บท 127: Slap You and Then Apologize
Pan Da Dao actually didn't have any particular intentions. He just wanted to take advantage of Chen Xia's recent release from prison to come over and get acquainted with him. It would be even better if he could get some benefits from it.
If he could make others think that he had some kind of friendship with Chen Xia, that would be wonderful.
If he couldn't be a friend, couldn't he be a lackey?
"Were there any major events during the five hundred years I was in prison?" Chen Xia sat on the bench and asked curiously.
If there were really some interesting things, he really wanted to hear about them.
"As for major events, there didn't seem to be any. After all, you weren't around." Pan Da Dao said with a flattering smile.
Chen Xia frowned. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether this was a compliment or sarcasm.
However, after Chen Xia was imprisoned, there were indeed fewer incidents in the Heavenly Sword Sea. The disciples concentrated on their cultivation, and the elders also stayed in seclusion.
Although there were some minor frictions, they were far from being as serious as what Chen Xia had done.
"Was I the only one who caused a death?" Chen Xia was even more puzzled.
"That's not the case." Pan Da Dao shook his head and continued to flatter, "But you're the first one to kill a potential Great Emperor. There's no precedent, and there probably won't be anyone following your example in the future."
After all, Chen Xia had killed Qiong Qi right in front of the Sect Protecting Sect Master and the Third Elder, and the two elders didn't even have time to save him.
This incident had caused discussions in the Heavenly Sword Sea for a long time, and people thought that Chen Xia was really bold and meticulous.
He really dared to kill and was really able to kill!
Many elders and disciples thought about it and felt extremely horrified. They couldn't help but put themselves in Qiong Qi's shoes and wondered if they could have survived if they were in Qiong Qi's position.
The answer was that they would have died even faster.
Of course, there was also a possibility of surviving, which was to immediately kneel down and apologize.
As long as you apologized to Lord Xia, everything could be negotiated.
Pan Da Dao thought that Qiong Qi just didn't have a broad enough vision.
So he deserved to die.
He glanced at Chen Xia out of the corner of his eye, hesitated for a moment, and said softly, "There was an incident two hundred years ago. Although it wasn't a major event, you should be quite interested in it."
"What is it?" Chen Xia slightly raised his eyes and asked casually.
"Bai Di came to the Heavenly Sword Sea again." Pan Da Dao said slowly.
Chen Xia propped his head up and just said "Hmm."
In his opinion, Bai Di was like a mosquito, constantly harassing the Heavenly Sword Sea. He wouldn't fight you head-on but would come to suck some blood from time to time.
Chen Xia thought it was fine. Anyway, it was the Heavenly Sword Sea that was being harassed. It would be best if the two sides fought until both sides were severely weakened, so that he could pick up some benefits from it.
"However, this time Bai Di didn't come to fight but wanted to make friends with the Heavenly Sword Sea." Pan Da Dao whispered.
Chen Xia frowned, "There's no reason to make peace after fighting. I definitely don't agree."
"Why don't you agree?" Pan Da Dao asked in a curious whisper.
Chen Xia asked back, "If I slapped you a few times and then wanted to make peace and be friends with you, would you be willing?"
Normally, anyone with a bit of dignity wouldn't be willing.
"I'm willing! I'm more than willing!" Pan Da Dao had an exaggerated flattering smile on his lips. Just thinking about being able to be friends with Chen Xia made him feel overjoyed.
Chen Xia didn't say anything. He just stared at Pan Da Dao for a long while before saying slowly.
"Mine."
He had overestimated Pan Da Dao. He shouldn't have asked like that.
"What happened after that? Did they make peace?" Chen Xia asked again.
He didn't want to see these two "vicious dogs" make peace. If they really did make peace, it was very likely that the Great Emperor in the sword sea had given the order.
Then the life-prolonging medicine for the Great Emperor, which was him, would probably be in danger.
Pan Da Dao shook his head, "Bai Di offered some extremely outrageous conditions, and the Sect Master didn't agree. In the end, both sides parted on bad terms. When Bai Di left, he even said a harsh word."
"How harsh was it?" Chen Xia asked with a smile on his lips.
"Bai Di said..." When Pan Da Dao got to this point, he paused for a moment and lowered his voice again before replying.
"He will get the Immortal Sword in the Heavenly Sword Sea one day and use it to cut down the Great Profound Capital!"
Chen Xia narrowed his eyes. The Immortal Sword naturally referred to the giant sword lying across the sword sea, and as for the Great Profound Capital, it should be the inverted tower he saw when he took the Observation Mystery Pill.
On that inverted tower, there was also an old man with a fair face sitting there.
As for whether Bai Di wanted to use the Immortal Sword to cut down the inverted tower or the mysterious old man, he wasn't quite sure.
Anyway, it had nothing to do with him.
After that, Pan Da Dao flattered and exchanged a few more pleasantries before not daring to disturb Chen Xia anymore and quickly left.
Chen Xia also stood up, preparing to go to the back of the Sword Forest to look for his dog brother. Otherwise, it had been a long time since he came out, and he hadn't seen the dog's shadow at all. He was a bit worried.
He put his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards the Sword Forest like an old man strolling in the park.
Nowadays, the Sword Forest probably shouldn't be called the Sword Forest anymore.
Because there were no swords in it, and it didn't even look like a forest.
The main culprit, Chen Xia, was just wandering around inside, slowly walking inwards.
Chen Xia had actually never been deep inside the Sword Forest. The last time he fought with the sword attendants, he was only three or four miles away from the bronze gate.
And the length of the Sword Forest was three hundred miles.
The big yellow dog should be cultivating some kind of Counterattack Storm inside. He didn't know why the big yellow dog, which had been slacking off for two great eras, suddenly started cultivating.
Chen Xia might have guessed the reason.
But he hoped it wasn't the reason he guessed.
Guilt wasn't a good emotion.
He walked slowly. After about thirty miles, the path became narrower and narrower until there was only a small trail left.
At first, it was so narrow that only one person could pass through.
He squeezed through slowly and then heard a fierce sound of a stick being swung around, which was extremely loud.
Chen Xia followed the sound of the swinging and explored. The closer he got, the louder the sound of the swinging became.
Until he saw a yellow dog figure standing in a strange posture, with its two paws constantly spinning a broom in its hands.
The wind pressure was so strong that it even blew the dust on the ground up into the air.
"Dog brother, are you getting ready to take off?" Chen Xia asked with a smile.
The big yellow dog stopped spinning the broom with its paws. Its whole body suddenly froze. It quickly turned its head, looked at Chen Xia, and was so stunned that it couldn't make a sound. After a long while, it said with a slight sobbing tone.
"Chen... Chen Xia."
"Don't cry." Chen Xia's expression brightened, and he said, "A good dog bleeds but doesn't shed tears, and eats food instead of feces."
The big yellow dog sniffed, put down the broom, and there was obvious joy on its head, but it didn't know what to say, so it asked another question.
"Where did you hear that a dog eats food instead of feces?"
"It's from a book." Chen Xia didn't say which book it was because he didn't know either.
"But it's also said in books that a dog can't change its habit of eating feces." The big yellow dog said again.
"Do you eat it?" Chen Xia asked back.
The big yellow dog shook its head, "I can't accept it."
"Then you've already refuted what's in the books." Chen Xia replied. He didn't want to dwell on this issue anymore and asked something else.
"What are you practicing here?"
"I don't know either." The big yellow dog still shook its head, "I just started practicing for no reason, and I haven't even thought of a name for the move yet."
"Let me think of one for you." Chen Xia smiled slightly. "How about..."
"Hand-cranked Helicopter."
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