Chapter 132 - 131: Shouyangzi: Don’t Get Excited When I Tell You This

Chapter 132: Chapter 131: Shouyangzi: Don’t Get Excited When I Tell You This

[Once Dreamt of Roaming the World with a Sword]: "You’re back so soon?"

[I Don’t Sell Fakes, I Sell Antiques]: "You’re not going to believe this, but my flight turned around halfway through. They said it was due to force majeure, and I still have no idea what the hell that ’force majeure’ was."

He Xiaotian: "???"

’Something like that could happen?!’

[Once Dreamt of Roaming the World with a Sword]: "So are you telling me you don’t have my manual? Is this how you repay the faith I put in you?"

The shop owner stared at the message on his monitor and completely panicked, trembling as if he’d just run into a wolf-dog off its leash.

’This guy was a true whale.’

He had made a killing off the guy recently—enough for a down payment on an apartment in Shanghai.

If his sugar daddy got furious and dropped him, he probably wouldn’t be allowed in his own wife’s bed ever again.

[I Don’t Sell Fakes, I Sell Antiques]: "Dad— ptooey! I mean, my dear customer, don’t worry. Although I couldn’t get a manual from XZ, my informant in Country H got his hands on a peerless divine skill!"

He Xiaotian was left speechless by the shop owner’s reply.

’A goddamn informant!’

’To put it nicely, you’re just an antiques dealer. To be blunt, you’re a middleman, not some cop.’

’Besides, what kind of divine skill manual could Country H possibly have?’

’It’s just a tiny little country. If it weren’t for Uncle Sam’s backing, they wouldn’t have amounted to anything.’

[Once Dreamt of Roaming the World with a Sword]: "Cut the crap. Just tell me what martial art it is. If I like the sound of it, I’ll send the money."

His every word oozed an air of extravagance.

Having money really gave a man a different kind of confidence.

[I Don’t Sell Fakes, I Sell Antiques]: "You’re a generous man, Boss!! The Nine Yang Divine Skill, and it comes with a supplementary technique—the Nine Yang Lesser Thunderclap."

When He Xiaotian saw the four words "Nine Yang Divine Skill," he sucked in a sharp breath.

Regardless of its origin, this manual was legendary, its fame resounding like thunder.

But when he saw the next four words—Nine Yang Lesser Thunderclap...

He was instantly overcome with ecstatic joy!

He was absolutely certain this manual came from an absurdly cool, over-the-top, badass comic.

The Nine Yang Lesser Thunderclap was derived from one of the Nine Yang Five Ultimates—the Thunderous Divine Palm.

It was the most powerful and utterly shocking palm technique among the Five Ultimates.

Its power depended on condensation and explosive force.

In this era, only the Dragon Subduing Palm could hope to match it.

It was said that when the Lesser Thunderclap was cultivated to the Nine Yang realm, its power was like a thousand hydrogen bombs exploding, while at the Eight Yang realm, it was merely equivalent to a hundred atomic bombs.

Of course, you had to take that with a grain of salt.

’A thousand hydrogen bombs?’

’Blow up the Earth with a single palm strike?’

’Get real!’

[Once Dreamt of Roaming the World with a Sword]: "Deliver the goods to the foot of Snake Mountain. I’ll be waiting there. By the way, are you charging for the Nine Yang Lesser Thunderclap?"

The shop owner wanted to say yes, but unfortunately, the description on the manual itself made it impossible for him to do so.

Every word on it was so ridiculously exaggerated, it was like a textbook example of "all talk, no show."

’If I actually charge for this, my sugar daddy will blacklist me for sure, right?’

[I Don’t Sell Fakes, I Sell Antiques]: "For the Nine Yang Divine Skill, 200,000 will be fine. Consider the Nine Yang Lesser Thunderclap a gift from me. Also, I should remind you, this manual isn’t complete. It mentions the Heart Spleen Acupoint."

’An incomplete version? What a shame!’

’If it were the complete version of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, wouldn’t I be invincible?’

[Once Dreamt of Roaming the World with a Sword]: "Whatever, incomplete is fine. I’m transferring the money now, and I’m heading to Snake Mountain. Got it?"

[I Don’t Sell Fakes, I Sell Antiques]: "Don’t worry, Dad— I mean, Boss! I’ll have my brother-in-law rush over there at top speed."

Putting his phone away, He Xiaotian started on the road to Snake Mountain.

’Now that I have money, it’s time to pay off my debts.’

