Just as he thought this, Xuefeng spoke, "Regarding yesterday's matter, I don't have much to say. I went with the chosen gate master to explore the source of the spiritual vein. What happened at the foot of the mountain was completely beyond our control, and we ended up destroying the vein. When I first came up, I thought it was just an unintended mistake. But after introspecting last night, I realized that it was my own greed that caused this. If not for the greed, I wouldn't have gone to explore the spiritual vein at night. As for the chosen gate master's participation, it was solely based on my invitation. Speaking of which, it's all my fault, and I hope Master Songfeng will go easy on the chosen gate master."
After these words were spoken, everyone in the room changed their expressions!
It's worth noting that among the ten most famous and unique artifacts in the current cultivation world, and the only ten artifacts, Yellow Mountain and Liuyun Shuixie each held two, while Shushan, Kunlun, and Qingcheng each held one. However, Emei held three of the ten great artifacts, which was also the reason why Emei was able to become the leader among the six sects. Now, Xuefeng's intention was to give one of Emei's ancient treasures, the "Binding Immortal Rope," to Yellow Mountain. By doing so, Yellow Mountain would have three great artifacts, making it the sect with the most artifacts among the six sects.
Moreover, the most noteworthy thing was that Emei's "Binding Immortal Rope" was not just one of the ten great artifacts, but it was hailed as the "first of the ten great artifacts" in the cultivation world. It was recognized as the most powerful weapon for slaying demons and evil spirits.
Qingyou and Feihe took a deep breath, and the gloating expression on their faces disappeared instantly. Looking at Xuefeng, they actually showed some respect. There was no doubt that Xuefeng's compensation was not just a story, but a sincere gesture. Handing over the least powerful of the three Emei ancient treasures, Master Songfeng had no objection, even though he must have known that, even with the value of the Binding Immortal Rope, it still could not compare to the thousand-year-old Yellow Mountain spiritual vein.
Master Songfeng stood still for a while, then deeply bowed, sighed, and said, "Master, your magnanimity is admirable."
Xuefeng didn't dilly-dally, and with a wave of his sleeve, he produced something. It was a golden rope, less than three feet long. Although the hall was not brightly lit, the rope still shimmered, not reflecting light from anywhere, but emanating its own golden radiance. As the golden light shone on everyone, a strong aura of immortality spread out.
This rope, although it was only three feet long, was a very sacred treasure. From the eyes of everyone, it was full of awe, because this was the number one extraordinary treasure in the current cultivation world: the Binding Immortal Rope.
"Master Songfeng, please take it," Xuefeng handed the rope to Master Songfeng. He showed no reluctance and even a faint smile. Master Songfeng, on the other hand, was quite nervous. His right hand shook as he took the rope and held it tightly, his face was filled with astonishment, joy, and an unbelievable expression: "How... do you use this treasure?"
"It's very simple," Xuefeng leaned in and whispered the method into Master Songfeng's ear. "The incantation is like this..."
Master Songfeng looked at Xuefeng in amazement, "Is it that simple?"
"Of course," Xuefeng nodded, "If it's too hard to use, how can it be called the number one artifact in the world today?"
Master Songfeng put the Binding Immortal Rope into his embrace, and did not say much more. The other four sect masters each showed a hint of envy at what they saw.
Xuefeng had effortlessly sent out such a treasure, and he did not change his expression at all. With a slight smile, he said, "Under these circumstances, I hope Master Songfeng can treat the chosen gate master with lenience."
"Master Xuefeng, you have made a gesture, and I, Songfeng, am not a greedy person. Since Master Xuefeng has made this statement, I will only ask one thing from the chosen gate master," said Master Songfeng.
These two sentences are very spineless, with a selfish attitude, and the eyes of the people in the hall start to look down upon them. Just then, Senior Songfeng smiled and said, "The Unwritten Book of the Chosen Master is the number one marvel in the cultivation world. For us, the ones without fate, even if we were to obtain it, it would be in vain. Of course, I don't want it. What I want is another extraordinary skill of the Master: the Demon-Sealing Secret Technique."
