Wang Xuan recalled Gai Zhushen whom he met in the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm and said, “Gai Feixian, I actually know some of the youths from your Celestial Sword Mountain, among them, there’s one named Gai Zhushen. What relation is he to you?”

Gai Feixian raised an eyebrow, “He’s my cousin. I almost forgot, you also went into the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm and were there with Zhushen.”

The Gai family has several members in Celestial Sword Mountain, and the mountain itself is divided into ten branches, one of which is led by the Gai family patriarch, prospering within Celestial Sword Mountain.

“He understands the situation better than Fang Wuji and Lei Tingzhi, and he wasn’t beaten by me like they were. Though, I’m not sure if he still considers me his captain.”

In the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm, living together for two or three months, the relationship was naturally not bad, just that there’s no contact now.

Wang Xuan joked, suddenly asking, “Gai Feixian, how’s your relationship with Zhao Hao?”

Speaking of Celestial Sword Mountain, Wang Xuan remembered Zhao Hao, the enemy he vowed to kill. That guy made him feel disgusted, and the grudge between them was significant, beyond reconciliation.

Gai Feixian deliberated for a moment. Zhao Hao, among the third generation disciples of Celestial Sword Mountain, is one of the more talented, having now grown into the Third Realm of Earth Immortal.

About the dispute over the Realm Gate of the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm, he’s long heard about it. Zhao Hao acted recklessly, resulting in Chen Qingniu’s father’s death, causing a rift in the century-old friendship between He Fang and Fang Shan.

One could say, Zhao Hao is a representative of betraying one’s master.

“Zhao Hao is my senior brother from the same sect, but not from the same branch, so our relationship is just decent.

His reputation isn’t good, too arrogant and prideful, disregarding fellow disciples, even angering his master, Uncle Fang Shan. He’s currently being punished in the Ten Thousand Swords Purgatory.”

Gai Feixian said, clearly understanding that Wang Xuan and Zhao Hao didn’t get along. If he were to get close to Zhao Hao, he might not get his sword back.

And what he said was indeed the truth.

“Couldn’t be happier.” Wang Xuan sneered. What happened to Zhao Hao made him and Chen Qingniu eager to defeat him. Zhao Hao’s misfortune naturally pleased him.

Opening the storage space, Gai Feixian’s two swords appeared in Wang Xuan’s hands, making Gai Feixian’s eyes ablaze. These were not just any swords; they were cherished possessions, one being a sword he had nurtured for over a decade.

And the one whose core Wang Xuan had damaged could be recovered and even enhanced by integrating some high-level metals, much better than forging a new one.

“These are my spoils of war. Gai Feixian, you don’t expect me to just hand them back to you, do you? I don’t owe you any favors.”

Wang Xuan flicked his finger on the sword, making a buzzing sound like a dragon’s roar, the sharp Sword Qi pulsating, seemingly wary of the person in front of it.

“If you don’t want them, I’ll take them back to Immortal Martial Mountain for my collection.

In future, if friends visit, displaying them would definitely add to my prestige, don’t you think, Gai Feixian?”

Gai Feixian cursed inwardly: Bullshit!

Your prestige comes entirely at my expense!

If such a thing were to really happen, it would be a lifelong humiliation for him, no matter if he became a Celestial Immortal or True Immortal in future.

Such a stain could never be erased.

As long as Wang Xuan took out his sword and nonchalantly said: Just a defeated opponent from back in the day.

All of Gai Feixian’s glory would become a halo for Wang Xuan.

Such a thing, he would never allow under any circumstances.

Gai Feixian was well aware that what Wang Xuan wanted was not just ransom, but a hush money as well.

“Go on, what do you want! I’ll have you know I’m merely in the Divine Treasure Realm, my entire wealth amounts to nothing much. If you really ask for the moon, forget the sword!”

He was conflicted, wanting to resolve the issue but also not wanting to pay an unbearable price, all depending on how much Wang Xuan would ask for.

Wang Xuan looked at Gai Feixian, naturally knowing what he was struggling with. Such a mountain gate disciple could easily be extorted for billions of Star Yuan.

