Chapter 81: Making a Deal with Tang San

After spending most of the day, the Sleek party finally left the Star Dou Great Forest and arrived at a nearby town.

By then, night had fallen, and they decided to rest one night at an inn.

In the room, Yu Tianyun was about to frolic with the three girls when Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment, then looked at Yu Tianyun and said, "Brother Tianyun, don't rush; I have something serious to discuss with you."

Yu Tianyun raised an eyebrow, a hint of doubt in his eyes, and asked, "What is it, Rongrong?"

Ning Rongrong said, "Brother Tianyun, isn't Tang San in debt to you? I want to make a deal with him. You saw today that his weapons and abilities are such that even a Great Soul Master could slay a Thousand-Year Mandala Snake comparable to a strong Soul Ancestor. It was too crowded to discuss during the day, so now we'll find him; with you there, he certainly won't refuse!"

Yu Tianyun was initially a bit confused, but after listening he realized that Ning Rongrong had recognized Tang San's value, and he gently said, "Rongrong, you ask me to help; how could I refuse? Let's go, I'll accompany you to find him and talk."

When Ning Rongrong heard Yu Tianyun's words, she was delighted; with his support she felt more confident, and she immediately grabbed Yu Tianyun, pushed the door open, and left, leaving two little kittens forlornly guarding the empty room.

Outside Tang San's room, Yu Tianyun knocked lightly; the door opened quickly, and Tang San, seeing the two of them, showed a puzzled expression and asked, "What do you want?"

Ning Rongrong spoke straight away:

"Tang San, may we come in to talk?"

Tang San hesitated briefly, then nodded in agreement, stepped aside, and raised his hand in a gesture of invitation.

"Please come in. What would you like to discuss?"

Tang San was already on guard; being approached at this hour could only mean trouble, so he had to stay alert.

Entering the room, Ning Rongrong seemed to be possessed by a calm demeanor, lacking any witchy aura, appearing quite friendly with a smile, and said, "Tang San, we're here to make a deal with you."

Hearing Ning Rongrong's words, Tang San became even more alert and puzzled, but before he could ask, Ning Rongrong continued:

"When you killed the Mandrake Snake earlier today, we saw it all—your incomprehensibly original soul skill and your weapons. I'm very interested; if you're willing to sell, I'll give you a satisfactory price. Your methods are truly vital to a support-type Soul Master like me."

Sure enough, it wasn't good news! Tang San's heart grew cold; Ning Rongrong was coveting his Tang Men Absolute Art and secret weapons.

Tang San, born a member of the Tang Men and destined to be its ghost, would never, even in this other world, leak even a fragment of the Tang Men Absolute Art! Otherwise he would betray his sect.

Tang San didn't look at Ning Rongrong, but fixed his gaze on Yu Tianyun and said in a deep voice:

"So you came to see me for this very reason!"

Yu Tianyun nodded, grasped Ning Rongrong's jade hand, lightly twirling his fingers, and said, "Tang San, don't misunderstand; I'm not trying to repay a favor. I also know that Rongrong is a support-type Soul Master with no self‑protection ability; your methods are perfect for her. If you agree, the Qi Bao Liu Li Sect will grant you a massive fortune."

Tang San showed no hesitation, shook his head decisively, his gaze icy as if regarding money as dirt, and said coldly:

"Sorry, this is a sect absolute art; I could never sell it, no amount of money would change that! However, the weapon I used to slay the Mandrake Snake is a secret weapon called the Zhuge Divine Crossbow. Its power can kill a Mandrake Snake with a thousand‑year cultivation; I estimate it's comparable to a full‑force strike of a Soul Ancestor, requiring no soul power, just a pull of the trigger."

"After we return this time, I will forge a Zhuge Divine Crossbow and some other secret weapons, and give them to Ning Rongrong, as repayment for your favor."

Yu Tianyun was not disappointed, because he never expected Tang San to easily sell the absolute art recorded in the Xuan Tian Treasure Record.

However, Ning Rongrong clearly wasn't ready to give up and said impatiently, "Tang San, the huge fortune we speak of is no joke. My Qi Bao Liu Li Sect is wealthy enough to rival a nation; it's the most financially powerful force on the continent. Five million Jin Hun Coins, or even more, can be discussed if you set a price." Hearing Ning Rongrong mention five million Jin Hun Coins, Tang San's composure nearly faltered; his breathing quickened. Accustomed to poverty, he had never even seen a thousand Jin Hun Coins, let alone five million!

He even hesitated slightly in his heart, but at the thought of the Tang Men, he quickly shook his head inwardly and then said:

"You may leave; I, Tang San, will never betray my sect!"

Ning Rongrong, irritated, clenched her teeth, puffed up, and was about to leave; as she passed Tang San, she left a remark, "Tang San, I hope you won't regret today's decision!"

Yu Tianyun shook his head, let out a light sigh; although he coveted Tang San's absolute art, it wasn't absolutely necessary.

With his current talent, he could become a deity, not at all inferior to Tang San with Dual Birth Martial Soul, Bi Bi Dong, or Qian Renxue with Angelic Martial Soul!

After leaving Tang San's room, Ning Rongrong clenched her silver teeth, her gaze icy, making Yu Tianyun's heart shiver.

Reaching the end of the corridor, Ning Rongrong stopped and whispered:

"Brother Tianyun, no one is eavesdropping here, right?"

With Yu Tianyun's powerful spirit, he naturally sensed everything around him clearly, shook his head, and said:

"No need to worry; they've mostly rested."

Ning Rongrong bowed her head slightly, then said:

"This Tang San is truly detestable! He doesn't know any better! He has no sect! I already asked Xiao Wu; at the Nuo Ding Junior Soul Master Academy he's just a part‑time student, his father is a blacksmith, and his teacher is your second uncle. Even if he had a sect, it would be your Lan Dian Ba Wang Sect, yet he uses a sect to fool us in front of you."

"No, he couldn't have missed that you're from Lan Dian Ba Wang Sect. Could he really have another sect behind him? That shabby Lan Yin Cao Martial Soul on the street can cultivate to Soul Elder, its cultivation speed even surpasses mine—something's off, very off."

Yu Tianyun raised an eyebrow, looking at Ning Rongrong with some surprise; this girl was quite clever after all, finally grasping the key point.

Ning Rongrong looked at Yu Tianyun's strange gaze, as if mocking her for only now noticing the problem; her jade hand suddenly grasped the big villain, her pretty face flushed, she pretended to be fierce and said:

"Brother Tianyun, do you think I'm stupid?"

Yu Tianyun never expected that the Ning Rongrong who had just been acting like a refined lady would instantly revert to her little witch appearance.

She bowed, pleading in pain, "Rongrong, I didn't mean that, let go. I just think you have Uncle Ning's demeanor."

Seeing Yu Tianyun's plea, the little witch's grip loosened slightly but didn't release, and she continued:

"That Tang San is extremely detestable; he didn't even give a chance to bid, wasting your favor. Rest assured, I, Miss, will compensate you properly."

After speaking, Ning Rongrong seemed to vent her frustration; her jade hand tightened sharply, then she led Yu Tianyun back to the room.

Yu Tianyun muttered all the way, swearing that soon he would make this both clumsy and playful Ning Rongrong kneel before him and beg for mercy!

(End of Chapter)