Chapter 66 Can I Get Credit?

"Master, are you really not angry?"

After walking out of the range of Jianquan, Lu Yu couldn't help gossiping.

Yang Chudie snorted coldly: "What do you think?"

"Why do I think it's useless? The key is what your senior brother Zhang Ji thinks. He doesn't seem to believe that you are not angry with him..."

"I have made it very clear. He insists on being sentimental. I can't do anything. Let him think whatever he wants!"

Lu Yu was very relieved: "Master can think so, then I feel relieved!"

Yang Chudie was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Lu Yu's eyes became sharp.

"This senior brother of Master Aunt is full of care for Master Aunt, and even expressed his concern for me to show his love for Master Aunt."

"But when we left just now, he clearly showed his murderous intention towards me. Although it was only a short moment, I could not hide it from my aura sensing."

"It can be seen that this person is hypocritical and inconsistent. If Master Aunt really has feelings for him, it would be bad."

Yang Chudie looked at Lu Yu in surprise: "Your spiritual perception is so sharp? When did he show his murderous intention towards you, and I didn't even notice it?"

"However, Yudie also had feelings for him back then. I have never seen similar comments before, but I didn't expect that your views on him would coincide with each other..."

Lu Yu spread his hands and said, "His murderous intention is not directed at you, so it's normal that you can't sense it..."

"Alas, I don't know where I offended your senior brother, why does he want to kill me for no reason?"

Yang Chudie chuckled and said, "There are more people who want to kill you than just him. He just said that someone from Baiyun Peak will attack you at the banquet later. Although he is hypocritical, this should not be false. After all, Baiyun Peak had tempted me to attack you at the beginning."

At this time, the two had walked outside the main venue.

It was almost time for the birthday banquet to start, and a group of Tianquan Peak disciples who were responsible for welcoming guests were greeting the guests to take their seats.

Yang Chudie turned around and looked at Lu Yu with a smile.

"How is it? Are you ready? If you don't have confidence, why don't I take you back to Yudie Peak first?"

Lu Yu smiled and looked back: "Master, what are you talking about? We have big plans to carry out tonight. Now this is just a small scene!"

The two walked into the venue.

Soon, a disciple from Tianquan Peak took the initiative to greet them and arranged two open-air seats for them in the venue.

The two were about to sit down when a man who looked like a deacon hurried over.

"Deacon Yang, I'm really sorry! The disciples are ignorant and arranged the wrong place for you. You are here on behalf of Yudie Zhenren. Your seat should be in the main hall. Please follow me!"

The deacon pointed to the center of the venue, where a tall palace stood, which was the most magnificent building in the entire Tianquan Peak.

All the Zhenren masters, or representatives of Zhenren, were seated in that palace.

"No need, I'm fine sitting here, no need to be so troublesome." Yang Chudie refused.

The steward insisted, "It's about the dignity of the real person. It must be done. Otherwise, others will say that we at Tianquan Peak are rude when they see such an arrangement."

The steward was firm in his attitude. Yang Chudie couldn't refuse, so she had to follow him.

Before leaving, she gave Lu Yu a meaningful look.

"Be careful."

Lu Yu nodded slightly and replied, "You too."

The seats in the main hall are not so easy to sit. According to Zhang Ji, Tianquan Peak will propose the Seven Peaks Alliance today, so there must be an undercurrent in the main hall today, and I'm afraid that the danger is far greater than Lu Yu's current position.

The guests gradually took their seats, and soon the seats were almost full.

The guests who could come to this banquet were actually outstanding people. Needless to say, the Zhenyuan Realm was there, and even the strong men in the Guihai Realm were gathered together.

It was Lu Yu's first time to attend such a large banquet. For a moment, he felt that the whole place was full of stars. Looking around, his ninth-level cultivation in the physical realm was the most eye-catching, which was out of tune with the surrounding atmosphere.

"What's your name, Junior Brother?"

"Lu Yu from Yudie Peak."

"So it's Junior Brother Lu. I'm Huang Sanwen from Huangyan Peak. Nice to meet you!"

Lu Yu began to greet the guests at the same table, but after a few words, his tone suddenly changed.

"Junior Brother Lu is so young, but he has won the love of Deacon Yang. He accompanies her to attend such an occasion. It can be seen that Junior Brother Lu will have a promising future!"

