71: Chapter 71 These people traveling the martial world must be carrying many treasures.

Abbess Miejue's teeth were clenched so hard they creaked, her eyes looking as if she wanted to swallow Zhao Fangcai alive. Finally, she squeezed out a "Fine" from between her teeth.

She cupped her hands to Zhang Sanfeng and said with a stiff face, "True Man Zhang, I wish you fortune as vast as the Eastern Sea and longevity as great as the Southern Mountain. I have other matters to attend to, so I shall take my leave first." Having said that, she ignored Zhang Sanfeng and shouted, "Let's go!"

"Senior Sister?"

"If we don't leave now, are we staying here to let people laugh at us?" Abbess Miejue scolded.

"Yes!" The Emei Disciples quickly followed her and left.

Zhao Fangcai teased, "Abbess, drink more honeysuckle tea when you get back; it can help lower your internal heat!"

Abbess Miejue, who was being supported, swayed slightly, and her pace quickened.

Yin Liting gazed at their departing figures, his eyes always resting on Ji Xiaofu.

He wanted to say something to make her stay, but the words eventually stayed in his throat.

Ji Xiaofu lowered her head and moved forward silently, not noticing the longing gaze behind her at all.

Instead, it was Bei Jinyi who paused slightly and turned back to take a look.

But her gaze didn't linger on Yin Liting; instead, it was cast toward Zhao Fangcai, her eyes faintly carrying a hint of shyness.

"I have truly disturbed the Daoist today. This poor monk shall take his leave now and will surely visit again another day."

Abbot Kongjian said with his hands pressed together.

Zhao Fangcai calculated in his heart: If they continued to stay here, they might encounter accidents like the heaven reliant sword. It would be better for them to leave early to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Zhang Sanfeng knew he couldn't keep them, so he nodded and replied, "Please take care. There are other guests here, so forgive me for not seeing you off."

"Please wait a moment, Abbot Kongjian!"

The twelve monks of the Kongjian Temple, who had already turned around, stopped at the sound and turned back.

"I wonder what Your Highness's instructions are?" Abbot Kongjian asked in confusion.

Zhao Fangcai walked forward with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the monks: "I heard that the Shaolin Temple has five kinds of precious Medicinal Pills: the great restoration pill, the Earth Calamity Pill, the Lotus Flower Pill, the Tiger-Taming Pill, and the zen heart pill. I wonder if you are carrying any of them?"

The faces of the twelve monks from Kongjian Temple changed drastically. They thought Zhao Fangcai was going to snatch them by force and said indignantly, "Your Highness, you..."

Zhao Fangcai raised his hand to interrupt him: "Hey, Great Monk, don't be impulsive. A person of the cloth should be compassionate. If you lose your temper at every turn, how can you settle your heart for cultivation?"

Abbot Kongjian was full of confusion, truly baffled by Zhao Fangcai's actions.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his mind, and asked, "I wonder what Your Highness's intentions are exactly?"

Zhao Fangcai said frankly, "I want to buy some Medicinal Pills from you all. Exchanging them for lesser reverting pills is also fine."

The reason he chose to "buy" rather than "rob" was that under the gaze of so many people, he needed to consider his image and reputation.

This seemingly ethereal thing was an invisible and immense fortune in the Jianghu, the imperial court, and various Sects.

lesser reverting pill? Would the Shaolin Temple be short of that? Abbot Kongjian couldn't help but chuckle secretly, but on second thought, this might be a good opportunity to ease the relationship between the two sides.

So he said, "This poor monk and two other monks each have a great restoration pill, an Earth Calamity Pill, and a zen heart pill. I wonder how much Your Highness is willing to pay?"

Offer a price? Zhao Fangcai raised an eyebrow.

True, the lesser reverting pill wasn't very attractive to high monks of Shaolin Temple; they probably were tired of eating them.

He smiled and said, "Ten gold bars. How is this price?"

