Unsheathed

Right now, it was as if the two people in Lady Bishu's residence in Peeling Mountain had walked into a game of Go where victory and defeat were extremely difficult to determine.

There were three options, and the first was for Chen Ping'an and the scholar to fight to the death. Only one person would emerge victorious, and the loser would most likely suffer death.

The second option was for one party to relent. For example, Chen Ping'an could choose to shoulder the consequences of Lady Bishu's death, or the scholar could play nice and not use Chen Ping'an as a scapegoat.

The third option was for both of them to take a step back, leaving this game of Go on Peeling Mountain. In other words, one would uphold the morality and justice of the cultivation world, while the other would make money in harmony. Afterward, they would both turn their blades toward the five remaining demons of the Six Sages.

"You're not a demon? You're a yin spirit of Malicious Ghost Valley who engulfs other yin spirits?" Chen Ping'an asked.

The scholar patted his sleeves and huffed, "I'm a living person, a living and breathing person! My pure yang righteous energy is as real as can be, and I was simply using an unorthodox technique to scare you when I subdued the demon just then. After all, how can one travel through the cultivation world without some techniques to conceal one's identity?"

"Then should we form an alliance? Should we go and target that Dust Warding Primordial Lord?" Chen Ping'an asked.

There was a strange look in the feeble scholar's eyes.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the skeleton of Lady Bishu on the ground and came to a sense of realization. It was his fault for not understanding the situation and exposing some clues.

Since Lady Bishu was already dead, how could her residence in Peeling Mountain not have any accumulated wealth? As such, did it make sense for them to leave empty-handed after entering this mountain of treasure? It was clear that Chen Ping'an wasn't a cultivator accustomed to looting other people.

Chen Ping'an changed the topic and asked with a smile, "With how you've been plotting and scheming, it's clear that you're familiar with the secret treasure storage of this Moon Hall. How about we split the spoils fifty-fifty?"

The scholar shook his head and replied, "We should split the spoils thirty-seventy at Peeling Mountain, with you taking thirty and me taking seventy. You simply squatted on the wall and watched on, so giving you thirty percent of the spoils is already very generous. Regarding the other demons, we'll determine how to split the spoils depending on our abilities and taking into account our contributions."