Chapter 90: Fawning Submission, Offering Women’s Wine
This time.
No one spoke of Fang Shu putting on airs or being hypocritical anymore. Even Qin Min merely felt Fang Shu was aloof and was displeased that he only greeted a few of the “lapdogs” in the dojo before not coming over.
The disciples who had been following Qin Min around, seeing that Fang Shu wasn’t coming over, hesitated and decided to go over to offer some protection for Fang Shu’s meditation.
However, after taking just a few steps, they vaguely sensed Qin Min’s gaze and immediately realized that things had been tense between Fang Shu and Qin Min recently.
This caused the few of them to look at each other speechlessly, feeling quite awkward and unsure of what to do.
Three quarters of an hour later, Fang Shu slowly opened his eyes from his meditative state, his gaze calm.
If he were merely recovering his qi and blood, he naturally wouldn’t need to spend so much time. But he seized the opportunity to ponder the Fire Blade Technique and incidentally refined the tendons and bones within his body.
In just two quarters of an hour, his cultivation progress had increased by another point, reaching “fifty-two percent”!
This unexpected confrontation with a Third Calamity Immortal not only tested the power of his Fire Blade Technique but also greatly exhilarated his spirit, boosting his confidence and increasing his aura, as if a steel knife had been sharpened.
What a pity… Fang Shu’s gaze flickered. He looked towards the location of Luo Dalang’s corpse and found that the corpse had already been collected and placed into a sackcloth bag. Only bloodstains remained on the ground, and the head had been reattached.
The physical body, precious blood, and other such things from a Third Calamity Immortal were very valuable goods. If sold, they could fetch at least fifty to sixty thousand.
Fang Shu mused in his heart.
However, he had slain the enemy in the marketplace. Even with backing, the other party had initiated the attack, and there were extenuating circumstances. The marketplace would not hand over the corpse to him.
Therefore, Fang Shu had also restrained himself earlier and had not allowed the Long Tongue Sword to consume Luo Dalang’s precious blood, to avoid causing unnecessary trouble later.
At this moment, a voice sounded, breaking Fang Shu’s thoughts: “Not bad. You truly did not disappoint this old woman.”
Turning his head, he saw the Dojo Master herself standing to his side. A faint smile of relief adorned her wrinkled, grey-haired face.
“Master.” Fang Shu immediately stood up and cupped his hands.
The Dojo Master instructed, “I will handle the rest of the matters, so you can rest assured and don’t worry about it.”
Besides the Dojo Master, there were also several black-uniformed and hatted marketplace cultivators from the Seven Fragrance Tower, questioning the portly merchant owner of the Seven Fragrance Tower, as well as the onlookers and patrons around.
So, after nodding to the Dojo Master, Fang Shu quietly waited to the side.
Before long, under the Dojo Master’s arrangement, Fang Shu briefly exchanged a few words with the black-uniformed and hatted individuals.
Today, the marketplace personnel finished their questioning and respectfully cupped their hands towards him, a stark contrast to the arrogant demeanor of the same black-uniformed and hatted individuals when they were buying property.
For Fang Shu, this matter was concluded. Someone else would inform him of the rest.
But just as Fang Shu was about to turn and leave, the Seven Fragrance Tower Master, who was still being questioned, suddenly apologized to the person in front of her, then hurried over with rapid steps, instructing the waiters around: “Quick, quick, quick!”
The person, carrying a large sum of Talisman Money, walked up to Fang Shu: “Immortal Fang Shu, you seem to have forgotten something.”
The Seven Fragrance Tower Master smiled charmingly. Although she was older, her demeanor was graceful, her charm full, and quite pleasing to the eye. She possessed an air of shrewdness and capability, making her more radiant and captivating than her daughters beside her.
At this moment, her daughters were also acting coquettishly, their eyes twinkling, and they bowed in unison towards Fang Shu:
“Greetings, Immortal Fang Shu!”
Fang Shu calmly accepted their bows, showing no intention of avoiding them, and merely asked, “Is there something?”
The Seven Fragrance Tower Master nodded quickly. She nudged Xiang Xing Wu in front of her, who also smiled charmingly, though her eyes darted away nervously. She lowered her head and presented a tray.
“This is our tower’s Peach Blossom Precious Brew, aged for twenty to thirty years, also known as Daughter’s Red. The materials used before bottling are precious peaches. This jar alone is worth over fifty thousand Talisman Money.”
The Seven Fragrance Tower Master continued with a charming smile: “We wish to present this Peach Blossom Precious Brew to Immortal Fang Shu as a congratulatory gift for your victory and splendid display of skill today!”
Fang Shu appraised her with a half-smile, not taking the Peach Blossom Precious Brew, and waited for her to continue.
