“Third Brother, is everything ready?”
Han Shaolong whispered beside Han Zhibao’s ear. While he talked, he looked around at the lively crowd. He was afraid someone was eavesdropping.
“Yes, I have arranged everything. The moment anyone tries to leave, the people I have placed will kill them. Not a single person will escape.” Han Zhibao nodded. He wasn’t aggressive like when he was talking with Han Tianhu—he was like a completely different person.
After hearing Han Zhibao’s answer, Han Shaolong smiled, and there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes.
This was entirely Han Shaolong’s idea, and he was going to pin the blame on Han Tianhu. Once things went wrong, his father would naturally send him to deal with the mess. In the future, the position of villa master would be his.
Although Hai Zhibao was loved by their father, all three knew that no matter what happened, he would not become the next villa master. It could only be between Han Shaolong or Han Tianhu. Han Zhibao and Han Tianhu were always butting heads, but Han Zhibao had a rather good relationship with Han Shaolong, so he was taking advantage of this opportunity to help Han Shaolong.
Compared to Han Tianhu, who couldn’t hide his feelings, Han Shaolong was much more mature and calm.
As their father’s cultivation became stronger and stronger, he would no longer pay attention to the trivial matters of managing the Wind Mountain Villa. His father had already tasted the sweetness of strength when he reached the Spirit Core Realm, and he desired even more strength. Who would think they were too powerful?
Today, he was going to take his chance to decrease his second brother’s chances of becoming the villa master. He was also going to seize this chance to please that senior. Then that senior would give him even more powerful treasures and cultivation methods so his strength could improve even more.
After talking with Han Zhibao a bit, Han Shaolong glanced around a bit before heading to the third floor.
At this moment, a quarrel was taking place on the fifth floor.
On the fifth floor, aside from the old man enjoying the food, there was also the couple from the tea stand.
Aside from them, there was a cold-looking man in green with a flying sword on his back, as well as three young men wearing the same clothes. They seemed to belong to the same sect or faction.
The final group consisted of five burly men all sitting together around a table. Although their clothes were a bit messy, they were all at the Spirit Core Realm and gave off ferocious auras.
Counting Pei Su Su and San Wu, who had come with Zhao Jiuge, and the old man’s two disciples, there was a total of 13 people.
Zhao Jiuge and Pei Su Su were talking outside the room in the corridor while enjoying the scenery. They didn’t notice that the atmosphere inside the room was changing.
The white-haired old man was still enjoying the spirit fruits and spirit wines with his two disciples. They completely ignored the subtle change in the atmosphere. As for San Wu, he had already begun wolfing down the food, and there were crumbs on the sides of his mouth. Fortunately, this little monk didn’t drink.
The couple was sitting at a table on their own and didn’t interact with anyone.
The cold man in green was sitting at a table by himself. The flying sword that was wrapped up had somehow appeared on the table before him.
The remaining two tables were occupied by the three young men wearing the same clothes and the five burly men. They were the only two groups that were talking. However, the difference was that the three young men were talking quietly, afraid of affecting the others here. The five burly men were all talking very loudly and didn’t care about the other people here.
As for Zhao Jiuge and Pei Su Su talking in the corridor outside, their chat was lost to the wind and didn’t affect the rest of the people inside.
One of the five burly men had a fierce gaze and a long scar that went from his forehead to his cheek. The scar looked like a centipede and was quite frightening.
He held a wine cup in one hand, drinking a speciality of the region, and his unfriendly gaze landed on everyone in the room. His gaze was extremely invasive, and he wasn’t hiding it at all.
He looked like the leader of the group, and from the atmosphere this group gave off, they didn’t seem to be good people. They were most likely murderers and robbers who heard the news and wanted to get a chance to enter the rank-5 spirit vein to improve their strength.
A muffled sound echoed through the pavilion. After he had finished looking at everyone inside the pavilion, he slammed the wine cup on the table.
This sound suddenly attracted the gazes of everyone beside San Wu and the white-haired old man—these two continued to eat. Even the white-haired old man’s two disciples looked toward the burly man with the scar.
