Chapter 57: A plan within a plan

After a moment of shock, Xu Yong quickly said, "Junior Brother Yang, I have finally managed to arrange everything, and they have given me hope. As long as you can take out 80 spirit stones and hand them over to the sword washing pool, this matter will be settled."

"80 spirit stones?"

Yang Che pretended to be surprised.

"Why, Junior Brother Yang, you can't take out these 80 spirit stones, right?"

Xu Yong originally wanted to ask for 100 spirit stones.

But Yang Che's words just now made him change the price temporarily, so he reduced it by 20 with great pain.

He was afraid that the price was too high, which really scared Yang Che.

If Yang Che really backed out and didn't want to switch to sword washing, then his and Zhao Ji's "plan" would be in vain.

Yang Che hurriedly waved his hands and said, "No, no, no, Senior Brother Xu, I didn't expect that only 80 spirit stones could be used to switch to sword washing."

"Ah?"

Xu Yong and Zhao Ji were stunned again.

Especially Xu Yong, his expression was really wonderful.

He wanted to slap himself twice.

Yang Che naturally saw the expressions of the two people and sneered three times in his heart.

After Xu Yong came to his senses, he immediately said: "Then Junior Brother Yang, give me the spirit stones, I will help you with the formalities."

"Senior Brother Xu, although eighty spirit stones are not a large number, I can't just give them to you without any proof, right?"

Xu Yong's face darkened slightly when he heard this, and he said: "Junior Brother Yang, you don't trust me."

"It's not that I don't trust Senior Brother Xu. After all, I'm a newcomer and don't understand many rules. Naturally, I want to seek peace of mind."

Yang Che said, took out eighty spirit stones and put them on the stone table, but his hand was on it, and continued: "Please write a receipt for me, Senior Brother Xu, is this okay?"

A cold light suddenly flashed across Xu Yong's eyes.

He glanced at Zhao Ji, and Zhao Ji glanced at the burning incense in the corner without leaving a trace, and secretly winked at Xu Yong.

Xu Yong then agreed and said, "Okay, I'll write you a written agreement."

Soon, the written agreement was written.

Both parties put their handprints on it.

Yang Che took the written agreement in his hand and examined it carefully. After confirming that it was correct, he left the spirit stone and put the written agreement into the storage bag.

"Xu, Zhao, thank you very much. Then I can just go to the sword washing pool tomorrow, right?"

Yang Che asked with a smile.

At this time, Xu Yong and Zhao Ji suddenly laughed out loud.

Then Zhao Ji actually closed the door of the stone house directly.

"Two brothers, what do you mean?" Yang Che asked in a panic, and his body began to "shake".

When Xu Yong and the others saw Yang Che's state, they immediately showed a proud look in their eyes.

"It's nothing, Yang, I just asked you to sleep here."

"You...you...drug..."

Yang Che said "vaguely" and fell to the ground with a plop.

Zhao Ji immediately said, "Brother Xu, you are really great. I admire you very much. Yang Che was poisoned by the 'Forget Dust Fragrance'. When he wakes up, he will not remember anything."

Xu Yong snorted coldly and said, "This kid is really a fool. He is so jumpy and almost scared me."

As he said that, he walked to Yang Che and was about to take Yang Che's storage bag.

Two black lights suddenly appeared without any warning, directly piercing Xu Yong's palm and then hitting his heart.

Xu Yong groaned miserably, and a light shield immediately appeared to protect him.

However, dozens of black lights suddenly appeared, forming a spiral spike, piercing through the light shield and piercing Xu Yong's eyebrows like lightning.

Zhao Ji couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

Although it was a sneak attack, a disciple who was less than the third level of Qi Refining actually crushed and killed a disciple who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining. Who would dare to believe it if they told others?

Although Zhao Ji usually flatters others, he is definitely not a stupid person. He immediately realized something and felt an inexplicable chill on his back.

The moment this chill rose, he rushed to the door of the stone house.

But it was too late.

At the door of the stone house, a larger black spike had been waiting for him.

When Zhao Ji was pierced through the center of his eyebrows by the spike, he showed doubt, fear and unwillingness, and even remembered all kinds of past events...

Yang Che had already jumped up from the ground and put away the medium-grade spirit stone in his hand.

Then he only took half of the things in the storage bags of the two people, and hung them back on their waists intact.

Then he took their respective magic weapons in their hands, creating an image of mutual attack, until the hands, bodies, and heads of the two were bloody and messy... In the end, they died together in a horrible scene.

Yang Che carefully wiped out the breath he might have left, and then opened the door of the stone house and walked into the dark night without clouds and moon.

…

Back in the hut, Yang Che sat cross-legged and quickly entered the state of cultivation.

The next day.

The whole Pinglu Peak was in an uproar.

A group of errand disciples walked out of the hut and talked about it in the open space at the foot of Pinglu Peak.

"Have you heard about it?"

"Yes, I just heard about it."

"What kind of deep hatred do Senior Brother Xu Yong and Senior Brother Zhao Jie have?"

"Who knows? On the surface, they have a good relationship, but maybe they have some unknown hatred in private."

"It's really possible. Otherwise, the two of them wouldn't have died so tragically together."

"Yes, I heard that the blood and flesh were so blurred that it was almost impossible to tell who was who."

…

Yang Che stood in the crowd with a calm expression.

He knew he was very safe.

Because even if someone in the sect noticed something was wrong, they would never suspect him, a chores disciple at the second level of Qi Refining.

This was when he stepped into the stone house and identified that one of the burning incense sticks was actually the ‘Forget Dust Incense’, and he immediately made the decision to kill the two people in his heart.

The two people naturally made a good calculation. After being poisoned by the ‘Forget Dust Incense’, they would not be worried about their lives, but they would forget the memories after being poisoned.

Yang Che took advantage of the situation and sneakily attacked and killed the two people, creating the illusion that the two of them died together.

Even if there is really a powerful person with the ability to reach the sky, he can find out about him, and he also has the ‘written document’ as a talisman.

Yang Che smiled...

A few days later, Yang Che recovered to the third level of Qi Refining by absorbing the essence of the silver iron ore in secret.

He looked back at the thatched cottage where he had lived for more than two months, and then his eyes showed a firm look, and he strode out of Pinglu Peak.

"Stop. Do you have the order to leave the mountain?"

Two steward disciples stopped Yang Che at the exit.

Yang Che was not surprised. The errand disciples had always been under supervision. Otherwise, many disciples would have run away long ago.

"Two senior brothers, I have reached the third level of Qi Refining. Please take me to the Sword Washing Pool." Yang Che looked calm.

At this time, the two steward disciples realized that Yang Che was indeed at the third level of Qi Refining.

According to the Qingjian Sect's rules, after the errand disciples of Quekengkuang reached the third level of Qi Refining, they could go to the Sword Washing Pool.

One of the steward disciples took out a talisman with an expressionless face. After mumbling a few words, the talisman turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

After a while, a loud bird cry came from the air, and then a snow-white 'spiritual crane' landed in front of the two.

"Follow me."

The steward disciple jumped onto the crane's back first.

Yang Che followed silently and got on the crane's back. Then the crane spread its wings and flew towards the Sword Casting Pavilion where the sword washing pool was located.

"What kind of surprise will this Chaos Art bring me?"

When Yang Che thought of this, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly.