Chapter 130: The Toad King Arrives in Person with Obsequiousness; The Wanling Workshop

Wanling Workshop.

Above the immortal mountain, a palace stands.

The windows are latticed, with slanted bamboo casting secluded shadows.

Beside the door is a pond; lotus blossoms have just fallen, their lingering fragrance heavy, and upon them, dew drops are stained with a piece of clarity.

When Fang Longye stepped into the palace with the Macaque King, he saw the Toad King—father of Jin Feng, who had come in person to offer congratulations earlier—piling his face with smiles, obsequiously flattering Jiao Mowang and Peng Mowang.

Jiao Mowang was still fine; perhaps he had long been bored to death inside, but it did not show on his face in the slightest. Peng Mowang, however, did not have much cunning, and his impatient expression was already leaping off his face.

The two of them responded to the Toad King's various flatteries and conversational overtures with half-hearted replies.

If it weren't for the fact that one does not strike a smiling face, Fang Longye felt that the impatient-looking Peng Mowang was ready at any moment to slap the Toad King's smiling face hard a couple of times.

Even though he had known of this Golden Immortal's conduct through the Grotto-Heaven permissions beforehand, Fang Longye still secretly complained: "Big brother, is it necessary? You are, after all, a Golden Immortal with endless lifespan!"

Is it necessary to lick boots to this extent?

Look at the expression on his face; it could even compare to that photo of a certain Abe from his past life, full of sycophancy.

This is the "why don't they eat minced meat" mentality~ Fang Longye had always prided himself on being insignificant, self-deprecatingly calling himself a "humble scholar," unable to compare to second-generation heirs with deep foundations like Jiao Mowang and Peng Mowang.

Yet, relying on his Golden Finger and that stroke of serendipity, he could easily sit on equal footing with second-generation heirs like Jiao Mowang and chat and laugh freely.

In fact, most of the time, he was in the active position that these second-generation heirs flocked to and vied to befriend.

How could he understand the blood and tears that an ordinary cultivator like the Toad King had held in his eyes throughout his journey? As an old hand, the Toad King knew his status in the eyes of Jiao Mowang and the other better than Fang Longye did.

It was truly, not even as good as a dog.

Upon hearing the news that Fang Longye had become the Demon Workshop Master, he could directly set aside his dignity and come in person to show support.

This caused Jin Feng's intention to profit from it to fall through completely.

Not to mention, encountering Jiao Mowang and Peng Mowang, these two "young masters" who belonged directly to the Demon Master Mansion, he naturally treated them with every possible obsequiousness.

Having lived for so many years, did he not know he was pressing his hot face against a cold butt?

Of course he knew!

The key was that in front of these two noble figures, Jiao Mowang and Peng Mowang, the opportunity to use one's face to press against their cold butts was precious.

Out there, the ordinary Golden Immortals who wanted to be running dogs under such noble figures could line up from the North Sea to the South Sea.

Many people couldn't even get into that line.

This kind of encounter to be a dog for noble figures, once he had grasped it, he was too busy laughing secretly to care!

How could he care about face?

However, Fang Longye, who considered himself of humble origin but was actually blessed without knowing it, could not fathom the Toad King's thoughts.

Master Fang was so "tough"!

He was someone who pursued "earning money while sitting down," and would only think the Toad King was base~

"Ah~ I was so busy chatting with the two Highnesses that I neglected the Workshop Master; it is truly inexcusable."

Seeing Fang Longye's figure, the Toad King immediately turned his body and said to him with an apologetic face.

He could not help but be so respectful; he was a Golden Immortal, and he could naturally feel the threat brought by the Two Instruments Weichen Array.

The oppression brought by the feeling that one's life and death were not in one's own hands, which ordinary True Immortals could not perceive, had been lingering in his heart.

However, like Mingxi, he only vaguely sensed that there was such a means capable of easily crushing him to death.

If he were really asked to explain the ins and outs, he naturally could not say.

This inability to see through it, which out of thin air increased Fang Longye's mystery and taboo in his heart, naturally led to his attitude.

"Brother Fang, who is this?"

Jiao Mowang, who had long been tortured by the Toad King's sycophantic flattery, saw his eyes light up and immediately looked at the Macaque King who had entered with Fang Longye.

His pupils glowed with a faint light, carrying the implication of piercing through everything, sizing up the newcomer inside and out.

Sensing Jiao Mowang's action, the Macaque King immediately turned his gaze over.

Starlight swirled in his pupils, forming strange seal scripts, as if shadows were imprinted upon them, returning the same probing gaze to the other.

When the two gazes met, sparks of fire faintly burst forth.

"Eh?"

Both sides let out sounds of surprise simultaneously. Each other's foundations were blurry and unclear in the other's eyes.

The probing methods they prided themselves on, when pitted against each other, had negligible effects.

Interesting~

Jiao Mowang and the Macaque King could not help but think to themselves.

"Brother Yuan, let me introduce you; this is the famous Jiao Mowang. And this one is..."

"Greetings, fellow Daoist. This young master is Huntian. I took a title for myself following the naming convention of Brother Jiao—Peng Mowang. You can just call me Brother Huntian."

The Macaque King smiled gently and said unhurriedly: "Greetings to both fellow Daoists. I am the Macaque King. I have long heard of Jiao Mowang's great name. Seeing you today, it is truly well-deserved."

"You are too polite, fellow Daoist. The Macaque King's name is the one that is far-famed in Beiju Luzhou."

A strange color flashed in Jiao Mowang's eyes, and then he laughed freely and responded.