“There are a total of 13 Spirit Core Realm cultivators here, but there are only 10 slots. What do you all say we should do about it?” the burly man said with a smile.
It was fine if he didn’t smile, but the moment he smiled, his scar moved, and it looked like the centipede was alive.
Hearing the burly men’s words filled with hidden intent, the cold-looking man looked at the table in a daze, thinking about something. The couple also raised their brows but made no sound. The three remaining young men in blue looked at each other. It was unknown what they were thinking.
Bang!
The scarred man slammed the table and said, “Since no one wants to speak up, then I’ll come up with an idea.”
The moment he spoke, he pointed at the three three young men in blue and loudly said, “Later, the three of you won’t fight for the spots. Without the three of you, there will be exactly 10 people for the 10 spots.”
After he spoke, the three young men in blue were shocked and didn’t know how to react. They were filled with doubt, and they didn’t know why the scarred man wanted them to give up their spots.
The three young men were likely disciples from some family or sect and hadn’t been through much. They were all shocked by the ferocious aura from the scarred man and panicked when it hit them. However, they were still at the Spirit Core Realm, and one of them looked at his two companions and felt indignation.
“Why the three of us? What’s more, why would we listen to you? Why don’t three of you give up your spots instead?”
The young man had phoenix eyes and white skin. He wasn’t handsome and instead was rather feminine. However, his voice was no weaker than the scarred man’s.
“Huh? A few little brats dare to speak? When I started cultivating, you were still counting your fingers inside your mother.”
The scarred man laughed mockingly, and the scar on his face moved once more.
His words caused the four other burly men beside him to laugh as well.
“I advise you all to be obedient, or else I’ll make it so you can’t leave the Wind Mountain Villa. Before you die, clean your chrysanthemums so I can have my fun.”
After mocking them, the scarred man’s expression turned fierce and he shot a gaze filled with ill intent at the young man with tender, white skin like a woman’s. This caused the young man who had never been to the outside world before to shudder.
“Big Brother, you must have been enduring it for a long time. After we temper ourselves inside the spirit vein, we’ll go and have some fun.”
“Oh, aren't there three chicks right here?”
“Hahaha.”
The four people beside the scarred man kept jeering, but those words caused the woman of the couple to be filled with disgust.
“Hmph, you’re going too far! I want to see just how strong you are. Even if you have more people, we’re not afraid!”
Being humiliated like this before so many people, even the feminine young man and his two companions became enraged.
The three of them released their auras without hesitation, two at the mid stage of the Spirit Core Realm and one at the late stage. They were from a pretty good sect and just happened to hear about this place. They had decided to come here to join the festivities and didn’t really care about the spirit vein. They had already tempered themselves in the spirit vein in their sect, but they wouldn’t lose face there. They were all proud disciples in their sect, so how could they withstand this kind of insult? When the three of them released their cultivation, it was uncertain who would win.
The scarred man was a bit shocked. He thought these inexperienced little fellows would be pushovers, and he never imagined they would push back. However, he was not an easy person to deal with either. He started out as an ordinary robber and entered the world of cultivation by chance. He had relied on being ruthless and risking his life to get to this point. Only he and his brothers were allowed to be angry at others. Anyone who dared to be angry at them was long dead.
The scarred man was too lazy to talk. He narrowed his eyes and revealed a ferocious gaze. Then a powerful aura erupted—he was at the late stage of the Spirit Core Realm.
Seeing their big brother ready to make a move, the four men beside him also stood up. Four more ferocious aura broke out.
They had started with nothing and risked their lives to improve their strength. Now that there was a chance to temper their bodies inside a spirit vein, they would do anything to take it. If anyone dared to stop them, they would risk their lives!
At this moment, a violent spirit force filled the fifth floor of the pavilion. It looked like a big fight was going to break out.
At this moment, Zhao Jiuge and Pei Su Su, who were still flirting outside, were shocked by this. They quickly went back into the pavilion.
The moment they entered, they saw the two sides facing off. Although they didn’t know what had happened, they could guess.
Just when both sides were about to fight, a lazy voice spoke out.