"However, Junior Brother Lu's current cultivation is still a little low. I have some treasures here that can help Junior Brother Lu quickly improve his cultivation. Junior Brother may wish to take a look..."

"Silver scale breastplate, well-made, indestructible, good value for money..."

"Xuan Guang sword, heavy sword without edge, great skill without work, favorable price..."

"And this flying feather boots, after wearing it, you will be as light as a swallow, only 20% off..."

"Junior Brother Lu, which one do you like?"

...

Lu Yu was very depressed.

This is the disadvantage of too low cultivation, which makes the other party mistakenly think that he is a sucker, and pushes a bunch of useless junk to him.

How could this person know that Lu Yu, a rookie of the ninth level of the physical realm, has treasures far beyond his imagination.

Not to mention the purple gold bell and purple gold talisman given to him by Yang Chudie, even the treasures collected in the Qiankun bag taken from Zhao Zhou and others are much better than his pile of broken copper and iron.

Lu Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hoped that the banquet would start soon.

Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared beside him.

"Boy, you are very glorious!"

Lu Yu turned his head and found that it was Fang Haoran, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Fang Haoran smiled slightly: "I have set up barriers around us, outsiders can't hear our voices, you can talk without worry."

Lu Yu was relieved and smiled: "Old Fang! Why are you here?"

Fang Haoran glared: "Stinky boy, what did you call me?"

"Didn't you say it yourself last time? You are old enough to be my grandfather. It's not wrong for me to call you Old Fang, right?"

"This is too disrespectful!"

"Then what do you want me to call you?"

Fang Haoran wilted immediately. This was the strategy set by the head of the sect. Wangyue Peak had to deliberately keep a distance from Lu Yu to prevent him from being targeted by hostile forces. Therefore, he really couldn't rely on his status to let him call himself uncle.

"Whatever you want, you can call me anything."

Lu Yu asked in confusion: "Aren't you here on behalf of Master Li? Why are you here? Shouldn't you sit in the main hall?"

Fang Haoran snorted: "I came here specially to see you! You are so popular now. You have only joined our Dali Sword Sect for a few days, and you have come to such an occasion!"

"I really don't know what Yang Chudie is thinking. She actually brought you, a disciple who has just joined the sect for a few days, to attend such a banquet!"

"Do you know that you have been targeted by the people of Baiyun Peak? I noticed that they seemed to want to attack you, so I came here to say hello to you and intimidate these villains so that they dare not act rashly!"

Lu Yu rolled his eyes.

"Since you are so powerful, why do you just intimidate them? It would be better to help me solve them directly?"

"Intimidation alone can't solve the problem. You can't always intimidate here, right?"

Fang Haoran snorted again.

"Don't be ungrateful. You know what the master means. This is all I can do! Be careful! Let's go!"

After saying that, he really patted his butt and left.

"Is that all?"

"Don't leave yet, wait a minute!"

"Do you have any powerful treasures? Just give me a few for self-defense!"

"Even if you don't have any treasures, just give me some spiritual stones!"

"Talismans, pills, materials! These are all fine!"

Lu Yu said to his back.

Fang Haoran turned a deaf ear to him. Not only did he not stop, but he walked faster and faster.

Lu Yu couldn't help but curl his lips: "You are still a deacon! How stingy!"

On the side, Huang Sanwen, who had been enthusiastically selling scraps to Lu Yu, was stunned when he saw this scene.

Although he didn't hear what the two said, judging from their words and deeds, it seems that Uncle Fang was forced to flee by this junior brother Lu Yu?

That's Fang Haoran, the god of war of Wangyue Peak! He is the one that everyone in the entire Dali Sword Sect looks up to!

How bizarre!

What on earth can this Junior Brother Lu do to make him flee in panic!

"Junior Brother Lu, can you please tell me what your relationship is with Uncle Fang Haoran?" Huang Sanwen asked cautiously.

"Brother Huang also knows Uncle Fang Haoran?" Lu Yu asked back.

"Junior Brother Lu, you are joking. Uncle Fang is a man of great power and authority. Who in the entire Dali Sword Sect doesn't know him? It's just that he doesn't know me!"

Lu Yu rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Brother Huang, if I say that I know him well, can you credit me with these treasures from yours?"

Huang Sanwen coughed dryly, sat upright, and looked around.

"Why hasn't the banquet started in such a long time?"

Now he is looking forward to the banquet starting soon.