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Chapter 211 - 0208: You Stare at Me and I Feel Uncomfortable

Chapter 211: Chapter 0208: You Stare at Me and I Feel Uncomfortable

In the hall, a noblewoman, still full of charm, was crying with her face covered, "Husband, Jiu Er has been frail since childhood and can’t withstand such a fright. We must rescue her quickly."

Mr. Huang looked grim. Even with his profound cultivation, he was deeply troubled by the situation.

"You women only know how to cry. If crying was useful, why would I spend so much money hiring all these experts? Jiu Er is the apple of my eye; how could I not rescue her?" Mr. Huang was most annoyed by women sobbing, which made him quite irritable.

A middle-aged man sitting below said, "Mr. Huang, the price you’re offering is really low. It’s said that the Thirteen Great Thieves are thirteen individuals, each a skilled cultivator. Breaking it down, it’s just over twenty thousand Spirit Stones per thief. Even if you searched the world, no one would take it for such a price."

"Moreover, a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator went before, only to be killed, which clearly shows the skill level of the Thirteen Great Thieves."

Mr. Huang pondered, gripping the chair armrest, indecisive. Thirty thousand Spirit Stones were no small amount and could be considered a fortune.

Damn those Thirteen Great Thieves. The Huang Family never antagonized you, yet you kidnapped my daughter. You truly are beasts.

The middle-aged man, seeing Mr. Huang still undecided, continued, "As far as I know, the Thirteen Great Thieves practice the Desire Technique, an evil and overbearing cultivation technique that can drain all the Yin Essence from an opponent. Your dear daughter, possessing the Xuanyin Body, is a great supplement for them. If she’s used as a Furnace Tripod by them, the consequences are unimaginable."

"Moreover, if they intend to cultivate an inexhaustible source of Yin Essence, they might plant new life in your daughter. After all, ancient records state that women with Xuanyin Bodies often have offspring with the same body."

"So..."

"Enough." Mr. Huang, sweating profusely, interrupted. The more he heard, the more vividly the images formed in his mind.

He dared not imagine it.

If what the man said is true.

How terrifying that would be.

"Tell me, how much do you want?" Mr. Huang asked.

The middle-aged man said, "One million Spirit Stones plus a low-grade Spiritual Artifact."

"This is robbery." Mr. Huang jumped up in shock upon hearing the demand for one million Spirit Stones, his eyes wide as if they might pop out. What a million Spirit Stones means; it would drain a third of his household wealth.

Beside him, the woman said, "Husband, Jiu Er’s life is what matters most. We only have this one daughter. If anything happens to Jiu Er, I won’t live either."

Mr. Huang’s head was about to explode from all the noise.

"Fine, one million Spirit Stones it is, but you must rescue my daughter first. Only then will I pay you," Mr. Huang said.

A daughter is a father’s little sweetheart, especially when born in his old age and spoiled greatly.

If anything happened because of being stingy with Spirit Stones, he’d regret it for life.

The middle-aged man said, "Mr. Huang, your demand is excessive. I am facing the Thirteen Great Thieves. If I go and lose my life, will it be for nothing for the Huang Mansion?"

"Therefore, my demand isn’t high. Pay an advance of fifty thousand Spirit Stones as compensation."

Mr. Huang said, "That’s impossible. Who knows if you’ll just take the Spirit Stones and run? Such things can happen. I promise you, as long as you can save my daughter, one million Spirit Stones and a low-grade Spiritual Artifact will be given to you. If you meet an untimely fate, I can give fifty thousand Spirit Stones to your family."

"Ah!" The middle-aged man stood up, "It seems Mr. Huang doesn’t really want to save your dear daughter. If that’s the case, please find someone else. But I doubt anyone else would take it."

The woman beside him said, "Husband, just pay him first. Jiu Er’s safety is paramount. As you delay here, who knows what torment Jiu Er is enduring? How pitiful she is to have a father like you unwilling to spare some Spirit Stones."

Adding fuel to the fire was essential.

At this moment, with the woman’s worry for her daughter’s safety, Spirit Stones were the last of her concerns.

All she wanted now was for her daughter’s safety.

The middle-aged man was very pleased with the woman.

If she were his wife, he’d slap her.

But as Mr. Huang’s wife, he applauded. Such a wife was indeed a blessing for the Huang Family.

By now, Mr. Huang was completely at a loss.

Urged on by his wife.

He was naturally quite anxious.

Just as he was about to agree, the butler rushed in.

"Master, another cultivator has arrived."

Before he could finish speaking.

Lin Fan entered with a crazed old man, who kept babbling all the way.

"Dad, this house is so big."

"Dad, I just saw a fish pond with fish swimming inside."

To the crazed old man, it was like entering a Grand View Garden; everything seemed novel to him.

