrassed, his voice raised, and he said with a threatening tone: "Stop playing word games with me here! I will ask you one last time, will you hand over the Spirit Stone or not?"

"If you don't hand it over to compensate me, you won't be able to leave this trading fair safely today!"

Before he finished speaking, the Qi around him surged violently!

The Spiritual Pressure of the Qi Refinement Stage Ninth Layer was released without reservation, like a surging wave, pressing down on Ye Xiaoyao's head.

The air seemed to stagnate a bit.

The few Disciples with lower cultivation nearby turned pale and subconsciously took a few steps back.

The corners of Lu Guan's mouth curled into a triumphant sneer.

He wanted to use this absolute cultivation gap to force Ye Xiaoyao to make a fool of himself in public and beg for mercy on his knees!

For a Qi Refining Third Layer, being able to stand straight in front of his Qi Refinement Stage Ninth Layer Spiritual Pressure would be considered having backbone.

However, the next scene made the sneer at the corner of his mouth stiffen.

Ye Xiaoyao stood in place, his figure straight, not even swaying at all.

There was no painful expression on his Face, he just raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was even a bit of... boredom in his eyes?

Lu Guan's heart skipped a beat.

Something is wrong!

This Ye Xiaoyao's reaction is too abnormal!

How could a Qi Refining Third Layer be so relaxed in the Face of a Qi Refinement Stage Ninth Layer Cultivator's Spiritual Pressure?

Of course he didn't know.

Just a few hours ago, Ye Xiaoyao had personally experienced the terrifying pressure of a Foundation Establishment Great Perfection Cultivator, which was like a mountain and a deep sea, in the Saintess's Immortal Cave.

Although the Saintess was only slightly punishing him and did not really hurt him.

But the Spiritual Pressure of that level, its purity and heaviness, how could it be comparable to a Qi Refinement Stage Cultivator like Lu Guan?

It's like a person who has just been washed by a tsunami, turning back to Face the waves of a small river, naturally feeling that it is nothing more than that.

What's more.

After Ye Xiaoyao's body changed, that warm current seemed to not only make him energetic, but his resistance to Spiritual Pressure also increased inexplicably.

He felt a gentle but tough force flowing spontaneously in his body, helping him offset most of the pressure.

Ye Xiaoyao looked at Lu Guan's expression of shock and uncertainty, and suddenly felt a little funny.

He gently brushed the non-existent dust on his sleeves, sneered at Lu Guan, and his tone was full of banter:

"Senior Brother Lu, is that all you've got? You are a Qi Refinement Stage Ninth Layer expert, and this Spiritual Pressure you released... why is it so soft like you haven't eaten? Even a small fry like me at the Qi Refining Third Layer can hold it, Senior Brother, are you... actually capable?"

He deliberately dragged out the tone of the last sentence, and his eyes also glanced downwards with implications.

"Pfft —"

Someone in the crowd watching the fun couldn't help but laugh out loud, and quickly covered his mouth.

Lu Guan's Face turned from white to red, then from red to black, and finally turned into the color of a pig's liver.

A great humiliation!

It is simply a great humiliation!

He, a Qi Refinement Stage Ninth Layer, was actually ridiculed by a Qi Refining Third Layer trash for being "incapable" in public!

"You! Good! Very good!"

Lu Guan was trembling with anger, pointing at him with his folding fan, and said angrily: "You actually dare to provoke me in public! I will let you know today what the consequences are for a Qi Refining Early Stage provoking a Qi Refining Late Stage!"

"I will not only want you to hand over all the Spirit Stone, but even the Medicinal Pill you just bought must be spit out to compensate me!"

He knew that he couldn't suppress this kid with Spiritual Pressure alone, he had to take action.

Although the Sect strictly forbids Disciples from fighting privately, this trading fair is full of mixed people, and a little lesson, as long as it doesn't cause serious injury or death, the Law Enforcement Hall may not necessarily investigate deeply.

What's more, he, Lu Guan, has some Face in the Outer Sect.

"Sharp Mouth! Monkey Cheeks!"

Lu Guan turned his head sharply and shouted sternly towards the crowd.

"Take him down for me!"

As his voice fell, the crowd watching the fun on both sides was pushed away, and two figures rushed out.

One on the left and one on the right, vaguely blocking Ye Xiaoyao's retreat.

The one on the left was as thin as a clothes pole, with high cheekbones, a Face that looked like it had been clamped by a door, long and sharp, and a mouth protruding forward, just like a refined chameleon, with a cultivation of Qi Refining Fifth Layer.

The one on the right was short and fat, with a round belly like a pot, and a round red Face, which should have been a bit festive, but his eyes were sneaky, and his cultivation was also Qi Refining Fifth Layer.

As soon as these two appeared, a burst of low laughter and discussion sounded around.

Apparently, this pair of "Heng and Ha Generals" were also well-known figures in the Outer Sect.

Lu Guan pointed heavily at Ye Xiaoyao with his folding fan and ordered his two lackeys: "What are you still standing there for? Get him! Take his Storage Pouch!"

Sharp Mouth and Monkey Cheeks looked at each other, rubbed their hands, and approached Ye Xiaoyao with malicious intent.

Although their cultivation was only two layers higher than Ye Xiaoyao's, two against one, and with Lu Guan backing them up, they felt they had it in the bag.

In this corner of the trading fair, the atmosphere became tense instantly.