Chapter Seven, The Disciple with the Drawn Sword, The Runaway Peak Master

Otherwise... if I really lack the strength, I wouldn't dare to return to my Four Treasures Peak

"How can you children be so inconsiderate?" Cao Zhen stepped into the courtyard and said to the disciples, "Uncle Chao has arrived, and you don't even know to serve tea?"

Of course I know! Otherwise, I wouldn't have just returned from my training trip without even going back to the sect! I came straight here!" Zhao Zizai sighed and said, "Your cultivation levels are too far apart! If it really comes to a fight and you lose the land, you could sell these few disciples of yours, and still wouldn't be able to buy back that piece of spiritual field.

Cao Zhen ran all the way to the Xianyun station, feeling a myriad of emotions. He had originally planned to eat and drink to his heart's content tomorrow before heading to the nearest market to rent an alchemical furnace to refine the Dragon-Tiger Pill. However, now that his disciple had caused such a situation, he had no choice but to move his plans forward.

I understand, you are advising me not to confront Xingyao Peak, right?" Cao Zhen, facing those who cared for him, could not act dismissively; he could only pull the other person’s arm and sit down at the table, saying, "I just met with Elder Tongdie, and he advised me the same way.

"Master, do not leave!" Yan Yourong shouted loudly while holding a sword, "I am doing this for your own good! Even if it means losing everything, I will ensure that the *Tu* *Shu* is sent to the Medical Immortal Pavilion to heal you.

Cao Zhenxin said that your Qixing Peak, ranked ninety-nine, is not much higher than my Sibao Peak, and it is normal that your peak does not have it either

I am not concerned about face," Cao Zheng said mysteriously, "Do you know the odds set by the gambling house for this duel?

In a moment, the guest house of the Four Treasures Peak was in chaos, with chickens flying and dogs jumping everywhere. Only the third disciple, Xiang Ziyu, was holding a book and studying it carefully, neither helping his senior sister nor standing by his master, as if the events happening around him had nothing to do with him.

"I did not come here to drink tea!" Zhao Zizai suddenly stood up and walked towards Cao Zhen. His towering figure, obscured by the setting sun, made Cao Zhen feel as if he had suddenly entered a shadow.

Chao Zizai's towering figure stood between the two, reaching out to grasp the sword in Yan Yourong's hand, saying: "Disciple, do not act impulsively..."

"How can I sell my disciples? My disciples are all so adorable." Cao Zhen pressed down on Chao Zizai's shoulders, signaling him not to stand up in excitement all the time, and said, "I was just making a metaphor..."

The three disciples were also astonished and looked at Cao Zhen with confusion, but only Yan You revealed a vigilant gaze in her eyes. In recent days, the master had been acting strangely while fishing every day, and she had always suspected that the master had fallen into obsession.

Upon hearing Cao Zhen's words, Chao Zizai began to doubt whether he should have stopped Yan Yourong and if he should indeed send Cao Zhen to the Medical Immortal Pavilion. Cao's words sounded as if he were truly quite ill.

The main courtyard of Sibao Peak remains open as usual, with the only difference being the presence of a dark-skinned strong man in the yard

Cao Zhen ran out of the courtyard and looked back at the chaotic scene. Unable to restrain himself, he said to Zhao Zizai, who had come to persuade him: "Old Zhao! For the sake of our friendship, you’d better go back and persuade your master to pawn you all at the pawnshop! Then go to the gambling house and bet on my victory; you could make a fortune..."

"Master Uncle, please step aside! Senior Sister and Junior Brothers, you too, please make way!" Yan Yourong, with a frost-covered mask, stared intently at Cao Zhen, desperately trying to break free from the crowd's obstruction as she said, "Master, you have not practiced or prepared for battle in these past two months! Your disciple has endured! I thought your obsession was detrimental to your health! You fish every day, and I believed you were suppressing your inner demons! I have also endured! Under various indulgences, you have actually reached this state! No matter what, today I must take you to the Medical Immortal Pavilion!"

