Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don t Call Me a Demon! - Chapter 39

Chapter 39: Chapter 37: Bestowing Treasures

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Su Jie and his companions arrived at the entrance of Juxian Tower, where they indeed saw Taoist Qiu, along with a short-statured middle-aged man whose eyes bore a sinister look.

This man must be Yi Jingu, Elder Yi, as mentioned by Wu Bin.

“Disciple Su Jie, pays respects to the Master,”

Su Jie swiftly stepped forward, gave a bow to Taoist Qiu, and Gu Weonian and Chen Yun did the same.

The three, one seriously injured and one severely wounded, only Su Jie was unharmed—it was clear to any discerning eye who was in charge.

Taoist Qiu’s gaze moved past the three and settled on the flatbed cart stacked with three Alien Ghost corpses and he said, “These three Alien Ghosts, where did you obtain them from? Explain in detail and do not conceal anything.”

“Master, the Alien Ghosts were not entirely hunted by us; there were others involved…”

Once again, Su Jie avidly praised Meng Dongge and his ‘heroic selflessness,’ making him out to be capable of fighting ten at once.

It was just good luck that they themselves ended up with the spoils.

“Enough of this, we of the Demon Sect do not dwell on the means but care only about results. The Alien Ghost Corpses are now with you, so the spoils are yours.”

After listening, Taoist Qiu showed no intention of blaming Su Jie and the others,

regardless if Su Jie and his companions had gained by fishing in troubled waters, or if there was any other scheme, what he valued was the end result.

“Elder Yi, do you have anything to say?”

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After speaking, Taoist Qiu turned his gaze towards Yi Jingu again, his eyes dark and deep as a placid lake.

“Hmph, nothing to say, my disciple simply lacked the drive—this round I lost,”

Yi Jingu’s expression was exceedingly grim.

As Taoist Qiu said, they, as Demon Cultivators, focus on results, no matter how filthy or shameful the process might be.

Yi Jingu wasn’t a sore loser.

After straightforwardly conceding the bet, he took off the Prayer Beads around his neck and tossed them to Taoist Qiu.

Many merchants around them were secretly shocked, not expecting their wager to be so large.

Those Prayer Beads were indeed a top-tier Mid Grade Magical Artifact, known as the Taisu Shining Soul Pearl, which had strong powers of Soul Refining and Evil Extinguishing.

A normal cultivator hit by it would have their soul immediately sucked into it, enduring the torment of being burned by nether fire, until their soul was exhausted—more terrifying than death itself.

“Taisu Shining Soul Pearl, heh, poor taste, take it home to use as a dog collar.”

Taoist Qiu ungraciously received the Taisu Shining Soul Pearl, and unhesitatingly mocked him.

“Next time, you might not be so lucky,”

Yi Jingu grew even angrier, his gaze sharp as he looked at his own disciples, causing them all to sweat profusely.

Conversely, Taoist Qiu now found everything about Su Jie agreeable.

After acquiring the Taisu Shining Soul Pearl, Taoist Qiu even took out a luminous, spiritually charming, and dazzling Flying Sword from his Storage Bag—it was the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword, and he said somberly.

“Su Jie, a good name. As the saying goes, five people say you are strong, ten choose you, a hundred consider you distinguished, a thousand call you a hero, double a hero is called virtuous, and ten thousand a marvel. I hope that you will live up to this name and become a marvel among the Demon Path.”

Having said that, he handed the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword to Su Jie.

The move shocked and envious many disciples and merchants, their eyes filled with insatiable greed.

This was a Low Grade Flying Sword, and among those, a top-tier one, ranking even higher than a Low Grade Advanced Magical Artifact.

In the Black Market, the starting price would be no less than a thousand Blood Marrow Crystals, truly priceless—a rarity that most dare not even dream of.

Su Jie took a deep breath, realizing that if he accepted the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword now, he would instantly become a target in many people’s eyes, and would also utterly offend Pei Haibing, an inner disciple.

But… what of it?

In the past, Su Jie had always been cautious, but when it came time to compete, he was ready to fight.

He never believed in ‘what is meant to be will be, and what isn’t, should not be forced.’

Even without this Low Grade Flying Sword, the wealth Su Jie would gain from selling the three Alien Ghosts would also make him a target for those seeking quick riches—a situation simply unstoppable.

