Chapter 97: Competing to offer treasure
"This East China Sea event has officially begun!"
The emcee spoke up, and the whole place was excited.
Since everyone is here, they must give Mr. Kame face, so naturally they must look like they are cheering when they come to support him. However, Lei Yuzi sitting in the back was obviously too lazy to agree, and Lin Shan and Lin Fan next to him were not interested either.
At this time, gongs and drums were beating loudly, banners were fluttering, and countless water pillars shot up into the sky around Diaochel Island, blooming into colorful water splashes. It turned out that the monks from Diaochel Island were using formations to artificially create water waves and fireworks to celebrate.
While enjoying themselves, the first highlight of this event began.
"The Treasure Presentation Conference officially opens!"
One by one, the girls were carrying trays covered with red silk scarves, and the clerical accounting room next to them began to count the gifts one by one.
The monks in the seats on both sides also attended the birthday celebrations one by one from front to back. The disciples who read out the gifts began to show the strength of their elders.
"Kui Zhenren, the owner of Liaoyuan Island in the East China Sea, presents a pair of thousand-year-old fire corals and wishes Guizhen Kui a prosperous sun and moon!"
"The great elder of Donghai Huiji Sect, Yan Zhenren, presents a golden elixir stage monster inner elixir, and wishes the turtles a long and prosperous life!"
"Nanhai Linyuzhai Dharma Protector Xiaoxian, I send you a pair of Nanhai Mermaid's Tears, and I wish Guizhenren a happy family forever!"
"The old man from Suichang, Jinchuanfang City, Jiangdong, presented me with a Qianqingyungang ball and wished Mr. Gui a long life and happiness!"
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The first ones to make prototypes were basically Golden Core monks, and the birthday treasures were naturally in line with their respective identities. The disciples from various sects who stepped forward to shout out their words also held their heads high, with a vague intention of competing.
The Kame Master on the stage nodded frequently, showing his elderly demeanor, and greeted the audience one by one. He also thanked all the Jindan-level masters around him and claimed that he had spent money.
Naturally, everyone waved their hands, saying that this was the right thing to do.
At this time, He Shou changed a group of people in the audience according to the seats.
"The Liu family, a family of cultivators in the East China Sea, presents a Lingyuan water mongoose bead to wish our ancestor Gengxing eternal glory~"
"The owner of Yuyanhai City in the East China Sea, presents ten high-level magical artifacts to wish our ancestors good health and good luck~"
"The master of the Little Shark Sect in the East China Sea offers ten dragon-backed demon fish to wish our ancestor Chun Ting a long life~"
"The sapphire lay monks in the East China Sea presented an altar of blue and orange spiritual insects and wished the ancestors to join the Fragrant Mountain~"
"The bandit leader of the East China Sea, Xiong Shanren, presented ten whips of water, sunflower and tiger to wish the ancestors flying colorful flags"
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Next was the birthday celebrations for various small and large forces. Most of the people who came were the leaders of the sect masters and family heads. They were also very respectful in their words, hoping to be appreciated by the turtle master.
Even the leader of the water bandits came. Apparently he knew that there would be no blood or weapons at the birthday party, so he licked his face to flatter him.
Mr. Kame, who was drinking tea on the high platform, saw that everyone in the audience was extremely respectful. Although the gifts they gave were all kinds of strange, they were all thoughtful, with a smile on their faces, and they all spoke words of encouragement.
But when I heard that someone was giving him a tiger whip and blessing the old man with colorful flags flying, his face sank slightly, as if he thought of something painful.
But he didn't get angry, he just dealt with it neither salty nor cool. After this batch is over, there will be the next batch. This East China Sea event has invited almost one-fifth of the East China Sea cultivators. There are more than ten real people in the Jindan stage, and hundreds of monks in the Foundation Establishment stage.
The scale is unprecedented and the momentum is huge.
Seeing the rare treasures being presented one after another, Lin Shan, who was sitting in the back, felt even more envious.
This real turtle lives on Diaolie Island and doesn't have to do anything. Naturally, countless monks from the East China Sea come from all directions and spend all their wealth just to make him smile.
This is a birthday party, so much treasure needs to be collected! Kame Master holds a grand event every twenty years. How rich is he?
Lin Shan couldn't help but start to imagine that in the future, if he had such a reputation and strength, and could give an order to the whole world to collect ancient rhymes for him, wouldn't it be great?
He turned around and found that his good brother Lin Fan also had a money-obsessed look on his face, and he was obviously also thinking about Master Gui's worth. But Lin Fan's senior sister Lei Yuzi's face looked slightly ugly, as if she had something on her mind.
Lin Fan also saw something was wrong with Lei Yuzi at this time, and asked thoughtfully: "What's wrong, senior sister? Are you feeling a little unwell?"
Lei Yuzi looked sad, watching the guests in the front row getting up one by one to give gifts. Seeing that it was about to be his turn, he couldn't help but stamp his feet anxiously.
"This is also my first time coming to the East China Sea to participate in such a conference. Who knew there was such a rule as offering treasures? The treasures that I don't have in my hands at the moment have lost the face of the Zixiao Sect, so what should I do!"
If you really want to say that there is no treasure in hand, then it is not that there is nothing.
The two blue-purple magic swords behind Lei Yuzi's back were obviously not ordinary, but it was impossible for a practitioner to give away the weapons he had in hand. It's just that I didn't prepare in advance, so I didn't have a suitable gift.
Lei Yuzi felt that losing face was a trivial matter. If he couldn't get rid of the gift and lost the face of a big sect like Zixiao Sect, he would definitely be reprimanded by the elders of the sect when he returned, and he would naturally look embarrassed.
Lin Shan listened silently next to him. He himself was also poor. The most precious thing was the 128 points of ancient rhyme on his body. This was his capital for further progress in the future.
There was no way he could get it.
What's more, he was just a casual cultivator who followed Lei Yuzi and Lin Fan to make a living. If you don’t have a treasure to offer, then you won’t have it. It doesn’t matter whether you lose face or not. No one cares about a little shrimp in the Qi training period
Lin Fan stood up at the right time and patted Lei Yuzi on the shoulder with a confident look on his face.
Apart from anything else, Lin Fan had a lot of unused treasures in his storage bag!
"Senior sister, don't worry, I've left this matter to me, and I guarantee that you will be satisfied. Our fellow teachers far away in the sect will definitely be doubly pleased when they hear this!"
Lei Yuzi looked at Lin Fan with disbelief, fearing that this kid would make some mischief and make some joke at the East China Sea event.
Although it was said that Master Gui did not dare to do anything to her siblings because of the Zixiao Sect's reputation, it was also the Zixiao Sect that was embarrassed.
Lin Shan knew a little about Lin Fan, and knew that this boy had endless treasures and was extremely rich.
Not to mention being comparable to Master Guizhen, a well-known master in the East China Sea cultivation world who just missed entering the Nascent Soul stage, at least he was much richer than the average Jindan stage monk.
Seeing the rows of monks in front of them sitting back after offering treasures, Lin Fan also jumped out and walked directly in front of the wide corridor in the middle.
"Lei Yuzi and Lin Fan, the true disciples of the Zixiao Sect, present a purple silver stone bracelet to wish Master Gui a happy and prosperous life!"
Everyone on the field looked at each other sideways when they heard the name "Zixiao Sect".
One of the three top sects in the interior of the Song Dynasty, as one of its true disciples, he must be an extremely talented person. He is very likely to grow into a righteous giant in a hundred years, so he needs to make good friends.
Many female cultivators in the field saw Lin Fan appearing, and their eyes shone with a different kind of light.
(End of chapter)