Qingshan Gate.
Yun Xianque from Wind and Cloud Valley led Uncle Lin to descend upon Qingshan Gate.
The people of Qingshan Gate warmly welcomed them. After all, Wind and Cloud Valley was one of the top powers in all of Nansha.
In comparison, Qingshan Gate was just a small sect in a remote mountain village.
As soon as they entered,
Uncle Lin who was following behind Yun Xianque deliberately let out a hint of aura.
This was also the usual style of the great sects. Sometimes using strength to make a point could save a lot of lip service.
Sure enough, as soon as Uncle Lin's aura was revealed, the senior members of Qingshan Gate immediately had ugly looks on their faces, having clearly suffered considerable pressure.
It was obvious.
This Uncle Lin was a Martial Venerable expert.
However, Lu Qingshan's calmness made Uncle Lin's face sink slightly.
The old patriarch of a small sect had no reaction at all to his pressure?
Involuntarily, his aura grew heavier as he directly tried to intimidate Lu Qingshan.
But Lu Qingshan's condition exceeded his expectations yet again.
How was this possible?
He was a Martial Venerable, so why was his pressure ineffective against him?
Sensing the pressure emanating from Uncle Lin's body, Lu Qingshan couldn't help but sneer inwardly.
Perhaps in the past, seeing a Martial Venerable would have made him tremble with fear and confusion.
But things were different now.
How could a Martial Venerable matter to him now?
Did they really think he was a country bumpkin who had never seen a Martial Venerable before?
"Elder Lin, there's no need to be so courteous. Although my Qingshan Gate is just a small sect, I'm only one step away from you!" Lu Qingshan said leisurely. At the same time, his own cultivation erupted.
"Quasi-..."
"Quasi-Venerable?"
Uncle Lin's face was full of incredulity. Only then did he realize that Lu Qingshan was actually at the Quasi-Venerable realm. At the same time, Yun Xianque beside him also opened her red lips in shock and awe.
When did a sect patriarch from a remote area attain the cultivation of a Quasi-Venerable?
In their eyes, even having the cultivation of a Martial Emperor would be quite good.
Clearly, this was far beyond their expectations.
With a faint smile, Lu Qingshan thought, when did he ever just keep Master Yi Feng company for show?
Although his talent was somewhat lacking, under the kind of meteoric fortune from Master Yi Feng, even a pig could have made progress.
So of course it was natural that he, Lu Qingshan, was a Quasi-Venerable.
"I really didn't expect that Qingshan Patriarch would turn out to be a Quasi-Venerable. I was too presumptuous." Yun Xianque smoothly hid the shock on her face and smiled at Qingshan Patriarch, "Please forgive me, Elder Lin didn't mean anything by it."
Clearly.
A Quasi-Venerable was enough for Yun Xianque to treat him this way.
"Miss Yun is too kind. This old man certainly won't take offense. Please sit." Qingshan Patriarch beckoned.
After the two sat down, they got straight to the point. Yun Xianque pondered briefly before speaking straightforwardly, "Qingshan Patriarch, I'm sure you already know why we are here. What do you think? If our two sects cooperate, with Elder Lin's cultivation plus your cultivation, plus Qingshan Gate's convenience as locals, our chances of obtaining this cave are much higher than other factions."
"Hehe."
Qingshan Patriarch picked up the teacup next to him and lightly swirled the lid as he leisurely laughed, "Miss Yun, I'm afraid Qingshan Gate will not participate in this matter."
"What?"
Hearing this, Yun Xianque put down her teacup with a thud and stood up abruptly.
Her sharp eyes stared straight at Lu Qingshan.
"Qingshan Patriarch, does this mean you have already allied with other factions?" Yun Xianque asked with narrowed eyes.
"No, Miss Yun, you misunderstand. We are not cooperating with any faction." Qingshan Patriarch stated directly.
Yun Xianque narrowed her beautiful eyes again.
After observing Qingshan Patriarch for a long time, she suddenly raised her red lips in a smile and said, "I see...I understand now."
Qingshan Patriarch's gaze flickered as he looked at Yun Xianque.
Then Yun Xianque's voice floated over gently, "How about this, I'll make an executive decision. As long as Qingshan Gate cooperates with my Wind and Cloud Valley, after the matter is settled, I can allot 30% of the profits to Qingshan Gate. What do you think?"
Qingshan Patriarch smiled wryly and shook his head, explaining, "Miss Yun, it's not about profit distribution."
However, Yun Xianque frowned and asked in a deep voice, "You still refuse?"
"It really isn't about profits." Qingshan Patriarch continued.
"You..."
Yun Xianque's face turned cold.
Her gaze shifted to look at Uncle Lin.
Clearly, having Qingshan Gate's assistance could make things much more convenient for them to obtain the treasure, not to mention they would also have Qingshan Patriarch's Quasi-Venerable combat strength.
She was asking Uncle Lin if they could make another concession.
Uncle Lin pondered briefly, then nodded at her.
Seeing this, Yun Xianque gritted her teeth and said, "Alright, I'll take matters into my own hands again. I'll allot 40% of the profits to your Qingshan Gate. You have to understand, the Martial Saint Cave must have countless benefits. With these 40% profits, it would be enough for your entire Qingshan Gate to make great strides, and even gain a foothold in all of Nansha."
However.
Lu Qingshan's attitude exceeded her expectations yet again.
He refused her again!
"Bang!"
Yun Xianque's expression turned icy as her palm slammed down and crushed the wooden table next to her. She stared fixedly at Lu Qingshan and asked word for word, "Qingshan Patriarch, I suggest you be more realistic. Don't tell me your tiny Qingshan Gate wants 50%?"
"Miss Yun, I said, you misunderstand."
Lu Qingshan's expression also became less polite as he stood up and said in a deep voice, "I said, it's not about profits. My Qingshan Gate will not get involved in this matter, even if you give us 100% of the profits."
"You..."
Yun Xianque said frostily, "Think carefully about what you just said. This is a Martial Saint's cave."
Lu Qingshan smiled and nodded.
"Alright, alright."
Yun Xianque was clearly very angry. She got up to leave with Uncle Lin.
"Wait, Miss Yun."
Seeing their retreating backs, Qingshan Patriarch pondered briefly and said, "Although we didn't part on good terms today, Wind and Cloud Valley has looked after my sect in the past, so I have a word of advice I want to give you."
Yun Xianque turned to look at Lu Qingshan.
"It's best if you don't get involved in these muddy waters either."
Echoing in Lu Qingshan's mind were Yi Feng's words. He spoke gravely to the two people.
"Oh, so you mean we should just hand over this treasure to Blowing Snow Mountain Villa and Heavenly Sword Sect?"
Yun Xianque's beautiful face was full of frost as she disdainfully sneered.
"Fearmongering!"
With that said, the two continued flying away.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
