Chapter 745 - Chuxi’s Trump Card!

Anyone watching Jin Buhuan’s ingratiating manner would think he was merely a city merchant, and would definitely not associate him with Feng Yan Union, a secret organization with a mysterious background.

Duan Feiyu smirked, his ego having been stroked to the extreme. He looked over at Ling Chuxi and the rest, his expression smug and triumphant.

He had overheard that Ling Chuxi and the rest wanted to go to the previous site of the Golden Pill Sect and could see their disappointment. He was silently gloating. ‘Yesterday I gave you all a token and you bluntly rejected it without knowing what was good for you. Now you know the power of my Celestial Sect token, right? Hmph, the audacity!’

Ling Chuxi could tell that he was gloating and found it funny. This Duan Feiyu was behaving like those Su family disciples did in the past. Since they were legitimate descendants of a sect, they naturally had a lot of pride in them. Although people like them could be considered a bit immature, they weren’t bad. At most, they were just a little silly.

Duan Feiyu thought that he would be able to see regret on Ling Chuxi’s face and even hoped that she would beg for his help, but all she gave him was an amused smile as she shook her head. Duan Feiyu instantly felt irritated.

“If you all are in a rush to go to the Golden Pill Sect, I could help you out. Either way, this token was supposed to be given to you. You can apologize for your actions, and still have this,” Duan Yufei said to Ling Chuxi as he waved the token in his hand, looking at them with exaggerated pity.

When they heard this, the Su family, including Su Yizhi, was disappointed. The Golden Pill Sect of the past had also been one of the five great sects, and had been no less powerful than the Celestial Sect back then. If their sect had not been destroyed, who would dare to act arrogantly in front of them like this?

It was just too bad that the Golden Pill Sect had ceased to exist, and the Celestial Sect of this age had unofficially taken the lead among the sects. They were forced to remain silent, but there was rage in their eyes as they glared at Duan Feiyu.

“Hmph! It’s just a stupid token, it’s not even rare,” Su Xiu’er scoffed angrily.

“Indeed. At most, we will just have to wait a couple of months more. It’s not a big deal,” Su Yanhua said in disdain, seeing a glimpse of his past self in Duan Feiyu.

Although the Su family disciples seemed to have become much more humble, pride for their sect still ran deep in their bones. Ling Chuxi felt satisfied seeing it. As a disciple of a sect, being humble was a virtue, but being overly humble was a weakness. If one did not have the self-esteem and bearing of a sect disciple, what was the point of rebuilding the sect?

“Many thanks, but we don’t need it,” Ling Chuxi said to Duan Feiyu indifferently.

“Hmph, you still don’t know what’s good for you!” Duan Yufei snapped, irritated that Ling Chuxi was still not respecting him.

Ling Chuxi ignored him and took out Ling Wushang’s token, turning to Jin Buhuan with a smile. “Shopkeeper Jin, sorry to bother you, but is this token of mine usable?”

“The Flowing Clouds Sect!” Duan Feiyu could tell the origin of the token with a glance and his jaw dropped.

Everyone else was surprised too. They were not willing to accept Duan Feiyu’s token because of their pride, and were prepared to wait a couple of months more. However, they hadn’t expected that Ling Chuxi would actually have a sect token, and one glimpse was enough to tell that it was of a much higher tier than Duan Feiyu’s!