Chapter 5094 — Stalling
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Xin Yi'an glanced at him and said coolly, "That is an internal affair of your Snow Sword Sect. So long as you prepare the spirit jade yourselves, this old man naturally will not stand in your way."
"Excellent. I will go prepare the spirit jade at once." Xue Jianming turned and left immediately. Having to shell out several pieces of spirit jade all at once just to deal with Leng Leng did pain him somewhat, but this was official business; once he returned he could apply to the sect for reimbursement, and with his connections he might even overstate the amount and claim a few extra pieces—two birds with one stone.
Watching Xue Jianming's retreating figure, Xin Yi'an shook his head with a hint of contempt. An arrogant brat with no one in his eyes—before his mishap he had at least carried himself with a semblance of decency, and one really would have taken him for a rare young talent. Who would have thought that now, with his dantian ruined, his true colors would show so instantly? With such petty, unseemly character, even if his dantian were repaired he would never amount to much.
Not long after Xue Jianming departed, another visitor suddenly arrived seeking an audience—none other than Fei Yangnian.
"What brings you here? Has the Grand Master-Uncle issued some instruction?" Xin Yi'an asked at once. In his eyes Fei Yangnian was no longer a disciple of the Snow Sword Sect but had become Wei Zhao's spokesman—after all, it was Fei Yangnian who had carried his message last time.
"Senior Uncle Xin misunderstands me—though this matter does indeed have to do with Senior Lin." Fei Yangnian paused, then asked, "Just now, was Xue Jianming about to send Leng Leng back to the Primordial Little Jianghu?"
"That is so. It is an internal affair of the Snow Sword Sect, and I had no grounds to stop it. Does this have something to do with the Grand Master-Uncle?" Xin Yi'an could not help asking in puzzlement.
"Senior Uncle Xin, you may not know this: Leng Leng is close to Senior Lin. If she is simply escorted back to the Snow Sword Sect, Senior Lin will surely fly into a rage when he learns of it. We must think of something," Fei Yangnian said anxiously.
"This..." Xin Yi'an was struck dumb on the spot, his expression indescribably odd. Wei Zhao might look young, but in his heart Xin Yi'an regarded him as an ancient being from the Primordial era—and now he had apparently taken up with a young girl like Leng Leng. Was this not the finest case of an old ox grazing on tender grass?
"What is it?" Fei Yangnian asked, puzzled by his expression.
"Oh, nothing." Xin Yi'an hurriedly banished the strange thought and said with a bitter smile, "The problem is that this is an internal affair of the Snow Sword Sect. Even though I am the leader in charge of this mortal-world trial, I cannot directly interfere in another sect's business—that is a great taboo."
"Uh..." Fei Yangnian was momentarily stumped, then said helplessly, "Then what do we do? Are we just to watch helplessly as Leng Leng is escorted back to the Snow Sword Sect?"
Xin Yi'an thought for a moment and said, "How about this: I cannot step forward to block it directly, but there is no problem in stalling for a little time. You go and inform the Grand Master-Uncle, and tell him to hurry over as quickly as possible."
"Good, I will go at once." Fei Yangnian nodded and set off immediately.
Half an hour later, all was ready on Xue Jianming's side. Bringing the spirit jade and Leng Leng, he arrived at the Primordial Passage teleportation array—only to be stopped by Xin Yi'an.
"What is the meaning of this?" Xue Jianming's face darkened.
"No meaning in particular. The Primordial Passage has transmitted five or six letters in succession these past two days and needs a proper round of maintenance. If you want to use it, wait until tomorrow," Xin Yi'an said in a flat tone.