Chapter 65: Vermilion Bird Mirror

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  "Wan Gui, don't be too excessive." The withered bones refused to comply, and violently shouted: "Is your disciple's life worth money? Just because they suffered a bit of injury, you want two top-grade artifacts? Are my disciples not considered disciples? Bai Li Yun also suffered severe injuries and is still unconscious now."

  "You're not willing to listen to reason, are you?" The old ancestor of the Ten Thousand Ghosts' face turned cold, and he sneered repeatedly: "In that case, don't mention compensation or not. I'll take it myself."

  "That's enough, both of you calm down." Butcher Long was also getting angry, and he loudly interrupted them: "You two are after all famous Golden Dan old ancestors, for the sake of a single top-grade artifact, arguing over who is superior, it's really unbecoming. Alright, one item, just one item, but Ku Gu, you have to compensate with 400,000 spirit stones. Wan Gui, don't be too stubborn either, Dīng Yuàn Yán was only injured after all, this compensation isn't small already."

  The old butcher's anger subsided, and the ten thousand ghosts and dry bones also stopped. One was painful, but it saved a disciple who might have been promoted to Jindan. The other was secretly pleased in his heart, originally it was clearly a disaster caused by Leidong. After this trick of the wicked person accusing first, stirring up the water, he actually got such a great benefit.

  As for the hundred-mile cloud waking up later and telling the truth to the withered bones, whether the withered bones believe it or not. There is no way to get support from the sects to directly put pressure on the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves. As for the withered bones coming alone to deceive them, would the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves still be afraid of him?

  Although both sides had a difficult expression, they finally agreed. Butcher Long also let out a sigh of relief: "That's settled then. From now on, both sides should get along harmoniously and no one is allowed to bring up this matter again. Also, within the next ten years, if there are any more conflicts between your two families, regardless of who is right or wrong, you will be severely punished. Especially you two old ancestors, if you can't control your subordinates, the sect will naturally find trouble with you." Butcher Long was also afraid that the two families would pretend to reconcile on the surface but secretly plot against each other, and in the future, there would be no end to it. He also used the sect's power to pressure them a bit, so as to avoid any big troubles.

  "Yes, Butcher Long." Although Rang and Ku were both old ancestors of the same level, they were still no match for the true power of a sect. They could usually tolerate you, but when it really came down to it, the power displayed by the sect would be extremely terrifying, which was also the way any sect survived.

  Soon, Wan Gui Lao Zu chose a mirror-shaped artifact from the only three or four top-grade artifacts in Ku Gu's private treasure trove. The shape was ancient, with an embossed carving of a Zhu Que, a rare bird from the Hong Huang era.

  This mirror is called the Vermilion Bird Mirror, and it has two effects when used against enemies. Firstly, it can shoot out a flame-like light from its surface, which can scorch and break through enemy defenses, with boundless power. Secondly, it can conjure up a Vermilion Bird from within the mirror to fight against the enemy. Of course, what appears is not actually a Vermilion Bird, but rather a creature that resembles one, possessing only a hint of its bloodline.

  Of course, the firebird that emerged from the mirror was not a physical or spiritual body, but a real and tangible product of a magical technique. From this, although the bird's power is great, with a mouthful of flames spewing out, even slightly inferior foundation-building cultivators dare not confront it head-on. However, whether in terms of intelligence or other aspects, they are far from being comparable to ghost servants with spiritual intelligence and war pets.

  But even so, this kind of magic tool is already a rare existence in the category of magic tools. Only such special and powerful, or even unique magic tools can be called top-grade magic tools. It's also because of this that the number of top-grade magic tools is so scarce. Even Golden Core cultivators may not necessarily be able to collect a few pieces. Unless it's a true heir or direct descendant, they would never pass them down.

  In addition, the 400,000 spirit stones were by no means a small amount even for a Golden Elixir cultivator. The two added together would be enough to make the old ancestor of the Dry Bone Sect feel heartache for a long time. Especially since he had also lost a high-quality Ghost General that he had cultivated himself, the loss was particularly severe.

  It was Wan Gui Lao Zu, who returned with a full load of thunder. All the way, even thinking about it made him want to laugh. This matter was really too satisfying. With his hands behind his back, he stood at the bow of the Ghost King's boat, looking spirited and proud.

