Capítulo 123: Finally Waiting for Your Release
How should one put it?
It was like going fishing with explosives happily. Everything was going well at first, and the harvest was good too. But during the last explosion for fishing, a giant shark with a record of killing people was blasted out.
Wouldn't you be scared if you were in that situation?
That was exactly how the several formal disciples were feeling now. Their bodies kneeling on the ground were trembling, making the money bags held in their hands jingle.
They couldn't compare to potential Great Emperors, let alone Qiong Qi.
Chen Xia had cut off Qiong Qi's head and got a five-hundred-year prison sentence. But if he cut off their heads, he would probably only get a few scoldings.
The difference in status between them was too great.
Chen Xia was now one of the top potential Great Emperors in the Heavenly Sword Sea. It was even heard that many major forces wanted Chen Xia to join them.
While these few people were just mediocre ones who couldn't move up or down.
This was the division of status.
Thinking of this, the formal disciple who offered the money bag had a gloomy look on his face and a complicated mood.
Chen Xia was still holding the teacup in his hand, looking at the people kneeling on the ground. He really didn't expect that he could pick up money just by drinking tea. However, he still said a polite word.
"How embarrassing."
"Please, you must accept it!" The formal disciple shouted respectfully, and even sweat stains appeared on his forehead due to nervousness.
He thought that if Chen Xia didn't take the money bag, what he would take would be their heads.
"Yes, yes. This is an offering to you. If it's not enough, we'll make it up for you later." The disciple kneeling beside him quickly echoed.
Chen Xia frowned, sensing that something was wrong. From the actions and words of these disciples, why did they make him seem like a bully?
To be honest.
It actually felt quite good.
"When were you preparatory disciples?" Chen Xia turned the stool around, still holding the teacup, and asked casually.
"Preparatory disciples of the previous two batches." The kneeling disciple quickly replied.
Chen Xia smiled and said, "In that case, you're still my senior brothers?"
"No, you're my father!" The formal disciple quickly shook his head, with a look of panic on his face and trembling in his heart.
This was a means of flattery!
First, raise their status and then kill them all. Finally, get the reputation of achieving a lot with little effort. Not only would there be no punishment, but there might even be rewards!
The reason why Chen Xia's punishment for killing Qiong Qi was so light was precisely because of the factor of achieving a lot with little effort.
This was a means that cultivators in the world admired and respected.
Chen Xia, at the peak of the Mountain-Moving Realm, killed Qiong Qi who was at the sixth layer of the Overturning Sea Realm. It was probably the most outrageous case of achieving a lot with little effort and killing enemies across realms in the history of the Heavenly Sword Sea.
So Chen Xia only got a five-hundred-year prison sentence in the sword prison, and there weren't even any additional responsibilities.
Chen Xia was slightly stunned. He didn't understand why it had suddenly progressed to being called "father". He was a bit confused and frowned slightly.
"Even if you call me that, there won't be a red envelope."
"Don't dare, don't dare. I'll give you a red envelope." The kneeling disciple respectfully placed the money bag at Chen Xia's feet and then took out some more spirit stones from his arms and piled them up.
If they were considered little ghosts for robbing preparatory disciples, Chen Xia was the real big shot.
When little ghosts met a big shot, surviving was a success.
Chen Xia was also encountering this kind of situation for the first time. He put down the teacup, touched his chin, and wondered.
"Do I look that bad?"
Well, there was no need to look. He was already quite bad in reputation.
The several preparatory disciples really wanted to answer like that, but for the sake of their lives, they still shook their heads and said.
"You're a well-known great kind-hearted person in the Heavenly Sword Sea."
Chen Xia wasn't stupid. He knew that his reputation might have some problems.
But it didn't matter. Anyway, he didn't care about his reputation.
He casually waved his hand, "Alright, you can go back."
The several formal disciples left the money bags behind, cupped their hands towards Chen Xia in salute, and then quickly fled.
The number of spirit stones at his feet wasn't many, just dozens or a hundred or so.
