“Bald monk, you’ve really let me down,” Lin Fan said, feeling utterly disheartened. He never expected to encounter such a teammate. Just now, that chubby kid looked so easy to fool, yet he failed to lure him over.
“It’s not like that, Master,” the monk replied. “Although he saw through me just now, I was prepared to take him by force. However, at that exact moment, my senses tingled, and I felt an awareness lock onto me. Obviously, a watcher noticed us. If I had acted, I might have been suppressed in an instant.” As a member of the Buddha Race, Venerable Sakyamuni had heightened senses, and every movement was keenly perceived.
“You’ve got to be kidding me, baldy. You’re just making this up because you failed, right?” Lin Fan hadn’t sensed any surveillance at all.
“It’s absolutely true,” Venerable Sakyamuni insisted.
“Fine then. It seems we can’t pull off a robbery here. We’ll have to think of another way,” Lin Fan finally believed the monk.
The plaza was bustling with activity.
Opportunities had to be seized by one’s own initiative. Waiting for them to fall into one’s lap was simply impossible.
Standing on the plaza, Lin Fan and Venerable Sakyamuni observed the passersby, their minds already working.
“It’s mainly because we’re out of materials. Otherwise, forging a spiritual artifact would fetch a good price,” Lin Fan muttered. In the past, when materials were abundant, he hadn’t taken them seriously.
But now, when he desperately needed those materials he once disregarded, he found himself with nothing at all.
“Master, look ahead. It seems something is happening,” the monk said, puzzled, as a commotion caught his attention.
Hearing this, Lin Fan’s eyes gleamed. “Let’s go. Where there’s noise, there’s bound to be something unusual. Our chance to get rich has come.”
Based on Lin Fan’s many years of experience, wherever there was conflict, there’s profit to be made.
Once they gathered ten thousand contribution points and formed a small team, they could take on missions, and contribution points would flow in steadily.
With contribution points, they could exchange for many things—cultivation techniques, spiritual pills, treasures, and even Dao artifacts.
…
” Fang Xuan, what exactly do you mean? He was already rented by our Rose Squad. Now that the mission is about to start, how can you take him away?” a woman said coldly, her voice sharp.
She was the leader of the Rose Squad. They had taken on an upper-tier earth-level mission, but considering the high danger, they had spent twenty thousand contribution points to rent a cultivator at the seventh Heaven God Stage, at the ultimate realm of Ten Thousand Methods Converge. But now, just as they were about to go on the mission, the cultivator they had paid for suddenly refused to go and even returned ten thousand points as a deposit.
This was a blow to the Rose Squad.
Upper-tier earth-level missions were extremely difficult. Whoever took the mission had to pay a certain amount of contribution points as a deposit. If the mission wasn’t completed within the specified time, the points would be confiscated.
“Miss Liu Qianwei, you shouldn’t blame me for this,” the man standing in front of her replied. His name was Fang Xuan. He was tall, his skin a dark golden hue, resembling a giant race, and his physical body had reached an extremely strong level.
“Fang Xuan, you can’t go too far. You’ve always opposed our Rose Squad. This time, we’ve taken on an upper-tier earth-level mission. At such a crucial moment, how can you do this?” Liu Qianwei’s eyes were practically shooting flames. Seventh Heaven God Stage cultivators weren’t rare in the Guardian Realm, but at the moment of departure, how easily could they find a satisfactory replacement?
“Upper-tier earth-level mission? This time our Xuan Kui Squad has taken on a lower-tier heaven-level mission, which is even more difficult than the one your Rose Squad has taken. Therefore, we need more powerful cultivators. But if you can offer more contribution points than us, this expert will naturally join your team,” Fang Xuan explained.
“You…” Liu Qianwei’s face turned cold. Fang Xuan was simply despicable. The reward for lower-tier earth-level missions was only six thousand contribution points. If she spent more points to rent a powerful cultivator, what would her teammates get?
Then all their hard work in completing the mission would be taken by others.
