Chapter 216: Chapter 216: Perfect Martial Art Technique_1
The Wolf King froze, asking, "What did you say? Can you repeat that?"
"All of these three hundred million Gold Coins are for everyone!" Jia Hei stated, enunciating each word.
"Why on earth should that be?"
"The ones who made the move were Brother Wolf and Brat Ling."
"The ones who captured Ho Jun and the others were also us."
"You guys were simply watching the show on the side, and now you want a share too?"
"Isn’t that a bit excessively wishful thinking?" King Wolf roared with anger.
"That’s right, these Gold Coins should be split between me and King Wolf," Ling Yunfei got up and said.
Jia Hei sneered, "You should not be so selfish. Although you captured the people, if we were not stationed here, you would have been killed by the three Family Heads."
"You? Just forget it. With your level of strength, you’re hardly a threat to them. They are afraid of Jiang Zhengyi, do you understand?"
"If anything should be divided, it should be given to Lo Qingzhu. As for others, don’t even dare to think about it," King Wolf scoffed.
Xue Yang said, "Why are you so arrogant? Even if you didn’t make a move, we could have captured them as well."
Lin Hao said, "We just don’t like to show off like you do."
SNAP!
Qin Feiyang slapped the table and stood up. "You shouldn’t be too greedy. These three hundred million Gold Coins are nothing special. I didn’t take them seriously. Just take them for a drink."
"Huh?" Xue Yang and the others frowned.
Qin Feiyang walked to King Wolf’s side and looked at Jia Hei. "Excuse me."
The disdainful gaze and contemptuous tone made Jia Hei seethe with rage!
He refused to step aside. He wanted to see what Qin Feiyang would do to him.
Qin Feiyang shook his head and chuckled, grabbed King Wolf, leaped, and directly jumped to the second-floor corridor.
"Ling Yunfei, there’s no need to argue over such a small amount of gold," he said casually, and without looking back, he and King Wolf entered his room.
Ling Yunfei glanced at Xue Yang and the others, a cold light flashing in his eyes. He jumped to the second floor as well, walked into Qin Feiyang’s room, and slammed the door shut.
"I don’t want these Gold Coins either; you guys can split them." Lo Qingzhu, Zhao Shuang’er, and Feng Ling’er looked at each other, and all got up and left.
The Crown Prince and Elder Lin remained silent.
Xue Yang and the others had faces full of anger.
The atmosphere at the scene was somewhat bizarre.
「Tea Room!」
Ling Yunfei slapped the tea table and exclaimed angrily, "Jia Hei is really pushing it too far!"
"When Brother Wolf gets stronger, I’ll be the first to slaughter him!" King Wolf’s massive pupils glinted with a terrifying, fierce light.
"Don’t worry. One day, they will vomit out all that they swallowed today, and more," Qin Feiyang smiled faintly. He had plenty of ways to deal with these clowns.
THUD!
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
The Crown Prince pushed open the door, walked into the tea room, and laughed, "Brother Qin, can we have a chat?"
"Of course." Qin Feiyang nodded.
The Crown Prince sat next to the tea table, scanned the two men and the wolf, and sighed, "I didn’t help you guys defend yourselves just now. I’m sorry."
Qin Feiyang smiled and said, "It is fine. After all, we are currently in Pan County; it’s normal for you to have some reservations."
The Crown Prince frowned. "Since Brother Qin sees everything so clearly, why did you offend Jia Hei?" He was puzzled. Could it be that Qin Feiyang wasn’t afraid that Jia Hei might make some clandestine moves, preventing him from returning to Yan Province?
"I’m already at odds with him, so why should I care about this time?" Qin Feiyang smiled faintly.
"That’s true." The Crown Prince nodded and laughed. "It seems that Brother Qin had planned everything long ago. I was worrying for nothing. I won’t disturb you anymore. Goodbye."
Qin Feiyang nodded.
The Crown Prince got up, walked out of the room, and closed the door behind him.
"What did he come here for?" Ling Yunfei frowned.
"He’s just trying to show us some goodwill," Qin Feiyang said.
"It seems that after the last lesson, he has really learned his lesson," Ling Yunfei sneered.
"Rather than saying he learned his lesson, it’s more like he is following the trend," Qin Feiyang flashed a grin.
The Crown Prince was an astute man, and moreover, one who was both decisive and tenacious. He knew that only Qin Feiyang could refine the Potential Elixir. If he continued to provoke Qin Feiyang, then even if he gathered enough medicinal herbs in the future, he wouldn’t get any Potential Elixirs.
"You two start cultivating. I’ll go ask Fatty if the herbs have been gathered."
With a thought, Qin Feiyang appeared inside the ancient castle.
Fatty was seen lying on the ground, grinning from ear to ear.
Qin Feiyang laughed. "Looking at your expression, the harvest must have been good, right?"
"Correct." Fatty got up with a roll and chuckled. "Guess what, including our original herbs, Master Fatty has gathered enough herbs for nine Potential Elixirs."
"That many!" Qin Feiyang was stunned. If he added the existing Potential Elixir, he would now have a total of ten Potential Elixirs!
He immediately started the alchemy process.
He was very careful with every step.
After less than an hour, ten blood-red elixirs lay quietly in the jade box beside him.
"If you take them to auction, how many Gold Coins could they sell for?" Fatty’s eyes lit up.
"Probably nobody could afford them." Qin Feiyang was also full of smiles. He took out another jade box, placed it on the altar, then left the ancient castle with Fatty.
The jade box he took out contained twenty-four top-grade Vermilion Glazed Pills. Nowhere was safer than the ancient castle, after all.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
Qin Feiyang finally broke through to a Two-star Martial Ancestor.
His speed made the Wolf King envious.