But doing so wouldn’t bring out Gai Feixian’s true worth; the outstanding aspect of mountain gate disciples lay in their connections and resources.

Thinking it over, Wang Xuan felt it would be better to ask him for Celestial Treasure fragments.

This guy could definitely get plenty.

If he went to Celestial Sword Mountain himself, he might not even get a splinter and would be driven away, whereas with Gai Feixian, it would be a piece of cake.

Then Wang Xuan said, “Simple. I love collecting Celestial Treasures, but the complete ones are naturally too precious, so I can only gather fragments.

Everyone knows that Celestial Treasures contain natural magic worth investigating. Creating basic spells based on their natural Tao Patterns would be exciting.

If you can gather three hundred Celestial Treasure fragments, I’ll return your swords to you. Remember, make sure the quality is decent, material can be gold, wood, jade, or stone.

How about this deal?”

Gai Feixian, initially tensed, suddenly relaxed. Though this required him to lose some face and owe some favors, it wasn’t too hard a task.

Just fragments; quality wasn’t even specified. Some Celestial Treasure fragments were worth less than a thousandth of their full value, most between a few percent, only special metal Celestial Treasures reaching a tenth to a third.

Three hundred fragments would amount to the value of two or three Earth Grade basic Celestial Treasures, worth it for Wang Xuan’s silence.

If he waited until he reached the Earth Immortal or Celestial Immortal Realm, it wouldn’t be for such a low price.

“Deal!” Gai Feixian firmly stated, “Take good care of my swords. If anyone sees them in your hands, the deal is off.”

“Of course!”

In this transaction, both got what they wanted. Gai Feixian gave up some pride, regained his honor, while Wang Xuan parted with two unused swords, gaining coveted Celestial Treasure fragments.

Who knows, in the future, he might continue trading with Gai Feixian, collecting Celestial Treasure fragments from Celestial Sword Mountain through him. Wang Xuan thought, feeling it was a good idea to ease relations with Gai Feixian this way.

“About yesterday, if I offended you in my state, please forgive me.”

Gai Feixian, with a forced smile, “It was my lack of skill, can’t blame Brother Wang.”

After some pretentious politeness, they felt their relationship was barely acceptable and disconnected the communication.

“What a refreshing and joyous day it is.”

Wang Xuan stretched lazily. Yesterday, Celestial Dew Rain fell on the Mother Star, causing some changes, people handling errands.

Most, however, returned to work. The world hadn’t ended, so people had to work, unwavering, else society would collapse.

After a lap around Changsheng Group, Wang Xuan casually gave everyone a day off to rest since the company wasn’t busy. Naturally, they’d be paid, else they’d resent him for granting leave.

“People ought to be happy and content.” Wang Xuan couldn’t care less about his whimsical decision. The lab had newly hired researchers, busier than ever.

Once the lab’s formal product was developed, patents applied for, and approval obtained, they could then proceed to establish a factory for production.

Lin Cheng was busy, yet Wang Xuan found himself idle. With spare time, he practiced cultivation at the villa without slacking.

During training, a kilometer-long interstellar battleship arrived, hovering over the Spirit Valley villa area.

A figure leapt down, Li Daoming, donned in uniform, looking serious and tough, a far cry from his former noble demeanor.

Once out of the uniform, Li Daoming donned casual attire, appearing lazy and relaxed, reverting to the noble young master look.

Behind him, a beautiful secretary held his clothing, tossing it to a subordinate, hastily following in heels.

Looking at the villa before him, Li Daoming clicked his tongue in admiration, impressed that after just a few months away, Wang Xuan indeed achieved something remarkable, unsurprisingly.

In the bedroom, Wang Xuan, sitting and cultivating, opened his eyes, a smile forming on his lips as he rose and exited the room.

“Old Wang, Old Li’s returned victorious!” Li Daoming laughed.

Wang Xuan approached, giving Li Daoming a hug.

“Old Li, long time no see, still a virgin I see, congratulations.”

“Likewise, likewise.” Li Daoming punched him lightly.

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