"Sacred Cave Sages, since you've lost, you ought to honor your word, no?" the Red Robed Holy Land's Master said.
"Don't worry. The Sacred Cave Sages have always kept our promises."
As the leader of the Sacred Cave Sages spoke, he produced the Yin-Yang Soul-Locking Rope.
However, he didn't hand it directly to the Red Robed Holy Land's Master. Instead, he first cast a resentful glance toward
"Damn it. I really didn't expect that I'd end up losing to you again, you little brat."
The leader of the Sacred Cave Sages spoke to Chu Feng in a thoroughly disgruntled tone.
But after saying that, he flicked his great sleeve and tossed the Yin-Yang Soul-Locking Rope toward the Red Robed Holy Land's Master.
"Want to go another round?" Chu Feng asked the Sacred Cave Sages with a grin.
"Go another round, my ass. You little brat — I'll remember you," the Sacred Cave Sages' leader said irritably.
"Now that the contest is settled, you may leave," the elders of the Red Robed Holy Land said one after another.
Truthfully, this was also the first time they had laid eyes on the Sacred Cave Sages. Before today, they had only heard rumors about them and never actually met them — with the sole exception of the Red Robed Holy Land's Master, who had prior dealings with the group.
Today, the Sacred Cave Sages had left a deep impression on them.
And precisely because that impression was so vivid, they wished nothing more than for the Sacred Cave Sages to scram immediately.
In truth, simply letting them leave was already an exceedingly generous courtesy. Had it not been for considerations of etiquette and propriety, they would have loved to teach the Sacred Cave Sages a thorough lesson before throwing them out.
After all, the Sacred Cave Sages were just that shameless.
Thankfully, Chu Feng had been present today — otherwise, they feared they would have suffered devastating losses.
"Relax. A haunted dump like this — even if you begged us to stay, we wouldn't. Good riddance," the Sacred Cave Sages' leader said, and with that, he turned to leave.
"Wait."
Unexpectedly, at that very moment, the Red Robed Holy Land's Master spoke up.
"What for?"
"Don't tell me you intend to detain us and hand us over to
"And if you insist on believing that kid and slandering us, let me make this equally clear."
"The Sacred Cave Sages are not so easily pushed around." The Sacred Cave Sages' leader spoke with a hard edge in his voice.
"You've misunderstood. I meant nothing of the sort."
"As the saying goes, visitors are guests. Since you've come, the Red Robed Holy Land naturally ought to play the role of gracious host."
"Then how about you honorable gentlemen stay at our Red Robed Holy Land for a few days? As it happens, we have several treasures related to the art of Spirit Formation that we'd love to have your expert eyes examine and help us unlock." The Red Robed Holy Land's Master smiled as she spoke.
Chu Feng noticed that the Sacred Cave Sages had no intention of accepting and were not planning to linger.
However, the moment the word "treasures" reached their ears, the look in their eyes changed instantly.
One by one, they turned their gazes toward the leader of the Sacred Cave Sages, as though awaiting his verdict.
"Fine. Granted, your elders here are terribly rude, but they're only elders after all. We won't lower ourselves to their level."