“Captain, we can manage on our own,” one of the Rose Squad members said. The entire squad consisted of women, each with formidable strength, generally at the fourth or fifth Heaven God Stage. Together, they formed a considerable fighting force.
“Fang Xuan, you’re despicable,” Liu Qianwei’s eyes shot icy glares. She turned to the cultivator she had rented, her expression even colder.
Thinking carefully now, she suspected that Fang Xuan was behind all this, deliberately trying to prevent her squad from completing the mission.
“Ah, your Rose Squad is just too weak. I’ve told you before, if you joined our Xuan Kui Squad, you’d be much better off. Besides, if you lovely ladies were captured by the ancient races during the mission, your fate would be quite grim,” Fang Xuan said with a helpless shake of his head.
…
“Baldy, it’s time to show off. You go or should I?” Lin Fan said.
“This trivial matter doesn’t need to trouble you, Master. I can handle it alone,” Venerable Sakyamuni said with a pleased expression but still maintaining a serious tone.
“Then go ahead,” Lin Fan replied.
“Amitabha!”
At this moment, as Liu Qianwei and Fang Xuan were arguing, a Buddhist chant echoed.
“Esteemed lady, there’s no need to argue. Such a wicked-hearted person will surely face retribution in the future,” Venerable Sakyamuni, with a solemn expression, walked forward.
“Bald monk, what did you say?” Fang Xuan immediately became angry upon hearing this but restrained himself when he sensed the monk’s aura.
The monk exuded a powerful and extraordinary presence.
“Master, I didn’t say anything,” Venerable Sakyamuni said with a smile.
“Venerable Master, greetings,” Liu Qianwei said, seeing that the other party was a member of the Buddha Race, and her anger subsided as she spoke more gently.
“Esteemed lady, since your mission is difficult, why not rent me? Although my abilities are modest, I am at the seventh Heaven God Stage.”
Upon hearing this, Liu Qianwei was immediately delighted. The monk before her had profound cultivation. Though at the same level as the cultivator she had previously rented, he seemed much stronger.
“Master, how many contribution points do you require?” Liu Qianwei knew that renting a powerful cultivator would cost a significant number of points.
Although renting could also be done with Sun Yang Pills, more often than not, contribution points were used, since they could be exchanged for Sun Yang Pills.
“Ten thousand will suffice,” Venerable Sakyamuni said with a gentle smile.
“Eh!” Liu Qianwei was taken aback, not expecting it to be so inexpensive.
Even Fang Xuan hadn’t expected the monk to be so cheap, asking for only ten thousand contribution points.
“Haha, I didn’t expect even a member of the Buddha Race to show such tenderness and consideration,” Fang Xuan laughed. “Liu Qianwei, don’t think that just because you’ve found another seventh Heaven God Stage cultivator, your mission is guaranteed to succeed. Our squad has investigated this mission, and its difficulty isn’t much less than our lower-tier heaven-level mission. With your strength, I’m afraid it’s going to be tough.”
Seeing the gleeful expression on Fang Xuan’s face, Liu Qianwei felt a chill in her heart and a sense of foreboding.
“Baldy, are you done negotiating?” At this point, Lin Fan stepped forward to ask.
“Master, I’m still negotiating. Just waiting for the lady’s reply,” Venerable Sakyamuni said.
Lin Fan’s sudden appearance also puzzled Liu Qianwei, who didn’t know what this meant.
Fang Xuan looked at Lin Fan, frowning, unsure of this person’s identity.
“Little sister, what do you think? Ten thousand contribution points, and we’ll form a team and head out. We guarantee your safety. We go out and return the same day. Absolutely efficient,” Lin Fan said.
“Eh!” Liu Qianwei was startled again, not quite catching up with what was happening.
“Little sister, give me a straight answer. Either we go or we don’t. Let me know. Everyone’s time is precious. Don’t waste it,” Lin Fan didn’t know what was wrong with these people here. Everyone seemed slow-witted, leaving him speechless.
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