Wang Yuyao

It must be said that Su Yutong, one of the three beauties of the outer sect, was indeed stunningly beautiful.

Every smile and glance of hers tugged at one’s heartstrings.

Chen Jiaojiao could also be considered quite a striking beauty, but compared to Su Yutong, she was like an ugly duckling next to a swan—utterly outmatched in both looks and demeanor.

However, despite Su Yutong’s beauty, Wang Jianqiang had no interest in admiring her.

Though she wore a smile on her face, he could clearly sense an air of cold detachment, as if she were pushing everyone a thousand miles away.

It was an innate arrogance, as though she were looking at a rat in a filthy gutter—that condescension and disdain couldn’t be fully concealed no matter how hard she tried.

This attitude made Wang Jianqiang extremely uncomfortable.

The glaring -48 karma value on her attribute panel only confirmed that his instincts were correct.

By now, Wang Jianqiang had gained a deeper understanding of the various data displayed on the attribute panel.

A karma value between 0 and -100 indicated hostility, while a range from 0 to -49 signified aversion.

A -48 karma value meant she despised him to the extreme.

It was like stepping on dog crap while walking down the street or kissing a sewer rat—utterly revolting.

Wang Jianqiang frowned, hesitated for a moment, but still stepped aside and invited Su Yutong into his room.

Upon entering, Su Yutong glanced around.

Her first impression: shabby and filthy.

The disgust in her eyes grew even more pronounced.

She didn’t sit down, as if touching anything in the room would dirty her.

"Senior Brother Wang, I’ve come today for the Perfect Cloudmist Pills."

Her time was precious, and she had no intention of wasting it on a notorious good-for-nothing like Wang Jianqiang. She cut straight to the point.

"How many do you want?"

Wang Jianqiang wasn’t particularly surprised, nor did he deny having them. He readily admitted it.

The External Affairs Hall was crowded with prying eyes. Since he had sold Perfect Cloudmist Pills there, he never expected to keep it a secret.

"Fifteen."

With the potency of Perfect Cloudmist Pills, just five would be enough for her to break through to the 10th level of Qi Refining.

The remaining ten could help her reach the peak of the 10th level, achieving the state of Qi Refining Perfection.

"Fine." Wang Jianqiang nodded.

Though Su Yutong’s inexplicably low karma value and her attitude were irritating, he bore no grudge against her.

The pills would sell to anyone, and there was no need to offend her for no reason.

If she could offer a fair deal, he had no problem doing business with her.

Seeing Wang Jianqiang agree so readily, Su Yutong smiled in satisfaction. "Senior Brother Wang, you truly know what’s best. Hand over the pills, and I won’t take them for free. I’ll grant you the honor of dining with me."

Her tone dripped with condescension.

There wasn’t the slightest hint of pleading—it sounded more like charity.

Wang Jianqiang had already taken out the pills, but upon hearing this, he rolled his eyes.

With a flip of his hand, he put them away again.

So, this woman was trying to get something for nothing?

Fifteen Perfect Cloudmist Pills, even at the External Affairs Hall’s purchase price, were worth a staggering 52,500 spirit stones.

And now she expected him to pay for her meal on top of that?

What kind of person does that?

Seeing Wang Jianqiang withdraw the pills, Su Yutong’s delicate brows furrowed slightly. "Senior Brother Wang, what’s the meaning of this?"

"Dinner is unnecessary. Let’s settle this with spirit stones—cash on delivery." Wang Jianqiang forced a smile.

"Wang Jianqiang, what do you think you’re doing?" Su Yutong’s face stiffened before twisting in anger. "I was elevating you by offering you a chance to dine with me, yet you dare insult me like this?"

Her stance was clear.

If Wang Jianqiang knew what was good for him, he’d accept the meal.

This was an opportunity countless outer sect disciples could only dream of, yet he had the audacity to refuse!

"Heh, I’ll have to decline your ‘elevation,’ Junior Sister Su."

