Chapter 68: What a Coincidence
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Chapter 68: What a Coincidence
Yan Shu, who had been secretly gloating on the side, was stunned by the scolding. Originally, he had both gotten his revenge and could hide aside to watch the excitement, but who knew Guan Weiwu’s way of thinking made no sense at all—he actually directed his anger at him.
However, his mind was indeed quick. After a slight hesitation, he thought of a solution: “The refined pills, except for those distributed to the island’s disciples, were all collected by the sect. If the two elders find the sect master and explain the situation, I think the sect master will surely be accommodating.”
“Not bad!” Guan Weiwu nodded.
Fei Denan also agreed: “Then let’s go! What are we waiting for?”
“Let’s go.” Guan Weiwu flew off first.
“You come along too.” Fei Denan grabbed Yue Qianchou again and flew away.
Yan Shu watched the three flying away with a sinister smile. Yesterday he had learned from his father’s mouth that the sect’s remaining few Foundation Building Pills had all been sent out as favors.
Before flying away, Yue Qianchou subconsciously looked back at Yan Shu and clearly saw him reveal a trace of a successful conspiracy smile. His heart couldn’t help but skip a beat. If he wasn’t mistaken, this trip would probably be in vain again.
“Yan Shu, if I still can’t get the Foundation Building Pill this time, this matter must be related to you. If you dare to ruin my important business, I swear to kill you!”
Yue Qianchou’s heart was filled with murderous intent.
Even Fei Denan, who was carrying him in flight, was startled. With his cultivation level, being so close to Yue Qianchou, he could naturally sense the strong killing intent from the person in his hands. It wasn’t the ordinary resentment of common people, but the kind of iron-blooded ruthlessness of someone who held the power of life and death and could determine others’ fate.
He couldn’t help but look at him a few more times, thinking to himself: ‘For an ordinary Qi Refining stage disciple to be so valued by Ninth Aunt, this boy’s background is probably not ordinary!’
The two landed in front of Penglai Pavilion. Guan Weiwu had already gone in.
Fei Denan looked at Yue Qianchou, who had started out pitiful but now had a cold expression, and asked: “Yue Qianchou, what’s wrong with you?”
“I’m afraid we’ve made another wasted trip.” Yue Qianchou looked up at the sect master’s room on the third floor with an expressionless face.
Fei Denan smiled: “You’re overthinking it. The sect always keeps a few pills in reserve. With Elder Guan and me both here, the sect master will give us this much face.”
“I just hope it’s not Yan Shu playing tricks.” Yue Qianchou’s eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a cold light.
“Yan Shu?” Fei Denan was stunned and asked in confusion: “You mean that Yan Shu, son of Elder Yan Tuo, is playing tricks?”
Yue Qianchou nodded: “I have a grudge with this person. The Alchemy Pavilion not having my Foundation Building Pill is probably his deliberate doing.”
He suddenly pointed at Penglai Pavilion and sneered: “I hope I’m wrong.”
Fei Denan looked thoughtfully at Yue Qianchou, whose temperament was completely different from before.
“Old Fei, why are you two staying down there? Come up quickly.” Guan Weiwu stuck his head out from a second-floor window.
“Let’s go! We’ll talk after seeing the sect master.” Fei Denan said. Yue Qianchou grunted and said nothing more.
Penglai Pavilion was still the same. Looking at this place that resembled a government office building from his previous life, Yue Qianchou had once dreamed of having an office here someday. Anyone who had a room here was at the elder level! But now he wasn’t in that mood.
The three came to the sect master’s room. Guan Weiwu called out: “Sect Master, are you in?”
“Come in.” The sect master’s authoritative voice came from inside.
Guan Weiwu pushed open the door, and the three walked in, first saying: “Sect Master.”
Sect Master Feng Xiangtian saw that it was Elders Guan and Fei, nodded and smiled. When he saw Yue Qianchou behind them, he couldn’t help but pause. He had a deep impression of this Yue Qianchou! He had almost brought him considerable trouble.
