Chapter 100: Gone, All Given to the Field Master
Chapter 100: Gone, All Given to the Field Master
“So, the tavernkeeper still wants him to work? Doesn’t kick him out earlier?” Jiang Taixuan was puzzled. This was harming his own business.
Chen Zhonghe did not reply immediately this time, perhaps busy with something else. He replied to the post a quarter of an hour later: “Where else can you watch an Innate Realm battle? It’s become a big feature of the Clear Moon Tavern. That guy He San probably wishes they’d come every day.”
Jiang Taixuan could imagine He San, the tavernkeeper of Clear Moon Tavern, wearing a sleazy grin. On one hand, he tricked Xu Changkong, scaring him into thinking he owed a lot of money and forcing him to work harder. On the other hand, he happily counted his money.
Breaking a few tables and chairs—how much could that be worth? Scaring away customers? Well, they couldn’t be scared away now; they all stayed to watch the show. It could be said that Clear Moon Tavern was making a huge profit, and He San saw a money-making scheme.
Sell tickets, hire Martial Artists to compete, and open betting!
This way, even if the prices for food and drink doubled, people would still come.
“I never thought that simple young man would fall to such a state.”
Jiang Taixuan sighed, feeling not a shred of guilt for having bankrupted him. He calmly closed the Celestial Network and went to greet new customers.
He now understood why his own business had become so popular. It was entirely because those arrogant visiting Martial Artists had been thrashed and wanted to go back to reclaim their pride.
Wang Mingming had already returned. Though he had the confidence to play all night, he didn’t have the luck of Tang Yuelu or Xiao Tian. He spent ten thousand Yuan Coins playing all night, his hand sore from throwing, and still didn’t win a prize.
Soon, Martial Artists arrived. Those who hadn’t bought the Divine-level Cultivation Method yesterday all came to buy it. From Innate Realm to Foundation Building, they also purchased two strands of Innate Spiritual Energy.
Clear Moon City, City Lord’s Manor.
In the back garden, Wang Yuan, Young Master Yun, and a middle-aged man sat at a stone table, drinking tea and chatting.
“Dad, I’m back,” came Wang Mingming’s voice.
“Unfilial son! You dare come back? Kneel down for me!” Wang Yuan, who had been all smiles, instantly darkened his expression and shouted sharply.
Wang Mingming was stunned. He didn’t want to kneel, but remembering he had almost gambled all his money away, he quickly knelt obediently.
“You unfilial son! Not staying home properly, always running around outside. What do you think you’re doing?” Wang Yuan berated him.
“Making money,” Wang Mingming rolled his eyes and said with a pout.
Wang Yuan was speechless for a moment. Making money? Okay, that was a very valid reason.
“Making money? I heard you robbed two Innate Realm Martial Artists?” Wang Yuan said with an ugly expression.
“They insulted me, said they would kill our whole family, and even wanted to take me as a slave. I got angry and injured them,” Wang Mingming’s eyes shifted, and he suddenly wailed loudly: “Dad, you don’t know how badly they bullied me.”
Young Master Yun: “…”
Wang Yuan’s face also turned ugly. He questioned sharply: “Is that true? If you’re lying even a little, I’ll break your legs.”
“Absolutely true, Dad. You know my temperament. I fool around sometimes, but getting into fights is very rare for me,” Wang Mingming wiped his tears. “They wanted to kill our whole family, so I had to act. I couldn’t be unfilial, could I?”
A flicker of approval appeared in Wang Yuan’s eyes, though his expression remained stern. He turned to Young Master Yun: “Young Master Yun, Elder Li Yun, if you want to trouble Wang Yuan, I accept it. But those two wanted to kill my whole family. Though my strength is shallow, I won’t just let myself be slaughtered.”
Young Master Yun’s face darkened. Beside him, Li Yun’s expression was icy: “Young City Lord, let me ask you, did they really say that?”
“Yes. If you don’t believe me, you can ask around in the city. Have them come and confront me. If I, Wang Mingming, am lying even a bit, may lightning strike me dead,” Wang Mingming immediately swore an oath.