Hearing Su Yutong’s near-insulting words, Wang Jianqiang’s expression turned icy. "Perfect Cloudmist Pills are 8,000 spirit stones each. If you want them, bring the spirit stones."

"8,000 spirit stones each?!"

Su Yutong’s eyes widened in shock. "The External Affairs Hall sells them for only 5,000! Are you trying to rob me?"

"You worthless old fool, have you gone mad from poverty?"

"Too expensive?" Wang Jianqiang pointed expressionlessly at the door. "Don’t let me keep you."

"You—!"

Su Yutong glared at him, her ample chest heaving with anger. "Fine. I’ll take three. But you’d better never leave the sect, or you might not live long enough to spend those spirit stones."

Hearing the blatant threat, Wang Jianqiang couldn’t help but roll his eyes again.

"You think I have to sell just because you want to buy? Am I your father or grandfather?"

"Deal’s off."

Even a clay figurine has a temper.

Su Yutong’s arrogance had only made Wang Jianqiang slightly uncomfortable, which was why he had quoted the inflated price of 8,000.

But now, her threats had thoroughly enraged him.

"You’re toying with me!" Su Yutong stared daggers at him.

In Wang Jianqiang’s mind, Su Yutong’s karma value on the attribute panel instantly dropped to -60, but he couldn’t care less.

"If that’s what you think, then so be it."

"Now, get out. Or I’ll report you to the sect enforcers for trespassing."

Su Yutong’s expression shifted.

The Joy Union Sect had strict rules, and trespassing was no minor offense. If convicted, even with her talent and status, she wouldn’t escape lightly.

With that in mind, she shot Wang Jianqiang one last venomous glare—her karma value dropping further to -70—before reluctantly storming out, hurling a few more threats on her way.

Just as she stepped outside, she nearly collided with an approaching figure.

The newcomer was an elegant, mature woman with delicate features, dressed in a simple yet alluring dress that accentuated her ample curves—a blend of grace and subtle seduction.

When Su Yutong saw the woman, the woman also noticed her.

Spotting the renowned outer sect prodigy emerging from Wang Jianqiang’s residence, the woman’s face flickered with surprise.

But she said nothing, merely nodding politely at Su Yutong before bowing slightly toward Wang Jianqiang inside.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Wang. This junior sister, Wang Yuyao, seeks your assistance with a matter."

Before Wang Jianqiang could respond, a mocking voice cut in.

"Ask him for help? Save your breath."

Wang Yuyao blinked in confusion, turning to Su Yutong beside her. "Junior Sister Su, what do you mean?"

Su Yutong sneered. "Wang Jianqiang is nothing but a worthless, arrogant fool with no manners."

"Begging him will only humiliate you."

"Instead, tell me your troubles. With my connections in the sect, I might be able to help."

As she spoke, she didn’t look at Wang Yuyao but rather into the room—as if using her to flaunt her influence and make Wang Jianqiang regret crossing her.

But reality, as it turned out, didn’t align with her expectations.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuyao showed no trace of grateful surprise, nor did she agree. Instead, she coldly shook her head.

"No need for your concern, junior sister. What I desire is beyond your means to provide."

Having said that, she paid no further attention and turned away, bowing once more toward the interior of the house.

"I beg Senior Brother to aid me."

Su Yutong, having been snubbed, grew increasingly displeased, her expression darkening. With a disdainful snort, she mounted her sword and departed.

Wang Yuyao glanced back at the vanishing figure.

How could she not detect the hostility in Su Yutong’s words toward Wang Jianqiang?

Though she didn’t know what conflict existed between Su Yutong and Wang Jianqiang, she was well aware of the stance she ought to take.

After all, the flawless Cloud Radiance Pill she yearned for could only be obtained through Wang Jianqiang.

"Enter."

Just then, a hoarse voice sounded from within the house.

Wang Yuyao’s face brightened with joy, and she hurried inside.