Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 176 - 175: Coercive Buying and Selling (Bonus - 1)
Chapter 176: Chapter 175: Coercive Buying and Selling (Bonus Chapter 1)
Seeing the injured Little Paperman, Taoist Xia felt heartbreaking pain, and tears instantly fell.
He hadn’t anticipated that Little Paperman would be injured so severely by plucking the Nine Yang Grass, and it wasn’t because he was worried Yun Ran would blame him; he purely felt heartache.
"Do you hurt?"
Little Paperman just lay limp in his hand, unresponsive, and was so filthy that its original appearance was completely unrecognizable.
The joy of obtaining the Nine Yang Grass was completely overshadowed by the injury of Little Paperman.
He had no idea how to rescue Little Paperman and could only rush back, hoping Yun Ran could save the Little Paperman.
Yun Ran was in meditation, resting. Suddenly, her eyes snapped open - the Little Paperman accompanying Taoist Xia had met with an accident.
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This batch of Little Papermen had been tempered by Heavenly Thunder, specifically to counter evil spirits, and were immune to both water and fire, such as magma spewed from a volcano, which shouldn’t have been able to harm them.
Yun Ran calculated with her fingers and her eyebrows furrowed slightly. She truly hadn’t expected that in Yinghua Country, there would be a Flame Beast.
Before she was transported into this world, the only loss she ever suffered was at the hands of a Flame Beast.
The cultivation of Little Paperman came entirely from her; if she couldn’t defeat the Flame Beast, naturally Little Paperman couldn’t either.
Immediately, Yun Ran got out of bed, changed into more practical clothing, and headed out to meet Taoist Xia.
Right now, Taoist Xia was focused on hurrying back, wanting Yun Ran to figure out a way to save Little Paperman.
He didn’t realize that his rushed departure raised suspicions among others.
"Do you think that Brother Han rushed off like that because he’s found the Nine Yang Grass?"
"I think it’s very possible. We’ve all paid a big price for reliable information, and it was no small amount. Him leaving so easily, there must be something up."
"This isn’t very honorable. Weren’t we partners before? If he hoards it all for himself, isn’t that a bit too much?"
"What can we do about it? We can’t force him to share, right? This isn’t a situation where ’finders keepers’ applies. I’m still planning to wait for the volcano eruption to end before searching."
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Some people didn’t want to go home empty-handed after spending money, planning to wait nearby. Perhaps, after the volcano eruption, they’d have a better chance of finding the Nine Yang Grass.
But others were consumed by jealousy, wondering why, when everyone paid the same for the information, Han Dingqian, the nobody, had such good luck and so easily found it.
Although these people were not Evil Cultivators, to say they were all upright would be wishful thinking, many had their own little schemes.
Within the crowd, several made eye contact and discreetly stepped back.
Clearly, they had decided to ’buy’ the Nine Yang Grass from Taoist Xia.
They were well-known elders; how could Han Dingqian, a junior, have the audacity to refuse them if they offered money?
As long as money changed hands, it wasn’t bullying by power, and as for whether the Han Family junior would feel wronged, that was none of their concern.
If Taoist Xia knew that his decision to assume a low-profile identity to quietly bring the Nine Yang Grass back home resulted in others seeing him as a nameless junior, wanting to coerce a transaction, he would probably spit blood.
On the way back, Taoist Xia finally realized he was being followed and abruptly stopped the vehicle.
"Whoever is sneaking around following me, come out!"
The people who followed weren’t timid at all, clearly relying on their status without fear.
"Xiao Han, what a coincidence."
Although the night had completely fallen, such darkness could not obstruct the eyes of Taoist Xia, who recognized the other party instantly.
"Is it you guys? Aren’t you supposed to be guarding the volcano looking for the Nine Yang Grass? Why are you following me?"
The person standing opposite to him, upon hearing Taoist Xia’s words, immediately wore a sullen expression on his face.
Clearly, they felt that this youngster had no idea what it meant to show restraint, nor understood the intricacies of human relationships.
If he obediently sold them the goods, wouldn’t they promote him once they returned home?
Yet, he insisted on making them state their demands explicitly. Wasn’t this equivalent to slapping their faces? Such a young man, who lacked perceptiveness, deserved to linger at the bottom of society for life!
At this moment, Taoist Xia genuinely hadn’t considered that these people were trying to coerce him into a transaction.
Not long since he began his journey, relying on his Heavenly Eye, he became a main force in the Special Administration Bureau’s South China Branch, rarely entangled in these dirty deals.
"Xiao Han, you must have found the Nine Yang Grass."
Taoist Xia hadn’t thought in that direction at first, but now that the others had made their intentions clear, he understood, and the disgust in his eyes was almost impossible to contain.
He was now assuming the identity of Han Dingqian, and these people likely thought he was just some lowly underling from the wild, daring to be so impudent.
Such people were disgustingly entitled, thinking they could do as they pleased just because they had the backing of Mystical Sect families behind them.
The disdain Director Xie held for the Mystical Sect families banding together stemmed from exactly this: these people loved to form monopolies and plunder resources at will.
Since they had no shame, he naturally wouldn’t show them any courtesy.
"So what if it is, what if it isn’t!"
The others didn’t expect that, even after they made themselves clear, this nobody dared to confront them.
Do they truly think they’re someone significant?
If he really had any ability, someone his age would have already made a name for themselves.
"Kid, has no one ever told you that being ungrateful will earn you a harsh lesson from society!"
Taoist Xia scoffed coldly, "I’d like to see where you ’big shots’ get the nerve to say such things!"
Right then, Taoist Xia’s eyes suddenly emitted a faint blue light. He seldom used such a skill, as each use would leave him blind for three days.
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Forcing a buy or a sell would definitely come with a price.
With one glance, he could see through all the weaknesses and past wrongdoings of his opponents.
Simply put, challenging Taoist Xia who had activated his Heavenly Eye was no different from seeking one’s doom.
Therefore, Taoist Xia’s eyes were also called the ’Judgment Eye.’
Quickly, he saw that the three standing before him, though not Evil Cultivators, could be described as scum.
Not only did they bully ordinary people with their Mystical Sect abilities, coercing them into parting with large sums of money to fend off disasters and troubles.
They also continuously suppressed young people from Xuanmen who weren’t from privileged backgrounds.
Seizing the achievements and resources of others was commonplace for these people.
Just looking at the evil they had committed made him feel that their souls were emanating a foul stench.
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