Chapter 470: Murder

Chapter 470: Murder

Liu Buyun nodded with a smile. "Take it. Since it's a gift from Senior Brother Fang, don't be polite. Just remember Senior Brother Fang's kindness in the future."

The five of them quickly accepted the spirit pills and treasures, bowing to Fang Chen. "Thank you, Senior Brother Fang."

Zhang Shuzhou was standing not too far away. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but furrow his brow slightly. Fang Chen had just bought treasures worth two thousand spirit stones just to gift them to other people. He hadn't seen such generosity before.

"When did Liu Buyun make friends with such a person? Damn it," Zhang Shuzhou muttered to himself, glaring at the two. Before long, he left with his people.

"Ye Qinghe is an old friend of mine. Since you accepted him as a disciple, there should be a thread of fate between us. Cultivation is all about fate, isn't it? As for these measly low-grade spirit stones, you don't need to worry too much about them, Senior Brother Liu," Fang Chen said with a light smile.

Upon hearing that, Liu Buyun couldn't help but marvel inwardly, 'Measly low-grade spirit stones? The way wealthy people spoke is so plain and straightforward....'

While everyone found this incredible, they all understood why Fang Chen made this gesture. They were probably all benefiting from Ye Qinghe's fortune.

Ye Qinghe's expression was complex. "Fang Chen is paving the way for me...."

He never expected that Fang Chen would actively help him one day. Because of what Fang Chen did, he believed that when he returned to the sect this time, his master and senior brothers and sisters would look at him with higher regard.

Ye Qinghe had been a cultivator for over a decade now, and he understood that even a tidbit of recognition could bring about endless benefits.

Finally, the servant from the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion asked courteously, "Young Master, would you like anything else?"

“Get ten Spirit Essence Pills for each of these three disciples of mine as well,” Fang Chen said with a faint smile.

"Alright"

Little Cow Dung subconsciously lowered his head in disappointment.

This didn't escape Fang Chen's eyes, and he gently patted his head as he chuckled. "You haven't entered the immortal path yet, so spirit pills are useless to you."

Little Cow Dung was pleasantly surprised. He had thought that this was a sign that the legendary immortal master would discard him, but it turned out not to be the case. Everything the immortal master did was with purpose.

Suddenly, Liu Buyun's eyes lit up. He called another servant and told him that he wanted to buy a low-grade, yellow-rank treasure.

With a nod, the servant left. Shortly later, he returned with treasure. It only had eight Soul Imprints. However, nonetheless, it was a rare defensive treasure. It was almost as valuable as a treasure that had twelve Soul Imprints.

Liu Buyun handed the treasure to Little Cow Dung and said with a smile, "Kid, you're lucky that Senior Brother Fang accepted you as his disciple. What that person said a while ago was correct; I'm as poor as a pauper, but I'll gift you this treasure."

Little Cow Dung dared not accept it until Fang Chen nodded in agreement. With trembling hands, he accepted the treasure from Liu Buyun's hand.

Mirror of the Universe's voice echoed, "Oh, Little Brother, don't forget about me."

Fang Chen chuckled inwardly. "Don't worry, today everyone gets to feast."

After that, Manager Wei personally sent off Fang Chen and Little Cow Dung as they left the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.

As Fang Chen left the establishment, he picked up Liu Buyun's voice ringing. It was filled with anger. "Do you of the Nine Sword Sect have any sense of justice? I am Liu Buyun, a steward of the Qinghua Gate, and these are all my disciples. How could we be involved in theft here!?"

Fang Chen frowned slightly. He spread his spiritual sense out and immediately saw that Liu Buyun and the others had been surrounded.

Zhang Shuzhou stood among the crowd. He was looking at the scene with schadenfreude.

A cultivator with a strong aura spoke coldly to Liu Buyun. "This vendor accuses you of stealing a treasure in front of his stall. Whether it's true or not, we'll go back to the Nine Sword Sect and find out. As a steward of the Qinghua Gate, you should know the rules of the Nine Sword Sect. We won't tolerate disrespect."

The cultivator had a profound aura. He was clearly at the mid stage of the Foundation Building Realm.

Liu Buyun's hair was slightly disheveled, indicating that he had been in a fight. He was obviously not a match for the cultivator.

"Exactly! I saw you steal my treasure with my own eyes, and these three demons aren’t exactly innocent either!" the stall owner grumbled, accusing Fang Chen’s disciples as well.

Tiger Mountain Lord roared in anger, and Profound Green was almost half-dead with rage. However, luckily, Victorious Buddha kept his composure and stopped them. He bowed to the Foundation Building Realm cultivator from the Nine Sword Sect and said, "Senior, can we wait for our master to arrive before settling this matter?"

The Foundation Building Realm cultivator from the Nine Sword Sect snorted coldly. "Your master? No matter who your master is, as long as you have dirty hands, no one can save you."

Just as he was about to order his men to take them away, a sword light descended, and in an instant, the stall owner who accused everyone was separated into pieces, blood splattering three feet away.

Everyone was stunned, looking around in disbelief. How could someone dare to commit murder in the Nine Sword Sect's territory!?

As the crowd was shocked and confused, Fang Chen walked over with Little Cow Dung, holding a seemingly ordinary sword in his hand.

The Foundation Building Realm cultivator from the Nine Sword Sect looked at Fang Chen with an angry glare. "Were you the one who dared to kill in front of me?"

Victorious Buddha and the other two demons hurried to Fang Chen's side. "Master!"

The Foundation Building Realm cultivator from the Nine Sword Sect was furious. "So, you're their master. Fine, today you're going to the Nine Sword Sect with me as well!"

Liu Buyun stared blankly at the corpse. His eyes drifted to Fang Chen as a strange smile crept on his face. You couldn't tell whether he was crying or smiling. His face was really unnatural at this moment.

Who the hell is that guy...? He's got a screw loose for sure!