I Don't Agree to the Terms
Chapter 394 - 223: What? There are actually remnants daring to show up?

Chapter 394: Chapter 223: What? There are actually remnants daring to show up?

Guan Ting watched Gu Shanhai with a rigid expression on his face, not expecting the other party to be so shameless, apparently ready to bleed him dry.

It turned out to be a case of trying to steal a chicken only to end up losing the rice.

Seeing this, he could only first beautify his thoughts and lay them all out, followed by a bunch of pitiful tales of the kind implying he had an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child to take care of, hoping to evoke some sympathy.

"Alas, look how miserable your life is." Gu Shanhai sighed, and Guan Ting took heart at this, thinking his act was working.

But before he could enjoy his satisfaction for two minutes, Gu Shanhai abruptly changed his tune, "You could tell me where your so-called mother and son are, and I’d make a trip to take care of them for you, to ease your burden. This way, you won’t have any trouble giving me half your fortune."

Hearing this, Guan Ting felt the hairs on his back stand on end. Was this really a disciple from the Great Mahayana Xuanzhen Sect? It didn’t seem very righteous at all.

"I... I..." Guan Ting was at a loss for words, stunned by Gu Shanhai’s unpredictable approach that seemed to spare no one, including himself.

"That’s right, I’m not sparing you either. Tell me how much you are willing to pay to save your life," said Gu Shanhai, seeing right through him.

"Elder, I was wrong~" he conceded further, having previously thought of deceiving Gu Shanhai, now genuinely too scared to try.

"I’m really curious, you as a Purple Mansion Stage, actually dare to hoodwink someone at the Spirit Origin Stage like me, and right at the doorstep of the Great Mahayana Xuanzhen Sect no less. Aren’t you afraid of being beaten to death?" Gu Shanhai asked with genuine curiosity.

Guan Ting replied awkwardly, "I didn’t recognize Elder’s realm..."

"And you still dared? Are you not afraid of running into a Supreme Elder who could scatter your ashes on the spot?" Gu Shanhai was equally shocked; not recognizing someone’s realm and still brazenly taking risks was bold.

In the Xuanzhen Realm, someone at a higher stage could see through the stage of those beneath them, just as Gu Shanhai could tell that Guan Ting was at the Purple Mansion Stage with a glance.

"Well... I took a gamble," Guan Ting murmured more and more quietly.

"Shhh! That’s betting with your life," Gu Shanhai drew in a cold breath, having never before encountered someone who valued money over their own life. Then he continued to ask, "So how many times have you done this?"

"The first... second... about ten times," Guan Ting instinctively wanted to claim he was a first-time offender, but after seeing Gu Shanhai’s gaze, he honestly reported the number.

"Twenty-odd times, and you have yet to be beaten to death; you’re quite capable," remarked Gu Shanhai.

Guan Ting’s face turned slightly uglier at this, but considering his life was in the hands of another, who was still willing to chat with him, it meant he wasn’t too concerned; otherwise, he would have been dead by now.

"I’m flattered, flattered; it’s all luck," Guan Ting quickly adjusted his facial expression and hurriedly put on a smile to placate.

"If you had succeeded once, that might be credited to luck. But having succeeded twenty-odd times can’t be put down to luck," Gu Shanhai’s tone held a hint of mockery; the man was clearly a con artist. Had he not encountered Gu Shanhai, he might well have tricked a rookie cultivator.

He indeed had some skill, particularly in estimating ages, able to clearly identify cultivators under a hundred years old to target for his scams.

In the ordinary world, a hundred years would qualify as old age, but in the Xuanji Realm, reaching the Purple Mansion Stage before a hundred was considered prodigious, the realm of the young elites.

"What kind of scams have you pulled, and who have you tricked?" Gu Shanhai asked.

"Not many, just one or two... about ten kinds, and I mostly tricked, ahem, Sect Disciples," Guan Ting gritted his teeth and told the truth, mainly because Gu Shanhai’s scrutinizing gaze was too intimidating, as if contemplating dissecting him.

"You have some skill to have amassed quite a fortune," Gu Shanhai assessed, recognizing talent when he saw it, or else Guan Ting would have been long dead.

Guan Ting thought Gu Shanhai was implying something else, so he hastily pulled out the resources he had earned.

But before he could say a word, Gu Shanhai said, "Alright, put your things away. I have a good opportunity for you, would you like to take it?"

"Of course, of course," Guan Ting replied with a pained look on his face; surely this wasn’t about becoming a servant.

"Take this token and go find the keeper of the Great Mahayana Xuanzhen Sect. Have him arrange a lecturer position for you. You’ll teach those disciples about scamming techniques, anti-fraud knowledge, and some experience. You’re a capable kid, so I’ll give you a hand. Anyone else would have pulverized you into dust," Gu Shanhai said with a smile.

At this, Guan Ting was stunned. What was this about getting into the Great Mahayana Xuanzhen Sect?

"What? You don’t want to go?" Gu Shanhai asked again.

"Eager to, eager to; thank you, Elder, for your patronage, thank you so much," Guan Ting was ecstatic, feeling he had clung to a powerful thigh. While it wasn’t truly joining the Great Mahayana Xuanzhen Sect, it was still like wearing a tiger’s skin by association.

"Remember, once you’re there, don’t take what you shouldn’t, and don’t touch what you shouldn’t. Otherwise, someone will deal with you," Gu Shanhai warned.

Guan Ting was no fool; just being able to infiltrate was already quite the accomplishment.

"I will heed Elder’s instructions!" Guan Ting certainly had to show his stance.

"Go on then," Gu Shanhai waved his hand, signaling him to scram.

He had also realized something: the atmosphere inside the Great Mahayana Xuanzhen Sect was good, but it created a situation akin to spoiling, resulting in disciples who appeared naive once they left the mountain. They might not lack fighting ability, but they were deficient in corresponding experience, like being susceptible to scams and pitfalls once they stepped outside.

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