Chapter 217: Each Family’s Calculations

Suddenly, Gu Xia, who had just experienced a life-and-death crisis, could not take care of his cultivation and lay down on the bed exhausted.

He had wanted to do some experiments on soul control, but now he had put it aside and planned to try it next time.

Soon Gu Xia fell into a deep sleep.

…

A little earlier.

In the center of Xingxuan Sect, in the magnificent sect hall.

A banquet was being held, and the table was full of delicacies and spiritual wine.

The guests were toasting, and everyone had a smile on their faces.

At this grand banquet, the person sitting in the first seat was neither the sect master Han Xuntian nor the elder Yang Chunlou.

But a strange middle-aged man.

He was wearing a long gown, with a sharp face, a bit of vicissitudes and handsomeness, a long beard on his chin, and half of his hair was black and half was white.

This man was called Yue Houpu, and his strength reached the blood fusion realm, and he was at the peak of the acquired realm like Han Xuntian.

He was the leader of the disciples of Xingxuhai who came to Xianfu City this time.

Moreover, Yue Houpu, like Han Wenxuan, is a disciple of the Xingxuhai innate master Yinghuo Zhenren.

In other words, he is Han Wenxuan's senior brother.

However, the relationship between the two seems a little subtle.

On both sides of the banquet, Han Xuntian sat on one side and Yang Chunlou sat on the other side.

Below them were the elders, stewards and Xingxuhai disciples of Tianxuan Sect.

"Brother Houpu, please forgive me! My Xianfu City is located in a remote area and I can't offer you anything decent." Yang Chunlou smiled and toasted Yue Houpu with a glass of wine.

Yue Houpu: "Brother Chunlou is so polite! I am flattered. This wine is quite extraordinary. It is made with spiritual medicine, right?"

Yang Chunlou: "Brother, you have good taste! This is the spiritual wine brewed by my Yang family with hundreds of spiritual medicines, and it has been aged underground for nearly three hundred years.

Now I still have a few jars at home. Why don't you give them all to you, brother?"

"How can I feel embarrassed?"

Yang Chunlou: "Brother and I hit it off right away. It's just a few jars of wine. What's there to be embarrassed about?

You don't accept it? Is it too polite?"

Yue Houpu said helplessly: "No, this... Forget it, I can't refuse Brother Chunlou's kindness."

Seeing the two of them toasting and calling each other brothers, many people at the table had some complaints in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say it out loud.

But it's strange.

The people from Xingxu Sea were obviously recruited by Han Xuntian, but Yue Houpu and Yang Chunlou were very close, like brothers who had not seen each other for many years and had different fathers and mothers.

After three rounds of wine.

Yue Houpu finally stopped chatting with Yang Chunlou.

He looked at Han Xuntian beside him.

"Master Han, please talk about business. We have been here for a few days and we have almost recovered.

Next, we have to eliminate the blood disaster in Beifu County, but we don't know your place, so we need the help of Xingxuanmen."

Han Xuntian: "Of course, brother Yue, this place is the foundation of our sect, and we will not let you work alone.

If you need anything, just tell me, I will order the disciples of Xingxuanmen to listen to your orders first."

"That's good."

Yue Houpu: "But we don't know the strength of your disciples.

In case there are any mistakes, why don't we find an opportunity to have a sect martial arts performance in the near future, so that we can see the strength of your disciples and cooperate in the future."

Han Xuntian nodded: "No problem, how about three days later, I will summon disciples of various realms of the sect to show their martial arts in front of brother Yue."

"Wait..."

Suddenly, Yang Chunlou next to him interrupted: "Master, martial arts cannot be demonstrated. Only real fighting can show strength."

"Oh?" Han Xuntian frowned slightly: "What do you think, Elder Yang?"

Yang Chunlou: "How about a martial arts competition? Pick some elite disciples of various realms, two groups of Xuanliu and Ruzang.

Compete in martial arts in front of Brother Houpu. If the disciples of Xingxiuhai want to, they can also participate and give some advice to the disciples of Xingxuanmen.