“City Lord Wang, we were in the wrong here, causing you trouble. Later, I will discipline Liu Qing and Yu Hong,” Li Yun said with a dark expression.
“Thank you, Elder Li Yun, for your magnanimity. Unfilial son! Apologize to Elder Li Yun and return their belongings,” Wang Yuan said angrily.
Wang Mingming pouted: “Gone, all given to the Field Master.”
Wang Yuan: “…”
Li Yun looked deeply at Wang Mingming, a smile appearing on his face: “City Lord, you jest. Those are just small trinkets. Consider them a greeting gift from our Qingshan Sect to the Young City Lord.”
Wang Yuan glanced at Li Yun. Though the other was smiling, Wang Yuan felt a chill, an invisible killing intent.
If he weren’t the City Lord and still useful to them, they might have attacked him directly.
“Thank you, Elder, for the reward. I’ll have someone fetch some fish monsters from Qingyue Lake for lunch,” Wang Yuan clasped his fists and bowed, then prepared to leave with Wang Mingming.
“Young City Lord, wait a moment. Why not sit and talk?” Young Master Yun spoke up.
Wang Mingming’s face changed slightly. He forced a dry laugh and sat down. Though this was the City Lord’s Manor, he wasn’t an idiot. Even his father called this person ‘Elder.’ This Li Yun was at least a Foundation Establishment Warrior!
“Young City Lord, you are a good friend of Jiang Taixuan. Could you tell us about the Divine Devil Dojo?” Young Master Yun asked with a smile.
“The Divine Devil Dojo? You’ve asked the right person, Young Master Yun,” Wang Mingming’s face showed a flash of pride. “In all of Clear Moon City, I understand the Divine Devil Dojo best.”
Seeing their expectant looks, Wang Mingming continued: “The Divine Devil Dojo… cough… Well, as long as you spend enough money there, you can buy items that enhance your strength.”
Wang Mingming originally wanted to say Young Master Yun had been there too, but remembering his own sarcasm at the time, he changed his words.
“Hmph, pills and Spiritual Herbs that boost strength are plentiful outside. Just join a sect, and when you have enough strength, people will offer them to you,” Li Yun said arrogantly and disdainfully. “Stuff like that, if you take too much, your foundation becomes unstable, future potential is limited. What’s the use?”
“The goods at the Divine Devil Dojo are different from ordinary pills,” Wang Mingming argued.
“Different? How could they be different?” Li Yun scoffed. “Instead of wasting time on that, you should work hard at martial training and join a sect. Then, what resources wouldn’t you have? Running off to earn money, truly a disgrace to Martial Artists!”
Disgrace your sister!
Train your ass! How is training more important than making money?
In his heart, Wang Mingming cursed Li Yun as an idiot, but he didn’t dare say it out loud. He forced a dry laugh: “Elder Li is right. I will remember that.”
Young Master Yun glanced at Li Yun, then looked at Wang Mingming: “I heard the strongest in the Dojo can kill a newly broken-through Dao Fruit?”
“That’s right. The previous Clear Moon City Lord refined Blood Elixirs and brought chaos to Clear Moon City. It was the Dojo’s expert who took action and killed him,” Wang Mingming said. This was something everyone knew.
“Then do you know what level the strongest in the Dojo has reached now?” Young Master Yun asked again.
“Still the same as before,” Wang Mingming thought for a moment and said.
A flicker of joy passed through Young Master Yun’s eyes. He chuckled lightly: “Thank you, Young City Lord, for clearing that up. You may go about your business now; we’ll stay a while.”
Wang Mingming knew this was a dismissal. He felt a bit annoyed inside, but still got up to leave. He didn’t want to spend more time with these two.
“The strongest can only deal with a newly broken-through Dao Fruit. Heh, this matter is as good as done,” Young Master Yun sneered coldly.
“When we get the Cloud Order, we’ll seize the Divine Devil Dojo and take all those things,” Li Yun said.
“Ha, that foolish woman Yang Ziling spent three hundred thousand Yuan Coins to buy it. We’ll just take it. What won’t be ours then?” Young Master Yun’s eyes turned icy.