Chapter 239: Adorably Clumsy Treasure Ring

Zhao Xidong was once again slapped to the ground by Xiao Qixiu. He got up, scratching his head with a look of deep grievance, and said tearfully, "A guess! I told you it was just a guess!"

"Hmph!" Xiao Qixiu sneered, "Keep your baseless guesses to yourself. Who is Elder Sang? He's the Vice Dean of Tiansang Spirit Palace. How could he be a 'Saint Slave'?"

"Do you realize that sometimes your wild imaginings alone can bring disaster upon the Spirit Palace?"

"How many times have I told you? When enforcing the law in the Spirit Law Pavilion, you need evidence!"

He poked the young man's head and asked impatiently, "Do you want to end up on the execution platform?"

Zhao Xidong immediately recoiled, shrinking his neck, and fell silent, not daring to reply.

"Eat!" Xiao Qixiu slammed the table, roaring, "Finish your food and get out of my sight!"

He was truly furious. Of all people to suspect, why Elder Sang? If you were to say he was a hidden pawn of the 'Holy Divine Temple,' that would still be debatable. But... a Saint Slave? Not to mention the closest elders present couldn't see it, but based solely on the long-standing enmity between this straw-hatted old man and that wretched organization, he couldn't possibly be one of them!

"Knowing nothing, yet babbling on..." Xiao Qixiu muttered angrily, grabbing a wine pot and slamming it down. He'd grabbed the wrong pot!

Zhao Xidong flinched at the sound, quickly pushing a water cup towards Boss Xiao and saying, "Calm down, alright!" Immediately after speaking, he grabbed a goose leg from the table, quickly picked it clean, and stood up. "I'm full!"

He wanted to slip away. This place was too terrifying; just the presence of the powerful figures made him unable to stay. Moreover, with Boss Xiao somewhat angry, even Zhao Xidong, who was usually fearless, couldn't help but feel a bit timid at the moment. There was nothing he could do; after being scolded for so many years, he had developed a psychological complex.

"Wait!"

He hadn't taken two steps when Ye Xiaotian's voice suddenly came from behind, causing Zhao Xidong to turn around. The white-haired Daoist boy had his head down, fingers lightly tapping the table, seemingly deep in thought.

Xiao Qixiu exclaimed in surprise, "You believe this kid's nonsense?"

Qiao Qianzhi also looked at Ye Xiaotian with a hint of disbelief, but saw the latter gently shake his head. "No, I don't!" The two words, spoken with conviction, were filled with an unprecedented trust, reflecting his entire understanding of the old man over the years.

However, the next second, Ye Xiaotian's demeanor deflated. "But he taught me that in this world, you can't trust anyone but yourself!"

After a sigh, a sharp glint flashed in Ye Xiaotian's eyes, then he looked at Zhao Xidong and said gravely: "Go find out where Elder Sang has been all these years, what he's done, and who he's killed... Especially, I want all information related to the 'Saint Slaves'!"

After a moment of stunned silence, Zhao Xidong's eyes began to light up with excitement. Investigating the Vice Dean? This was something he wouldn't even dare to imagine! "Yes!"

Ye Xiaotian looked at the two somewhat shocked old friends, shook his head slightly, and picked up his chopsticks. "We always need to check, better safe than sorry!"

"Oh, and..." As Zhao Xidong was about to bow and leave, Ye Xiaotian seemed to remember something, rubbing his temples with the end of a chopstick, and said with a pained expression: "Also, keep a close eye on Xu Xiaoshou for me. Make him quiet down for a few days, I can't take it anymore!"

"Xu Xiaoshou, wait for me!" A shout followed Xu Xiaoshou, who was on everyone's minds.

"Request received, passive value: 1."

Xu Xiaoshou, with a headache, stopped and turned to look at the tall, one-armed man, saying with a troubled expression, "How many times have I told you? That's not a blade, it's just a piece of iron! And I don't know any blade techniques at all!"

Zhou Tianshen simply didn't believe him. If it wasn't a blade and there were no blade techniques, what had he seen earlier? That roughly ten-foot-long Jie Blade, with a single sweep, had decapitated Zhang Xinxiong! Its overwhelming power even surpassed his own golden 'Overlord Blade' by several degrees! No, by dozens of degrees!

"Just let me look at it one more time, let me touch it. I don't want your blade," Zhou Tianshen pleaded.

"Stop drooling!" Xu Xiaoshou was completely exasperated. He had been bothered the entire way and couldn't stand talking anymore, so he suddenly asked, "Do you remember the last scene inside the Tianxuan Gate?"

Zhou Tianshen paused, "The last scene... It seemed a child had punched me flying?"

"Precisely, it was this!" Xu Xiaoshou took out the iron ball from his pocket, and Zhou Tianshen's eyes immediately lit up. This was the very thing; at the time, everyone, even Zhang Xinxiong, had been deceived by its appearance. Unexpectedly, that transformed strike had intimidated everyone present!

"Transform!"

"Transform into a blade!" he exclaimed excitedly.

"Do you really want to see it?" Xu Xiaoshou asked seriously.

Zhou Tianshen didn't notice the young man's irritable gaze at all, swallowing his saliva and nodding repeatedly.

Xu Xiaoshou sighed, tossed the iron ball, and it instantly transformed into a puppet child. "Ah Jie, pull your punches a bit."

Zhou Tianshen immediately felt something was wrong. He suddenly looked up and saw a fist rapidly enlarging in his vision. Everything went black, and he lost consciousness!

"Phew, finally quiet..." Xu Xiaoshou breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the tall man before he hit the ground, and slung him over his shoulder. This guy was too noisy, chasing him from the Life-and-Death Arena to here, asking about everything from the Tianxuan Gate anomaly to the Great Jie Blade... How could Xu Xiaoshou have the patience to tell him all that? If he were to explain it properly, he probably wouldn't finish in half a day! His own doubts hadn't even been answered yet, so he might as well solve it with one punch and be done with it.

After dealing with Zhou Tianshen, he looked at Ah Jie. This guy still looked like an unchanging child, but somehow, his aura felt different. "You can turn into a blade, can you turn into a sword?" Xu Xiaoshou asked.

"Ma-ma..." Ah Jie murmured, its eyes glowing red.

Xu Xiaoshou was speechless. If it wasn't in combat mode, was it disobedient? Or perhaps his intimacy with it wasn't enough, preventing perfect command? He tried a few more times, but as expected, there was no reaction at all, other than making it say "Ma-ma" a few more times. "Tsk, not very useful!"

Xu Xiaoshou stroked his chin, pondering: an iron ball, a child, a Jie Blade... What exactly was this thing? Besides these three forms, did it have any other functions? "It must! But I just don't know how to activate them..." Xu Xiaoshou's head started to ache. The thought of that Jie Blade's single strike, which had directly ended a grandmaster of Zhang Xinxiong's caliber, made him incredibly eager. Holding such a treasure in his hands but being unable to control it perfectly was truly frustrating!

Casually, he cut his finger, and a drop of blood fell onto Ah Jie's head. Xu Xiaoshou watched with some anticipation as the blood slid down Ah Jie's head, past its nose bridge, and into the corner of its mouth.

"Buzz!" A red light flashed in its eyes, and he could clearly feel the puppet child's mood elevating.

"Effective?" Xu Xiaoshou was immediately overjoyed and exclaimed, "Transform into a sword!"

"Ma-ma..." Baby Ah Jie tilted its head, gazing blankly at the young man in front of it.

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

Heavens, why were all the things he obtained like this! "Hidden Suffering" that devoured its master, and a cute but dumb "Jie Baby"?

"I..."