"You two, this way." The boy who led the way took Fu Qingyu and Fu Yu to the second floor of the tea house and walked to the door of the private room. "You two, please come inside. Our third son is inside."
"Thank you." Fu Qingyu handed the two spiritual stones to the boy, opened the door and walked in.
Her current appearance is different from when she was bidding for the Bodhi Fruit in Xuanfang City. Her revealed cultivation level has changed from Lingji to Jindan, and her appearance is also deliberately pretending to be older.
Fu Yu pretended to be the disciple accompanying her.
In the elegant room, sitting at the main seat was a young man wearing a dark yellow robe. His face was like a crown of jade, and his lips were painted with elixir. His every move had a somewhat luxurious temperament. He did not look like a monk, but more like someone from the human world. The prince of the imperial family.
This should be the third son of the Huang family they are looking for.
Next to him sat a serious-looking Yuanying realm monk.
It was the monk that Fu Qingyu and Fu Yu "saw" in the inn a few days ago who was kicked out by Gongsun Subaru before they left Xuanfang City.
"Sir Huang." Fu Qingyu folded his hands and gave a slight salute.
The attitude is just right, neither flattering nor alienated.
Mr. Huang's eyes wandered around them, he casually pointed to the seat opposite, and said with a rather arrogant attitude, "Sit down."
"I heard that you caught a sixth-level spiritual beast? Let it be released and have a look."
"The spirit beast is not with us now."
As soon as Fu Qingyu finished speaking, Mr. Huang's face darkened, "What do you mean, you are playing tricks on me?"
"Don't dare, Mr. Huang, please be safe." Fu Qingyu smiled slightly and explained: "The spirit beast was injured and could not move easily. One of my fellow disciples happened to be good at medical skills, so he took the spirit beast away for treatment. , after the spirit beast's injury improves in two days, Xuan Fang can be sent to the young master."
Mr. Huang's originally frowning brows suddenly relaxed after hearing the word "injured", and his eyes shone with interest.
"An injured sixth-level spiritual beast?" Mr. Huang put down the tea cup he was playing with and asked, "The spiritual beast you captured is a she-wolf?"
"Exactly. Is Third Young Master Huang interested?"
"Haha, no one in Xuanfang City knows that I lost a sixth-order Youyue Wolf. Aren't you just waiting for me to come to your door after you released the news?" Third Young Master Huang snorted coldly, "Don't talk about that. Damn it, I want this Nether Moon Wolf, you can make a price."
"One million." Fu Qingyu softly spat out three words.
Before Third Young Master Huang could answer, the expression of the Nascent Soul Realm monk beside him changed, "How dare you to open your mouth like a lion? That Nether Moon Wolf is the spiritual beast of our Huang family!"
Fu Qingyu glanced at him lightly and did not respond. Her eyes fell on Mr. Huang, quietly waiting for his answer.
Mr. Huang's eyes were filled with the determination to win.
One million spirit stones may be a lot to others, but to a family like the Huang family, which has been passed down for thousands of years and has produced more than one Hedao venerable, it is nothing.
It’s just a hundred spiritual crystals.
"Okay, one million spirit stones, I agree." Huang Sangong responded boldly, ignoring the obstruction of the Nascent Soul monk beside him, and continued, "This matter has been settled, that Youyue Wolf When can it be sent to Xuanfang City?"
"Young Master Huang is so refreshing." Fu Qingyu first complimented, and then replied: "Three days at most."
"Then you can send it directly to the Huang family when the time comes. I will prepare the spirit stone and wait for you to come."
The matter was settled, Mr. Huang picked up the tea cup.
Fu Qingyu took the opportunity to say goodbye.
As soon as they left, the Yuanying monk in the elegant room said with a puzzled face, "Third Young Master, why did you agree to them like this?"
"One million spirit stones!" Even if I buy a completely healthy sixth-level spirit beast, it's still just this price, right?
This sixth-level Ghost Moon Wolf originally belonged to the Huang family, and it was still seriously injured. Even if it was bought back, there was no telling how long it would survive.
Spending one million spirit stones to buy such a spirit beast... wouldn't it mean that someone would take it for granted?
Mr. Huang sneered.
He said softly, "Don't worry, they have the life to take the one million spirit stones but not the life to spend them."
The Nascent Soul cultivator was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized and murmured: "So that's the case. No wonder you asked them to send the spirit beast directly to your home."
Their Huang family is not a place where anyone can come and leave as they please!
Outside the teahouse, Fu Qingyu quietly recovered her consciousness.
The mother and son didn't speak during the whole journey. After returning to the inn and opening the ban in the room, Fu Yu finally spoke out the question he had been holding back all the way: "That Third Young Master Huang actually asked us to go directly to Huang's house. How did you know he would do this?" Said?"
Long before she "fished" out Young Master Huang, my mother had said that the purpose of setting this "hook" was to enter the Huang family without disturbing the elders of the Huang clan.
With just a few words today, they achieved this goal.
"Because Young Master Huang is a smart man." Fu Qingyu's lips curled up slightly, "Only smart people are easily fooled by their cleverness."
Smart people can scheme against others, but hate being schemed against.
Especially a cruel character like Mr. Huang.
Fu Qingyu and the others made it clear that they wanted to sell the sixth-order Youyue Wolf that ran away from the Huang family back to the Huang family, and they also wanted to sell it for a high price. How could Third Young Master Huang not be angry?
With how cruel he is.
The most likely punishment for those who dare to plot against themselves is to lose their lives directly.
There are many changes in the city, and there may be unknown variables after leaving the city. The simplest way is to leave people in the Huang family.
In addition, Huang Sangong's methods of torturing spiritual beasts may not be used on human cultivators.
Even before she angered Young Master Huang, Fu Qingyu guessed that he might let them go directly to Huang's house, never coming back. Sure enough, things turned out just as she guessed.
"You are really good at predicting things." Fu Yu admired him very much. The way his mother took every step and planned everything was really impressive.
I don’t know how my mother got such a brain. If she had given half of it to her father, he would not have exposed himself as soon as he discovered the clues. Not only did he not understand anything, but he was put under house arrest by Lingyun Sword Master long ago.
Fu Yu thought so and said so.
A look of sadness on his face.
"Your father..."
Regarding the matter of "having no brains", Fu Qingyu really didn't know how to defend Pei Jingzhi. She sighed and whispered: "Your father just has a simple mind. He only has his sword in his eyes. Apart from practicing, , I don’t know much about other things.”
But it is often people like this who are more likely to go far on the path of spiritual practice.
Fu Qingyu remembered that her grandfather once said that Pei Jingzhi was a person with the purest mind.
This kind of person is stable and reliable, has no fuss, and can be trusted for life.
Happy New Year 2024~