He hadn't touched the ten gold bars sent by the Xiangyang County Magistrate. If he could exchange these gold bars for three kinds of precious Medicinal Pills, it would be much more valuable than the gold bars.

Sending the gold bars and then arranging a carriage for escort could also leave a good reputation in the Jianghu.

Moreover, although this offer seemed not low, it was actually just a test—normally, this amount of money probably couldn't even buy a single Medicinal Pill.

The monks' expressions changed repeatedly, but they finally agreed to "sell the pills."

Taking the box containing the gold bars, Abbot Kongjian's heart ached as if it were bleeding.

earth-rank elixirs were extremely rare in the Jianghu; even the famous orthodox Schools regarded them as treasures.

The Shaolin Temple could only refine one furnace every few years, and only the Abbot, Elders, or Disciples who had made great contributions could receive one.

If he weren't worried about not being able to leave smoothly, how could he be willing to sell?

But it was okay; it was better than being forcibly robbed. This Your Highness was still somewhat reasonable.

Abbot Kongjian comforted himself this way. As expected of a man called a Divine Monk, he indeed had foresight.

Once the people from the Emei Sect and Shaolin Sect left, how could people from other Schools still sit still?

They all secretly regretted: If they didn't leave quickly, were they waiting to be dealt with?

Zhao Fangcai, however, stopped them: "Since you all came to Wudang Mountain to participate in the birthday celebration, why not wait until the banquet is over before leaving?

Wouldn't that be too rude?"

These people roam the Jianghu; they must have many treasures on them.

It's rare to be gathered together; shouldn't they interact and exchange with each other?

Zhao Fangcai had a smile on his face, but his gaze made everyone feel a chill in their hearts.

Clearly they were more numerous, but it felt as if they were surrounded by Zhao Fangcai alone, left to his mercy.

Zhang Sanfeng watched all this with a smile, secretly happy in his heart: You were all so arrogant just now, how about now?

You've met someone even more powerful than you! Truly, evil people are ground down by even more evil ones!

The more he looked at Zhao Fangcai now, the more pleasing he seemed, and his mood became cheerful. He instructed, "Songxi, quickly invite the guests to take their seats in the hall."

"Yes, Master!" Zhang Songxi nodded in response.

The guests looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

"Your Highness, I have fortunately fulfilled the mission; the heaven reliant sword has been obtained." Mu Wanqing walked forward, holding the heaven reliant sword in both hands.

By this time, the duel had officially ended. The 4.3rd style of the chixiao sword had been retracted into Zhao Fangcai's scabbard, leaving only the heaven reliant sword still pinned to the wooden pillar.

Zhao Fangcai smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Mu Wanqing showed a smile: "It's not hard. To be able to serve Your Highness makes me very happy!"

Zhao Fangcai took her hand and asked, "I plan to give this sword to True Man Zhang as a birthday gift. What do you think?"

Zhang Sanfeng, Zhou Dian, and the others were all startled, staring with wide eyes, their faces full of disbelief.

Mu Wanqing wrapped one arm around Zhao Fangcai's waist and leaned into his embrace. Your Highness is truly too gentle, even asking for her opinion! Her eyes were full of happiness as she said, "I am willing. Whatever Your Highness does, I will support it!"

Zhao Fangcai smiled as he picked up the heaven reliant sword and handed it to Zhang Sanfeng: "True Man Zhang, this is my first birthday gift. Please accept it!"

"Oh? Is he really going to give it away?" He Taichong felt deeply emotional.

The other guests were also shocked: "The heaven reliant sword and the dragon slaying saber, these two Sharp Weapons, have caused countless battles and slaughters in the Great Yuan Martial Forest. Everyone wants to snatch them, yet he is giving it away without even a second look?"

Zhang Sanfeng, however, remained calm and said, "Your Highness, this joke cannot be made lightly."

Zhao Fangcai said seriously, "Does True Man Zhang think I look like I'm joking?

Although this sword is precious, it cannot compare to the importance of your return.

Having you here is a blessing for our Great Song, and even more so for the common people of the world!"