Upon hearing this, the several Sect Masters present took a deep breath.
The Demon-Sealing Secret Technique is extremely precious and yet very humble. It is considered precious because of its absolute deterrent power against demons and monsters, claiming that "no monster in the world cannot be sealed." It is the thing that evil demons and crooked paths fear the most. However, it is considered humble because this secret technique is extremely selective. Even in the most flourishing mythical era of the cultivation world, very few people could master the Demon-Sealing Secret Technique. It is one of the most unique and unpredictable techniques in the cultivation world. Therefore, for the vast majority of people, obtaining the Demon-Sealing Secret Technique is completely meaningless. Its cultivation does not require intelligence, vital energy, experience, or age, but solely depends on one thing: fate.
Those with fate would succeed with just one practice, while those without fate would be in vain even after practicing for ten thousand years.
Little Kai seemed very curious, "What do you want with this thing?"
Senior Songfeng looked somewhat helpless, "I have no choice. I am very clear about the Master's background. Besides this book, the Master indeed has nothing. Since that's the case, the only thing I can ask for is the Demon-Sealing Secret Technique. I hope that among my thousands of disciples, there will appear a person with fate."
Mr. Luomei nodded slowly, "So it turns out it's a matter of no practical benefit."
Everyone nodded in agreement. The Demon-Sealing Secret Technique was indeed like a tasteless chicken rib - it was a pity to abandon it, but eating it wasn't enjoyable. Senior Songfeng was indeed quite generous. This condition was beyond ideal for Little Kai.
However, no one expected that Little Kai would shake his head again, "I'm sorry, I can't do it."
"I'm not making excuses," Little Kai looked at everyone's disdainful expressions and felt quite helpless, "I really can't teach it. The Demon-Sealing Secret Technique has no actual technique. I myself do not even know how I learned it. I used it against the Heavenly Monster on a whim that day."
Little Kai was telling the truth, but evidently no one believed him. Everyone looked at him as if he were a social scum just caught and brought to prison by the police.
"I'm not lying, really," Little Kai almost wanted to swear to convince them.
"You big fraud, you scoundrel, hmph!" It was Xiaolin who said this. The little girl had just been sulking, but now she seemed to have vented her anger, and her eyes were full of the sense that "this person is beyond help." Being looked at like this by a little beauty made Little Kai feel particularly unbearable. So, he pondered for a moment and suddenly had an idea in his mind. He remembered that mahjong set and blurted out, "Well, how about I compensate you with a heavenly artifact!"
"You compensate me with a heavenly artifact?" Even Songfeng couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, "Little Kai, your performance has really disappointed me. Well, since Senior Xuefeng has interceded for you, I won't pursue it any further. You can leave the mountain now."
"I... I'm serious," Little Kai rummaged through the heavenly book and pulled out the mahjong set, throwing it on the floor of the hall. "Look, this is a heavenly artifact!"
Everyone looked at a mahjong set haphazardly piled in a long box. The box was tattered, and the edges of the mahjong tiles had been worn black. It looked very shabby, with some spots even showing a bit of yellowing. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't look like a heavenly artifact.
Moreover, the experts all understood that there were only ten heavenly artifacts in the world, and it wasn't easy to casually produce an eleventh one.
"Is this really a heavenly artifact?" Blue Tianyu couldn't help but ask. Her voice was very gentle and pleasant. Little Kai quickly nodded, "Yes, it is a heavenly artifact."
Leader Blue stepped forward and looked at the mahjong set for a while before slowly stepping back, whispering, "Perhaps it's because I have limited abilities, I really can't feel the spiritual energy on it."
Qingyou Ziran also shook his head, "Leader Blue, I also can't feel it."
Both of them looked at Xuefeng together. At least among the six major sects, he was recognized as having the highest cultivation level. Although he didn't speak, his meaning was quite obvious: this mahjongset obviously wasn't a heavenly artifact.