So Su Jie took a deep breath, his face serious as he reached out with both hands to receive the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword, and said, “Thank you, Master, for bestowing this treasure. I shall diligently cultivate and not tarnish Master’s reputation.”

Pei Haibing stared at Su Jie, a fierce cold light shooting from his pupils. Just as the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword was about to be taken, he finally couldn’t hold back and said, “Master, he is just an Outer Disciple, and it is only by luck. He is totally unworthy of this White Bone Sky Slaying Sword.”

This White Bone Sky Slaying Sword had always been considered personal property by Pei Haibing. Seeing Su Jie taking it away, he couldn’t just accept it.

Elder Yi scoffed coldly, a smile mixed with disdain and contempt. “It seems Taoist Qiu, you are lax in managing your subordinates! Any disciple dares to contradict you.”

Taoist Qiu’s eyes narrowed slightly, Pei Haibing’s behavior had undoubtedly been a slap in Taoist Qiu’s face, especially in front of Elder Yi.

Scanning with displeasure, Taoist Qiu, with the black serpent in his hand standing up, said coldly, “My decisions are not for you to question.”

Pei Haibing’s body stiffened, realizing he had misspoken, but it was too late to explain.

Suddenly, Pei Haibing grunted, his facial veins bulging violently as small snake-sized worms writhed under his skin and finally broke through like iron threadworms.

The severe pain caused Pei Haibing’s neck veins to bulge, and he writhed in agony.

Yet, he dared not scream out, for fear of losing face for Taoist Qiu.

Su Jie was secretly alarmed and noticed the black serpent in Taoist Qiu’s hands.

It was this black serpent that had hissed at Pei Haibing, resulting in his current predicament.

He didn’t even know how Pei Haibing was afflicted, it truly was exceedingly bizarre.

The people around immediately backed away from Pei Haibing, fearing they might be affected.

“Master, Junior Brother Pei spoke without thinking, please don’t be angry.”

Yu Wenxian stepped forward to mediate, but she didn’t make any move to help him up, and the slight smile on her lips seemed more like schadenfreude.

“Take him down and have him reflect in confinement for a few days.”

Taoist Qiu looked coldly at Pei Haibing lying on the ground, the snake-like poisonous insect in his hand also stopped hissing, coiling back around his arm.

Even Inner Sect disciples cannot lightly defy the dignity of the Secret Realm Elders, even if they are master and disciple.

Pei Haibing should feel lucky he is an inner disciple; had he been a mere Outer Disciple, his body would likely be cold by now.

Two of Pei Haibing’s teammates carefully came forward, helped him up, and fled as if flying.

After withdrawing his gaze from Pei Haibing, Taoist Qiu looked again at Su Jie.

“Remember to focus on your cultivation.”

This time, Su Jie successfully received the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword, and after encouraging him with a phrase, Taoist Qiu, whose mood had been ruined by Pei Haibing, also turned and left.

Now that his purpose for today had been achieved, and considering he wasn’t genuinely fond of Su Jie, naturally, he wouldn’t waste more time.

Elder Yi gave Su Jie a couple of looks, deep in thought, then departed the place with a few disciples accompanying him.

“Congratulations, Junior Brother Su, the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword is indeed the best among Low Grade Flying Swords. You’ve made a big gain this time.”

Yu Wenxian approached with a bright smile.

“Senior Yu, this is like a hot potato, I don’t know how many people want to get their hands on it.”

As he caressed the cold blade of the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword, Su Jie spoke meaningfully.

“You got a bargain and still complain. If you’re afraid, let your sister keep it safe for you.”

“No need to trouble Senior Yu, if I die because of this, it will just mean that my skills were inferior.”

As he slung the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword over his back, Su Jie flatly refused, knowing that once it entered his possession, it wouldn’t be going anywhere else.

“Virtue.”

Yu Wenxian frowned and cutely wrinkled her nose, giving Su Jie a sideways glance that sounded almost coquettish.

If Su Jie hadn’t known Yu Wenxian’s true nature, he might genuinely have been deceived.

Su Jie exchanged a few more pleasantries with Yu Wenxian. Seeing the merchants gathering again, his smile returned. The White Bone Sky Slaying Sword was an unexpected gain, but the real value of the Alien Ghost had not yet been sold.