Tu Kongkong's Revelation

Niu Batian was stunned for a moment. He looked back and saw three familiar figures in the crowd.

His entire being surged with excitement.

He had originally thought he was the only one who had become a prisoner. He never expected that two of his grand-ancestors and Martial Aunt Yao Xiaoxiao were also here...

For a moment, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

He was happy that he wasn't alone, but sad that all three members of the Golden Generation had actually been kidnapped by Bai Mang.

He felt an inexplicable sense of anxiety.

Xu Xian naturally took the opportunity to back down, yet he feigned ignorance and asked with interest:

"You want to protect him? On what basis?"

Yao Xiaoxiao’s heterochromatic eyes were as cold as frost and snow. She said coldly, "He is a disciple of the Wendao Sword Sect, which means he is one of ours. Name your price; I will not haggle."

No one expected that the little girl who usually followed others around with a giggling smile would have such a domineering side.

Xu Xian pondered for a moment and said a single word.

"Deal!"

He then quoted his price,

"Then let it be ten stalks of immortal plants."

Hearing that it was only ten stalks, Yao Xiaoxiao agreed without a second thought.

Ten stalks? A quick stroll through the Baicao Garden would suffice.

Niu Batian, however, was not having it. He immediately jumped up in protest.

"No! Absolutely not! You can't give them to him!"

"Why?"

Niu Batian said with righteous indignation, "Speak with your conscience! Am I worth that much money? Ten stalks? He just opens his mouth and asks for that much? I don't agree..."

He was as plucky as ever.

Xu Xian felt helpless. How could this kid be so stubborn? It was a miracle he had lived this long.

He suppressed his impatience and asked, "Then what do you want?"

Niu Batian held up a single finger and said decisively, "One stalk. At most one stalk. If it's any more, I'd rather die!"

Xu Xian tilted his head. "Is your life not more important than money?"

Niu Batian scoffed with a hint of disdain. "Life is more important than money, but if it's ten stalks, I won't be able to pay it back even if I don't eat or drink for the rest of my life. In that case, I'd rather be dead. One stalk is manageable, but not a single bit more."

I see.

He was afraid he wouldn't be able to pay it back.

Yao Xiaoxiao hurriedly said, "You don't need to pay it back."

Niu Batian refused. "How can that be? If you borrow something, how can you not return it? Borrowing money and not returning it is no different from being a beast..."

Xu Xian: "Uh..."

Yao Xiaoxiao: "Uh..."

The surrounding creatures: "Uh..."

At this moment, only one thought crossed their minds: the disciples of the Wendao Sword Sect truly lived up to their reputation. Every single one of them was righteous to the point of being eerie.

Except for Xu Xian.

The little book spirit whispered in Xu Xian’s ear, "Master, I suspect he is insulting you?"

Xu Xian’s eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?"

The little book spirit said nothing, only staring at him with a knowing look. Everyone who knew him understood: Xu Xian never returned anything he borrowed.

Even with these people right now, he had told them he was just 'borrowing' them for a while.

Xu Xian grumbled inwardly.

That really was a foul insult.

Too lazy to argue with the boy, he simply agreed.

"Fine."

"As you wish."

He picked up his brush and wrote.

"Niu Batian, one stalk of immortal plants."

Niu Batian’s eyes darted around. It actually worked? That seemed alright.

He stopped talking and sat down obediently.

Then, he began to silently calculate how many merit points he would need to exchange for one stalk of immortal plants, how many Grade A missions he would have to complete, and how many part-time jobs he would need to take on.

On the other hand, the onlookers were dumbfounded, both inside and outside the Emperor's Tomb.

This actually worked?

Didn't she say she wouldn't haggle?

For a split second, they suddenly felt that the Bai Mang before them was a bit of a stranger.

Inside the Emperor's Tomb, things remained relatively calm.

Xu Xian had already resumed the tally, and everyone’s attention naturally shifted back.

However, the two little ones were whispering to each other.

Tu Kongkong said, "See? I told you this guy isn't bad. He’s actually quite easy to talk to..."

Xia Chuyi also began to doubt herself. "Hmm, he does seem somewhat reasonable..."

Yao Xiaoxiao remained silent.

She felt that something was very strange, but she couldn't put her finger on what it was.

As everyone knew,

The Wendao Sword Sect and the Demon Abyss had always been at odds. Logically, Bai Mang should have targeted the Wendao Sword Sect. How could he agree so easily?

