Invite Young Master Qiong into the Coffin
After the fierce fight, Chen Xia withdrew, and Qiong Qi became increasingly arrogant.
He set up a sign at the purchased medicine field, on which was written a line of big characters in black on a white background, emphasizing it quite blatantly and showing no mercy at all.
Many disciples passing by thought that Qiong Qi had gone too far and left no room for compromise.
However, Qiong Qi didn't restrain himself. Instead, he became even more arrogant. He vigorously publicized that he had defeated Chen Xia and that Chen Xia had fled with his dog brother in disgrace.
No one came out to refute him because no one dared to.
Only Chen Xia could stand up and speak on this matter, and only he was qualified to have a dialogue with Qiong Qi.
But Chen Xia didn't show up and just let Qiong Qi bluster away.
During the past half year, he had been busy borrowing money all the time, using the excuse of healing his wounds.
This gave Qiong Qi another chance to show off. He vigorously publicized that he had hit Chen Xia so hard that Chen Xia couldn't recover from his injuries without spending dozens of thousands of spirit stones.
Chen Xia still ignored him.
Nevertheless, Qiong Qi's clamoring made others start to think about it. They were discussing who had actually won the fight between Qiong Qi and Chen Xia.
Some people thought Qiong Qi had won. The reason was simple: Chen Xia had withdrawn first, and now it was Qiong Qi who was making all the noise.
This did seem to fit the image of a victor.
Some others believed that Chen Xia had won. After all, the Third Elder had taken the initiative to interfere in the fight and stopped Chen Xia. Otherwise, when the second sword fell, Qiong Qi's situation would have been uncertain.
The third conclusion was that it was a draw and the two were evenly matched.
There were all kinds of opinions. The strangest one was that some people thought the Third Elder had won.
But on careful thought, there was indeed some sense in it. After all, the Third Elder had directly subdued both of them with his move.
There were a lot of such discussions during the past half year. Qiong Qi was the loudest in shouting. He even asked his subordinates to go to the area of the preparatory disciples to vigorously publicize and belittle Chen Xia.
He built a chair outside the medicine field and sat on it every day, waiting with a smile for people to come and abuse Chen Xia.
Today, people did come, but they were not here to abuse Chen Xia.
Instead, a large group of preparatory disciples and junior elders came in an orderly formation, walking slowly.
When Qiong Qi saw them, the corner of his mouth curved into a smile. Sitting on the chair, he stretched out his hand and looked at them sideways, saying.
"Why, do all of you want to come and curse Chen Xia? Then I should prepare some spirit stones well. Otherwise, there might not be enough. Hahaha."
Suddenly, his smile changed into a sneer, and he said to the crowd again.
"Or do you few good-for-nothings want to stand up for Chen Xia?!"
The group of people didn't respond. The ones in the front moved out three heavy chairs and placed them at the front. Then they gradually dispersed, forming three passages.
Chi Yu, whose body was wrapped with bandages, was carried up by the crowd from the right side one by one and placed on the seat.
The Big Yellow Dog was treated the same way.
Finally, Chen Xia walked out from the middle passage. His right hand was wrapped with bandages, so he patted his green robe with his left hand and strode to sit on the chair. Staring at Qiong Qi, he smiled and said.
"You've been waiting for a long time, right? Anyway, I've been waiting for a long time."
"Putting on airs!" Qiong Qi snorted coldly, full of disdain.
Chen Xia pointed at Chi Yu with his left finger and then at the Big Yellow Dog, introducing them.
"These are my two hapless brothers who are not related to me by blood. Let me introduce them to you."
Chen Xia stood up, walked to Chi Yu's side, and stretched out his hand, saying, "Chi Yu, reputed to be the smartest in the clan, with the ability of divination and a natural intelligence. But after being beaten by you like this, all that is gone."
He then turned around and touched the Big Yellow Dog's head.
"The Big Yellow Dog, who was originally handsome and cheerful, with an outstanding temperament that could make countless female cultivators fall for him. But after being beaten by you, that's all gone too."
Saying this, Chen Xia sighed sadly.
"My two hapless brothers were beaten like this by you. Shouldn't we settle this account?"
Qiong Qi snorted disdainfully, "It's because his dog came to steal my medicinal herbs, and this stupid bird wanted to help the evildoer. It's perfectly normal for me to beat them up!"
"It's already kind of me that I didn't kill them. You should be grateful to me!"
"Alright." Chen Xia nodded with a smile and sat on the chair. With his left hand, he took out three heavy storage magic weapons from his bosom. Their weight was so heavy that they even sank into the ground in front of him.
"Inside these are three hundred thousand spirit stones. According to the price you mentioned, it should be enough to buy your white rattan grass, right?"
"Then correspondingly, you took half of the lives of my two brothers each. Shouldn't you pay with your life?"
Qiong Qi stared greedily at the three storage magic weapons and sneered disdainfully.
"If you want my life, you have to have the ability to take it. Otherwise, just because you say a few casual words, do you think I'll die? Hahaha!"
"Easy to say." Chen Xia smiled and waved his hand, shouting.
"Prepare the coffin for Young Master Qiong!"
From the back of the crowd, suddenly came the sounds of gongs and drums beating, and from time to time, there were also a few high-pitched sounds of suonas.
Several figures dressed in black robes and black hats walked slowly, carrying a heavy coffin on their shoulders, with their steps swaying slightly, looking quite impressive.
Chen Xia stood up, clenched his left fist, making a cracking sound from his bones, and continued to smile.
"A one-stop service has been prepared for you. The reasoning of three hundred thousand spirit stones has been made clear. There's nothing wrong with you dying, right?"
There was a bit of anger in Qiong Qi's eyes, and he looked extremely fierce. He was just about to curse.
A brilliant sword light flashed out.
Chen Xia had already reached his front. Holding the bronze sword in his left hand, he stabbed fiercely at Qiong Qi's chest!
His figure was elongated infinitely, all of them being illusions. Time couldn't keep up with his speed.
Purple divine light burst out, firmly resisting the stab of the bronze sword.
Qiong Qi's face was solemn, with a bit of madness in his eyes. He roared and continuously condensed the divine light, trying to resist further.
"Get lost." Chen Xia had a disdainful smile on his face.
The already brilliant sword light suddenly intensified at this moment, like a vast and surging sea wave, instantly pressing down!
The divine light in front of Qiong Qi instantly collapsed. He was sent flying three thousand meters backward, crashing through houses and falling into the ruins.
Chen Xia swung the bronze sword casually, with a look of nonchalance in his eyes.
Last time it was seventy percent of his strength, but this time it was his full strength. Did he really think it was the same as before?
Chen Xia raised the bronze sword and was about to strike another blow at the ruins.
Suddenly, a sound came from the sky, and that familiar sentence "Stop!" was heard again.
The Third Elder had already appeared in front of Chen Xia, stretching out one hand, about to grab the bronze sword in Chen Xia's hand.
However, this time there were other voices.
"Don't interfere too much in the grudges between the juniors."
An old hand reached out and grasped the Third Elder's hand.
They were locked in a stalemate.
The corner of Chen Xia's mouth curved into a smile.
The bronze sword in his hand shone with a brilliant sword light.
He chopped down!