Lin Bai returned to the Tang Family and rested for a mont, and by then it was nearly sunset.
When he went out and saw that Ban Ye and the Fatty still hadn’t co back, he figured they were probably still in the Fighting Arena getting ready to collect their rits. After all, with several hundred million rits on the line, the Fighting Arena couldn’t possibly be careless.
Lin Bai walked out of the Tang Family, entered a certain dark alley outside the Celestial Immortal Tower, put on the Mask, wrapped himself in a black robe, and headed toward the Celestial Immortal Tower.
Arriving before the Celestial Immortal Tower, Lin Bai was surprised to discover that now, outside the Celestial Immortal Tower, there stood one Soldier after another clad in silver armor, guarding the place so that no Warrior could get close.
From a distance, Lin Bai could see that on the Battle Armor of these armored Warriors, the words "Houtu City, Wang Family" were carved across their chests. Clearly this group of armored Warriors all ca from Houtu City.
"The Young Lord of Houtu City really spends lavishly!"
"With a wave of his hand he’s booked out the entire Celestial Immortal Tower!"
"Tsk tsk, to book the Celestial Immortal Tower for a night must cost at least several million rits!"
"Having money is great!"
Walking amid the Crowd, Lin Bai kept hearing the surrounding Warriors cast envious gazes toward the Celestial Immortal Tower.
All the way over, Lin Bai more or less figured it out: tonight, the Celestial Immortal Tower seed to have been completely booked by that Young City Lord of Houtu City!
Lin Bai squeezed past the Crowd and ca to the main gate of the Celestial Immortal Tower, then walked straight up.
One burly Middle-aged Man in Battle Armor saw Lin Bai and walked over with a smile, saying, "Sword Demon Sir, the Young City Lord has been waiting for a long ti. Please, co with !"
Lin Bai nodded slightly, not saying much.
The armored man led Lin Bai into the Celestial Immortal Tower.
Inside the Celestial Immortal Tower, it was all singing and dancing, with an alluring perfu thick in the air.
Young dancers one after another were performing graceful, seductive dances inside the Celestial Immortal Tower; each one a peerless beauty, with lithe, curvy figures.
Off to the side were musicians proficient with various instrunts, playing lodies like a wonderful thod of the mortal world.
Lin Bai stepped into the Celestial Immortal Tower and let his gaze sweep around!
"Good! That beauty dances well—co here, young master will reward you!" On the Third Floor of the Celestial Immortal Tower, a foppish Disciple sat surrounded by beauties, laughing loudly as he spoke.
Around this foppish Disciple were more than a dozen beauties clustered close; so peeling grapes for him, so massaging his legs, so brewing wine for him...
What a life like an Immortal!
The armored man led Lin Bai over, cupped his fists, and said, "Young City Lord, the Sword Demon is here!"
That foppish Disciple was He Ran the Young City Lord of Houtu City, nad Wang Qian.
Wang Qian had no ti to bother with Lin Bai; his Eyes were fixed on the dancers twisting and spinning in midair. He casually waved his hand and said, "Sit, sit!"
The armored man nodded slightly, guided Lin Bai to a seat, then turned and left.
After Lin Bai sat down, he imdiately felt a sharp gaze fixed on him.
Lin Bai raised his head, following that gaze, and saw not far behind Wang Qian, a Middle-aged Man in a black robe, his Eyes sharp as a hawk, staring right at him!
After their eyes t in midair, both of them revealed a faint smile.
"This man is an expert!" Lin Bai glanced at him and muttered in his heart.
This man was He Ran the Undefeated General of the Houtu City Fighting Arena, nad Jiang Yang!
And Jiang Yang had another identity: he was also Wang Qian’s personal Guardian!
When a breathtaking performance of song and dance ended, Wang Qian stood up drunkenly, clapping with a fascinated expression as he said, "Good, good, good, that dance was truly beautiful!"
After a round of praise, Wang Qian sat back down into the arms of the dozen beauties.
Only then did Wang Qian turn his gaze to Lin Bai, smiling as he said, "Sword Demon!"
Lin Bai cupped his fists and said, "Young City Lord Wang Qian!"
Wang Qian laughed and said, "Sword Demon, tonight in the Celestial Immortal Tower, eat whatever you want, drink whatever you want!"
Lin Bai shook his head and said, "No need. Young City Lord Wang Qian, let’s talk business. I don’t know why the Young City Lord wanted to see ?"
Wang Qian paused, then said, "Since Sword Demon brother is so straightforward, I’ll just lay it all out..."
"I, this Son of Prince, appreciate you very much. If you’re willing to co to Houtu City and serve my Wang Family, my Wang Family can promise you one million rits every month. As for other conditions, we can discuss them slowly!"
"Whatever you want, my Wang Family will give it!"
"Whatever Black Water City can give you, my Houtu City can give you ten tis!"
"If you want rits, my Wang Family will give you rits!"
"If you want beauties, my Wang Family will send you a hundred beauties every month!"
"As long as you speak, we can negotiate!"
Wang Qian hugged the beauties in his arms, smiling as he spoke to Lin Bai.
He looked every bit the image of a man dripping in wealth.
Lin Bai’s Eyes flashed as he said softly, "I don’t have much interest in rits or beauties, but if the Young City Lord truly wants to win over..."
"I have a request."
Wang Qian laughed and said, "Having a request is good. Having a request ans we have grounds for cooperation. The most troubleso are those people who don’t want money, don’t want beauties, don’t want power, empty of all four—they’re the most annoying!"
"Sword Demon brother, speak freely!"
Hearing that Lin Bai had a request, Wang Qian was imdiately delighted.
Lin Bai said, "I’ve heard that the Wang Family has an ancestral Cultivation Skill called ’Houtu Divine Thunder Skill’?"
Wang Qian laughed and said, "Yes, that’s true. It’s a Cultivation Skill passed down from our Ancestor. Although not many Warriors of the Wang Family cultivate it, according to the Ancestor’s instructions, this Cultivation Skill is still the treasure that holds down our Wang Family..."
"Sword Demon brother, what is your aning by this?"
Wang Qian was stunned, then his expression turned slightly cold as he asked.
Lin Bai said, "I’m especially interested in this Cultivation Skill. I wonder if the Wang Family can pass it on to ?"
Wang Qian imdiately said, "Impossible! This is the treasure that holds down my Wang Family. Even if our Wang Family Disciples don’t cultivate it, we would never hand it over to an outsider to cultivate!"
"This matter is not to be ntioned again. The Wang Family will not agree!"
"Aside from this, the Wang Family can agree to any other request you have!"
"Sword Demon brother, think of so other request!"
Wang Qian’s expression was firm.
Lin Bai could also see that Wang Qian didn’t seem to be brushing him off; he truly could not hand over the Houtu Divine Thunder Skill!
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