However, the Four Treasures Peak is truly too impoverished; if one were to seek treatment at the Medical Immortal Pavilion, the consultation fee and medical expenses might cause the Four Treasures Peak to go bankrupt on the spot

"Selling disciples? Raising funds? What kind of wealthy person are you talking about?" Chao Zi asked in a trembling voice, "Old Cao, what do you intend to do?"

Senior Sister Lingxi immediately got up and pulled Yan Yourong's arm, advising, "Yourong, have you lost your mind? That is our Master! How can you draw your sword?"

All the disciples turned their gaze towards the Second Senior Sister, Yan Yourong, who holds the financial authority of the Four Treasures Peak

The master villa of Sibao Peak has fallen into a deathly silence

Clang

The disciples immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and Yan Yourong also abandoned the thought of binding the master and sending him to the Medical Immortal Pavilion.

Chao Zizai! The only friend of Cao Zhenqian! The top disciple of the Qixing Peak, ranked ninety-ninth! His cultivation has reached the level of four Dao Platforms! He possesses a special cultivation physique, the Crimson Inferno Body! However, the purity of this physique is very low, less than ten percent. Otherwise, he would have long been snatched away by the higher-ranked peaks!

The sound of the sword being drawn broke the tranquility of the courtyard, and Yan Yourong radiated with a surge of spiritual energy. Four platforms rose behind her as she stepped forward, the sword in her hand gleaming with a cold light as she walked directly towards Cao Zhen

"Master, run quickly, we can no longer control Second Senior Sister!" At this moment, Bei Yan was tightly holding onto Yan Yourong's thigh.

Cao Zhen did not expect that his usually taciturn and frosty second disciple would become such a headache when enraged. Adhering to the principle that a wise man does not suffer immediate losses, he swiftly ran back to his room, gathered all the materials for the small Longhu Dan that he had already prepared, and quickly made his way to the courtyard

"Selling disciples?" Cao Zhen felt a burst of inspiration in his mind, and his eyes involuntarily brightened. He excitedly grasped Chao Zizai's hands and exclaimed, "Yes! Selling disciples! How did I not think of raising money by selling disciples! You are better at finding ways to make money than Ma Shoufu!"

I intend to send them to the pawnshop for a while. " Cao Zhen continued, as everyone stared at him wide-eyed, "I will pawn them for some spirit stones, and then go to the gambling house to bet on my victory. After the duel is over, I will redeem them back.

"Second Senior Sister, do not act impulsively!" Bei Yan reacted the fastest, immediately positioning himself in front of Yan Yourong, using his body to shield her. He tightly wrapped his arms around the slender waist of his Senior Sister, fearing that she might take any rash actions.

Cao Zhenyuan looked at the strong man from a distance and felt a sense of familiarity. He quickly searched through the memories of his inheritance and had already identified the other party's identity

Cao Zhen did not expect that his aloof second disciple would react so intensely, taking a step back and jumping more than a yard away, raising his hand to point at Yan Yourong: "Xiao Rong, calm down! Calm down!"

Furthermore, there has been no inclination towards violence or any more severe behavior despite the continuous fishing. Yan Yourong believes that the master would gradually adjust through fishing, but unexpectedly, the idea of selling disciples has emerged! It seems that even if it requires binding, the master must be taken to the Medical Immortal Pavilion.

"Then why don't you ask Elder Tongdie to help you cancel the duel?" Zhao Zizai anxiously looked at Cao Zhen, his thick eyebrows twitching as he spoke, "Old Cao! Let me tell you, don't worry about your pride! What is your pride worth? That is the only third-grade spiritual land on your Four Treasure Peak! Our Seven Star Peak doesn't even have such a high-grade spiritual land!"

Cao Zhendun immediately realized that he had mentioned to Yan Yourong a few days ago that the tea had run out, and as a result, he received two words from his disciple: 'no money'.