As expected, the Seven Fragrance Tower Master then whispered, “This is merely a token of appreciation. I have another humble request, hoping Immortal Fang Shu can accept our tower’s invitation for tribute, and from now on, we will send money, provisions, medicinal herbs, and other items monthly, yearly, and during festivals.”
Seeing that Fang Shu showed no sign of interest, she gritted her teeth and glanced at Xiang Xing Wu in front of her: “My few unworthy daughters are also willing to sweep for Immortal Fang Shu.”
Upon hearing this, Xiang Xing Wu’s face immediately turned pale, and her body trembled. Not only her, but her sisters’ expressions also changed.
From being potential benefactors or companions for investment, to sweeping and serving maids, and even maids for warming the bed.
The difference between these two extremes was like heaven and earth, and could even be described as “obsequious flattery.”
As they spoke, though the Seven Fragrance Tower Master’s voice was low, it reached the ears of those around.
The Dojo Master paid no attention to such trivial matters, but the other disciples of the Du Gu Guan shifted their gaze to Xiang Xing Wu and the other women, whispering amongst themselves.
These gazes made Xiang Xing Wu wish she could disappear into the ground. She was filled with shame and indignation, but she dared not speak. After all, it was her mother speaking, and in front of them stood an elite of the dojo who had just slain a Third Calamity Human Immortal.
Among the onlookers and the black-uniformed and hatted individuals, they heard the conversation and squinted at the Seven Fragrance Tower Master.
Some sneered disdainfully, while others muttered, “This woman indeed has some skill to be so willing to do business. No wonder she single-handedly built such a large family business.”
Especially among some of the merchants, they not only did not scorn the Seven Fragrance Tower Master’s act of offering treasures and daughters, but rather admired and envied her.
However, Fang Shu appraised the Seven Fragrance Tower Master, waiting for her to finish speaking. After a pause of two breaths, he chuckled and said:
“Since it is a humble request, then Tower Master should abandon it.”
As he spoke, he merely glanced at the so-called “Daughter’s Red” and did not even look at Xiang Xing Wu and the other maidens of varying beauty. Then, he nodded and turned to walk out of the building.
Fang Shu’s decisive action left the onlookers even more amazed.
“Hey, wait up, you guys.” Li Hou Er and the others were still admiring the precious medicine and beauties. Seeing him suddenly move, they quickly followed.
Some merchants and patrons in the tower who were watching let out loud sneers, and sighs of regret also arose.
Someone muttered, “They can’t reach him now.”
Suddenly, Xiang Xing Wu heard this sentence, and her heart felt an unprecedented complexity of emotions.
The Seven Fragrance Tower Master herself also froze, biting her full lips, her expression somewhat stiff, and waves of regret surged in her heart.
She suddenly remembered the matter of buying the house, deeply regretting:
“If I had known today, why did I buy a house and prepare a dowry back then! Whether it was lending money, giving money, or buying another house in the same courtyard as this person, there would have been much to connect us.”
With this thought, the Seven Fragrance Tower Master bit her lip tightly, feeling that she had learned her lesson.
She quickly snatched the wine jar from Xiang Xing Wu’s hand, shoved the dazed girl aside, and then hurried forward, her body swaying, to catch up to Fang Shu and present the precious wine.
This old woman doesn’t seek tribute, only to present a congratulatory gift. This time, it should be accepted, right!
But in the next moment, someone in black uniforms and hats stopped the Seven Fragrance Tower Master and reprimanded, “What are you running for? Are you trying to flee from justice?”
The Seven Fragrance Tower Master quickly tried to explain, but she keenly noticed that the gazes of these people were subtly fixed on the wine jar in her hand, and their expressions were a bit more arrogant than before.
Even more disconcerting for the Seven Fragrance Tower Master was that the marketplace manager and the Dojo Master beside them were conversing with displeased expressions, and the two sackcloth bags containing the corpses had been opened.
Two human skins were seen falling from the faces of the corpses, revealing the distinct faces of “Luo Dalang” and “Luo Erlang.”
The Seven Fragrance Tower Master was stunned.
“No, no! What’s going on…” With a thud, the portly merchant owner next door saw this, instantly understood something, and was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.
The Seven Fragrance Tower Master finally understood: “There is indeed great strangeness surrounding the assistance in this fight today!”
Immediately, her expression became very awkward.
If the matter of assisting in the fight was strange, then the Seven Fragrance Tower, which had agreed to this and sought out the Du Gu Guan, naturally also carried a lot of strangeness and suspicion.
The Seven Fragrance Tower Master’s face paled slightly. She realized that the jar of wine she held today might not only fail to be delivered but would also cost her dearly.
A sense of absurd “one wrong step, all steps wrong” rose in the heart of this married woman, causing her to feel panicked and helpless, yet she could only force a smile.
On the other side.
Fang Shu returned to the dojo.
After apologizing to his fellow disciples, he entered the quiet room and took the opportunity to cultivate, continuing to digest his gains and forge ahead courageously!