“Third Brother, is everything ready?”
Han Shaolong whispered beside Han Zhibao’s ear. While he talked, he looked around at the lively crowd. He was afraid someone was eavesdropping.
“Yes, I have arranged everything. The moment anyone tries to leave, the people I have placed will kill them. Not a single person will escape.” Han Zhibao nodded. He wasn’t aggressive like when he was talking with Han Tianhu—he was like a completely different person.
After hearing Han Zhibao’s answer, Han Shaolong smiled, and there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes.
This was entirely Han Shaolong’s idea, and he was going to pin the blame on Han Tianhu. Once things went wrong, his father would naturally send him to deal with the mess. In the future, the position of villa master would be his.
Although Hai Zhibao was loved by their father, all three knew that no matter what happened, he would not become the next villa master. It could only be between Han Shaolong or Han Tianhu. Han Zhibao and Han Tianhu were always butting heads, but Han Zhibao had a rather good relationship with Han Shaolong, so he was taking advantage of this opportunity to help Han Shaolong.
Compared to Han Tianhu, who couldn’t hide his feelings, Han Shaolong was much more mature and calm.
As their father’s cultivation became stronger and stronger, he would no longer pay attention to the trivial matters of managing the Wind Mountain Villa. His father had already tasted the sweetness of strength when he reached the Spirit Core Realm, and he desired even more strength. Who would think they were too powerful?
Today, he was going to take his chance to decrease his second brother’s chances of becoming the villa master. He was also going to seize this chance to please that senior. Then that senior would give him even more powerful treasures and cultivation methods so his strength could improve even more.
After talking with Han Zhibao a bit, Han Shaolong glanced around a bit before heading to the third floor.
At this moment, a quarrel was taking place on the fifth floor.
On the fifth floor, aside from the old man enjoying the food, there was also the couple from the tea stand.
Aside from them, there was a cold-looking man in green with a flying sword on his back, as well as three young men wearing the same clothes. They seemed to belong to the same sect or faction.
The final group consisted of five burly men all sitting together around a table. Although their clothes were a bit messy, they were all at the Spirit Core Realm and gave off ferocious auras.
Counting Pei Su Su and San Wu, who had come with Zhao Jiuge, and the old man’s two disciples, there was a total of 13 people.
Zhao Jiuge and Pei Su Su were talking outside the room in the corridor while enjoying the scenery. They didn’t notice that the atmosphere inside the room was changing.
The white-haired old man was still enjoying the spirit fruits and spirit wines with his two disciples. They completely ignored the subtle change in the atmosphere. As for San Wu, he had already begun wolfing down the food, and there were crumbs on the sides of his mouth. Fortunately, this little monk didn’t drink.
The couple was sitting at a table on their own and didn’t interact with anyone.
The cold man in green was sitting at a table by himself. The flying sword that was wrapped up had somehow appeared on the table before him.
The remaining two tables were occupied by the three young men wearing the same clothes and the five burly men. They were the only two groups that were talking. However, the difference was that the three young men were talking quietly, afraid of affecting the others here. The five burly men were all talking very loudly and didn’t care about the other people here.
As for Zhao Jiuge and Pei Su Su talking in the corridor outside, their chat was lost to the wind and didn’t affect the rest of the people inside.
One of the five burly men had a fierce gaze and a long scar that went from his forehead to his cheek. The scar looked like a centipede and was quite frightening.
He held a wine cup in one hand, drinking a speciality of the region, and his unfriendly gaze landed on everyone in the room. His gaze was extremely invasive, and he wasn’t hiding it at all.
He looked like the leader of the group, and from the atmosphere this group gave off, they didn’t seem to be good people. They were most likely murderers and robbers who heard the news and wanted to get a chance to enter the rank-5 spirit vein to improve their strength.
A muffled sound echoed through the pavilion. After he had finished looking at everyone inside the pavilion, he slammed the wine cup on the table.
This sound suddenly attracted the gazes of everyone beside San Wu and the white-haired old man—these two continued to eat. Even the white-haired old man’s two disciples looked toward the burly man with the scar.
