The moment Chen Qingyuan walked in just now, Shen Shijie and the others were looking at it, and they really found that there was spiritual energy flowing in his body, which meant that Chen Qingyuan could practice again. Shen Shijie was overjoyed in his heart, thinking that Chen Qingyuan might have obtained some shocking good fortune in the forbidden area of the abyss. If he could take this good fortune as his own, there would be infinite possibilities in the future.
"You all came all the way to my Xuanqing Sect because you want to know about my experience in the abyss!" Chen Qingyuan moved a stool and sat in the center of the hall, facing the powerhouses of the various sects with his back to the senior brothers and sisters.
"Yes." An elder of a certain sect admitted.
"I said before, but you don't believe it, what should be done?" Chen Qingyuan sighed with some annoyance.
"If Elder Chen is willing to open his mind and let the old man search for his soul, all problems will be solved." Shen Shijie made this request. When the elders heard this again, their faces were full of anger, and they wanted to fight directly. If Chen Qingyuan really had any secrets, it would definitely be inappropriate to expose them to the eyes of everyone. To take a step back, even if Chen Qingyuan didn't have any secrets, he couldn't let people search for his soul. Not only would it damage the face of the sect, but the process of soul searching might be poisoned, or hurt the source, which was not conducive to Chen Qingyuan's future development.
"Elder Chen is righteous, and the old man admires it." Shen Shijie smiled, pretending to admire him, clasped his fists and said.
"You didn't come to Xuanqing Sect today as guests, but to suppress people with pressure. Since that's the case, let's settle accounts!" Chen Qingyuan said.
"What do you mean by settling accounts?" The people of each sect looked at each other, puzzled.
"Look at the spilled tea on the ground, it's all brewed from the high - quality tea leaves of my Xuanqing Sect. You are not here as guests, but with other plans, so this tea is not free. After all, no family will invite a bad person to drink tea!" Chen Qingyuan pointed at the tea on the ground, showing a heartache appearance.
"The old man should understand that Xuanqing Sect wants to collect tea money," Shen Shijie said.
"This old grandfather is really smart." Chen Qingyuan actually knew Shen Shijie, but did not give him an honorific title.
Hearing Chen Qingyuan's praise, Shen Shijie felt uncomfortable all over, as if he had been bitten by an ant. However, in order to obtain useful information in the Abyss in a peaceful way, Shen Shijie could only endure it: "The Xuanqing Sect has a great career, is it still lacking this little tea money?"
"Lack, of course it is." Chen Qingyuan emphasized: "The Xuanqing Sect is not like the Tianyu Sect, which is rich and powerful, and can only maintain its life by careful calculation. Just this cup of tea requires a hundred high - grade spirit stones, which is very precious."
"Little doll, a cup of broken water requires a hundred high - grade spirit stones, what nonsense are you talking about?" The big cultivator of a certain sect frowned and sneered.
The ratio between the quality of the spirit stones is one to one hundred, and a high - grade spirit stone is equivalent to a hundred medium - grade spirit stones. In other words, a cup of tea requires 10,000 medium - grade spirit stones, which is equivalent to the income of many third - rate forces for a whole year. There are hundreds of great cultivators present, and after pouring hundreds of cups of tea, it is more than 10,000 high - grade spirit stones. This is simply a money grab! The real price of tea is estimated to be less than a high - grade spirit stone!
Lin Changsheng and the others who heard Chen Qingyuan's words all twitched the corners of their mouths calmly. In this case, the little junior brother is still thinking about fooling people and doing business, which is really hard to change!
"I'm not bullshitting, this is true." Chen Qingyuan lied, his face was not red and his heart was not jumping, and his words were chiseled: "The tea forest in the back mountain of Xuanqing Sect is fertilized and watered every day, carefully cared for, nourished with spiritual water every month, and sometimes ground into powder with high - quality spiritual medicine and smeared on every leaf bud. A thousand years to bloom, a thousand years to bear fruit, and a thousand years to mature..."
When Chen Qingyuan wanted to continue talking nonsense, Shen Shijie couldn't take it anymore and stopped: "Stop."
"I haven't finished speaking yet." Chen Qingyuan said vigorously: "And I haven't counted the broken tables, chairs, benches, and cracked floors."
"Boy, these things are not what I did, but the elders of your sect broke them." Chen Qingyuan put all the responsibility on the cultivators of the various sects.
"Ten thousand high - grade spirit stones is too much, and the old man can't agree." Everyone was very clear in their hearts that Chen Qingyuan was trying to use the topic to fight for their own interests.
"Then forget it." Chen Qingyuan sighed softly: "Alas! You don't have the slightest sincerity, you are not guests, and you don't want to give money after drinking tea. Forget it, then fight!" Saying that, Chen Qingyuan stood up and warned "very kindly": "After today, I am afraid that Xuanqing Sect will become ruins, and few of you will be able to live. How can I believe that you didn't do anything when you were searching for souls?
After considering for a moment, Shen Shijie gritted his teeth and agreed, "Elder Chen, it's just tea money, I'll give it to you." In fact, it wasn't the problem of tea money, but knowing that it was Chen Qingyuan's deception, he had to give it. This feeling was like Chen Qingyuan stretched out a foot, and a group of people were begging to stick to his feet, letting him humiliate their IQ, and their hearts were very uncomfortable.
So, under Shen Shijie's signal, everyone took out hundreds of high - grade spirit stones.
Chen Qingyuan, who received the spirit stone, immediately changed his expression and smiled: "Seniors are really polite, thank you."
Then, Chen Qingyuan turned to look at Lin Pingyan who was standing outside the door: "Little Yanzi, what are you doing, didn't you see that the tea was spilled on the ground, why don't you hurry up and serve the seniors new tea?"
"Don't, don't, don't, your tea is a rare treasure, I can't afford to drink it." Everyone quickly waved their hands to refuse, and their words were full of sarcasm.
Although Chen Qingyuan heard the sarcasm, he pretended to be confused: "Although the tea is precious, for the sake of your generosity, you can give 50% off later."
"No." Everyone was so angry that their faces were red, this kid was really stupid, or was he deliberately disgusting.
"Then forget it!" Chen Qingyuan wanted to continue to exploit this group of local rich people, but it seemed that there was no such opportunity.
Seeing Chen Qingyuan make a lot of money with his own eyes, Lin Pingyan's eyes showed deep admiration, thinking that his knowledge of making money was still too shallow, and it could not reach 1% of the little master uncle. You have to learn, and you have to study hard. Lin Pingyan has been living a prudish life since he was born, and it was not until he was taught by Chen Qingyuan not long ago that he realized how comfortable it is to be a rich man.
"Let's talk about business." Shen Shijie looked serious and said in a low voice. If Chen Qingyuan dared to do something wrong, Shen Shijie couldn't bear it any longer.
"Indeed." Chen Qingyuan put away the smile at the corner of his mouth and looked solemn: "Now we have to talk about mental damage fees."
"What?" After Shen Shijie and others heard it, their minds were full of questions and they were almost pissed off.