Chapter 1860: Wu Mie Zhenren's Bashfulness

"Good good good long time no see." Wu Mie Zhenren's voice stuttered, but she still had to keep smiling, keep her smile, couldn't let the other know she was afraid of him, and even more couldn't let him see through her inner thoughts.

Those earlier words might all have been jokes; she wouldn't take them to heart, nor would the other party; it was just her overthinking, not real.

"How did you come out of seclusion?"

Her voice trembled saying that; she tried to stay calm but couldn't remain composed; compared to her disciple Bai Hang the Holy Maiden, she was even more unsettled and not calm enough—there was no help for it, since Chen Chuyang's last words had been too frightening, and they were still vivid in her mind.

"You seem not to want to see me?" Chen Chuyang said teasingly, deliberately saying that just to embarrass her.

Wu Mie Zhenren immediately replied: "No no no, you misheard, I didn't."

"Oh?" Chen Chuyang's smile grew richer, he asked: "Then do you want to see me, or not want to see me?"

"Me?" Wu Mie Zhenren opened her mouth to speak, but realized this question was a trap—if she said she didn't want to see him, he'd surely get angry, and if they didn't trade, wouldn't she have come for nothing?

If she said she wanted to see him, would he bring up the previous topic again, and how should she answer? How should she respond?

For a moment, Wu Mie Zhenren's mind was in a mess; she didn't know how to answer the question, nor how to refuse; any answer would be problematic, she'd be trapped by this person in front of her, and not answering wouldn't work either.

"Is this question hard to answer?" Chen Chuyang urged, his seemingly smiling eyes hiding a hint of slyness.

He did this on purpose just to tease Wu Mie Zhenren, to see if she'd been in a tizzy these days, if she'd been constantly thinking about his previous words; it seemed his earlier speech had left her mind in a tangle, making her uneasy.

"If you don't want to answer, you can choose not to; after all, I'm not insisting you answer this question." Chen Chuyang waved his hand and said: "You probably didn't come this time to see me, so in that case I'll head back first."

After saying that, he turned to leave, but Wu Mie Zhenren panicked and immediately said: "Don't go, I came this time to see you; I have something to discuss with you."

Chen Chuyang stopped his steps, turned around, and asked: "What matter?"

Wu Mie Zhenren looked around; there were quite a few people, some things weren't suitable to say; Chen Chuyang instantly understood and reached out, saying: "Since it's inconvenient to talk here, let's go over there to talk."

Wu Mie Zhenren looked at the room, thought it over, gritted her teeth, and followed.

Inside the room, Wu Mie Zhenren was very flustered and also afraid, worried that this man would pounce on her; then, should she refuse him? Push him away? Or do nothing? Or speak?

In an instant, she thought of many possibilities and many scenarios, and she herself didn't know what to do.

After a while, Chen Chuyang did nothing, but sat down and poured her tea.

"Why are you just sitting there? Sit down, drink tea—you came to see me about something, right?" Chen Chuyang's attitude left Wu Mie Zhenren dumbfounded; she had thought this man would be impatient and pounce on her directly.

In the end, he did nothing, but just looked at her with a smile, as if she had been overthinking.

Gazing at the cup of tea on the table, the unique fragrance of the spiritual tea left her dazed.

After a while, she finally sat down, picked up the teacup and took a sip, then said: "I came this time to trade medicinal pills with you; Tian Du Men here wants to conduct a deeper trade with you, hoping to obtain a batch of high-grade pills; I don't know how Fellow Daoist Chen Chuyang feels about that?"

"Oh?" Chen Chuyang raised his eyebrows, his fingers tapping the tabletop.

"Bo-bo-bo."

The tapping sound rang out; the vibration wasn't large, but it was very loud— the whole room had only the two of them, nobody spoke; aside from breathing, there was only the sound of tapping the table.

Wu Mie Zhenren's mood turned anxious along with it, her heart trembling with each finger tap.

After a moment, Wu Mie Zhenren said: "Tian Du Men's meaning is to trade solely with you; you need anything, Tian Du Men can provide it."

This time she came with sincerity, produced her sincerity, and handed it to Chen Chuyang.

As for Chen Chuyang's reputation, Wu Mie Zhenren still believed it; his reputation had always been very good, and he wouldn't do anything improper just because of some materials.

Chen Chuyang saw a batch of materials, his eyes flickered, and he thought to himself: "Tian Du Men being this generous this time is rare; I didn't expect they'd offer such high sincerity just to get pills— it seems they're also anxious."

"The Mangshan Demon Palace's strength is rising too fast; they also want to rapidly increase their cultivation; we can't just watch them grow stronger—if Tian Du Men isn't strong enough, we won't be able to suppress Cangzhou."

"The pressure from Lingzhou is also enormous; they can't keep attacking the Mangshan Demon Palace, they need the Mangshan Demon Palace to resist Lingzhou's forces; then the only possibility is to rapidly boost their own strength."

"As the strongest faction in Cangzhou, Tian Du Men must make a change; my pills are what they want most, and the fastest way to raise cultivation."

Wu Mie Zhenren came at this time precisely to obtain his pills, to prevent other forces from getting them.

She also worried that the Mangshan Demon Palace would get more pills; its strength is rising too fast now, they must be stopped.

"The sincerity is very high, I see it." Chen Chuyang accepted it without changing expression; this batch of resources is fine, naturally it shouldn't be wasted; after putting it all away, he smiled and asked: "How many pills do you want?"

Let her speak herself, rather than Chen Chuyang saying it; if he spoke, he'd definitely give more pills to Tian Du Men, and we can't suffer a loss.

After all, this is a trade with Tian Du Men, not with Bai Hang the Holy Maiden; there is still a difference.

Wu Mie Zhenren opened her mouth and said a number.

After Chen Chuyang and she haggled a few times, they finally settled on the amount; Chen Chuyang gave it to her on the spot, not wanting to delay her, nor to postpone settling it later.

Having obtained the pills, Wu Mie Zhenren was very pleased; she hadn't expected this to go so smoothly; with the batch of pills in hand, the stone in her heart dropped, and she no longer worried that Chen Chuyang would threaten her with this, nor need to worry about what he might want to do to her.

However, she still felt a bit disappointed inside; things went too smoothly, which was actually not good.

Moreover, she seemed to be expecting something to happen.

Chen Chuyang naturally noticed, and asked: "Wu Mie Zhenren, how do you feel about the topic we talked about before?"

Upon hearing that, Wu Mie Zhenren's expression froze, and she blinked at Chen Chuyang.

As expected, here it came—this man still hadn't forgotten her, still wanted to get her.

"Gurgle."