Ch 29: The Stakes Are Getting Higher
Autumn Burial!
Which person present hasn’t seen the Divine Weapon Ranking?
They couldn’t possibly not recognize the Autumn Burial, ranked thirty-second.
Recently, it has spread throughout the Jianghu that Zhao Qianqiu was killed, but they don’t know who did it.
But seeing the Autumn Burial now, they have an unbelievable thought.
Could Zhao Qianqiu have died at the hands of Li Hanzhou, who is right before them?
Impossible, right?
Li Hanzhou doesn’t have any trace of True Qi on him; he’s clearly an ordinary person. How could he have killed Zhao Qianqiu?
“May I ask Temple Master Li, where did you obtain this saber?” Liang Sheng stared intently at the Autumn Burial, his mouth watering. As saber experts, the Overlord Saber Sect members, especially Liang Sheng as a Saber Expert, naturally couldn’t resist the Autumn Burial.
Right now, he desperately wants to grab Li Hanzhou’s saber.
But with so many people present, including the Grand Profound Sacred Lord, he naturally can’t do that.
“I picked it up. So what?” Li Hanzhou looked at their expressions, thinking they found it to be no good thing. He then said, “Don’t look at how this saber looks; it’s actually very sharp, definitely a good weapon.”
“Picked it up?”
Zhao Wuxing and the other two involuntarily rolled their eyes.
How are you so good at picking things up?
Where did you pick it up? I want to pick one up too.
“Yes, I picked it up,” Li Hanzhou insisted.
I can’t tell you that I killed someone and took his saber, can I?
You guys look like bad people; what if I report you to the officials later?
“I’m in!”
How could anyone not gamble on such a good opportunity?
All three families agreed.
Any hesitation would be a disrespect to the Autumn Burial saber.
“Then let’s start now!” Liang Sheng was anxious. The Autumn Burial saber is a Divine Weapon. If it were in his hands, he’d want to hold it and sleep with it every day.
This is far more tempting to him than women.
The Grand Profound Sacred Lord didn’t expect Li Hanzhou to use the Autumn Burial as a stake. It gave him an urge to gamble too.
That’s the Autumn Burial.
Although he doesn’t use sabers, he can’t resist the temptation of a Divine Weapon.
The Great Elder was dumbfounded. Zhao Qianqiu’s saber was in Li Hanzhou’s hands?
Could it really have been picked up?
However, there was no time to think more. The three Sect Masters were already impatient, standing up and taking their disciples out to begin this so-called spar.
The Longevity Temple has a huge arena.
Because the disciples had dispersed, it had been abandoned for a long time, but it was recently cleaned up by the Divine Mechanism Merchant Guild, and the huge arena now looked quite proper.
Everyone around the arena was ready.
Liu Dongyue reluctantly went up to the arena.
As soon as Liu Dongyue stepped onto the stage, all the disciples of the three sects glared at him fiercely.
Liu Dongyue couldn’t help but shudder. He looked at the gazes directed at him—hate, gnashing of teeth, killing intent. Liu Dongyue felt that if gazes could kill, he would be riddled with holes.
“Senior Brother, add oil!”
“Senior Brother, beat them!”
Below the arena, Yun Qianzhu and Shi Ming had also arrived. The two watched excitedly. It had been many years since the Longevity Temple had seen such a lively event!
Even more so, they were about to watch their Second Senior Brother display his prowess on the arena.
“Shh!”
Liu Dongyue quickly gestured for them to be quiet. Don’t make more enemies for himself at this time.
“Senior Brother is invincible!”
“Senior Brother is invincible!”
Seeing Liu Dongyue’s action, they became even more excited. Their Senior Brother was too modest!
Liu Dongyue had inadvertently revealed to them that he had come in first in the Grand Profound Sacred Land’s Disciple Assessment.
Now, in the eyes of these two Little Fellows, Liu Dongyue was the very definition of invincibility.
All Heaven’s Favorites, step aside for my Senior Brother.
Liu Dongyue was speechless.
“Since people from the Grand Profound Sacred Land are also here, please let the Seniors from the Grand Profound Sacred Land witness today’s match.” Li Hanzhou walked forward, bowing to the Grand Profound Sacred Lord and the Great Elder, saying, “Since both of you are here to witness the match, I’m not afraid they will renege on their bets.”
The three Sect Masters were speechless.
We’re the ones afraid you’ll renege, okay?
“Our disciples will take turns sparring with your Longevity Temple disciple. If we lose, we will give you the agreed upon stakes, how does that sound?” Liang Sheng stepped forward to speak.
“Wait.”
Li Hanzhou waved his hand, saying, “Your disciples will take turns sparring with our Longevity Temple disciples?”
“You have the nerve to even say that?” Li Hanzhou said angrily, “We only have Liu Dongyue who can fight in our Longevity Temple. Your disciples take turns, my disciple won’t be able to keep up; he won’t be able to handle it physically.”
“You can rest assured about that.” Zhao Wuxing smiled, “Our disciples will be very measured and only use light touches. After each sparring match, my Zhao Family will provide one Life-Restoring Pill to help your disciple recover. Once he’s recovered, I will begin the next match. How about that?”
“That works.” Li Hanzhou walked over and reached out, “Hand them over.”
Zhao Wuxing was stunned, not expecting Li Hanzhou to ask for them immediately.
But thinking of the Autumn Burial, Zhao Wuxing directly took out a bottle of Life-Restoring Pills and gave it to Li Hanzhou.
“Alright!”
Li Hanzhou turned to Liu Dongyue on the stage, “Do your best!”
Liu Dongyue was about to cry!
Martial Uncle, you sold me out for a bottle of Life-Restoring Pills?
“Wait.”
At this moment, an unexpected voice came.
Everyone looked, discovering that the speaker was the Grand Profound Sacred Land Great Elder.
The Great Elder walked up, his face slightly red, saying, “Can the Grand Profound Sacred Land also participate in this sparring match?”
“The Grand Profound Sacred Land will also participate?”
As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the other three sects changed.
Lu Tianxing will participate too?
Is there any suspense left in the victory or defeat?
The Autumn Burial will certainly belong to the Grand Profound Sacred Land then. Who else would dare to want it?
“Sure.” Li Hanzhou didn’t mind.
“However!” The Great Elder also saw the changed expressions of the others, and said, “Our Grand Profound Sacred Land doesn’t want your saber; we want the axe from your Sacred Land, the one your disciple brought back last time!”
“Whew.”
Hearing this, the three families were relieved.
So the Grand Profound Sacred Land only wanted the Prajna Axe. That put their minds at ease.
“Axe?”
Li Hanzhou thought for a long time before remembering that Liu Dongyue did bring back an axe.
But wasn’t that axe a souvenir?
Why would a souvenir need to be returned?
But giving it away was fine; it only used for chopping wood at the Longevity Temple anyway.
Jiang Yixuan wanted to stop it, not wanting to make an enemy of Li Hanzhou, but thinking about the Prajna Axe still being with the other party, getting it back was also good.
So Jiang Yixuan said, “In that case, my Grand Profound Sacred Land will also add something.”
“If my Grand Profound Sacred Land loses, then our Grand Profound Sacred Land’s 《Grand Profound Heart Sutra》 will be given to the Longevity Temple.”
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