How about it?"

Yue Houpu nodded: "Brother Chunlou's words make sense, but letting your disciples fight like this is a bit of a joke for them.

I'll add some prizes and reward the winning disciples."

He thought, this is just the right way to show off his muscles to Xingxuanmen, and they will be obedient when the blood trouble is eliminated later.

Han Xuntian wanted to say something, but seeing this, he had to nod: "Then let's do as Elder Yang said."

Everyone discussed the blood trouble problem for a long time before they dispersed.

...

Late at night.

In the study room of the master's residence.

Han Xuntian and his son Han Wenxuan, as well as several managers from his department, are discussing something.

Yuan Yi is also here. He asked: "Young master, shouldn't the people of Xingxuhai be of the same blood as you?

Why is your senior brother getting closer to Yang Chunlou?"

Han Wenxuan said helplessly: "My senior brother has always been jealous. Seeing that Master treats me well, he feels unfair and has always treated me badly.

This time I told Master that I would come back and make Xingxuanmen a subsidiary sect.

Master agreed, but I didn't expect that Senior Brother would take the initiative to follow.

I guessed that he had bad intentions. It seems that he is here to ruin my business and prevent Xingxuanmen from returning to our Han family.

However, don't worry, father! No one can take away the Han family's things!"

The right to appoint the leader of the subsidiary sect belongs to the sect of the master.

Han Xuntian originally wanted his son to be a disciple of the innate master of Xingxuhai. After becoming a subsidiary sect, Xingxuhai would vigorously support the Han family.

By then, even if the original faction of Tianxuan Sect weakened, he would be able to regain power.

But the arrival of Yue Houpu, who was at odds with Han Wenxuan, was beyond his expectations.

If Yue Houpu interferes and affects Xingxiuhai's decision, Han Xuntian's life will be difficult.

Han Xuntian could only sigh: "Let's take it one step at a time. Let's prepare for the competition first."

...

On the other side.

Yang Chunlou, Yu Miao, Ye Longjian and Chen Mengzhen, the elder of the Chen family, were also discussing together.

Ye Longjian said sarcastically: "Elder Yang is so generous today! I spent 100,000 taels on your jars of wine, but you refused to sell one jar. Today, you gave them all away!"

Yu Miao also said: "Elder Yang, are you so anxious to express your position to the new master?"

"You two! What do you mean!" Yang Chunlou suddenly showed murderous intent.

He immediately calmed down several people, and they remembered that this old man with a white beard who looked old was a warrior in the Fusion Blood Realm.

Yang Chunlou's tone relaxed again: "I am doing this for our four families!

Didn't you see? Han Wenxuan is the direct disciple of the innate master. If nothing unexpected happens, the Xingxuan Sect and Xianfu City will belong to them.

Fortunately, I can see that Yue Houpu and Han Wenxuan are not on good terms, so we have a chance. You didn't try to curry favor with him, but ridiculed me.

Are you happy to see our four families driven out of Xianfu City?"

The other elders thought about it and it seemed to be true. When they saw the people coming from Xingxuhai, they thought Han Xuntian was going to become powerful, so they were only concerned about being hostile to Xingxuhai.

Yang Chunlou said again: "Listen to me! Go back and let the potential disciples of each family prepare for the competition! Perform well and let Xingxuhai see who is the boss of Xingxuan Sect.

Especially Yu Chen of the Yu family and Ye Yunfei of the Ye family, they must show the style of the future sect master!"

"I understand."

The other three elders nodded and went back to inform the disciples of each family.

Only Yang Chunlou was left, and a smile appeared on his lips.

In fact, he had a deeper plan, which was to invest in Yue Houpu.

His Yang family's genius was fading, but if Yue Houpu could be promoted to Xiantian, he only needed to say a few good words, and Xingxiuhai would pass on the position of the leader and the position of the elder to his Yang family.

Yue Houpu was already at the peak of blood fusion, and he was not too old, less than 70 years old, so there was still a great hope for his promotion.