Dao Jie glanced at Ye Bufan next to him, his eyes as calm as water, without any disturbance.
"That is your business and has nothing to do with the Law Enforcement Palace. Regardless of whether you challenge it or not, you must act in accordance with the rules, otherwise you will be severely punished!"
After he finished speaking, his figure disappeared from the place in a flash. The huge pressure from before was instantly dissipated, and everyone present felt relieved.
Although the Daojie people left, Lu Gan did not have the courage to continue the conflict with the Ninth Peak.
Once he angered the law enforcement palace master, the consequences would be disastrous, and even Bai Lingpu couldn't save him.
He glanced at Bo Liang and signaled the other party to continue the challenge.
This guy has his own ideas and wants to let the two of them fight again no matter what.
As long as Ye Bufan is hurt, Feng Zhiwu will most likely get angry and take action, and then she will have a chance.
Although the Taoist precepts are strict, one has to act according to the sect rules after all. If Feng Zhiwu makes a mistake first, even if she is punished, the punishment will not be too severe.
Bo Liang lost the battle just now, and he was not convinced. Instead, he gritted his teeth in hatred.
"Young man named Ye, do you dare to fight me with real swords and guns?"
Ye Bufan's eyes were sharp and he had already caught all of Lu Gan's little moves. He knew very clearly that now it was not just Bo Liang alone, but the entire Fifth Peak who was targeting him.
"It's okay to challenge, but I've already won one today. I'm too tired. Let's talk about it later!"
As soon as he said these words, the emotions of everyone around him that had just been suppressed by the Taoist command were instantly ignited.
"Come on, this guy is really shameless. He has the nerve to say that he won a match. Does this have anything to do with him?"
"I'm tired of you, you big-headed devil. Have you moved a finger?"
"Shameless, so shameless, I have never seen such a shameless person..."
Although Boliang was angry, he had no choice. The remaining power of the Taoist discipline was still there, and he did not dare to violate the Liuguang Sword Sect's rules.
According to the sect's regulations, if a disciple with low cultivation level does not accept the challenge, there is nothing he can do.
"Since it doesn't work today, then we will fight again at this time tomorrow."
"Tomorrow, I may not be in a good mood."
Ye Bufan smiled coquettishly, "Let's do this. If you offer me 10,000 low-grade immortal crystals, maybe I will feel better after seeing it, so I can agree to your challenge."
As soon as the words came out, the people who had just calmed down once again burst into anger.
Those are low-grade fairy crystals, not stones. This guy wants ten thousand crystals when he opens his mouth. It's like a lion opening his mouth.
Bo Liang was so angry that his eyes burst into flames. He had been defrauded of three thousand low-grade fairy crystals by this waste, and this time he wanted ten thousand more.
"What? Ten thousand low-grade immortal crystals, why don't you go and grab them?"
"How is that possible! Although I am only a registered disciple, I still know how to abide by the sect's rules."
Ye Bufan smiled even more happily. If it were just the guy in front of him, he wouldn't be able to ask for 10,000 low-grade immortal crystals, and the other party wouldn't be able to get it either.
But the person standing behind him just now was Lu Gan. Since this old guy wants to target him, what can he do without some blood?
"If you have a price, it's not blackmail. I'm not forcing you to take the money. Just say whether you want to take it or not. If you don't take it, I can go back to sleep."
After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he took Feng Zhiwu's jade hand and turned around to leave.
"Wait a moment."
Lu Gan opened his mouth to stop him.
Zhao Shicheng's eyes widened: "What are you going to do?"
"Isn't it just 10,000 low-grade immortal crystals? I, Lu, have given away this money, and I have to get the face of Fifth Peak back no matter what."
Lu Gan is a smiling tiger, he doesn't want to reveal his true purpose, so he puts his hat on the face of Fifth Peak.
Then he flipped his wrist and a storage ring flew out.
Ye Bufan doesn't care about that much, what he wants now is the Immortal Crystal, and it doesn't matter who gets it.
His consciousness scanned it and nodded with satisfaction: "No more, no less, exactly 10,000."
Bo Liang was a little surprised. He didn't expect Manager Lu to be so generous, but the money had been taken. The most important thing now was to settle the bet.
"Young man named Ye, can you accept my challenge now?"
"Okay, we will continue at this time tomorrow."
Ye Bufan put the storage ring away with a smile, then came to Huang Yi and signed another bet.
Except for the time, the content is exactly the same as yesterday. The battle will start before the clock hour tomorrow. If the battle is not done before the clock hour, it will be automatically lost.
Putting down the pen in his hand, he looked at Bo Liang and smiled slightly: "You must be punctual tomorrow and don't be late again."
"Stop dreaming, just wait to die tomorrow."
Bo Liang was so angry that he was about to burst with anger. He had never felt so aggrieved in so many years.
"Okay, I hope you won't disappoint me."
After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he left hand in hand with Feng Zhiwu, and Zhao Shicheng also left with the disciples of Ninth Peak.
"Master Steward, thank you for your help just now!"
After leaving the crowd, he bowed to Zhao Shicheng and thanked him. In any case, he had helped him just now.
"It's a small matter, no matter what, you are also a disciple of my Ninth Peak, you can't be bullied by those bastards from the Fifth Peak!"
Feeling Zhao Shicheng's resentment, Ye Bufan asked: "Master Steward, why do I feel that the people at the Fifth Peak think something is not right about our Ninth Peak?"
"There's nothing surprising. The entire sect knows about the discord between our two peaks..."
Ye Bufan defeated Bo Liang today, which could be regarded as winning face for Ninth Peak, so Zhao Shicheng was in a very good mood and started talking nonstop.
Only then did Ye Bufan realize that there had been a long-standing grudge between the two families, and he just happened to bump into it.
Returning to the foot of the ninth peak, he was about to return to his courtyard when a little handyman hurried over.
"Master Steward, the Peak Master asked you to take Young Master Ye with you."
Since the peak master called, Ye Bufan and Feng Zhiwu followed Zhao Shicheng to the main hall on the top of the mountain.
Seeing the three people entering the door, Ji Shuxian said: "What's going on? What happened? I heard that Taoist priests are all gone?"
"Peak Master, it's like this..."
Zhao Shicheng told the story of what happened exactly, and finally said, "Today, I, the Ninth Peak, won the game, but I have another appointment tomorrow."
Having said this, a hint of worry flashed across his expression, obviously not optimistic about tomorrow's battle.
Ji Shuxian nodded, his eyes falling on Ye Bufan: "How sure are you of tomorrow's battle?"
"not sure."
Ye Bufan shook his head, then his face was filled with indignation.
"Although this disciple doesn't have any confidence, he is a member of the Ninth Peak after all, and he cannot let the Fifth Peak ride on him no matter what.
Tomorrow my disciples will fight to the death, and even if they die in battle, my reputation at the Ninth Peak will not be diminished."
Seeing him like this, Ji Shuxian nodded slightly, with a look of appreciation flashing in his eyes.
"Yes, this is what a cultivator of immortals should look like!"
Then he asked, "Is the person who attacked Boliang yesterday related to you?"
"No."
Ye Bufan shook his head firmly, "This disciple has just arrived at the sect and has neither the strength nor the connections.
If you ask me, it must be Boliang who has done many bad things and was retaliated against by others, and I just happened to run into him."
