Chapter 714 - 714: All Bankrupt

"Heh, no rush..."

Chu Qingyun said with a smile.

Ban Xing'an's eyes went wide with panic. He had already handed over his Storage Ring, and now Chu Qingyun was telling him not to rush?

"Chu Qingyun, what are you trying to pull now!?"

Ban Xing'an wanted nothing more than to slap Chu Qingyun to death. But unfortunately, in his current state, he couldn't even defeat Zhou Yongyang, let alone Chu Qingyun.

"You're so powerful, Ban. I'm terrified. If you don't swear a Martial Arts Oath, how can I feel safe giving you the Antidote?" Chu Qingyun said.

Chu Qingyun had just saved Qi Hao and the others.

It was easy to imagine that if Ban Xing'an were to attack him after being cured, Qi Hao and Deng Xuan would definitely not stand idly by.

However, Ban Xing'an was, after all, a Celestial King Realm expert.

Therefore, Chu Qingyun decided it was better to be cautious. Although he had just achieved a breakthrough, his Realm was only that of a Level Two Martial King, just a little higher than Zhou Yongyang.

He had already handed over his Storage Ring; there was no turning back.

Thus, under Chu Qingyun's pressure, Ban Xing'an swore another vicious Martial Arts Oath, guaranteeing he would not act against Chu Qingyun or his companions before they returned to the sect.

Only after everything was settled did Chu Qingyun casually toss an Antidote to Ban Xing'an.

Ban Xing'an immediately fumbled to catch it. Without a moment's delay, he threw it into his mouth and swallowed.

As the Antidote settled in his stomach, the Gu Poison was gradually dispelled, and strength quickly flowed back into his body.

However, Ban Xing'an's heart was still bleeding.

'All my wealth, traded for this tiny little Antidote.'

'Now, a dignified Level Seven Martial King like me probably has less wealth than a Level Seven Martial Spirit.'

But there was nothing he could do. Having sworn the vicious Martial Arts Oath, all he could do was glare hatefully at Chu Qingyun.

He possessed all this power, yet he could do nothing.

Just then, Chu Qingyun took out Ban Xing'an's sect Token. After infusing it with Primordial Power, he discovered it held eight hundred sixteen Saint Extreme Points.

Naturally, Chu Qingyun didn't hold back, transferring all of them to his own sect Token.

"Ban, seeing as we're fellow disciples, I'll return this sect Token to you."

With that, Chu Qingyun tossed the sect Token, now displaying "0" Saint Extreme Points, back to Ban Xing'an.

After dealing with Ban Xing'an, Chu Qingyun turned his gaze to Zhou Jianxiong.

Zhou Jianxiong, however, was quite self-aware. He immediately produced the IOU for fifty thousand Saint Extreme Points that he had just acquired, one that hadn't even warmed his hands yet. "Chu Qingyun, fifty thousand Saint Extreme Points should be enough for an Antidote, right?"

Taking the IOU, Chu Qingyun crushed it to dust with a casual flicker of power and sneered, "What do you think?"

A spasm of pain shot through Zhou Jianxiong's heart. With trembling hands, he removed his Storage Ring, undid his ownership of it, and handed it to Chu Qingyun.

He and Chu Qingyun already had a deep-seated grudge between them.

That was why Zhou Jianxiong didn't even dare bargain with Chu Qingyun the way Ban Xing'an had. He was terrified that Chu Qingyun, in a fit of anger, might refuse to give him the Antidote.

If that happened, it would be too late even for tears.

"You are self-aware, I'll give you that..."

Chu Qingyun accepted the Storage Ring, dripped a drop of blood on it, and claimed ownership.

As for Zhou Jianxiong, his face turned deathly pale. He took two ragged breaths, his footing becoming unsteady. 'My life's savings... gone...'

"1.19 million Primordial Spirit Liquid. As expected of a Core Disciple from the Qianshui Dynasty, wealthier than even a Celestial Spirit Realm expert... Huh? And these twenty-some Martial King Realm Blood Crystals look rather fresh..."

Chu Qingyun sneered, his eyes filled with mockery.

Zhou Jianxiong's vision went black, and he nearly coughed up blood. Those twenty-odd Martial King Realm Blood Crystals were precisely what they had obtained from killing the Blood Corpses Chu Qingyun had lured into the cave earlier.

And now, they had found their way back into Chu Qingyun's hands!

"One thousand four hundred twenty-five Saint Extreme Points. I'll take these. Sect Token is yours again!"

Just as he had with Ban Xing'an, Chu Qingyun transferred all of Zhou Jianxiong's Saint Extreme Points, then tossed the zero-balance Token back to him.

As for the men who followed Zhou Jianxiong, Chu Qingyun showed them no mercy, confiscating all of their Storage Rings.

He couldn't be bothered to inspect their items individually, though. He just took their sect Tokens, transferred the Saint Extreme Points, and threw the blank Tokens back at them.

From those five, Chu Qingyun gained another eighteen hundred-plus Saint Extreme Points.

After forcing all six of them to swear the same vicious Martial Arts Oath as Ban Xing'an, Chu Qingyun gave each of them an Antidote.

With that, the internal matters of the Saint Extreme Sect were concluded.

Meanwhile, Wan Jianxin and the other three from the Celestial Sword Sect had long since grown impatient.

He led the other three forward and self-assuredly presented the previous IOU for ten thousand Saint Extreme Points, saying, "Chu Qingyun, here's the IOU back. We're even for what happened before. Give us four Antidotes, and I, Wan Jianxin, will owe you a favor!"

'Just like that, we're even?'

'The people from the Celestial Sword Sect truly are arrogant.'

"Wan Jianxin... you think a mere verbal promise of a favor is worth the Storage Rings of all four of you?" Chu Qingyun said.

Instantly, the expressions of Wan Jianxin and his three companions changed drastically.

The other onlookers were also stunned.

Based on Chu Qingyun's modus operandi, they had suspected he might be ruthless enough to target the Celestial Sword Sect, but they were still shocked to see it happen.

After all, the tyranny of the Celestial Sword Sect in the Northern Domain was deeply ingrained in the public consciousness.

Few people ever dared to challenge such a powerful force.

"Chu Qingyun, you need to understand, we are from the Celestial Sword Sect!" Wan Jianxin said through clenched teeth.

He was utterly unwilling and reluctant to hand over his Storage Ring!

"I know. You're from the Celestial Sword Sect. And offending the Celestial Sword Sect will surely lead to a terrible end, right? Well, the decision is yours. No one is forcing you. If you want the Antidote, hand over your Storage Rings."

Chu Qingyun, however, couldn't care less about offending the Celestial Sword Sect.

He had already offended them on more than one occasion since the Blood-soaked Land incident. At this point, he was in for a penny, in for a pound; he didn't mind offending them one more time.

"Fine, Chu Qingyun! I'll remember you. You're ruthless!"

Gritting his teeth, Wan Jianxin ripped off his Storage Ring, undid his ownership of it, and tossed it to Chu Qingyun, his face a complex mask of bitter resolve and heart-wrenching pain.

At that moment, he was filled with immense regret.

'If I'd known it would end like this, I should have just left after getting that IOU for ten thousand Saint Extreme Points. I wouldn't have lost a thing and would have even made a huge profit.'

'But no, I had to try and use Zhao Junying to screw Chu Qingyun over again. I had to stick around to watch the show. And now I'm the one left completely ruined.'

The other three from the Celestial Sword Sect, resigned to their fate, also handed over their Storage Rings.