Chapter 402.2

Negotiation (6)

Tang Fei was not polite, and said lightly, “The compensation we demand is very simple. One is to return all the things looted from Ziqing Sacred Land as they are, and the other is to give compensation for the deaths and injuries of Ziqing Sacred Land disciples. As for the compensation standard, let’s set it at 20,000 spirit stones per person for the time being. My Ziqing Sacred Lnad disciples have a total of 3,600 casualties, and the Chongyang Sword Sect and Xuanlei Sect will divide it equally! So your sect needs to compensate us with thirty-six million spirit stones. However, I have already promised to reduce the compensation requirement, so just erase the odds, and you can pay thirty million spirit stones!”

Yang Shaoling was furious, slapped the table, and said angrily, “It’s unreasonable! Twenty thousand spirit stones per person? Could it be that the disciples of your Ziqing Sacred Land are all made of spirit stones?”

Tang Fei also slapped the table, and said unceremoniously, “In my eyes, spirit stones are not as important as my disciples! Counting 20,000 spirit stones is already considered making it cheap for you!”

The Chongyang Sword Sect has a great foundation, and it’s not like they can’t afford to pay thirty million spirit stones can’t afford to pay. But if such a large sum of spirit stones is lost in an instant, then the Chongyang Sword Sect will have to live in a tight situation for several years.

Yang Shaoling’s face flushed red, and he was too angry to speak.

But Tang Fei didn’t give him a chance to refute, and continued, “No matter how many spirit stones you compensate, you can always earn it back in a few years.

But what about our dead Ziqing Sacred Land disciples? They are dead, and you can’t make them live again!”

Having said this, Tang Fei’s eyes were red with a completely murderous aura. Yang Shaoling was two realms higher than him, but Tang Fei’s aura overwhelmed him!

Tan Yu on the side also chimed in, “Holy Lord Tang’s words are justified. No matter how many spirit stones there are, how can they be as important as one’s disciples? Ziqing Sacred Land has lost so many disciples, so the compensation is not too much!”

Yang Shaoling turned to Tan Yu and said angrily, “I respect you as a senior, but you keep speaking for Ziqing Sacred Land, what’s the reason?”

Tan Yu’s face darkened, and he said coldly, “Not only did I speak for Ziqing Sacred Land, but I can also beat people for Ziqing Sacred Land! What? Do you want to try?”

The corner of Yang Shaoling’s mouth twitched, wanting to curse.

This old guy really doesn’t want any face!

After Yang Shaoling took a deep breath, he said in a deep voice, “Thirty million spirit stones are too much, we can only take out ten million spirit stones at most!”

With the current situation like this, he also had to bow his head.

Tang Fei sneered and said, “Sect master Yang, do you think I’m bargaining with you? It’s only thirty million spirit stones, I won’t accept not even a single shard less!”

Yang Shaoling gritted his teeth and said, “Tang Fei, don’t deceive people too much!”

“I’m deceiving too much? When your Chongyang Sword Sect colluded with Xuanlei Sect to besiege my Ziqing Sacred Land, why didn’t you feel that you were deceiving too much? You played so smoothly at that time, but have you ever thought that the disciples who were killed or injured were carefully cultivated by my Ziqing Sacred Land? Yang Shaoling, let me tell you the truth, if it wasn’t for the Tiangang Sword Sect wanting to mediate peace, even if everyone in Ziqing Sacred Land died here, I would still fight with your Chongyang Sword Sect until both sides perished together!”

As soon as Tang Fei finished speaking, the Ziqing Sacred Land disciples behind him immediately became passionate and shouted in unison, “Live and die! Die together! Live and die! Die together!”

The angry shouts of thousands of disciples went straight to the sky and resounded through the clouds.

Yang Shaoling said angrily, “My Chongyang Sword Sect can only have so many spirit stones! If you are dissatisfied, at worst, let’s have a fight!”

Tang Fei immediately drew his sword and stood up, “So what if you are a Transcend Tribulation realm? I, Tang Fei, will seek justice for my dead and injured disciples today!”

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, Feng Shao came out suddenly and said, “Why are you both shouting and shouting? Now that we have all sat down, why can’t we discuss the matter of compensation calmly?”

Yang Shaoling glared at Feng Shao, “Young man surnamed Feng, I advise you to mind your own business.”

Feng Shao said with a smile, “For me, this may not be a trivial matter. You must know that what the Ziqing Sacred Land disciples are holding is a weapon produced by my Wuling City! You ask me, can the investment of my Wuling City be returned? I only need to watch this battle!”

Yang Shaoling’s heart trembled suddenly, and he secretly exclaimed that something was wrong.

After several battles, the weapons produced in Wuling City are now well-known in the entire Upper Domain. If these thousands of Ziqing Sacred Land disciples really carried weapons from Wuling City, then the Chongyang Sword Sect might really be unable to resist!

Seeing Yang Shaoling’s complexion change drastically, Feng Shao smiled and said, “Sect master Yang, I wonder if you are willing to listen to my opinions now?”

Yang Shaoling stared at Feng Shao, almost wanting to tear him up and eat him, “Say it!”

“Actually, it’s not like the Chongyang Sword Sect can’t produce so many spirit stones, and it’s just that there are not so many spirit stones now. If that’s the case, then just pay slowly. One hundred thousand today, one hundred thousand tomorrow. Just keep paying like this, and there will always be a day when the compensation will be paid off. Sect master Yang, what do you think?”

Yang Shaoling was so angry that he almost vomited blood, “What kind of opinion do you have? Pay one hundred thousand a day? How can our Chongyang Sword Sect have so many spirit stones?”

“That’s easy!” Feng Shao clenched his fist with his right hand and slapped his left palm, “Then you can pay three million a year, for twelve consecutive years!”

“Isn’t that thirty-six million?”

“That’s right! The extra six million can be considered as interest!” Feng Shao said with a smile.

Yang Shaoling blushed with anger, pointing at Feng Shao, “Your surname is Feng, do you really think I dare not kill you?”

“Even if sect master Yang wants to kill me, he has to finalize the compensation plan first. Sect master Yang, please make a decision quickly! Everyone has been here for two days, and we can’t stay still any longer!”

Yang Shaoling gasped heavily, like a bellows with a hole in it. After a long while, he squeezed out a sentence between his teeth.

“Okay! I promise!”

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TN: Merry Christmas!