jdhmnovel Chapter 120 Farewell? Money Making!
Chapter 120 Farewell? Money Making!
Kongming's sharp gaze instantly sent a chill down Steward Xu's spine.
He has been cultivating Taoism for nearly four hundred years, so his eyesight is naturally very sharp. Judging from Kongming's bone age, it is definitely no more than forty.
Reaching the Golden Core stage after thirty years of cultivation—how terrifying is that?
They were even more outstanding than the scions of those ancient and aristocratic families.
You should know that the geniuses of those ancient aristocratic families have both abundant resources and advanced cultivation techniques. Those who can form a Golden Core within sixty years can be considered the cream of the crop.
If Steward Xu knew that Kongming had only been cultivating Taoism for about ten years, I wonder what his expression would be.
A sense of powerless frustration prevented Manager Xu from getting angry.
"I am willing to offer six million gold coins; please forgive my blindness!"
As he spoke, he took out six million gold coins from his storage bag and handed them to Kongming.
Seeing that the man had yielded, Kongming did not reach out to take it.
"I'm the kind of person who repays kindness tenfold. You've behaved yourself well this past month, so keep the three million!"
Kongming shook his feather fan. He didn't mind letting this person taste a little sweetness. After all, he had already fought, vented his anger, and established his authority. He couldn't push this person too far.
If someone is stubborn and this gets back to the ears of the City Lord of Kousheng City, things will really get complicated.
After all, the background of everything Kongming had was actually just a mirage.
And then there are the things Sima Xun'er and Liu Mengli did to him. If that got out, he'd be dead hundreds of times over, even though he was the victim...
Upon hearing this, Steward Xu looked puzzled, but then, without further ado, he took back the three million gold coins.
This trip netted him a profit of two million, which is no small sum.
"Thank you for your generosity, fellow Daoist. If you need any help in this Holy City, just let me know!"
Before he knew it, Steward Xu had started addressing Kongming as "fellow Daoist," since strength was the fundamental factor that determined everything.
Only when you have the ability will others place you on the same level.
Otherwise, you won't even have the right to negotiate.
Kongming smiled slightly and gently waved his feather fan. His smile contained both his appreciation for Chief Steward Xu's tact and his detached understanding of the ways of the world.
"Steward Xu is a reasonable man. Also, remember that you must not ask any more questions about Fairy Xun'er, lest you bring trouble upon yourself!"
"Thank you for the reminder, fellow Daoist. This matter will remain a secret in my heart!"
Steward Xu naturally knew that this matter should not be spoken carelessly, but he was even more certain that Kongming must have had some unknown affair with that fairy from the Sima family.
Afterwards, Kongming called Zhao Yun and they left the Yunyin Inn, heading straight to the encampment of the three major sects of the Yuan Kingdom.
The three elders were understandably nervous when Kongming personally came to their door.
"Young Brother Zhuge, what brings you here?"
The elder surnamed Feng from the Great Yuan immediately came forward, his face full of politeness.
Kongming waved his feather fan, glanced at the group, and said, "Go and summon the other three kingdoms' elders."
Upon hearing this, the three elders of the Great Yuan Dynasty stiffened, secretly lamenting their predicament and suspecting that Kongming's purpose in coming here was to exploit them once again.
After all, this whole thing was caused by their Great Yuan Dynasty. If the other three countries are extorted again, they will probably all come to their Great Yuan Dynasty to recover their losses.
"Brother Zhuge, we really are out of money. I had to scrape together all the gold coins we had before!"
"Fellow Daoist Feng, I think you've misunderstood. I've come to say goodbye to everyone! Thank you for your previous generosity!" Kongming said with a slight smile.
Elder Feng narrowed his eyes, seemingly trying to determine the veracity of what Kongming had said, but he still sent someone to invite the elders from the other three kingdoms.
Before long, all twelve Golden Core elders from the four kingdoms had arrived.
Kongming waved his feather fan, revealing his aura as a Golden Core cultivator.
The elders were all taken aback when they suddenly sensed the change in Kongming's aura.
"Brother Zhuge, you...you've broken through to the Golden Core stage?"
Kongming flicked his feather fan and laughed, "A lucky breakthrough!"
Elder Feng's eyes narrowed as he asked, "May I ask how old Brother Zhuge is this year?"
"Haha... I've wasted over forty years of my life, so I hope you gentlemen will take good care of me in the future!"
Kongming chuckled and began to speak.
According to his estimation, he was only around thirty years old at this time, since he didn't know his age when he transmigrated.
However, it would be too astonishing to say that someone in their thirties would break through to the Golden Core stage.
But when everyone heard this, they all gasped in shock.
To break through to the Golden Core stage at around forty years old is definitely the mark of a prodigy nurtured by a top-tier power.
Kongming's identity is beyond doubt.
Elder Feng from the Yuan Kingdom gritted his teeth and took out 200,000 gold notes from his storage bag, handing them to Kongming.
"Brother Zhuge, it's great to have become one of us at such a young age. This is just a small token of my appreciation!"
"Hahaha... Fellow Daoist Feng, you're too kind!"
Kongming smiled and subtly winked at Zhao Yun. Upon seeing this, the latter immediately took the gold note from Kongming.
Seeing this, the others gritted their teeth in hatred.
Those cultivators from the Great Yuan Dynasty are really inhuman. They only bring us gifts after calling us over. Isn't that just plain blatant treachery?
have no choice……
The other elders followed suit...
"Haha... Fellow Daoists, you're too kind! I really didn't come here with that intention!" Kongming explained with a smile.
"Uh! Fellow Daoist Zhuge has achieved a breakthrough, how can we not express our gratitude!" An elder from the Tang Dynasty simply started to flatter him, after all, he had already spent money, so he had to at least say something nice!
"Then I won't stand on ceremony. Thank you all, fellow Daoists. I've come today for two reasons: first, to bid you farewell, and second, to ask that you elders send a message back to ensure that my secret is kept!"
Kongming gave an ambiguous answer.
In truth, he has no secrets whatsoever. If he does have one, it's that he's using the prestige of an ancient, powerful family to his advantage.
But to these people, it took on a different meaning.
Everyone thought that Kongming was being discreet and unwilling to reveal his identity.
"Please rest assured, Fellow Daoist Zhuge, this information is only known to us, the higher-ups of our sect, and we believe it will not be leaked."
"Hmm!"
Kongming nodded in satisfaction. After all, these false identities would be exposed as soon as one member of an ancient aristocratic family stepped forward.
Therefore, he absolutely could not allow these things to spread too far, because if the ancient aristocratic families found out, then they would be doomed.
"Fellow Daoist Zhuge, you must be preparing to come to my Great Tang for training! My Chiyang Sect would be more than happy to welcome you!" said the elder of the Great Tang Chiyang Sect.
He secretly plotted how to befriend Kongming.
In the past, the three major sects of each country were all high and mighty, so why would they care about a rogue cultivator?
Now that Kongming's identity is mysterious, the treatment he enjoys is naturally different.
"Very well! I'll remember the Crimson Sun Sect!"
After exchanging pleasantries, Kongming and Zhao Yun got up and left.
Now that the dangers of the Death Desert have been resolved, it's time to put returning to Wolong Manor on the agenda.
I wonder how that dead pig is doing now...