Starting With 100 Million Lives

"Elder Jiang, you mustn't act impulsively!"

Miao Yu thought he couldn't bear having so many people trying to snatch the Immortal Sword and was ready to go down fighting.

She hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him.

"As far as I know, the Treasure Light Sword used by Meng Qin is also a Tier Seven Immortal Artifact."

"Moreover, this person's own power is already at the peak below the Immortal King."

She looked Brother Cheng up and down: "The advantage that a Tier Eight Immortal Artifact gives you also has its limits."

The implication was that even with a Tier Eight Immortal Artifact, even in a one-on-one fight, you wouldn't be his match.

Don't go out and get yourself killed, obediently sell the sword to me.

Although Jiang Cheng's life or death had nothing to do with her, if he was killed by Meng Qin outside, she wouldn't be able to buy the Tier Eight Immortal Sword.

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Wei beside her turned pale.

"Meng Qin has barged in!"

"He's right downstairs!"

The faint smile on Miao Yu's exquisite face did not disappear; instead, it became increasingly confident.

"You see, the temptation of treasures is so great it can drive people mad."

Brother Cheng realized she was using the people outside to pressure him.

Basically telling him, the situation is getting more dangerous; if you don't sell the sword to me, I can't guarantee what might happen next.

He raised an eyebrow and intentionally asked, "Doesn't the Celestial Pavilion prohibit fighting inside?"

Miao Yu nodded, "Indeed, that's the rule. We will do our best to ensure the guests' safety."

"But each branch has limited power. If the enemy ignores the rules, leading to your untimely death, even if we pursue it afterwards, it would be meaningless to you, wouldn't it?"

"What you say makes a lot of sense."

Brother Cheng spread his hands with a smile, "But if people have come all this way, and I don't go out to meet them, wouldn't that be too disrespectful?"

Finishing his words, before anyone could respond, he alone went to the grand hall downstairs.

"Ancestor!"

Leng Huahan and Yuan Zhe were anxious, stomping their feet, yet they couldn't stop him.

Even Miao Yu and Ye Yang Immortal King couldn't help but frown.

"Is this person truly a sect's ancestor?"

"So impulsive, merely a foolhardy youth."

Miao Yu instructed, "Make him truly feel the pressure of despair, but don't let him be actually killed by Meng Qin."

Ye Yang Immortal King nodded and disappeared from the room.

At this moment, downstairs, Branch President Yan Wei was also in a panic.

"Meng Qin, Elder Jiang is our honored guest!"

"You should know our rules, no fighting here is allowed!"

Opposite him stood a young man over ten feet tall with green eyebrows, his eyes sharp with divine light, exuding an overwhelming pressure, as if he could tear you to pieces at any moment.

Standing there, all the other guests in the hall naturally backed away more than a hundred meters, not daring to approach him.

Wasn't it indeed Meng Qin?

"Heh, I certainly know the rules of your Celestial Pavilion."

He grinned, his white teeth glinting with a chilling gleam.

"I wasn't planning to cause trouble. Is it not allowed even to look around?"

"It's possible, of course..."

Yan Wei wiped his sweat, thinking you must be kidding.

I've heard enough about your Ghost Alliance's ways; if Jiang Cheng shows himself, you won't care about any rules.

Moreover, standing here seething with killing intent, how are we to do business?

What he dreaded came to pass— the next second, Brother Cheng truly appeared in the grand hall.

"Oh, quite lively, is this Meng Qin?"

His appearance caused a stir in the crowd.

"Is he that Jiang?"

"Is he crazy, not hiding upstairs and actively coming down?"

"Does he really think Meng Qin would dare not make a move here?"

Even Meng Qin was taken aback, then laughed.

"Indeed, I am Meng Qin."

His gaze landed on the Rainbow Absolute Immortal Sword, and his smile broadened.

Yan Wei quickly stepped forward, "Meng Qin, don't you dare act recklessly!"

"Chairman Yan, what you're saying isn't right. I'm just borrowing your venue to conduct a little transaction with him."

He put away his smile, leaned close to overlook Yan Wei, and spoke softly: "Is this not allowed either?"

The emotionless gaze made Yan Wei shiver, extremely doubtful that this madman might kill him at any moment.

"It's possible, of course..."

Luckily, Brother Cheng helped him out of the situation, asking with interest, "What transaction do you want to make with me?"

As the corners of Meng Qin's mouth lifted, he flaunted the Treasure Light Sword in his hands, "I want to exchange weapons with you. What do you think of this trade?"

"Immortal Artifact for Immortal Artifact, quite fair, right?"

These words left everyone speechless.

You really dare call this a transaction? The value difference between a Tier Seven Immortal Artifact and a Tier Eight Immortal Artifact is at least tens of times, isn't it?

Fair?

Just say it's a robbery.

Even Miao Yu, closely observing on the second floor, couldn't help but shake her head.

The ways of these Demon Cultivators are truly inexplicable.

Meng Qin clearly calculated that Jiang Cheng wouldn't agree and was using it as a pretext.

And even if Jiang Cheng did agree, he probably still wouldn't get the Tier Seven Immortal Sword afterwards.

She naturally wouldn't step in to uphold any fairness; the more domineering Meng Qin was, the more pressure he exerted, making Jiang Cheng more likely to surrender to their Celestial Pavilion, after all.

"Your proposal is truly constructive and worth considering."

Brother Cheng surprisingly clapped with a smile, praising.

This cheerful reaction was beyond everyone's expectations; was he a fool?

Even Meng Qin was momentarily surprised, then he laughed heartily, extending the Treasure Light Sword.

"Refreshing! I'm starting to find you a bit likable, since you've agreed, let's trade quickly!"

"Wait a moment!"

Meng Qin's aura of murderous intent surged forth, his face darkened, "What, are you backing out?"

Brother Cheng shook his head, "Of course not, but trading weapons, shouldn't we inspect the goods first?"

"Inspect the goods?"

Meng Qin couldn't fathom his thoughts; did he truly take this as a trade?

"Sure, then let me inspect your sword."

Looking at the outstretched left hand, Brother Cheng wore a look of disdain.

"Are you a newbie who just entered the field? Weapon inspection should be via actual combat; holding it in hand, what can you see?"

"Not understanding this, I even doubt how you've survived until today."

Damn, even being lectured by him.

Newcomer, me?

For millions of years, Meng Qin hadn't been appraised like this; his fury was instantly ignited.

"Heh, you're really gutsy."

He chuckled angrily, "So, how do you want to inspect? Want a fight with me?"

"Yeah..."

Brother Cheng, still smiling, pulled out the Rainbow Absolute Immortal Sword, silently activating a tenfold critical strike.

Under everyone's gaze, Meng Qin, feeling humiliated, could no longer hold back.

"You're seeking death!"

He swung his sword, and the grand hall first went dark.

Next, blinding light exposed everyone's Immortal Souls!

"No..."

"Stop!"

Yan Wei was in a panic, but with his Ninth-grade Immortal Venerable strength, how could he block it?

With a loud bang, purple flames like meteors fell, slowly dissipating in the void.

Meng Qin's towering figure disintegrated into ashes like a melting sand pile.

Clatter!

Bereft of its master, the Treasure Light Sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

This Demon Venerable, ranked among the top hundred in the Middle Immortal Realm, just turned to dust!