Chapter 12: You Are Shameless
"Strange, no fever? Why are you babbling nonsense then?" She lightly touched the old man Wuming’s forehead, barely feeling anything, and immediately confirmed there was no fever. Then she began muttering to herself. Her voice was not low at all; it was deliberate, meant for Wuming to hear.
This made the corners of Wuming’s mouth twitch violently! Is it fever or delirium? Make up your mind clearly!
Only now did Wuming truly understand what his disciple Leng Feng must have felt. That sharp tongue was unbearably irritating, hopelessly so!
“I’ve heard of worldly trials and breaking through limits, sure! But I’ve never heard of someone breaking through limits and improving cultivation by avoiding the crucial stage! Moreover, I’ve heard that avoiding the stage—avoiding it—usually ends with death! Completely dead!”
“Seriously, I’m telling you the truth! Don’t let your mouth twitch! People like me, honest and truthful, are rare in this world! So, you’d better listen to this little lady’s advice, or you’ll regret it soon enough!”
Chen Queqi put on the expression of an honest person, a kind-hearted savior like a reincarnation of the Bodhisattva, and earnestly advised old man Wuming.
The Martial Emperor was one of the top-tier powerhouses on the Tianling Continent, and old man Wuming was one of them. As a two-star Martial Emperor, he had his own insights into power at this level. If he could grasp this understanding, his cultivation would rapidly improve. Every Martial Monarch was a prodigy of astonishing talent.
Thus, old man Wuming utterly disbelieved Chen Queqi’s words. He had always cultivated in seclusion this way. If seclusion was truly wrong, he would never have reached the Martial Emperor realm.
“All right, Miss Chen, take this one hundred gold coins and leave!” Exhaling cold air, old man Wuming smirked inwardly but still took out one hundred gold coins, placing them before Chen Queqi, intending to send her away.
Moreover, Wuming firmly believed that by Chen Queqi’s principle of never leaving empty-handed, she definitely wouldn’t let these one hundred gold coins go without a fight. Spending one hundred gold coins to get rid of such a pest for a while was a good bargain.
The money was indeed gone, just as old man Wuming had expected. But then…
With a swish, the gold coins in Wuming’s hand were taken by Chen Queqi. In the blink of an eye, there was no trace of the one hundred gold coins, and no one knew where Chen Queqi had hidden them! Just as old man Wuming thought it was over…
Chen Queqi stomped her foot and shouted angrily at old man Wuming, “You’re insulting me with gold coins! I won’t say no to you so easily! So… I still need nine hundred gold coins! Just hand over that nine hundred coins, and I’ll show you a set of techniques you’ve never seen before, containing boundless swordsmanship and mystic seals!”
“I’ll make you realize that I, the great benefactor Chen, if my nerves misfire and cause a cosmic explosion, is something you’ll never encounter again! I’ll make you see that what I, the great benefactor Chen, say is the absolute truth, not bluffing!”
“You, you shameless… Chen Queqi, you’re at least from the Chen family! Can’t you have some shame? You’re disgraceful enough to ruin the Chen family’s reputation!”
Though old man Wuming’s tongue was not as sharp as Chen Queqi’s, he couldn’t help but roar angrily at her.