Chapter 706 - 706: Thrashing Ban Xing'an

Xiao Qingsheng was completely petrified, accepting the Scroll out of pure instinct.

Twenty thousand Saint Extreme Points… that was worth at least twenty million units of Primordial Spirit Liquid!

He had gotten it… just like that!?

This fortune had come so easily that Xiao Qingsheng felt a sense of unreality, as if he were dreaming.

Suddenly, he turned and slapped another disciple from the Purple Cloud Sect across the face.

The disciple immediately clutched his face, a wronged expression covering it. "Xiao, you… why did you hit me?"

"Does it hurt?" Xiao Qingsheng asked hurriedly.

The man nodded. "It hurts…"

"Great! It's not a dream! Twenty million units of Primordial Spirit Liquid, twenty million…"

Xiao Qingsheng began to tremble all over, unable to control his excitement.

Nearby, Ban Xing'an, Wan Jianxin, and Zhao Junying were filled with immense regret.

Had they known Chu Qingyun was so stupid, so foolish, they would have asked for more. The three of them actually felt they had gotten the short end of the stick.

At this point, Zhou Jianxiong also understood what had happened.

He stepped forward as well, saying, "Chu Qingyun, everyone who sees this Array Platform gets a share. If you want it, you'll have to buy my share from me!"

"Furthermore, you used the Blood Corpses here to ambush us earlier. You need to compensate us for that, too!"

"You too?"

Chu Qingyun was still all smiles, as if he were tossing away Lower Grade Primordial Stones, not Saint Extreme Points. "How much do you want?"

"I want… fifty thousand Saint Extreme Points!"

Zhou Jianxiong lowered his gaze, making a quick mental calculation before he spoke.

He had been present when Chu Qingyun sold the Secret Manual and Secret Technique to the sect, so he knew exactly how many Saint Extreme Points Chu Qingyun possessed.

"Fifty thousand… Fine, fifty thousand it is…"

With an unconcerned expression, Chu Qingyun wrote out an IOU for fifty thousand Saint Extreme Points and tossed it to Zhou Jianxiong.

By now, Qi Hao and Deng Xuan were completely numb to it all. They couldn't be bothered to say another word. 'Whatever happens, happens.'

Just then, a Level Four Martial King standing beside Zhou Yongyang twisted his neck, feeling that something was wrong with his body.

Zhou Yongyang did a quick mental calculation of the time and figured it was about ready.

He then suddenly stepped forward, roaring with laughter. "Hahaha! You're all about to die and you don't even know it! Still squabbling over Saint Extreme Points and writing IOUs. This is absolutely hilarious!"

Ever since activating the Poisonous Insect, Zhou Yongyang's heart had been filled with excitement and smugness.

But the Gu Poison took time to take effect, so he had been forced to endure and suppress his triumphant excitement.

But now, he no longer had to hold back.

The time for his vindication had come!

"Hmph, a mere Level One Martial King dares to speak up!?"

"Zhou Jianxiong, get your dog on a leash!"

Ban Xing'an snorted.

Extorting Chu Qingyun for his Saint Extreme Points had been his idea, but in the end, he—the only Celestial King Realm expert present—had only gotten eight thousand.

Meanwhile, Zhou Jianxiong, who arrived last, had gotten fifty thousand!

This made Ban Xing'an furious with Zhou Jianxiong. Seeing Zhou Yongyang dare to step up, he was eager to take his anger out on him.

Unexpectedly, before Zhou Jianxiong could even speak, Zhou Yongyang blurred into motion, appearing in front of Ban Xing'an. He raised his hand and swung a vicious slap at his face.

Almost everyone rolled their eyes in exasperation.

'A Level Three Martial King daring to slap a Celestial King Realm expert? This Zhou Yongyang must have a death wish.'

The result, however, was completely unexpected.

SMACK!

Zhou Yongyang's vicious slap landed squarely on Ban Xing'an's face. Half of his face immediately swelled up, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

But Ban Xing'an just stood there, motionless as if stunned, and allowed Zhou Yongyang to slap him.

"Did… did I see that right? The one who got slapped… was Ban Xing'an!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Of everyone present, only Chu Qingyun's lips curved into a faint, almost imperceptible smile.

'It seems the method Zhou Yongyang used has already taken effect. That means the people from the Martial Soul Hall will be here soon.'

'Time for revenge…'

Chu Qingyun cracked his neck, producing a faint CRACK-CRACK. His gaze swept over Ban Xing'an, Wan Jianxin, and the others who had forced him to write the IOUs.

Just then, Chu Qingyun's gaze fell upon the Array Platform.

'The plan should be foolproof, but… the people from the Martial Soul Hall are no saints. My own strength is still what's most important…'

'I might as well take the Array Platform and break through to Level Two Martial King first. As for the people from the Martial Soul Hall, let them search for a bit…'

Another idea suddenly occurred to Chu Qingyun.

And so, while everyone was staring in astonishment at Zhou Yongyang and Ban Xing'an, he quietly took a few steps back. Without alerting a single soul, he retrieved the Array Platform and slipped away from the valley just as silently.

Because he had prepared in advance, Chu Qingyun had not been affected by the Gu Poison.

Not one person noticed that a key player was now missing.

All eyes were currently fixed on Ban Xing'an.

As for Ban Xing'an, he was horrified beyond words.

A moment ago, when Zhou Yongyang had raised his hand, his body had instinctively moved to retaliate.

But the moment he tried to accelerate the flow of his Primordial Power, his entire body felt as if it were being torn apart by waves of excruciating pain.

In that agony, he couldn't muster an ounce of strength. He could only watch helplessly as he was slapped soundly by Zhou Yongyang—a man he had never even deigned to notice.

"Zhou Yongyang, you, what did you do to me? What's wrong with my body?"

Ban Xing'an was both shocked and furious, a hint of panic entering his expression.

"What did I do to you? Hah! You want to know? In your dreams!"

"Celestial King Realm… So what if you're in the Celestial King Realm! Big deal…"

As he spoke, Zhou Yongyang began slapping Ban Xing'an wildly, beating his face until it was swollen like a pig's head.

For this day, for his revenge, Zhou Yongyang had followed Zhou Jianxiong, swallowing his pride and acting like a spineless coward.

Ban Xing'an's previous contemptuous and disdainful attitude had cut him to the core.

So, before he got his revenge on Zhou Jianxiong and Chu Qingyun, he decided he would vent some of his frustration on Ban Xing'an first.

Zhou Yongyang shoved Ban Xing'an to the ground and unleashed a furious barrage of punches and kicks, venting all his pent-up rage.

And Ban Xing'an, a mighty Level Seven Martial King, a Celestial King Realm expert, now had no power to resist. He could only curl into a ball, covering his head, and allow a Level Three Martial King to beat him to a pulp.