Chapter 111: Competition (of another type)
The First Lady could not take it any longer too and spoke coldly, "Senior brother Huo Long, this child never said that he was going to give it to you. He only said that he doesn't have a good magical tool and still requires that bell."
"Haha, is that right!" Daoist Huo Long interrupted, laughing, "That means that he will give me the bell if he has a good magical tool! Isn't it just a magical tool? I can just give one of it to him!"
As he said that, Daoist Huo Long casually threw a 7th-grade magical tool flying sword to Little Fatty as though he was sending away a beggar.
Seeing this scene, the Sect Master immediately scolded, "When did he say that he was going to exchange it with you? You are just forcing him to do this exchange!"
"I doubt so!" Daoist Huo Long then smiled and said to Little Fatty, "Little Fatty, you have tortured my Rong'er quite badly! 10 years of recuperation and over a million spiritual stones spent on spiritual medicine! Being her elder, I am extremely displeased about this matter! But, you are a junior after all and it wouldn't be good for me to be too calculative. If you can do something to make me feel satisfied today, I can promise you that this matter would be treated as though it never happened. But, if you continue to go against me... Heh heh, even if I do not lower myself to bully a junior, those children of mine would not take it lying down!"
"Are you the only one with children?" The sect master then raged, "If you think you can threaten Pudgy boy then you're deeply mistaken! As long as I am not dead, nobody would be able to bully him! You can try if you don't believe it!""Senior brother Huo Long, what you just said is a little too much!" The First Lady also could not help but seethe in anger.
"Haha, maybe. But I honestly only spoke from my heart. I really want to make peace with this adorable little fatty!" Daoist Huo Long then said with a devious smile, "Child, I wonder if you're willing to give me the face?"
Facing the threat of a YuanYing cultivator, how would Little Fatty dare say anything else? He could only smile bitterly and say, "This disciple doesn't dare. Since you like that bell, I will just give it to you out of filial piety and will not want anything in return!"
As he said that, Little Fatty respectfully returned the flying sword back to him.
"Haha, what a good boy!" Daoist Huo Long immediately laughed heartily and said, "But, business is still business. Since I have already given you the flying sword, you just have to keep it!"
"Despicable!" The sect master shouted, "Huo Long, you have completely thrown the face of an elder!"
Sect Master, what nonsense are you spewing? I have only made a deal with the child! I did not take advantage of him!" Daoist Huo Long raged, "Don't tell me this is illegal too?!"
"Although it isn't illegal, but can you answer to your conscience?" The First Lady held back her husband who was on the verge of blowing up and said, "This thing of his may be hiding a spiritual artifact. However, you are now trying to brush him off with such a lousy flying sword. Is this fitting of your status?!"
"That is only a maybe!" Daoist Huo Long hurriedly defended himself, "Junior sister, don't forget that this is indeed a tattered bell. I used a 7th-grade magical tool worth a hundred thousand spiritual stones to exchange for it. How am I taking advantage of him?""A tattered bell? I can't believe you have the cheek to say that!" The sect master said with a cold laugh, "This tattered bell which you speak of is able to defend against the attacks of your Azure Shadowless Divine Sword! If it is considered to be rubbish, what would your magical artifact be considered? Trash amongst trash?"