Was it because he was truly afraid of Grand-Ancestor Lei?

Outside the Emperor's Tomb,

The thoughts of the saints were much the same as Yao Xiaoxiao’s.

He was being a bit too easy to talk to.

"What’s the situation? Does this kid have some connection to the Wendao Sword Sect?"

"Are the rumors false?"

"Who knows..."

"This boy’s behavior is erratic; it’s hard to guess his intentions."

On the small boat, the people who knew the truth were naturally not surprised. They commented casually.

"The favoritism is a bit too obvious."

"Indeed."

"Will they notice?"

"It’s hard to say..."

These saints and demon immortals were all old foxes who had lived for thousands of years. Any flaw in their eyes would be infinitely magnified.

It really was hard to say...

However, they didn't dwell on it too much. After all, it was just a small interlude.

Instead, Niu Batian’s stubbornness left a deep impression on them.

In the past,

The world did not know of him.

Now,

All of Fanzhou knew that the Wendao Sword Sect actually had a character like Niu Batian.

...

Inside the Emperor's Tomb,

The registration was nearing its end, and it was finally the turn of the three from the Wendao Sword Sect.

To make the act convincing,

Xu Xian followed the procedure.

First was Yao Xiaoxiao.

Xu Xian said, "I know you. You are the third-ranked of the Wendao Sword Sect’s Golden Generation, the Taiyin Immortal Body. Your ancestor is Yao Luochen, an eighth-rank alchemist. Your family is very wealthy."

Yao Xiaoxiao gave a silent response.

Xu Xian quoted his price. "I’ll take one hundred types of everything from you. Any problem?"

Yao Xiaoxiao gave a hum of affirmation, considering it an agreement.

Compared to Niu Batian, it was a lot,

But compared to the descendants of the Three Sects' saints or the bloodlines of the North Sea demon immortals, it was quite reasonable...

It could be considered cheap.

Naturally, there was no need to haggle.

Next, it was Tu Kongkong’s turn.

"Wendao Sword Sect, under the name of the Sword Ancestor, ranked twelfth, Tu Kongkong?"

"Yes," Tu Kongkong replied obediently.

"Studying under Xu Xian?"

"That’s right," Tu Kongkong continued to answer, but then she added out of nowhere, "My master has no money. He is very poor."

Xu Xian was stunned, his mind going blank for a moment.

Am I poor?

Tu Kongkong continued, "Don't ask my master for money anymore. Ask my mother instead. My mother has money..."

Xu Xian felt touched.

What a good disciple,

She really cares for her master.

Tu Sisi felt her heart go cold.

What a good daughter.

Is she pitting her own mother?

Those who knew the truth were gloating, waiting to see a good show.

Those who didn't know the truth were filled with anticipation. They really wanted to know who Tu Kongkong’s mother was and what her background was.

Xu Xian asked, feigning ignorance, "May I ask who your esteemed mother is?"

Tu Kongkong answered honestly.

"The Nine-Tailed Immortal Fox, the Tushan Immortal Fox, Tu Sisi."

As soon as the words were spoken, the entire area erupted in a commotion.

All eyes converged on her, their expressions filled with strange wonder and shock.

They were stunned.

The Wendao Sword Sect had actually recruited a demon?

This was unheard of.

Tu Sisi actually had a child?

Inconceivable.

Was it true or false?

Was she just bluffing?

Inside the Emperor's Tomb, the group of juniors were in an uproar, whispering frantically. Even Yao Xiaoxiao and Xia Chuyi’s mouths were shaped like an 'O'.

Clearly,

They hadn't known beforehand either.

She had hidden it so well.

Her background was immense.

Outside the Emperor's Tomb, the many experts were no exception.

They all turned their gazes toward Tu Sisi in unison...

They had originally thought she had come for some junior of her tribe.

Now it seemed,

There was a much deeper story here.

However, the expressions of the several saints from the Wendao Sword Sect remained unchanged. Even Ye Xianyu only whispered a single sentence.

"This silly child."

To blurt out such a huge secret just like that.

Only Li Qingshan was left in a daze, looking first at his master and then at his several martial uncles.

It seemed

Everyone else had already known.

Finally, he looked at Lu Yuan and said with some self-doubt, "You knew as well?"

Lu Yuan simply said one thing.

"It was obvious."

Li Qingshan: "..."

Li Qingshan: "So I’m the only one who didn't know?"

At this moment, he felt as if he had been completely isolated.