Chapter 780: The Blocking Servant
Obviously.
This was the arrival of the Tianba Sect.
Leading them was a Tianba Sect elder named Fan Chong.
After disembarking from the airship, he looked solemn and was neatly dressed.
Although the Patriarch was still in the sacred mountain's underground palace, he had personally sent a voice transmission, instructing Fan Chong to bring 70% of the Tianba Sect's harvests from the past decade to the Bailian Sect, along with some other important matters.
From the Patriarch's seriousness, Fan Chong understood the importance of this mission.
Therefore, he dared not show the slightest negligence.
Before coming, he even bathed and purified himself to show respect.
"Elder Fan."
Sun Zimei quickly stepped forward to greet him.
The arrival of someone from the upper sect was a rare event.
This left him both surprised and shocked.
On the scene, the elders from other sects who had not yet left also bowed in unison.
However, compared to Sun Zimei, they were less surprised and more expectant.
"Elder Sun."
Fan Chong paused slightly upon seeing the many elders bowing to him, but he didn't even glance at the others. Instead, he only gave a slight bow to the elders of the Bailian Sect and greeted them.
"May I ask why Elder Fan has come to our humble sect today?" Sun Zimei asked, feeling both honored and flustered.
"I am here to deliver something."
"By the order of the Patriarch, I have brought 70% of the Tianba Sect's harvests from the past decade."
As he spoke, Fan Chong, like the other elders, took out several storage rings.
Each ring was filled with various treasures.
"Ah... this..."
"70%?"
Sun Zimei was dumbfounded once again.
The previous thirty sects, followed by fifty sects, were one thing, but now even the upper sect was sending gifts?
What the hell.
What is going on!
"Why?"
Sun Zimei blurted out.
"By the order of the Patriarch," Fan Chong replied respectfully.
Sun Zimei nearly rolled his eyes.
Wasn't that just stating the obvious?
"Elder Sun, there's no need for this. We understand that such matters are not to be disclosed, so I did not come here to inquire or investigate. I am merely here to express our goodwill."
Fan Chong glanced at Sun Zimei, seemingly understanding his concerns, and explained softly.
???
Understand?
What do you understand?
I don't even understand...
Sun Zimei was as confused as a woman's veil—utterly baffled!
"Farewell."
Before Sun Zimei could ask anything more.
Fan Chong had already turned to leave.
Clearly.
When he came, the Patriarch had sternly instructed him.
Once the delivery was done, he was not to ask any questions or linger.
After delivering the items, he was to leave immediately, and he was not allowed to boast about what the Tianba Sect had sent.
Sun Zimei rushed forward to pursue him.
But Fan Chong seemed uninterested in discussing anything further, leaving Sun Zimei anxious and unsure of what to say, not daring to ask more.
He could only respectfully see Fan Chong off.
"Farewell, Elder."
Sun Zimei called out respectfully.
Due to the arrival of these important figures, many disciples had gathered to watch. Sun Zimei quickly waved his hand to shoo them away, ensuring they did not block Elder Fan Chong's path.
In an instant, the entire mountain gate cleared, with all the disciples stepping aside, not daring to obstruct the way.
However.
What Sun Zimei did not expect was that at this moment, a servant disciple carrying a small package was walking into the mountain gate from outside.
"Hmm."
"The master has been craving peanuts. I've bought them for him. He must be very happy!"
The servant muttered to himself, completely oblivious to everyone else.
"Huh?"
Seeing a servant blocking the path, Sun Zimei's face immediately darkened.
"An upper sect elder is departing. All idlers, step aside!"
Sun Zimei shouted.
However, the servant seemed not to hear him, still muttering to himself as he walked toward the mountain gate.
"You're asking for death!"
Seeing this, Sun Zimei's face turned furious, and he lunged forward...