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Chapter 216 Demanding More Benefits

The Yue family wasn't the only one having a lively time; the Kong family was too.

Linghui returned with the bodies of several monks from Jingwu Temple and recounted their journey to the Feng family.

A dark glint flashed in Kong Xiangtian's eyes. He had only wanted these two families to scout ahead for him, but he hadn't expected that only a little monk would return.

It seems that the Feng family has indeed gained a Grandmaster-level expert.

"Why didn't you bring back the corpses of my Tyrant Blade Sect disciples?"

The one who spoke up to hold someone accountable was Dao Yutian, the leader of the Ba Dao Sect.

This is a middle-aged man with a wild appearance. He is tall and strong, almost two meters tall, and just standing here gives people a sense of oppression.

He has high and slightly wide cheekbones, a well-defined and strong jawline, a healthy wheat-colored complexion, and abundant body hair.

Having learned that all the disciples he brought had died at the Feng family's hands, he was now clearly taking his anger out on Ling Hui.

Why could he bring back the corpses of those filthy monks, but not his own human corpse, so that they would not find peace even in death?

“Amitabha, it’s not that Linghui doesn’t want to, it’s that he can’t.”

It wasn't that Linghui was unwilling, but rather that she couldn't.

Sanqiang realized that Linghui meant no harm and did not make things difficult for him.

When he asked to take the body away, the Feng family only allowed him to take the monk's body.

When Ling Hui faced Dao Yutian's accusations, his eyes remained largely unmoved, as if the person who asked him the question was not a grandmaster but just an ordinary person.

"I see you're unwilling. Since my disciples are all dead, there's no need for you to live either. Go down and join them."

As he spoke, Dao Yutian used his finger to create blade energy, intending to kill Ling Hui on the spot.

Despite facing the oncoming sword energy, Linghui's eyes remained largely unchanged, like a statue devoid of joy or sorrow, and her face showed no fear whatsoever.

"Dao Yutian, you are a grandmaster, why would you attack a junior? Aren't you afraid of losing face if word gets out?"

Since you've already considered this, why don't I take you on?

The one who spoke up to stop it was none other than Abbot Huikong. After all, Linghui was his most prized disciple and the successor chosen by their Jingwu Temple. Of course, he wouldn't stand by and watch something happen to him.

They quickly neutralized Dao Yutian's sword energy, and the two engaged in a fierce battle.

The Grandmasters' attacks were incredibly destructive; many Kong family disciples were injured simply by the influence of their emanating true energy.

They all quickly withdrew from the center circle.

The monk Linghui ignored the situation and asked someone for a quiet spot to perform a ritual for his fellow disciples.

The fight between the two would definitely not end well; a Grandmaster is not so easy to kill.

The two of them don't have any deep-seated hatred for each other, and they won't really fight to that extent.

Finally, Kong Xiangtian intervened and stopped the two.

"Gentlemen, could you please stop for my sake? The Feng family is the one at fault; we can't afford to have internal strife anymore."

"The Feng family is really bold, daring to kill my Ba Dao Sect's disciples. They're tired of living."

"Go, lead the way. I won't be satisfied until I've slaughtered them all."

Dao Yutian was annoyed; he was the type to settle scores on the spot.

Unexpectedly, Monk Huikong was quite skilled; he was like a turtle with a shell on his head, making it difficult for his knife to cut him.

If this continues, both of them will be stuck in a stalemate and won't gain any advantage.

He was also willing to go along with Kong Xiangtian's words and back down gracefully.

Hearing Dao Yutian's words, Kong Xiangtian still stopped him.

"Sect Master Dao, I know you are grieving the death of your disciple, but the dead cannot be brought back to life. Tomorrow is the opening time of the secret realm, so to prevent any accidents, please go after you have passed through the secret realm."

Don't worry, I'll go with you to the secret realm after this."

In order to persuade Dao Yutian to stay, Kong Xiangtian had no choice but to appease him first.

Despite Dao Yutian's impulsive nature, he is absolutely formidable in terms of martial arts.