This strange combination drew many surprised looks.

"Mr. Huang, I just heard you raised the reward to one million Spirit Stones plus a low-grade Spiritual Artifact?" As Lin Fan entered the hall, he saw Mr. Huang standing there with a worried expression.

And the middle-aged man who had been bargaining with Mr. Huang.

Mr. Huang asked, "That’s right, but who might you be, fellow Daoist?"

Lin Fan said, "Just passing by, I heard the Huang Family was in trouble. A ten-year-old daughter kidnapped by those damn Thirteen Great Thieves. Such acts invite the wrath of heaven and man couldn’t stand it."

"I don’t have many virtues, but I love to act chivalrously."

"Leave this matter to me."

He patted his chest confidently.

The middle-aged man, hearing Lin Fan’s words, seemed a bit displeased and said, "Fellow Daoist, the Thirteen Great Thieves are no ordinary fame. If you go with just two people, I’m not looking down on you, but you might lose your life there."

Lin Fan replied, "Whether it’s undeserved fame, only a meeting and a fight will reveal."

Then he turned to Mr. Huang, "Mr. Huang, leave this to me. No advance payment is needed. Pay the reward once your daughter is saved."

The middle-aged man looked between Lin Fan and the eccentric old man, who seemed unreliable.

Or perhaps just here for laughs.

"Mr. Huang, this is your last chance. When hiring, choose someone reliable."

"Do you think they can save your daughter?"

"If you keep delaying."

"It might be too late even if you regret it later."

The middle-aged man made the situation seem quite dire.

Intentionally scaring Mr. Huang.

As expected.

Mr. Huang, hearing the man’s words, couldn’t help but feel anxious as if the man’s words were true.

Just then.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "What’s so difficult about this? We’ll go together, and whoever brings her back will get the reward. There’s no need to complicate things. There are thirteen of them, and you can’t handle it alone. Wouldn’t it be better to share the burden?"

"Yet you always want to act alone."

"Do you have some unspeakable secret?"

The middle-aged man angrily said, "Fellow Daoist, your accusations are quite excessive."

"Please don’t quarrel. This fellow Daoist has a point. Whoever saves her will be rewarded. Isn’t that a good plan?" Mr. Huang’s eyes brightened, realizing the logic was indeed a good solution.

Lin Fan maintained calmness, showing no panic.

He could tell anyone.

His involvement in this matter wasn’t for the reward; a mere million Spirit Stones meant nothing.

If said before, it would definitely seem pretentious.

But now, with millions of Spirit Stones, he was entitled to say so.

He felt that as a disciple of the Immortal Dao Sect, he should act chivalrously, see injustice, shout out, slay these scourges, and hopefully, heaven would reward him with some treasures.

Just a token effort.

No other motivations.

The middle-aged man said, "Fine, since that’s the case, let’s do as you suggest. I already know where the Thirteen Great Thieves are."

"Let’s depart now, to avoid being late."

Mr. Huang said, "Then I’ll leave everything to you. As long as my daughter is saved, I’ll reward you heavily."

"Son, come on." Lin Fan beckoned. The crazed old man was curiously fondling a stone sculpture, but obediently followed upon hearing his father’s call.

Outside the city.

"Fellow Daoist, when we encounter the Thirteen Great Thieves, I may not be able to look after you. Understand, this isn’t a good task, and it can cost lives."

"Cultivation isn’t easy, especially with an untrainable son, why not find a nice place to settle him into retirement instead of getting involved in this?"

The middle-aged man’s tone wasn’t pleasant.

Though not overly sinister, it carried a hint of malice.

"As cultivators, we act chivalrously. Faced with this, how can we stand by while those damn Thirteen Great Thieves don’t even spare a ten-year-old girl? Are they even human?"

"They’re worse than pigs and dogs, rotten to the core."

"Even if their ancestors’ graves were robbed, it wouldn’t be too much."

Lin Fan angrily ranted, his words venomous, leaving no word unscathed against the Thirteen Great Thieves.

The eccentric old man said, "Dad’s right; hurting a little girl is an evil deed."

The middle-aged man’s face turned sullen, speaking no more.

Gradually.

For the middle-aged man, he sensed something amiss in the atmosphere.

Walking ahead, he constantly felt a piercing gaze from behind.

Turning back.

Lin Fan blinked, glancing around, yet as he turned, that gaze pierced once more.

Making him feel uncomfortable all over.

Cultivating to such a realm made one sensitive to foreign gazes.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" The middle-aged man asked.

Lin Fan replied, "I’m not staring at you; just looking around. You’re familiar with this place. When do we reach where the Thirteen Great Thieves hide?"

"Meeting these guys, they have to be cut to pieces."

The middle-aged man said, expressionless, "Soon, it’s just ahead."