Just when Su Yunfei was about to increase the price, twenty more sects paid the ransom.
At this moment, Su Yunfei didn't know how many amethyst stones he had collected, but judging from the ecstatic and distorted facial features of Ye Qingcheng and Rongrong, it should be quite a lot.
Even people like Nangong Wan'er and Dongfang Nan who couldn't express their emotions and anger couldn't help but be ecstatic.
Xiaoyaoning was so excited that she started to tremble a little.
"Su Yunfei, you are my eldest brother! I am really convinced!"
Originally, the head of the Nanhai Sword Sect had always been very prejudiced against the Shushan Sword Tomb. After seeing the bags of amethyst stones, he put aside his prejudice and began to take the initiative to talk to Murong Zhan, the leader of the Shushan Sword Tomb.
Seeing that there were only forty sects left that had not paid the ransom, Su Yunfei first arranged for disciples from Shushan Sword Tomb, Nanhai Sword Sect, Lingyue Palace and Crazy Sword Sect to surround the remaining more than 10,000 captured monks.
Then he looked at the forty sect bosses in the sky who had not paid the ransom with a smile on his face.
"Seniors, there are still five spots left. After that, the ransom will be increased by 30%. The sooner you pay, the sooner you will earn."
After Su Yunfei finished speaking, the forty sect bosses remained unmoved and looked at him coldly.
Su Yunfei's expression turned serious as he took a serious look at the forty sects and found that these sects were all hardcore affiliated sects of the Qingyun Sect.
"Seniors, don't you want to redeem your disciples?"
At this time, an elder from the Qingyun Sect looked down at Su Yunfei with a very dismissive expression. He said arrogantly:
"Su Yunfei, it's almost over. Release my disciples from Qingyun Sect and other sects quickly. I can pretend that this incident never happened, otherwise I will bear the consequences at my own risk!"
Su Yunfei narrowed his eyes slightly. He hated the Qingyun Sect the most. Now that the Qingyun Sect has more than a thousand captive disciples in his hands, the other party dares to threaten them forcefully.
He pointed at the big bosses of Qingyun Sect and those affiliated sects, and sneered:
"Haha! You're used to being aloof, right? You thought you could make me surrender with just one sentence. I decided that for the captured disciples of Qingyun Sect, Yukong Jing will pay a ransom of 10 million amethyst stones, and an additional 5 million will be added if you reach a higher level! For any sect that colludes with the Qingyun Sect, add two million amethyst stones for each realm on the original basis, and give you a quarter of an hour to consider! If you still don’t want to pay the ransom, kill all these more than 10,000 people! "
As soon as this statement came out, except for the Qingyun Sect, the other sect bosses suddenly panicked. Although they were affiliated with the Qingyun Sect, they were not sure whether the Qingyun Sect could settle the matter.
After all, the last time the Qingyun Sect mobilized its troops, even the ancestors of the Immortal Mirror were dispatched. They did not get any advantage from Su Yunfei, but were severely blackmailed.
At this moment, those sects were a little hesitant.
The big bosses of the Nanhai Sword Sect and the Crazy Blade Sect were all shocked. They did not expect Su Yunfei to be so tough, and they did not expect that the Shushan Sword Tomb could allow Su Yunfei to be so tough.
Especially the leader of the Nanhai Sword Sect, at this moment he understood the reason why his sect was not as good as the Shushan Sword Tomb.
We work together as one to advance and retreat together. No matter how powerful the enemy in front of us is, we are still not afraid of danger and dare to use our swords!
"This is indeed not as good as the Shushan Sword Tomb!" The leader of the Nanhai Sword Sect sighed in his heart.
Time passed little by little, and it was almost quarter of an hour. Everyone was nervously waiting for the results, including Su Yunfei and others.
Those sects that had already paid the ransom were like a bunch of people watching all this, and kept shouting in their hearts:
Fight quickly! It’s best to fight!
When the quarter hour was approaching, ten sects couldn't bear it anymore and immediately paid the ransom.
The big bosses of Qingyun Sect were suddenly furious, and the affiliated sect was actually frightened by a young boy.
"Do you know what you are doing? Aren't you afraid that I, the Queen of Qingyun Sect, will settle the score?!"
An elder from the Qingyun Sect shouted angrily.
The big bosses of the ten sects flashed their eyes and quickly led their disciples to retreat to the side.
Ding!
A quarter of an hour
Time is up.
Su Yunfei looked calmly at the sects who still refused to pay the ransom, and then shouted to the captured disciples:
"Today is your last day in this world. You could have lived a good life, accompanied your relatives and Taoist companions, and enjoyed all the beauties in this world. However, your master abandoned you. They even lost millions of amethysts. Even if I'm not willing to give you a stone to redeem you, is there any point in staying in such a sect? If you can still become a monk in your next life, remember! Don't join these sects, otherwise you will make the same mistakes again."
These words completely aroused the emotions of more than 10,000 captive monks. They were already resentful towards the sect for not paying the ransom, and now this resentment is about to turn into hatred.
"Master! Do you want to watch me die? I respect you so much, and you treat me like this?"