“There are a total of 13 Spirit Core Realm cultivators here, but there are only 10 slots. What do you all say we should do about it?” the burly man said with a smile.
It was fine if he didn’t smile, but the moment he smiled, his scar moved, and it looked like the centipede was alive.
Hearing the burly men’s words filled with hidden intent, the cold-looking man looked at the table in a daze, thinking about something. The couple also raised their brows but made no sound. The three remaining young men in blue looked at each other. It was unknown what they were thinking.
Bang!
The scarred man slammed the table and said, “Since no one wants to speak up, then I’ll come up with an idea.”
The moment he spoke, he pointed at the three three young men in blue and loudly said, “Later, the three of you won’t fight for the spots. Without the three of you, there will be exactly 10 people for the 10 spots.”
After he spoke, the three young men in blue were shocked and didn’t know how to react. They were filled with doubt, and they didn’t know why the scarred man wanted them to give up their spots.
The three young men were likely disciples from some family or sect and hadn’t been through much. They were all shocked by the ferocious aura from the scarred man and panicked when it hit them. However, they were still at the Spirit Core Realm, and one of them looked at his two companions and felt indignation.
“Why the three of us? What’s more, why would we listen to you? Why don’t three of you give up your spots instead?”
The young man had phoenix eyes and white skin. He wasn’t handsome and instead was rather feminine. However, his voice was no weaker than the scarred man’s.
“Huh? A few little brats dare to speak? When I started cultivating, you were still counting your fingers inside your mother.”
The scarred man laughed mockingly, and the scar on his face moved once more.
His words caused the four other burly men beside him to laugh as well.
“I advise you all to be obedient, or else I’ll make it so you can’t leave the Wind Mountain Villa. Before you die, clean your chrysanthemums so I can have my fun.”
After mocking them, the scarred man’s expression turned fierce and he shot a gaze filled with ill intent at the young man with tender, white skin like a woman’s. This caused the young man who had never been to the outside world before to shudder.
“Big Brother, you must have been enduring it for a long time. After we temper ourselves inside the spirit vein, we’ll go and have some fun.”
“Oh, aren't there three chicks right here?”
“Hahaha.”
The four people beside the scarred man kept jeering, but those words caused the woman of the couple to be filled with disgust.
“Hmph, you’re going too far! I want to see just how strong you are. Even if you have more people, we’re not afraid!”
Being humiliated like this before so many people, even the feminine young man and his two companions became enraged.
The three of them released their auras without hesitation, two at the mid stage of the Spirit Core Realm and one at the late stage. They were from a pretty good sect and just happened to hear about this place. They had decided to come here to join the festivities and didn’t really care about the spirit vein. They had already tempered themselves in the spirit vein in their sect, but they wouldn’t lose face there. They were all proud disciples in their sect, so how could they withstand this kind of insult? When the three of them released their cultivation, it was uncertain who would win.
The scarred man was a bit shocked. He thought these inexperienced little fellows would be pushovers, and he never imagined they would push back. However, he was not an easy person to deal with either. He started out as an ordinary robber and entered the world of cultivation by chance. He had relied on being ruthless and risking his life to get to this point. Only he and his brothers were allowed to be angry at others. Anyone who dared to be angry at them was long dead.
The scarred man was too lazy to talk. He narrowed his eyes and revealed a ferocious gaze. Then a powerful aura erupted—he was at the late stage of the Spirit Core Realm.
Seeing their big brother ready to make a move, the four men beside him also stood up. Four more ferocious aura broke out.
They had started with nothing and risked their lives to improve their strength. Now that there was a chance to temper their bodies inside a spirit vein, they would do anything to take it. If anyone dared to stop them, they would risk their lives!
At this moment, a violent spirit force filled the fifth floor of the pavilion. It looked like a big fight was going to break out.
At this moment, Zhao Jiuge and Pei Su Su, who were still flirting outside, were shocked by this. They quickly went back into the pavilion.
The moment they entered, they saw the two sides facing off. Although they didn’t know what had happened, they could guess.
Just when both sides were about to fight, a lazy voice spoke out.