"The tournament begins in twelve days." Before the start of the tournament, I should be able to break through to a Three-star Martial Ancestor.
Qin Feiyang muttered, turning to look at the Wolf King, and said helplessly, "I’m envious of you. You don’t just make gradual progress; when you *do* break through, your strength surges several stages at once. I’m really curious, what kind of wolf are you? How can you be so defiant of the natural order?"
"Hehe." The Wolf King smirked and said, "Let me tell you a secret. I, Brother Wolf, received enlightenment from a mysterious expert who told me that I’m a once-in-a-million-years Divine Wolf."
"Why don’t you go to hell?" Qin Feiyang rolled his eyes directly.
Right at this moment, Fatty tumbled in through the window.
Qin Feiyang asked, "Did you find out anything?"
The Wolf King also looked at him expectantly.
After leaving the ancient castle, he had Fatty go to the Treasure Pavilion to inquire whether they had any Martial Arts Technique the Wolf King could practice.
In the three days since, Fatty had been out and about, not returning even once.
Fatty glanced at the Wolf King and sighed, "There’s nothing at the Treasure Pavilion."
Disappointment filled the Wolf King’s eyes instantly.
Fatty added, "However, Master Fatty heard that the royal family seems to have a perfect Martial Arts Technique for cultivating savage beasts. I just don’t know if it’ll work for Brother Wolf."
The Wolf King said excitedly, "Then what are we waiting for? Let’s hurry and check it out."
"Hold it. We need to consider this carefully." Qin Feiyang held back the Wolf King, a thoughtful light glinting in his eyes.
"Yes, we really should discuss it in detail. Xia Qianqian hates us down to the bone. If she finds out, forget about the perfect Martial Arts Technique; we’ll probably have difficulty even getting through the palace gates," Fatty said nervously, sweeping a glance around the room and asking in surprise, "Hasn’t Lu Hong returned?"
"Hmm." Qin Feiyang nodded.
"Three days have passed, what’s she up to?" Fatty frowned.
Speak of the devil, Lu Hong, looking ragged and travel-weary, pushed through the door and entered.
Fatty immediately moved closer and asked, "How many herbs did you get?"
"I traveled with Jiang Zhengyi to several major cities, and we had a pretty good haul, but my cut was just a few hundred plants." Lu Hong produced a Qiankun Bag and handed it to Fatty.
After carefully examining its contents, Fatty said to Qin Feiyang, "We can only cobble together materials for two Potential Elixirs."
"That will do." Qin Feiyang smiled.
"Jiang Zhengyi getting seventy percent means he must have at least five Potential Elixirs’ worth of ingredients."
"It’s a real damn shame. If one of us were a War Emperor, he wouldn’t have had a chance at grabbing such a windfall," Fatty grumbled.
"We must learn to be content." Qin Feiyang clapped him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "The Wolf King and I are heading to the palace. You’ve all been working hard over the past few days. Stay here and get a good rest."
"Can you two handle it?" Fatty was a bit worried.
"Whether we can or not, we have to." Qin Feiyang’s eyes sparked with determination as he left the Phoenix Tower swiftly with the Wolf King.
King Pan City was also divided into four major districts. The royal family resided in East City.
By the time Qin Feiyang and the Wolf King made it to the palace gate, it was already midday.
"Qin Feiyang?" The two guards at the gate revealed a hostile look when they saw Qin Feiyang and the Wolf King. What are these two up to, coming to the palace?
Qin Feiyang cupped his hands and said, "Could you please inform King Pan that Qin Feiyang requests an audience?"
"Wait here for a moment." One of the guards turned and hurried into the palace.
Before long, the guard returned in a rush and said coldly, "Follow me."
Qin Feiyang paid no mind to his tone, followed the guard, and quickly arrived in front of the Golden Throne Hall.
"Go in yourself," the guard said dismissively before turning and leaving.
The Wolf King complained, "What’s the deal, do we owe him money?"
Qin Feiyang smiled and strode into the Golden Throne Hall. It was lavishly decorated, every corner exuding an air of opulence.
High above in the center, there was a throne made of gold that looked extremely domineering.
But Qin Feiyang could tell at a glance that it wasn’t a true Dragon Throne.
Because only one person in the entire land was qualified to sit on the Dragon Throne—his father, the emperor of the Great Qin Empire.
The throne before him was merely a Flood Dragon throne.
At that moment, King Pan was sitting on the Flood Dragon throne, clad in a golden robe and wearing a crown. He looked quite regal.
Qin Feiyang stood in the center of the hall, cupped his hands and said, "Greetings, King Pan."
King Pan asked, "What brings you here?" His tone wasn’t exactly friendly either. Especially when looking at the Wolf King, a trace of anger was clearly visible on his face.
The Wolf King said disconcertedly, "Stop looking at Brother Wolf like that. I didn’t take a single Gold Coin of your three hundred million."
"Hmm?" King Pan showed a puzzled expression.
Qin Feiyang, not wanting to waste words, smiled and said, "Junior has heard that Senior possesses a perfect Martial Arts Technique suitable for savage beasts. I was wondering if you might be willing to sell it to this junior?"
"Martial Arts Technique." King Pan glanced at the Wolf King, realization dawning on his face. He nodded and said, "Indeed, I do have such a Martial Arts Technique, and it would suit its cultivation. But I have no intention of selling it to you. Please leave!"
The Wolf King’s eyes instantly heated up.
Qin Feiyang said, "Any price is acceptable. Please reconsider, Senior." He had to act decisively; otherwise, if Xia Qianqian heard the news and rushed over, the matter would surely be ruined.
"Do I look like someone who needs money?"
"However, if you can agree to one condition of mine, forget selling it; I would even gift it to you." As King Pan spoke the last words, his eyes narrowed slightly, glinting with a strange light.