  The lightning moved on its own, and the eye was greedy for this compensation. He carefully approached, smiled and said: "Old ancestor, I don't know how many spiritual stones the disciple can allocate?" Although he also coveted that top-grade artifact Zhuque Mirror, he had some self-awareness and knew that thing would never be his turn. He picked up a mirror and made it clear that it was left for Ding Yuanyan.

  "Ling stone? Heh heh." The old ancestor of the Ten Thousand Ghosts cast a displeased glance at Lei Dong, coldly sneering: "You've caused such trouble, making me go to the Dry Bone Peak and loudly scold like a shrew. You still want to ask for benefits? Go back and think about how you'll be punished later, get out of my sight."

  His face suddenly turned gloomy, and he said pitifully: "Old Ancestor, if it weren't for the disciple causing trouble, how could we have obtained two Shadow Tiger cubs, a top-grade artifact, and 400,000 spirit stones? Even if the disciple didn't make any contributions, they should at least get some consolation. Otherwise, you can just give the disciple 200,000 spirit stones."

  "Two hundred thousand spirit stones? Alright, I'll give them to you. Moreover, I want to calculate with you, this time helping you through the disaster and saving your life, as the Golden Elixir Ancestor, I've gone all out. It's worth at least one hundred thousand spirit stones, right? Also, my beloved Hellfire Wheel was damaged, and the Ghost General was injured. You should pay for the repair fees and the Ghost General's medical expenses, shouldn't you? Let's calculate it cheaply, five million each, totaling ten million. Moreover, in my Million Ghost Banner, the losses are huge..."

  "Alright, alright. Disciple doesn't want this spirit stone anymore..." Lei Dong's face turned bitter, if he continued to be calculated by the old ancestor, not only would he not get the 200,000 spirit stones, but he might even have to pay out several tens of thousands more. He thought to himself, this old ancestor's cheapness wasn't so easily taken advantage of after all.

  The old ancestor of the Ten Thousand Ghosts was also delighted and burst out laughing. This little guy, young and with low cultivation, could turn his hand into clouds and cover his hand with rain, using this old ancestor as a gun and still being used willingly. Turning it around to annoy him for a moment, instead made the old ancestor of the Ten Thousand Ghosts dissipate a lot of the stifling air in his heart.

  "The Spirit Stone is no longer yours, how about an Extreme Treasure artifact instead?" The Old Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Ghosts gazed at Lei Dong with a hint of a smile.

  The thunderous sound made him jump, his eyes shining brightly, and he nodded subconsciously: "Want, want, thank you, Old Ancestor, for bestowing this upon me." In his heart, he thought that the Old Ancestor was still quite good to him after all. He actually wanted to give this top-grade artifact to himself; although the Vermilion Bird Mirror was a bit effeminate, its power was still pretty good.

  "What are you daydreaming about?" Wan Gui Lao Zu snapped his fingers, and a powerful force shot out, causing Lei Dong to stumble. He laughed: "You're thinking beautifully, but your family's Ding Shi sister suffered so much for that. You actually have the nerve to compete with her for the Zhu Que mirror?"

  Lei Dong was knocked into a somersault, and he quickly got up with a smile: "Old ancestor, so you were trying to amuse your disciple?"

  "Who has the leisure to look for you?" Wan Gui Lao Zu sneered a few times: "Could it be that only that withered bone has top-grade artifacts? I don't have any on hand?"

  Lei Dong's eyes widened suddenly and he swallowed hard, his voice trembling as he asked: "Ancestor, do you mean to say that..."

  "Not bad, I can reward you with a top-grade artifact." Wan Gui Lao Zu seemed to enjoy the look of shock on Lei Dong's face, but then his expression changed and he said: "However, no work, no gain. Lei Dong, if you want to get a top-grade artifact, it won't be that easy."

  "When the master has a task, the disciple bears the labor." Lei's face turned solemn and serious: "What instructions does the ancestor have, the disciple will not hesitate even if it means going up a mountain of knives or down into a pot of oil."

  Looking at his flawless appearance, even the old ancestor of Wan Gui couldn't help but sigh in admiration. What a talent! His own personally taught disciple was indeed a talented individual...

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