Just now, the fight between the monk Huikong and the monk seemed to be evenly matched, but in reality, Huikong was the one who was taking the beating most of the time.

If it really comes down to a fight to the death, only Monk Huikong will die.

"Alright, but all the disciples I brought with me died before we even entered the secret realm, so the benefits I promised before won't be enough."

"No problem, no problem. It is right to make it up to Master Dao. I am willing to add another 50% on top of what I promised before."

At this point, Kong Xiangtian would certainly not refuse Dao Yutian's suggestion.

Only after hearing about the tangible benefits did Dao Yutian finally sheathe his sword and leave.

After he left, Kong Xiangtian quickly comforted the monk Huikong.

"Huikong, are you alright? I never expected Dao Yutian to kill someone without a word, and to implicate you as well."

"Master Kong used a trick to shift the blame. Why did my disciples and the disciples of the Overlord Blade Sect go to the Feng family, and why were they killed by a powerful figure by such a coincidence? You should give me an explanation."

The monk Huikong was saved by Kong Xiangtian years ago and felt grateful to him.

Only then did he hear that Kong Xiangtian needed help, and without saying a word, he led his disciples over.

But he could not explain the deaths of so many of his disciples.

Dao Yutian couldn't understand it, but he understood it perfectly.

Kong Xiangtian hadn't expected the monk Huikong to speak so bluntly, so he could only speak up to refute him.

“I truly did not know about what happened today, but in order to make amends to your Jingwu Temple, I am willing to give up another 50% of the promised benefits.”

"That's not enough. This time it was my dereliction of duty. I can only make up for my mistake by bringing back more rare and precious materials and cultivating more new talents for Jingwu Temple. I want twice as much as you promised before."

Otherwise, I will contact the abbot to come and demand an explanation from your Kong family.

Monk Huikong was adamant; he had to fight for as many benefits as possible.

Kong Xiangtian never expected that sending them to scout ahead would cause so much trouble.

I should have put it off for now.

However, he was still very dissatisfied with the monk Huikong's exorbitant demands.

"Huikong, I was the one who saved you back then." Kong Xiangtian used the debt of gratitude to blackmail the monk Huikong, trying to stop him from being so aggressive.

“Amitabha Buddha, I will never forget the kindness of Master Kong. I will definitely repay you in the future.”

However, with so many people dead now, it's no longer something that can be resolved through personal favors.

We urge Patriarch Kong to make a decision quickly.

The monk Huikong's words were somewhat shameless.

He will repay the kindness sooner or later; as for when, that will be in the future.

If he doesn't get an explanation for what happened today, he's going to quit, and not only that, he'll call people to cause trouble.

With the opening of the secret realm just around the corner, Kong Xiangtian definitely didn't want any unforeseen complications.

It was precisely because he held Kong Xiangtian's lifeline that the monk Huikong was able to openly demand the money.

In the end, Kong Xiangtian had no choice but to agree.

"Alright, I'll accept your conditions as a gesture of respect to Jingwu Temple."

However, I'll need your help with tomorrow's journey to the secret realm.

Kong Xiangtian gritted his teeth in hatred, already harboring the idea of ​​destroying Jingwu Temple after successfully mastering the technique.

However, his face remained warm and friendly, showing no sign of reluctance.

"That's natural."

Tian Zhenzhen, who was being targeted and killed by poisonous insects and creatures, was sneezing several times in her warm room.

"Boss, you're perfectly healthy, so why are you sneezing? Is there something I'm not doing right?"

Xiao Mei heard Tian Zhenzhen sneeze several times in a row, but after analyzing Tian Zhenzhen's physical condition, she realized that she did not have the symptoms of a cold.

She asked, somewhat puzzled.

Seeing Xiaomei's rare look of confusion, Tian Zhenzhen explained in a good mood:

"This has nothing to do with health. It seems quite a few people have their eyes on me."

Tomorrow's journey to the hidden realm is sure to be exciting.