The two of them, one with a gloomy temperament and the other with a gentle one, were clearly in diametrically opposite states, yet they were unexpectedly pleasing to each other's eyes.

Fang Longye looked at the unusually well-behaved Peng Mowang and secretly praised: "As expected of the gentle-as-jade, humble gentleman, the Macaque King." If this were in the past, the moment the Macaque King ignored Peng Mowang in his words and actions, this "little friend" would have already started making a scene.

Unlike now, although his expression was a bit eager, there was not a hint of annoyance.

The eagerness was merely because he couldn't join the conversation for a moment.

"Or perhaps, this is a kind of destined fate?"

Thinking of the future, these three were sworn brothers who would pledge their alliance with blood; without a certain mutual affinity, they could not have come together.

Having such a harmonious scene of unexpected rapport the moment they met, it was quite understandable.

Seeing that the three of them had become completely immersed in conversation in just a moment, Fang Longye revealed a smile on his face.

He did not disturb the three who were chatting happily, but instead paced toward the momentarily silent Jiao Mowang.

He truly had no other intentions in introducing Yurong Wang to Jiao Mowang and Peng Mowang.

Aside from wanting to see what kind of wonderful effect it would bring for future sworn brothers to meet in advance, he was merely thinking of integrating his own network of relationships.

The most ideal state for a person to make friends is for your friend to also be a friend of your other friend.

From the perspective of friendship, this is the most comfortable; from the perspective of interests, this makes it easier to form a solid small group.

Fang Longye naturally would not think that a rotten person like himself was worthy of talking about any deep brotherly friendship. He was considering it purely from the perspective of interests.

In short, letting these three future sworn brothers interact more would do no harm.

"Many thanks to Jiao Mowang for coming in person to show your support!" While pondering and pacing, Fang Longye arrived before Jiao Mowang, smiling and thanking him sincerely.

Jiao Mowang waved his hands repeatedly and said, "A mere trifle, why trouble the Workshop Master to keep it in mind?"

Fang Longye shook his head and said, "Jiao Mowang is being too modest~"

Not to mention the preciousness of the items Jiao Mowang had prepared to consign for auction at the later Dharma Assembly in order to show his support.

The mere act of him coming in person had already saved Fang Longye quite a bit of trouble.

Among these great Demon Kings attending the meeting, not all of them had come with good intentions; there were no lack of existences inside who wanted to take the opportunity to weigh his worth.

This was very normal; the character of the Demon Kings in Beiju Luzhou was known to everyone.

Arrogant, combative, bullying the weak, and starting a fight at the slightest disagreement. Each one was used to acting like a tyrant on their own territory, accustomed to being self-centered, and looked at everyone else with displeasure.

No matter how great Fang Longye's reputation was or how fierce his might was, there would still be some stubborn fellows who insisted on popping up to cause him trouble.

In normal times, he would naturally wish for as many such Demon Kings as possible, so he could slaughter them without any scruples.

The key was that this was at the opening of the Yaofang. Doing business and being a strongman were not the same concept.

It was not to say that one should blindly pursue harmony to make money; doing business naturally required some fierce might as well.

But his fierce might was already sufficient; what he lacked now was a kind side.

In the initial stage of opening the Yaofang, being able to avoid bloodshed was the superior path.

After all, in his opening of the Yaofang, the bulk of the money-making still came from the numerous low-level demon immortals.

If he scared away these low-level cultivators who didn't know the truth, how could he do business? Fortunately, the respectful words and actions of this Jiao Mowang after they met served as a direct wake-up call to the crowd of great Demon Kings who were True Immortals.

This was far better than direct slaughter.

Being able to make Jiao Mowang bow down, regardless of the reason, directly left some ill-intentioned visitors who wanted to find fault with no temper left.

After all, in front of Fang Longye and his group, the fawning Jiao Mowang had never been a kind person in the outside world.

As a Golden Immortal-level Demon King, being able to contend with numerous enemies for so many years without falling was not due to any skill in flattery.

Such a fierce Golden Immortal Demon King was exceptionally respectful to Fang Longye, which could not help but make these ill-intentioned Demon Kings weigh their own weight.

This act of using himself as a ladder to hand over to Fang Longye naturally made Fang Longye keep it in mind.

"In short, consider that Fang owes the Demon King a favor!" Fang Longye said in a deep voice.

Jiao Mowang was secretly delighted; this was what he wanted. For him, a favor from Fang Longye was already enough for his sacrifice.

Fang Longye saw the joy overflowing from his eyes and did not take it to heart.

It was just a favor. Besides, favors are also different from one another.

With Jiao Mowang's favor, it was just like that. Pulling him along at a critical moment would be enough to live up to this favor of his.

Fang Longye naturally did not care at all.

One month later.

Fang Longye, referencing the Yuyang Dharma Assembly, organized the first Wanling Treasure Appraisal Dharma Assembly, which was officially convened.

With his own accumulation and the support of a crowd of guests and friends, it was naturally perfect to the extreme.

With second-generation figures like Jiao Mowang and Yurong Wang providing the foundation, just the Superior Spiritual Treasures alone were auctioned off in the amount of five pieces.

If it weren't for Fang Longye stopping him, Peng Mowang would have been eager to throw out five Superior Spiritual Treasures by himself for auction to show his support for Fang Longye.

It could be said that through this Dharma Assembly, the reputation of the Wanling Market was established, and its foundation was stabilized.

Just waiting for time to ferment, with its reputation spreading far and wide, it would never end in a dismal business failure.

(End of this chapter)