Chapter 154 The Failed Deal: The Skilled Lan Ji
Gu Zhengshun shook his head.
"Brother Wang, I'm not lying to you. My master is only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage and has no right to possess a third-tier corpse refinement."
“My master’s place, Di Yinzi, has more than one third-level refined corpse, but they are all intact. Even if they are injured, they tend to be repaired rather than sold as junk.”
“I understand.”
Wang Yu was of course aware of the inside story. It was simply that the third-tier body was too precious. Even if it cost a lot of money to repair it, it would still be better than cultivating a new one.
“But you are a disciple of Heavenly Corpse Peak. Your mountain is all about playing with zombies. There must be quite a few people with third-level corpse refining skills. You don’t necessarily need to find your grandmaster.”
"I understand."
As he spoke, Gu Zhengshun's expression grew increasingly distressed. He downed half a jug of strong liquor before continuing.
"Don't be fooled by the fact that you disciples of Cold Blood Peak fight tooth and nail for the title of Nascent Soul Seed. The competition among the disciples of Heavenly Corpse Peak is even more intense. Have you ever heard of the [Corpse Fighting Tournament]?"
"The Corpse Fighting Tournament? I've heard of that name, but I don't know much about the details."
Wang Yu was quite interested in the legacy of the Five Yin Peaks. He also possessed a demonic technique called the "Ghost Transformation Curse," which he could use in conjunction with the Thousand Soul Banner.
It is absolutely one of the top magical artifacts in the Foundation Establishment stage. All living beings and souls can be used by it, making it a superior and wondrous technique for raising ghosts and feeding evil.
Heavenly Corpse Peak... I don't really know that much about it.
Gu Zhengshun smiled wryly.
"The battle between corpses is naturally about whose natal corpse is stronger. Heavenly Corpse Peak has a secret ritual called the [Corpse King Ritual]!"
"The so-called Corpse Fighting Tournament is to have the natal corpses of ten true disciples fight and devour each other to complete the Corpse King Ritual. The survivor will eventually obtain the power of the Zombie King and will most likely mutate."
"Aside from awakening the Corpse Dao Divine Power, one will also possess power and potential that surpasses others in the same realm, which will greatly benefit one's future breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage. This year's True Disciple Corpse Battle Tournament has already been completed."
"Oh~"
Wang Yu asked curiously.
"Who's winning?"
"What do you think? Anyway, I switched allegiance to the True Transmission, and I still lost badly. In order to reforge my natal corpse and recover from the damage to my foundation, we subordinates have had a terrible time these past few days."
"Old grievances from many years ago have been brought up again, and they've been ruthlessly exploiting our spirit stones, resulting in the deaths of many. Brother Wang... if you could help..."
bad.
Having said all that, Gu Zhengshun was no longer able to make a deal with him and was also in trouble. Knowing this, why did he still arrange to meet with him?
Help? Don't get involved!
Sensing something was wrong, Wang Yu didn't want to hear anything more and was about to take his leave.
Suddenly, the landscape screen beside them opened, and a graceful and generous old friend stepped out, bowing slightly as she smiled sweetly.
"Brother Wang, it's been a long time!"
The woman was Lan Ji, the manager of Bingxuelou after Zhao Shang, and the rumored concubine of Su Yulong. However, after Zhen Chuan was demoted and his establishment was abolished, she disappeared.
It was quite a surprise that I met Gu Zhengshun today.
"So, it's you who wants to see me."
"It is indeed I, your humble servant."
Lan Ji sat naturally on the octagonal stool to the side, without speaking to him. Instead, she took out a storage bag and handed it to Gu Zhengshun, saying coldly.
"There are 30,000 spirit stones inside. With your status, that's enough to get a high-grade Foundation Establishment Pill."
"If you successfully establish your foundation, you will repay 60,000 spirit stones. If you fail... your corpse, assets, and blood relatives will all belong to me."
"Yes, I understand. Please rest assured, Lady Lan Ji."
After saying that, Gu Zhengshun took the storage bag and left towards the door. He secretly gave Wang Yu a look, his lips moved but no sound came out, but judging from the shape of his mouth, he clearly said the words 'fighting corpses'.
So that's how it is. Wang Yu roughly understood Gu Zhengshun's meaning. This Lan Ji was truly adept at social maneuvering.
Once the room was quiet again, Lan Ji smiled and moved closer without making a sound. Her white breasts, glossy as if coated with oil, looked like they were about to pop out.
"Heh, Fellow Daoist Lan Ji, why are you going to such lengths to see me? What is it that you absolutely must do?"
Seeing that Wang Yu was truly unmoved, Lan Ji feigned anger.
"You man, how can you be so clueless about romance, even more so than before? Is your manhood even up to par?"
"Bang--"
Wang Yu slammed his hand on the table, shattering it to pieces. His eyes were filled with murderous intent. This matter concerned his dignity and could not be revealed.
An invisible chill began to spread, and Lan Ji couldn't help but shiver. Her eyes held a deep and strange look. She really didn't expect that her casual remark would offend a taboo.
He immediately regained his serious expression, and at the same time, an aura belonging to a Foundation Establishment cultivator appeared on his body.
Foundation building!
"Fellow Daoist, don't be angry. It was just a joke."
"Besides, although Bazhenzhai doesn't inquire about what guests do in their rooms, if you take action, you can't stop me from escaping into the streets, and then the law will be enforced..."
As she was speaking, Lan Ji suddenly choked, because the man in front of her suddenly took out a Xie Zhi crown and put it on his head, staring at her coldly.