Senior Songfeng stared at the mahjong set for a long time. His frosty face slowly turned red, and even his eyes turned red. The old Taoist, who had always been very graceful and poised, was finally incensed by Little Kai. He shouted, "Yan Xiaokai, you have gone too far! You have destroyed my spiritual pulse and disrupted my Gathering of Spirits event. I have even let that go, yet you... yet you... yet you even brought out a plain mahjong set from my Yellow Mountain Sect and lied to me that it's a heavenly artifact. What is the meaning of this? Do you truly think my Yellow Mountain is without anyone?"
"Ah! How did you know this mahjong set belonged to you?" Little Kai was taken aback.
"Hmph, I naturally know," Songfeng gritted his teeth, "This mahjong set was originally placed in the old warehouse behind my Yellow Mountain. It had been there for I don't know how many years. A while back, one of my inept disciples took it out from the rear warehouse and actually gathered a few disciples to gamble with it. I caught them in the act and they're still confined in the rear yard. This mahjong set, I randomly threw it into the room of that inept disciple."
Songfeng looked at Little Kai, ready to make a move, "You were staying in the room of that inept disciple last night."
"Don't get agitated, don't get agitated," the old Taoist getting angry made Little Kai anxious, "I'm not joking with you. This really is a heavenly artifact; don't you feel the energy on it?"
Unable to withstand it, Doshui of Qingyou Sect rejected, "I also cannot feel it."
Both of them looked at Xuefeng together. At least among the six major sects, he was recognized as having the highest cultivation level. Although he didn't speak, his meaning was quite obvious: this mahjong set obviously wasn't a heavenly artifact.
Senior Songfeng stared at the mahjong set for a long time. His frosty face slowly turned red, and even his eyes turned red. The old Taoist, who had always been very graceful and poised, was finally incensed by Little Kai. He shouted, "Yan Xiaokai, you have gone too far! You have destroyed my spiritual pulse and disrupted my Gathering of Spirits event. I have even let that go, yet you... yet you... yet you even brought out a plain mahjong set from my Yellow Mountain Sect and lied to me that it's a heavenly artifact. What is the meaning of this? Do you truly think my Yellow Mountain is without anyone?"
"Ah! How did you know this mahjong set belonged to you?" Little Kai was taken aback.
"Hmph, I naturally know," Songfeng gritted his teeth, "This mahjong set was originally placed in the old warehouse behind my Yellow Mountain. It had been there for I don't know how many years. A while back, one of my inept disciples took it out from the rear warehouse and actually gathered a few disciples to gamble with it. I caught them in the act and they're still confined in the rear yard. This mahjong set, I randomly threw it into the room of that inept disciple."
Songfeng looked at Little Kai, ready to make a move, "You were staying in the room of that inept disciple last night."
"Don't get agitated, don't get agitated," the old Taoist getting angry made Little Kai anxious, "I'm not joking with you. This really is a heavenly artifact; don't you feel the energy on it?"
Unable to withstand it, Doshui of Qingyou Sect rejected, "I also cannot feel it."
Both of them looked at Xuefeng together. At least among the six major sects, he was recognized as having the highest cultivation level. Although he didn't speak, his meaning was quite obvious: this mahjong set obviously wasn't a heavenly artifact.
Songfeng stared at it for a long time, but finally, he burst into anger. Although initially composed, now the veins on his forehead were pulsating. If Little Kai said another word, the sword on Songfeng's back might even be drawn and aimed at Little Kai's neck at the quickest speed.
Fortunately, Little Kai uttered a sentence that shifted Songfeng's attention: "How about this, I'll show you.”
"Great!” Songfeng grit his teeth and nodded, “Let the old Tao see the extraordinary artifact of the Chosen Master!”
Little Kai looked around the hall and said, "It's too narrow in here. The power of this artifact is too great. Let's go outside.
"Alright, let's go outside," said Songfeng, his eyes turning red, "Whatever you want, I'll allow it, but if you can't show real ability, don't blame me for being impolite."