Chapter 7 Slapping Servants

  Bang!

  Xia Qi kicked the back of Jian Wuyou's knee, and Jian Wuyou immediately knelt down to the ground. Xia Qi also picked up the four thrown-out treasures and four storage bags.

  Storage bags are the lowest grade goods in the Immortal World, and at a glance, it's clear that they were uniformly distributed by the sect. The four pieces of magical artifacts are also the lowest grade goods. However, even so, Xia Qi still had a joyful expression on his face.

  "Damn it, Xian Wu Xiao, you old scoundrel! You took my storage bag and treasure, now I've taken your disciple's treasure. This is retribution!" Xia Qi cursed inwardly at Xian Wu Xiao, while his gaze fell on Xian Wu You.

  Jian Wu's identity has been revealed, such an excellent person, the treasure in his hand can't be a common product, right?

  "Mystical Treasure of the Dharma!"

  As expected, when his gaze fell on the sword under Jian Wuyou's feet, Xia Qi couldn't help but exclaim in surprise! As a loose cultivator, Xia Qi had never touched high-grade magical artifacts before, but his eyes were not bad. At this moment, he could see at a glance that the flashing cold light of the sword was actually a low-grade Xuanpin artifact!

  He grasped the sharp sword, and Xia Qi's heart was slightly excited. As a loose cultivator who had only reached the fifth layer of the Qi Refining stage, he had used the highest-grade treasure, which was a yellow-grade lower-tier treasure. Now, in his hand, he held a mysterious black-grade lower-tier treasure, which was a whole grade higher!

  "Clang!"

  With a slight movement, the sharp sword hummed, just placed on Jian Wu You's neck, the strong wind blew by, blowing up the hair that rolled over the blade and was cut into two segments, floating down!

  "What a great sword! It's really a treasured blade!" Xia Qi was overjoyed, this dark-grade lower-tier sword was extremely valuable, if he had to rely on his own efforts, it would be unknown how long it would take for him to obtain one.

  Xia Qi's face lit up with joy, but Jian Wuyou and a few others had gloomy faces, their eyes flashing with endless murderous intent when Xia Qi wasn't paying attention. In their hearts, they secretly vowed that once they escaped, they would definitely chop this bastard into pieces!

  Xia Qi looked at Li Jian with great joy, but suddenly his gaze shifted and fell on the storage bag at Sword Worry's waist. Sword Worry, who was being held back by Li Jian, stiffened slightly!

  "Hey, big brother, don't go too far! I'm the sect leader's direct disciple, and today's matter is my fault. This sword can be considered as an apology gift, how about we just drop it here? Making a big fuss won't do you any good!" Jian Wu You said in a low voice, unable to bear it anymore.

  "Bang!"

  "Cut the crap! Hand over the storage bag and acknowledge allegiance to me, or you'll be killed by Young Master!" With a backhanded slap, Xia Qi's face turned ferocious, and the sharp sword in his hand exerted a slight force, instantly staining the blade with scarlet blood!

  "Don't... don't be rash! I'll hand over the storage bag to Brother Shi right away!" Jian Wuyou was indeed frightened, his face pale with a crying tone, and he hastily took out the storage bag from his waist, simultaneously releasing its recognition seal, and handed it over to Xia Qi.

  "Good things are indeed rare!"

  Xia Qi's face showed a look of surprise, the elixirs and other items in his storage bag were not only numerous but also of good quality, probably even an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator would have such wealth!

  …………

  "What a commotion here!"

  Just as Xia Qi, who had just put away the storage bag, was thinking of ways to take advantage of his absolute safety during this period to torment Jian Wu You and avenge himself for the suffering he endured here, a loud and stern shout pierced through the sky like thunder!

  "Whoosh!"

  A strong gust of wind howled, and a brilliant light flashed. In the sky, five figures stepped on sharp swords and descended straight into the courtyard. Before Xia Qi could see their faces clearly, they had already arrived in front of him!

  Five figures descended, stirring up dust and fallen leaves in the courtyard. One of them wore a green robe with three sharp swords embroidered on it, unmistakably a disciple of the San Xiao Sword Sect!

  Five people were all in the foundation-building period, their auras pressing forward like a tidal wave. Before they even approached, Xia Qi had already felt an enormous pressure, and only then did the circulation of his true yuan slightly improve.

  "Unworried junior brother?! How dare you! Who are you? Let go of Unworried junior brother at once!"

  When the five of them saw clearly what was happening in the courtyard, the leader of the law enforcement disciples suddenly changed color, his eyes turned cold, and he drew his sword, pointing it at Xia Qi, shouting loudly!

  "Bang!"

  Another slap in the face.

  "Who dares to come over? I'll kill him!"

  Xia Qi directly slapped him, and indeed, Jian Wu's reputation was big enough to be life-threatening. With one move, he subdued everyone. The five foundation-building disciples were all shocked, but they didn't dare take another step forward!

  "Go quickly and inform Master Zong!"

  Jian Wuyou was about to cry out in anger, his face burning with pain, but being slapped in the face by someone was a minor matter. What made him feel like he wanted to bang his head against the wall was that Xia Qi had just given him another slap! He quickly let out a loud shout.

  "Hiss!"

  Before the words had fallen, Xia Qi felt a strong gust of wind blowing past his ears, and a figure flashed by like lightning. He grasped at the air, but Xue Wu You, who had been holding a sword to his neck, had vanished into thin air!

  "Who is it?!"

  Xia Qixin's heart suddenly turned cold, and he let out a loud shout! At this moment, no one else was around, and others didn't know his importance. If he were to be killed by a single sword, it would be too unjust for him to die like that!

  "Hum! What are you people doing?"

  In the courtyard, a majestic-looking middle-aged man in purple robes suddenly appeared, let out a cold hum, and instantly everyone felt an aura as massive as a mountain range rushing towards them, making people almost kneel down involuntarily!

  "I've seen the sect leader!"

  Apart from Xia Qi, a group of people knelt down, shouting in horror, while the middle-aged man in purple robes fixed his gaze on Xia Qi.

  "Greetings, Master!"

  Among the crowd's astonished faces, Xia Qi also knelt down and respectfully opened his mouth. As soon as he spoke, a group of cultivators in the courtyard were stunned, even Xian Wu, who was holding Jian Wu in her hand, had an astonishing expression!

  The one who snatched away Jian Wu You was surprisingly Jian Wu Xie, the sect master of San Xiao Sword Sect!

  "Everyone step back, you few stay!"

  Jian's sword swept past Xia Qi, a flash of cold intent flickering in the depths of his eyes, but it was gone in an instant. He turned to wave at the guards and five law enforcement disciples at the door, telling them to leave.

  Seeing the appearance of Jian Wuxie, and Xia Qi calling Jian Wuxie as Shifu as well, the few remaining cultivators who followed Jian Wuyou here had their faces turn deathly pale, without a hint of blood color!

  Both of them are the top disciples, and a few ordinary Qi Refining stage disciples joined in, what good results can they get? Thinking of Jian Wuxie's ruthless methods in dealing with his enemies, the five Qi Refining stage disciples couldn't help but shudder!

  "What exactly happened? Tell me the truth!" Jian Wuxie's gaze turned cold, falling on the monk whose right leg had been broken by Xia Qi.