He had also heard about Yue Qianchou being borrowed by Fei Denan to tend spiritual herbs at Wanfen Garden, but hadn’t paid much attention. Now this combination had come—could it be that something had happened?
“What’s this about?” Feng Xiangtian asked in confusion.
Guan Weiwu stepped forward first and rattled off a detailed account of what had happened, then said: “Sect Master, just give us a Foundation Building Pill.”
Feng Xiangtian’s gaze moved among the three, finally settling on Yue Qianchou: “There aren’t any. It’s no use finding me.”
Fei Denan looked at Yue Qianchou in surprise, thinking he had really guessed correctly, but still asked: “Aren’t there extra Foundation Building Pills?”
“There aren’t any left.” Feng Xiangtian shook his head.
“I say, senior brother, you’re not being this stingy, are you?”
Guan Weiwu glared with his bull eyes, huffing angrily: “If we were outside, my disciple would have to call you senior uncle. You won’t even spare a Foundation Building Pill? My father passed the sect master position to you, and you won’t even give me this much face.”
“Bullshit!”
Feng Xiangtian got angry when he heard this, pointing his finger and scolding: “What does master passing me the sect master position have to do with this? You have some nerve saying such things. You confused master can’t even remember your own disciple’s Foundation Building Pill, and you still have the face to come here and throw a tantrum. If it were anyone else, I would have thrown them out long ago.
There are no Foundation Building Pills. If you’re not satisfied, dare you come with me to Tianxin Pavilion to argue with master? Let’s see how master will deal with you.”
“I…” Hearing about going to Tianxin Pavilion, Guan Weiwu immediately lost his fire and was speechless.
Only now did Yue Qianchou learn that the previous sect master was the current sect master’s master and also Guan Weiwu’s father. In that case, when he originally chose a master, he hadn’t chosen wrong—he was actually from the same lineage as the sect master.
Seeing that even Floating Immortal Island’s top boss was angry, he wanted to speak up to explain a few things for his master, but the level here was too high—it wasn’t his place as a small disciple to interrupt.
“Sect Master, don’t blame Old Guan. This matter was assigned by Ninth Aunt. We’re really afraid we can’t explain to Ninth Aunt when we go back. Please help us think of a solution!” Fei Denan said with a bitter smile.
Feng Xiangtian was stunned and asked in surprise: “How did this matter involve Ninth Aunt? Why would she care about a…”
He glanced at Yue Qianchou but didn’t finish his sentence. However, everyone could understand what he meant. The sect master’s cultivation prevented him from finishing his words in front of a junior disciple.
Fei Denan shook his head: “I don’t know either. Sect Master, if there are still Foundation Building Pills, please give us one! It’s not anything important.”
Foundation Building Pills, in the eyes of these Tribulation Crossing stage cultivators, naturally weren’t anything valuable—they couldn’t even be considered supplements.
Feng Xiangtian glanced at Guan Weiwu, who was standing aside silently, slowly stood up, and said:
“It’s not that I won’t give them to you—you really came a day too late. Yesterday I received a jade slip message from Qionghua Fairy, the sect master of Wangyue Sect, saying they urgently needed a batch of Foundation Building Pills and asking our Floating Immortal Island for help.
You know that Wangyue Sect and our Floating Immortal Island have always been on good terms, and moreover, Qionghua Fairy personally asked. Naturally, our Floating Immortal Island had to help.
The island’s more than twenty Foundation Building Pills, including those left over from previous times, I’ve already ordered Elder Qin to personally deliver to Wangyue Sect. How can you ask me to produce Foundation Building Pills now?”
‘Little cabbage, yellow in the field, three years old, lost her mother…’
Yue Qianchou felt incredibly bitter inside, tears flowing down into his stomach. He was truly more miserable than little cabbage. Although this matter inevitably involved Yan Shu’s scheming, even he couldn’t influence Wangyue Sect!
That was a major sect ranked third among the righteous sects in the cultivation world. How could a late-stage Core Formation disciple possibly influence it? To encounter such a coincidental event—if this wasn’t a bitter fate, what was?
