Chapter 546: Petty and Conscience

On Tianjian Peak, Lu Ye closed the scroll in his hand, looked up at Yun Qingyue, his eyes were calm, but the words he said were firm: "You go, I won't kill you, and by the way, tell your Shenhai Realm that as long as I, Lu, am still alive, I will come to the Lingxi battlefield every six months, select thirty sects from the core circle, and break through their bases."

As he said this, he slowly stood up and sacrificed his flying spiritual weapon. From the look of it, it seemed that he was going to set off directly.

Yun Qingyue was shocked and hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute, fellow Daoist Lu."

"What else?" Lu Ye tilted his head to look at her.

Wanmo Ridge wanted him not to set foot on the Lingxi battlefield in the future, but this condition was impossible to agree to no matter what. Although he did not need to set foot on the Lingxi battlefield after he was promoted to Yunhe, he could not use people or things from the Lingxi battlefield to threaten Wanmo Ridge in the future. Everything can be done once or twice, but not three times. Including this time, he has blackmailed Wanmo Ridge twice. If it happens again, Wanmo Ridge will definitely not compromise and will probably fight Lu Ye to the death.

But whether to set foot on the Lingxi battlefield is his own subjective will, and there is no need for Wanmo Ridge to impose it on him.

If Wanmo Ridge insists on this condition, there is really no room for negotiation.

Looking at Lu Ye, Yun Qingyue felt powerless, and finally sighed: "Friend Lu, we can discuss it..."

She knew that it had come to this point. As a negotiating party, she must not show any signs of weakness, but now it is no longer possible not to show weakness. People are about to leave. If they don't show weakness, I'm afraid that thirty Wanmo Ridge forces will suffer immediately.

They also said that it comes once every six months, who can bear it?

If this is true, how can the Lingxi Realm cultivators of the core circle sects have a stable space for cultivation in the future? Lingxi Realm is the foundation of each sect. If this foundation is broken, it will affect the foundation and future development of the entire sect.

Standing on the spiritual boat, Lu Ye looked at Yun Qingyue and said nothing.

Yun Qingyue pursed her red lips and said for a long time: "In the future, unless there is something like this hunting ground, Fellow Daoist Lu shall not attack the sect station in the Lingxi battlefield for no reason!"

Compared with the harsh conditions proposed before, this condition is much more generous. It does not restrict Lu Ye from entering and leaving the Lingxi battlefield, but correspondingly, it restricts the conditions for him to attack the major sects in Wanmo Ridge, and something like this hunting ground must happen.

Although it is only a simple sentence, Lu Ye can understand the good intentions of Wanmo Ridge.

This obviously has not given up the plan to kill him.

In the hunting ground, so many Wanmo Ridge masters who were much more powerful than Lu Ye chased and intercepted him, and finally used the secret technique on the tracking disk, so that he had nowhere to hide and was surrounded by hundreds or thousands of people. Not to mention the grievances between the two camps, this matter was indeed excessive on the part of Wanmo Ridge. Lu Ye survived by chance and paid a huge price to come to the Lingxi battlefield to retaliate. No one can blame him for anything.

But if Wanmo Ridge attacks Lu Ye again in the future, they will definitely be more careful and will never give him the opportunity to retaliate.

"This is the last bottom line of the Shenhai Realm. If Fellow Daoist Lu cannot agree, then please do as you please."

Yun Qingyue finished speaking, staring at Lu Ye nervously, not knowing whether he would agree.

Lu Ye nodded calmly: "Okay, is there anything else?"

Although he knew that the Wanmo Ridge side had not given up the intention to kill him, to be honest, it would be too boring if there was no such tempering on the road of cultivation. Since he embarked on the road of cultivation, Lu Ye has been fighting against opponents stronger than himself, especially after his identity as a disciple of the Bixue Sect was exposed, all kinds of suppression have never stopped.

It is precisely in such suppression and tempering that he can make rapid progress and dominate the Lingxi battlefield.

The Wanmo Ridge side is unlikely to be afraid of attacking him again because of this incident, and he has no position to ask Wanmo Ridge to stop targeting him in the future.

These are all known to you and me, and there is no need to make it clear.

Seeing Lu Ye agree, Yun Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and her expression was much more relaxed. She has always been kind and really doesn't want to see too much blood.

"Also, every wrong has its perpetrator. If you want to retaliate in the future, please find the perpetrator and don't implicate some innocent sects."

The cultivators who made things difficult for Lu Ye in the hunting ground had different origins, but it was certain that not all disciples from the core circle sects participated.

As a result, the conditions proposed by Lu Ye this time targeted all the core circle sects, which really caused many forces to suffer unprovoked disasters, but it was difficult to defend themselves. They couldn't say that their disciples did not participate in the hunting ground affairs and asked Lu Ye to show mercy, right? That would be a joke.

"It should be."

Lu Ye nodded, "Anything else?"

Yun Qingyue shook her head: "No more."

She was slightly distracted. Is this the deal? She thought Lu Yiye would not agree so easily. She had prepared many persuasive words, but none of them came in handy.

"You don't have any more. I have two conditions."

Yun Qingyue's expression froze, and she said nervously: "Please speak, Fellow Daoist Lu."