"Elder Liu! On the first day we entered the sect, you told us that no matter where we go, the sect will always be our home. Now we have been abandoned by this family, and our lives are linked to millions of amethyst stones. Not as good as anything? Ah~"
"This time, in order to obtain super-grade spiritual veins for the sect, more than a hundred brothers died. What we got in exchange is that the sect was abandoned like worn-out shoes. I am really heartbroken!"
"Sect Master! I was raised by you. You said you regarded me as your own son. Now your son is about to be ripped apart. Are you really indifferent?"
. . . .
The questions one after another made the sect bosses feel ashamed. If they could, they would not let their disciples be ripped off. However, Qingyun Sect kept putting pressure on them, and they had nothing to do.
Seeing that the elders of the master's sect were silent, the captured monks were completely desperate. They sat slumped on the ground one by one, their eyes dull, as if they had lost their souls.
An elder from Qingyun Sect pointed at Su Yunfei and said angrily:
"Boy, I say it again, release these captured monks immediately, or you will have to bear the consequences. I will never joke!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Zhan, the master of the Shushan Sword Tomb, directly targeted him with his breath and said sternly:
"If you dare to threaten my disciple again, I will kill you directly. I am not kidding!"
"You...! Huh!" The Qingyun Sect elder was afraid and could only snort coldly.
With his strength, he could at most last ten breaths in Murong Zhan's hands.
Su Yunfei was threatened again and again by this Qingyun Sect elder, and he was already furious, so he shouted:
"In view of the fact that the elders of Qingyun Sect are very disrespectful to me, I have decided that if any captured monk dares to beat up a disciple of Qingyun Sect, then the ransom of this disciple will be reduced by 30%, and you will only have ten breaths time to think about it.”
To Su Yunfei's surprise, as soon as he finished speaking, all the captured non-Qingyun Sect monks, except for more than two thousand injured and immobile people, rushed towards the Qingyun Sect disciples.
The fists and kicks were combined, and the fight was extremely hard.
Su Yunfei thought about it and realized that these people were not trying to reduce the ransom by 30%, but to vent their hatred. They felt that they had been abandoned by the sect, and the more they thought about it, the angrier they became.
The disciples of the Qingyun Sect were wailing everywhere, and even some female disciples of the Qingyun Sect were brutally beaten.
The elder of the Qingyun Sect pointed at Su Yunfei, his face was red and his neck was thick, and he wanted to say something harsh, but he didn't dare to say it because Murong Zhan's aura was always locked on them.
So he turned to look at the sects that had paid the ransom.
"You were blackmailed by this young boy, do you want to let it go? This is a shame! Now that we have destroyed them, I, the Qingyun Sect, will bear all the consequences!"
His words had some effect. The elders and disciples of the sect had been holding back their anger for a long time. Now that they heard Qingyun Sect's assurance, they were a little ready to take action.
Seeing this,
The bosses and disciples of Shushan Sword Tomb, Nanhai Sword Sect, Lingyue Palace, and Kuangdao Sect all pulled out their weapons and released their auras.
Soon, those sects that were about to make a move died down. The two swordsmen sects, Shushan Sword Tomb and Nanhai Sword Sect, were too powerful to fight without the half-step Immortal Mirror monk.
The sect leaders of both factions alone are enough for them to drink.
Damn it. Besides, Su Yunfei and the others had won the battle with 1,000 against 30,000 people. Now that the other party's total number of people had not rushed over, there were 5,000 people, and our side no longer had the advantage.
Thinking of this, they calmed down instantly and stepped back a distance to express their attitude.
The elders of Qingyun Sect were instantly furious and cursed directly.
"You are really a bunch of losers. They only have a few people and they have already intimidated you. Can you have some backbone? I'm ashamed to be in your company!"
As soon as these words came out, the elders of the sect were immediately ashamed and angry, and they replied:
"We are trash, what the hell are you? You dare not say harsh words to the leader Murong, so why do you come here to scold us?"
"Bah! Isn't your Qingyun Sect a bull? Looking at the entire human world, no one dares to touch your Qingyun Sect. Now that someone dares to touch you, you go and fight!"
"That's right! If I weren't afraid of your Qingyun Sect's revenge in the future, I would smash you to pieces right now. If you dare to call the old lady a loser, I really don't think I'm afraid of you!"
. . .
The elders of the Qingyun Sect were scolded so badly that they were scolded along with the other thirty bosses of the affiliated sects.
"You...you are so brave! I remember you!" An elder from the Qingyun Sect was so angry that he couldn't even speak clearly.
"The right way will help you more, but the wrong way will help you less! This is an eternal truth. In view of the fact that the sects that have paid the ransom have performed very well just now, I decided privately that each sect will return 10% of the ransom."
Su Yunfei's decision instantly aroused the favor of most sects.
Although Rongrong was extremely reluctant, she still obediently handed over the ransom money to those sects.
"Su Xiaoyou is so righteous!"
"Su Xiaoyou is indeed the best among men!"
. . .
The sect bosses who received the rebates were all happy and felt as if they had earned 100 million.
Su Yunfei successfully divided those sects and the Qingyun Sect.
He pointed at the elders of Qingyun Sect and sneered:
"Have you thought about it clearly? Do you want to pay the ransom or not?"