Better than nothing.
Chen Xia picked up the spirit stones, weighed them in his hand. These were ill-gotten gains of theirs, and now that they had fallen into his hands, they were unexpected gains.
In the past one and a half months since he was released from prison, Chen Xia hadn't run around everywhere. He just went back to his own cave, changed into a white robe, and then drank tea in the pavilion for one and a half months.
During this period, he went to look for the big yellow dog outside the Sword Forest once, but he didn't find it. He also asked other minor elders, and they said that the big yellow dog seemed to have gone into the Sword Forest and had come out two years ago.
Since the big yellow dog was okay, Chen Xia was naturally relieved. Chi Yu was also in seclusion in the formal disciple area and probably wouldn't come out for a while.
Chen Xia had nothing to do by himself, so he just drank tea alone.
The changes in the Heavenly Sword Sea in the past five hundred years were actually quite significant.
First, the preparatory disciples had changed a lot, then there was the change of formal disciples, and also the replacement of various elders.
These small things added up together became big things.
Chen Xia seemed like a person who had been suddenly abandoned by the times and was now trying hard to squeeze into this era.
In short, he was lagging behind in the version.
Besides, after thinking about it, Chen Xia still didn't join the alliance of Liu Qing and Li Yang.
The main reason was that he couldn't just lie down and collect money. The salary wasn't much either. It was better to just sit here and pick up money, which was faster.
However, Liu Qing was really a nice person. Even the Virgin Mary would have to worship her if she saw her.
Chen Xia picked up the teacup, got up from the chair, and was about to stroll back to his cave.
"Finally, you're out!" A voice full of excitement rang out. Zhang Daoming looked straight at him, and his body was even trembling a bit.
"Well... I don't have any money." Chen Xia took the initiative and handed out the money bag in his hand at the same time, "There are only a little over a hundred spirit stones. If you don't mind, you can use them first."
"Who the hell wants your hundred spirit stones!" Zhang Daoming couldn't help but swear and kept waving his hands.
"Come on, follow me to refine pills quickly!"
"Oh, refining pills." Chen Xia's expression calmed down, "It's simple. Let me get my alchemy cauldron."
"Hurry up and come back!" Zhang Daoming really seemed to be in a hurry.
Chen Xia drank up the tea with sword intent in the teacup in one gulp and then strolled towards his cave.
Zhang Daoming was worried that Chen Xia would play tricks on him, so he still followed.
He had just finished refining a furnace of pills for the sect in seclusion and calculated that Chen Xia had been released from prison, so he came to find him immediately.
Five hundred years! What kind of life had he lived in these five hundred years!
He had no money, and his reputation was completely ruined.
Pi Hu and the other two thought that Zhang Daoming was cheating them and had colluded with Chen Xia to swallow their spirit stones. They thought that when the association was dissolved, the spirit stones would belong to Zhang Daoming and Chen Xia.
So they had always treated Zhang Daoming coldly.
Little did they know that Zhang Daoming was the one who had been tricked the worst by Chen Xia.
If he had gotten the spirit stones and just received a few cold looks, Zhang Daoming definitely wouldn't have said much.
The problem was that Chen Xia had eaten up all the spirit stones, and he had even poured in ten thousand more.
This wasn't just losing the wife and losing the soldiers. This was directly losing himself!
Thinking of this, Zhang Daoming couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes. He had been waiting for this moment for too long.
He had been looking forward to it day and night, and finally, Chen Xia was back.
Zhang Daoming waited expectantly outside the cave, thinking that he would be able to turn things around soon, and his mood became even better.
In a short while.
Chen Xia walked out of the cave, carrying the shovel he had used for alchemy at the beginning.
Zhang Daoming was stunned when he saw it, "Is this it?"
"Otherwise?" Chen Xia asked back.
"Your damn thing is rusty!" Zhang Daoming shouted.
Chen Xia slid the shovel in the iron pot, causing a burst of fine rust to fly up, and raised his eyebrows.
"Do you understand what enchantment means?"
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