"What are you enforcing? Fellow Daoist, please continue."
Lan Ji swallowed hard. If she wasn't mistaken, the Xie Zhi crown was an accessory for the law enforcement officer. The Law Enforcement Hall was located in the Ten Districts and wielded immense power. Its word could determine right and wrong, and no one was afraid of it.
Unable to find a way to control this person, he quickly and honestly explained the reason.
"The current Corpse King of Heavenly Corpse Peak asked me to come and see you."
With a wave of her hand, Lan Ji sent a withered, shriveled corpse arm floating in mid-air—it happened to be the left hand.
Seeing this, Wang Yu understood that all his information had been given to the winner of this Corpse Fighting Tournament by Gu Zhengshun, and his status was equivalent to that of a Nascent Soul Seed from Cold Blood Peak.
After a moment of silence, Wang Yu sat down again.
"Fellow Daoist Lan Ji, you have a skillful way of doing things. Even without Su Yulong, you can find someone even more capable to rely on."
"rely on?"
Lan Ji chuckled self-deprecatingly, but didn't explain further. Instead, she said, "Su Yulong is a good-for-nothing. As for me, I'm a ruthless person. What difference does it make who I give this body to? It's reasonable to ask for some compensation, isn't it?"
Reasonable.
Wang Yu didn't say those words aloud, quietly waiting for her to continue.
After the farcical ordeal, she finally calmed down and got down to business: "I'm here today because His Highness Jiang wants to meet with His Highness Yan Ling."
"What use is it to seek out Yan Ling's true disciple? Just present your visiting card in the open. I have no connection with the true disciple."
"Really? Then how did you get into the slave-catching team?"
Wang Yu frowned. The fact that the other party had said this much proved that their investigation was more thorough than he had imagined, and they might have even found out about Tantai Chan's connections.
But he certainly didn't know about Yu Tangtang's existence.
If she knew, she wouldn't have considered him one of Yan Ling's people. After all, the two had never met, never spoken a word to each other, and were truly not familiar with each other.
There's no need to continue denying it; it's better to go with the flow, use their influence to our advantage, and figure out their true intentions before making any further statements.
"If that's the case, why ask me for help? Yan Lingzhen has plenty of talented people under his command, and there are plenty of people who can pass on the message. What makes me special?"
"Secret, you are secretive enough."
Lan Ji spoke eloquently.
"Your relationship with Prince Yanling is very well hidden. Only someone as wise as Prince Jiang could discover it. He wants to meet with you privately to discuss matters related to the Nascent Soul stage."
"Just hand over this letter, and whether it works out or not, I can grant you one request."
Wang Yu almost laughed. What a wise man! It was truly ironic. It seemed that this Jiang Zhenchuan was an extremely confident, even arrogant, individual.
He has become so blind to his own wisdom that he is arrogant, which makes him easy to deal with.
But when it comes to trading, he wouldn't be Wang Yu if he didn't squeeze out some profit.
"No problem, the conditions are simple."
"I would like a bamboo material with dual Yin and Soul attributes of the third rank. What do you say? Your Highness Jiang is the current Corpse King, and you must be a Core Formation cultivator. You should be able to provide a spiritual material."
"you--"
Lan Ji almost jumped up. It was just a letter, how dare they ask for such an exorbitant amount? But the audacious words that were about to come out of her mouth were forcefully suppressed.
Remembering the instructions given before his departure, he unusually took out the communication jade talisman and contacted the person directly.
This phenomenon truly surprised Wang Yu.
A transaction? No haggling? When did demonic cultivators become so honest? This is too strange.
After a moment of thought, he suddenly realized the problem.
His secret contact with Yan Ling indicates that the other party does not want to be discovered by others, and Lan Ji's strange attitude suggests that the other party has given an order that must be carried out.
And it's the kind of thing where they're willing to pay any price.
So, what is it in the Demonic Sect that requires doing something at any cost? — Something that is a matter of life and death!
Lan Ji's attitude suddenly made Wang Yu think of these things.
Considering recent events, could it be that something went wrong after the Corpse Fighting Ceremony, requiring Yan Ling's help to save his life? And Yan Ling's only special quality is his Heavenly Water Spiritual Root.
Having deduced this result, Wang Yu shook his head inwardly.
No, no, no, besides life itself, the inheritance of the Nascent Soul is also a benefit worth risking one's life for.
On the Cold Blood Peak side, as Yan Ling challenged the other seven true disciples, his reputation grew, and he was almost regarded as the winner of this year's true disciples.
In some ways, she and the man surnamed Jiang are on the same level.
There is insufficient information, and there must be something going on that he is unaware of, so he cannot make a judgment so easily.
As for why he demanded the treasure but looked down on the withered third-tier corpse arm in front of him.
It's still a matter of trust.
Wang Yu only takes the pills he refines himself. How could he possibly put something specially prepared by someone else into his body? Impossible!
Especially since the other party knows him very well, while he knows almost nothing about Jiang Zhenchuan, this corpse arm is not worth much.
Previously, when dealing with Gu Zhengshun, the other party was unsure of his role after the transaction, so even if he wanted to use underhanded tactics, he had no choice.
The third-tier corpse arm was a trump card he wanted to prepare for himself.
If it becomes a potential risk, then it's pointless.
After a long wait.
It's unclear what Lan Ji said to her superiors, but when she spoke with Wang Yu again, she decisively agreed to the condition and took the corpse arm away.
"Within three days, the items will be delivered to the Enforcement Hall of the Evil God's Workshop. Fellow Daoist Wang can collect the payment first, and then do the actual work."
(End of this chapter)
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