’Being in debt feels awful!’

’I wonder what kind of expression Shouyangzi will make when he sees a case full of Spiritual Energy Crystals.’

"Heh heh, I’m pretty damn fast at making money! A few more months, and I’ll be able to get that IOU back!"

’I’m so happy...’

「Snake Mountain, at its base.」

A young courier was waiting anxiously.

’If it wasn’t for the money... I mean, for my brother-in-law’s sake, I’d definitely...’

A burly man suddenly came into view. The courier’s eyes lit up, and he trotted over.

"Bro, your delivery."

"Mm."

He Xiaotian expertly signed for the delivery, took the two boxes, and headed up the mountain with a flick of his sleeve, leaving without a backward glance.

The courier rolled his eyes. ’You could at least say thank you!’

’I had to rush over here at the crack of dawn to make this delivery. You think my life is easy?’

"Thanks."

"..."

After He Xiaotian’s figure disappeared from sight, the courier looked down at his empty hands.

"Huh? Where’s my fish?!"

On his way up the mountain, He Xiaotian expertly opened the boxes.

But what he found inside was not at all what he had imagined.

The first box contained exactly what he wanted: the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Nine Yang Lesser Thunderclap.

The second box, however, was a bit more sinister.

Inside was a frozen fish, and it looked vaguely familiar...

"Hiss! Is this an oilfish? Don’t tell me the courier was trying to send me a message? No, the shop owner is a major suspect too."

Receiving something like this, He Xiaotian couldn’t help but let his imagination run wild.

’Sigh! Society is really going downhill. People just aren’t what they used to be.’

He Xiaotian lamented the state of the world as he walked, then unhesitatingly tossed the oilfish into his storage space.

Don’t get the wrong idea; he had absolutely no filthy intentions.

"I bet the innkeeper will love these fish. I’ll bring them back as an apology. Speaking of which, to dare to screw a male ghost... now that’s a real man. I, He Xiaotian, admit I’m no match for him."

Daoxuan was sweeping fallen leaves at the entrance. Just as he was about to return to the temple, he saw an impossibly muscular man striding toward him like a meteor.

"?!"

’Holy shit!’

’What is X doing here again?’

’Weren’t you just here a couple of days ago?’

’Has he set his sights on Master and me?’

"Yo! Dao—"

"Master! Bad news! X is here again!"

He Xiaotian’s hand, raised in greeting, froze in midair.

This was awkward. He had just wanted to say hello.

’We’ve met twice now, after all. At this point, you could basically call us friends.’

’Besides, is this reaction really necessary?!’

Shouyangzi, who was in a side hall performing his morning practice, shuddered at the mention of X.

’Didn’t this bastard get cursed? Why isn’t he out looking for a cure instead of constantly running over here?’

"Yang, I’m here to pay you back!"

He Xiaotian was incredibly fast, far too fast for an ordinary young Daoist like Daoxuan to match.

He pushed open the door to the side hall and bellowed at the top of his lungs.

Hearing this, Shouyangzi shuddered from head to toe.

’This is going to be the death of me!’

’If it were anyone else, I’d be jumping for joy.’

’It’s an unexpected windfall, and it would be a waste not to take it.’

’But Spiritual Energy Crystals from X are too hot to handle!’

’I could lose my life over this if I’m not careful.’

"Here, come and take a look."

He Xiaotian opened the case, revealing five hundred Spiritual Energy Crystals arranged in neat rows.

"I just did a deal with Roger from the Cleaners. He’s a leader, all right—incredibly generous. Here are five hundred Spiritual Energy Crystals. Count them and write me a receipt. I’m sure I’ll be able to pay off the rest of the debt in a few more months."

It would have been better if he hadn’t said anything. His words nearly made Shouyangzi faint from fright.

Anyone with any standing in Shanghai knew what an old fox Roger was.

’Prying five hundred Spiritual Energy Crystals out of his hands? You’re trying to get me killed!’

’If he finds out that the reason he lost a huge batch of cultivation resources is because you were trying to pay me back...’

’...I’ll be fed to the dogs!’

"GULP!"

Shouyangzi swallowed hard in terror, his body trembling as he stammered.

"X... X... X..."

He Xiaotian rolled his eyes. ’Are you trying to buy a T-shirt?’

"D-d-d... don’t... don’t g-g-get... get... ex... ex-ex-excited..."

Before he could finish, he turned to the panting Daoxuan, who had just run in, and asked.

"When did your master develop a stutter?"