"In the hunting ground, there is a guy named Xia Liang who uses a knife. If I'm not mistaken, he should be from the Crazy Blade Sect. I won't go to the Crazy Blade Sect's headquarters. Please tell the Crazy Blade Sect that in addition to 300,000 merit materials, they also need 20 copies of sword training experience. Otherwise, I don't mind going there."

Yun Qingyue wrote it down carefully: "Okay."

As long as the sword practice experience is not a unique copy, it is not valuable. Even if it is a unique copy, it can be copied. There are many sword practice experiences in the Kuangdao Sect. Twenty copies can be easily taken out.

"And the supplies of Fengyun Mansion, plus 100,000 merits."

"Fengyun Mansion..." Yun Qingyue was speechless. Isn't Fengyun Mansion the sect of Senior Brother Wu Jun? Lu Yiye wants to add 100,000 merits to Fengyun Mansion. This is clearly because he is angry about Senior Brother Wu Jun's bad attitude during the previous negotiation.

This little guy seems to be quite reasonable, but in fact he is also petty.

"Playing the bad guy requires a price. What do you think, Brother Yun?"

Lu Ye glanced at Yun Qingyue leisurely.

Yun Qingyue smiled bitterly: "It seems that Brother Lu has seen through it a long time ago." It was not a profound method to begin with, and there was nothing he could do if he was seen through by others.

Sighing, Yun Qingyue said, "I will report your two requests, but before that, I would like to ask you to sign the Heavenly Secret Contract."

"Yes!"

Words are not enough, signing the Heavenly Secret Contract is the best constraint.

Yun Qingyue immediately asked for the Heavenly Secret Contract, listed a series of clauses, and handed it to Lu Ye for inspection. Lu Ye read it carefully and confirmed that there were no hidden verbal traps, so he pressed his handprint.

Yun Qingyue also pressed his handprint on it on behalf of the Wanmo Ridge, and the Heavenly Secret Contract shone brightly, and the contract was established.

After putting away the Heavenly Secret Contract, Yun Qingyue felt much more relaxed. To be honest, although this trip was only to face a Yunhe Realm cultivator, the burden in his heart was unprecedentedly heavy. Now that the deal was finally settled, the mission was also over.

"Then Fellow Daoist Lu, see you later." Yun Qingyue bowed to Lu Ye Yingying, offered her flower basket spirit weapon, and flew away.

Lu Ye watched her figure leave, thought for a while, and stopped reading. Instead, he walked to the side, took a knife and cut down a big tree, trimmed it neatly, and cut the tree into several sections, and then got busy.

Time passed.

Three days later, Lu Ye, who was sitting on a stone reading a book, suddenly said softly: "Leave the things behind. Take the wooden sign of the sect to which it belongs. It can be regarded as a return gift from me, Lu. When the ten-day deadline is up, I will visit the sects on the wooden signs that are still here."

There was no one in front of him, but he could sense that there were more strange atmospheres around him.

These people were naturally here to deliver supplies, but they were afraid of his reputation and did not dare to show up for a while.

Hearing what Lu Ye said, he looked a few feet in front of him, where there were hundreds of wooden signs, each of which was engraved with the name of a sect, corresponding to different sects in Wanmo Ridge.

These wooden signs were recorded one by one by Lu Ye according to the markings on the ten-point map, so there would be no omissions. It was not for the convenience of statistics, but to deepen his memory. There are so many sects in Wanmo Ridge. In this way, Lu Ye has some memory of the sects in the core circle. If he can find out their sects when he meets Wanmo Ridge monks in the future, he can also correspond to their origins.

The people in the dark finally understood what Lu Ye meant.

After a while, someone showed up, walked in front of Lu Ye, put down a storage bag, and then took a piece from the many wooden signs and left like escaping.

With someone taking the lead, more people soon came out, silently put down their storage bags, and took the wooden signs belonging to their own sects.

As time passed, more and more storage bags piled up in front of Lu Ye, and fewer and fewer wooden signs were left.

Every cultivator who came here to deliver supplies could see the magnificent storage bags piled up in one place. They all knew that they were supplies worth tens of millions of merits, but no one dared to be greedy. It was not easy to negotiate with Lu Yiye. If something happened at this time, not only Lu Yiye could not get around them, but even the Wanmoling camp could not get around the sect behind them.

At a certain moment, Lu Ye noticed that the wooden sign of the Crazy Blade Sect had been taken away. He raised his hand and grabbed the storage bag that had just been thrown away. He opened it and found that in addition to many valuables, there were also twenty sword practice experience books.

That Xia Liang was indeed from the Crazy Blade Sect!

Otherwise, the Crazy Blade Sect would not have been so obedient. The last time he went to the Crazy Blade Sect in person, he only got ten sword practice experience books.

Lu Ye then flipped through a sword practice experience book with great interest.

It was a pity that there was no sect specializing in swordsmanship in the Haotian League. Otherwise, he could go there to study and not have to go through so much trouble to ask for swordsmanship experience.

Moreover, what they gave him was definitely not the best. With Lu Ye's current strength and attainments in swordsmanship, these swordsmanship experience can certainly bring him some help, but it is difficult for him to make a breakthrough in swordsmanship.

If one day, the Haotian League can capture the main sect of the Crazy Blade Sect, it would be great.

Of course, this kind of thing can only be thought about. The Crazy Blade Sect is a first-class sect with an extremely strong foundation, and it is not something that can be captured just like that.