Chapter 056: Reaching the Pinnacle
No reason not to take advantage. Since Wan Rong misunderstood, Su Jingxing was happy to play along.
"Ten million. Delay for a week. How about it?"
A moment of silence.
After a pause, Wan Rong’s voice sounded from the phone, barely suppressing his anger.
"Two million. Let's be friends."
"No need," Su Jingxing replied without hesitation. "My starting price is always ten million."
Silence.
A long silence.
On the other end of the phone, there was only stillness.
Just as Su Jingxing thought Wan Rong had given up—
"Five million!"
Wan Rong’s voice suddenly burst forth, gritted with fury. "That’s the price. If you won’t—"
"Fine, five million," Su Jingxing interrupted.
Wan Rong: "..."
Su Jingxing chuckled silently and continued, "Five million, transfer it now into Manager Liu’s bank account."
"Huh?"
The deputy manager, who had been craning his neck to eavesdrop, froze and forced a laugh. "That... that’s unnecessary, isn’t it? Wouldn’t it be better to send it directly to your own account, big brother? Transferring back and forth is so troublesome."
"It’s no trouble. I don’t mind," Su Jingxing grinned, calling out to the silent Wan Rong on the other end, "Boss Wan, have you made the transfer?"
Wan Rong didn’t respond, but the deputy manager looked ready to cry. "Big brother, I was wrong."
"What did you do wrong?" Su Jingxing narrowed his eyes and laughed lightly. "You haven’t done anything wrong. In fact, you cooperated quite well."
Heavy breathing came from the phone, loud and rough.
Clearly, Wan Rong was forcibly suppressing his rage.
"...Fine!"
His voice was deep and tense. "I’ll transfer it now. Have him watch for the receipt."
With that, the call was cut off.
"See, that’s settled." Su Jingxing smiled and returned the phone to the deputy manager.
The latter took it, trembling, his face drawn and miserable, not daring to utter another word.
He looked honest, pitiful, and helpless.
But in reality, Deputy Manager Liu, though incapable of martial arts, relied on Wan Rong’s power to swindle and cheat at least five women, causing injury more than ten times. If not for Wan Rong, he’d have been sent to prison long ago.
Now he played innocent and pathetic, but Su Jingxing, who knew his background, wouldn’t be fooled.
Asking him to call Wan Rong was meant to let Wan Rong deal with this traitor personally.
As things turned out, with Wan Rong’s mistake, Su Jingxing seized the opportunity to pocket a windfall and make Wan Rong further despise Deputy Manager Liu.
By moving the money through Liu’s account, Liu would be ruined, if not dead.
All this flashed through Su Jingxing’s mind and was immediately put into action.
The results were quite satisfactory.
In less than ten minutes, Deputy Manager Liu’s phone chimed with a transfer notification.
Su Jingxing glanced at it, confirmed its authenticity, knocked Liu unconscious, and hid him away.
Then, he quickly went to the bank to open an anonymous account. When he returned, he woke Liu and had him transfer the money.
Once the five million was safely in his account, Su Jingxing released him without hesitation.
Whether Liu would flee or seek another patron was no longer Su Jingxing’s concern.
With five million gained for nothing, Su Jingxing could revise his plans for the black market that evening.
Originally, he intended to spend the three million in dirty money taken from Fan Chun’gang, to buy ten custom throwing knives and a semi-treasure grade battle knife.
The custom throwing knives cost one hundred thousand each in Dayu currency, ten for a million.
As for the semi-treasure blade, able to cut through iron and conduct internal force, it was priced at two million.
That totaled exactly three million.
Now, with an extra five million, he could buy a real treasure-grade weapon—a treasure blade!
Ordinary weapons, custom-made weapons, semi-treasure weapons, treasure weapons, and spirit weapons.
The first four could be bought with money, but spirit weapons were unattainable even with wealth. They simply didn’t exist on the market, appearing only once in years, even in the black market.
Most martial artists sought to possess a treasure-grade weapon.
Wan Rong was truly a benefactor!
If not for the previous obsession, Su Jingxing would almost regret having to kill him.
Ahem—
...
Night had not yet fallen; it was still early.
Su Jingxing returned to his courtyard, took out the hidden Mu Yan Flower, and headed to the Wei Family Martial Hall.
Upon arrival, as usual, he entered through the back door and found Wei Jia Jia, lost in thought.
"Mu Yan Flower. Keep it safe."
He dropped the box with his first words and turned to leave.
By the time Wei Jia Jia came to her senses, Su Jingxing had already vanished.
She hurriedly stood, opened the box, and stared at the fresh Mu Yan Flower inside, stunned.
He really got it?
In just a few days, he’d managed to obtain a fresh Mu Yan Flower!
With the second transaction completed so quickly, Wei Jia Jia grew uneasy.
At this pace, wouldn’t the third transaction be just as swift?
A sudden anxiety gripped her; she wanted to act, but couldn’t grasp any thread.
...
The third transaction: a meeting invitation from the “Sword Immortal of Shocking Rainbow.”
Su Jingxing was already prepared, having infiltrated all major forums and communities in the Dayu Kingdom.
He was now waiting for the “Sword Immortal of Shocking Rainbow” to appear and announce the lottery.
By the patterns of this third-rank expert, it would happen before the end of the month.
Su Jingxing eagerly anticipated her arrival.
...
Night descended.
Su Jingxing took the dirty money and returned to the black market.
As usual, he browsed the stalls first, then entered the shop specializing in weapons.
Moments later, he walked out carrying his desired weapons.
Both knives, sheathed, were wrapped in black cloth.
Leaving the black market, Su Jingxing activated the secret skill “Sounds Beside the Ear,” listening to the surroundings to ensure he wasn’t being followed, then returned to his courtyard.
He first hid the treasure blade worth five million Dayu currency, along with the ten throwing knives.
With the semi-treasure weapon in hand, he unlocked a two-year martial training card and began practicing the "Three-Yuan Blade Technique."
When the martial training space collapsed and his consciousness returned to his body, Su Jingxing had brought the "Human Yuan" chapter of the blade technique to a state of proficiency.
After a brief rest, he unlocked a three-year martial training card.
Moments later, his consciousness returned, and his mastery of the "Human Yuan" chapter had reached the level of thorough understanding.
He unlocked another three-year card.
His command advanced from understanding to mastery.
Then, he unlocked a four-year martial training card.
His mastery rose further, reaching the pinnacle.
At this point, Su Jingxing finally stopped training.
It wasn’t reluctance for the remaining three martial training cards, but the semi-treasure blade in his hand had shattered!
When he finished using the fourth card and his consciousness returned, the semi-treasure blade in his grip suddenly crumbled into fragments.
During training, the blade was taken into the martial space as well.
In the end, though it could cut iron like mud, the semi-treasure weapon couldn’t withstand the ceaseless channeling of immense internal force and collapsed!
Two million reduced to a pile of fragments—Su Jingxing could only shake his head.
Fortunately, it was easy money!
He shook his head, deciding not to continue.
The "Three-Yuan Blade Technique" had reached the pinnacle in the "Human Yuan" chapter, which was enough for now.
The three remaining martial training cards, Su Jingxing planned to use for cultivating "Eight-Step Ascension."
Previously, his mastery of this lightness skill had only reached thorough understanding.
The three cards—two years, five years, and five years—he unlocked all for "Eight-Step Ascension," ultimately elevating this peerless skill to the pinnacle.
Thus, all cards picked from the barbarian’s corpse were used.
Where would he find the next martial training card?
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