Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting-Chapter 136 - 81: Golden VIP Token—His Solution Is to Kill
Just as Wei Fan and his companions were about to leave, Cui Dingtian couldn’t help but speak up.
In fact, many people in Su City wanted to suppress Wei Fan, yet they also wanted to establish connections with him.
Wei Fan raised an eyebrow, curiously sat back down: "What can you offer me?"
Cui Dingtian rejoiced and quickly said: "The best Celestial Martial Arts, five thousand taels of silver in cultivation resources each month, and once you become a Celestial Martial Artist, this quota can be increased to ten thousand."
Wei Fan immediately lost interest.
Cui Dingtian’s offer was decent, but of little use to him: "In terms of Martial Arts, you can’t compare to the Demon Suppression Bureau, nor have as many as they do. If you can offer me a Demon Pill each month, then I might consider."
Demon Pills can’t simply be bought with money, as they can be used as elixirs for cultivation. When a Celestial Martial Artist acquires a Demon Pill, they generally don’t sell them.
Cui Dingtian looked a bit embarrassed: "It was presumptuous of me. Here’s a Golden VIP Token from the Hundred Treasures Pavilion; Lord Wei can enjoy a twenty percent discount at any Hundred Treasures Pavilion in Tongzhou in the future!"
Wei Fan took the token, though he wasn’t interested in becoming a patron of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion, the token might be useful in the future.
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Mist Rain Pavilion! 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
People coming and going, the place was filled with the wealthy and the noble.
Ning Xuan and his group waited in line for quite a while before they managed to book a table.
The identity of a Demon Suppression Guard meant little in a place like Mist Rain Pavilion, where those entering were not only noble family scions but also core disciples of sects. Occasionally, even Purple Robe Level Demon Suppression Guards could be seen coming and going.
"Brother Su, you stay here if you’re worried about Xuerong, we’ll head up first!"
Ning Xuan and the others left Su Guangwen outside Mist Rain Pavilion and followed the attendant inside to a hall.
They didn’t manage to book a private room; a private room at Mist Rain Pavilion would require booking at least two or three days in advance.
Peng Mingjie and the group started ordering dishes, while Ning Xuan looked around, suddenly hearing a familiar voice.
"Yang Feng, you’re being too excessive!"
"Come, if you don’t drink this cup, your patrol streets will constantly have fights and robberies, then I’ll see how you pass the Preparatory Camp assessment. If you fail, you’ll have to go back to that small place, Yun City!"
Hu Qing?
Ning Xuan turned around and saw Hu Qing sitting angrily at a nearby table, seemingly being forced into something unwilling.
"Don’t bully others relying on your family’s power, I’m not easy to mess with, Hu Qing isn’t someone to be trifled with."
Hu Qing gritted her teeth; she truly didn’t expect even in a place like Su City, there would be such sordid affairs akin to Yun City, especially within the Demon Suppression Bureau.
Earlier on a patrol task for the Preparatory Camp, while on the street, she tried to arrest Yang Feng when he was hitting someone publicly, causing her trouble.
Lately, her patrol area has been plagued with fights, theft, and daily reports.
If this continues, she’d certainly be expelled from the Preparatory Camp.
The Demon Suppression Bureau’s Preparatory Camp isn’t just about practicing martial arts daily; there are tasks and assessments.
If you fail the assessment, you’ll be expelled from the Preparatory Camp.
Having made it to the Demon Suppression Bureau with great effort, Hu Qing certainly didn’t want to be driven back to Yun City like this. Yet Yang Feng not only acted despicably, but also had connections within the Demon Suppression Bureau.
Today he even set up a table at Mist Rain Pavilion, having her come to apologize and drink. Without drinking, he’d continue giving her trouble later.
Hu Qing naturally refused to drink. Her fiery personality just wanted to see what tricks Yang Feng was up to.
Yang Feng glanced at his friends at the table and smiled: "I like your fieriness; taming you is what makes it fun. If you don’t drink this cup today, be ready to be made famous by the Demon Suppression Bureau’s Preparatory Camp."
Just a little girl from the remote Yun City’s Demon Suppression Bureau Preparatory Camp; Yang Feng found her easy to handle.
No need to call in favors, just causing trouble in her assigned patrol streets daily would suffice.
Hu Qing wasn’t the type to submit easily, directly picking up a wine glass and throwing it at Yang Feng: "Drink with your mother!"
Yang Feng tilted his head, avoiding the wine she threw, laughed instead of getting angry: "Very fiery, I like it. Wait until you leave the Preparatory Camp, let’s see if you still have this fire."
Hu Qing’s expression shifted, knowing he dared not touch her due to her Preparatory Camp identity with the Demon Suppression Bureau.
Once she fails the assessment and gets expelled from the Preparatory Camp, Yang Feng would have no scruples.
"What would he do if it were him?"
She suddenly thought of Wei Fan; if he were in her predicament, facing someone with power and influence she couldn’t provoke, what would Wei Fan do?
"He’d draw his sword and strike!"
Having her answer internally, Hu Qing quickly knew what to do.
Since the other party still fears her status as a member of the Demon Suppression Bureau’s Preparatory Camp, there’s nothing much to say.
Rather than waiting for Yang Feng to expel her from the Preparatory Camp and torment her in revenge, it’d be better to strike first.
With this in mind, her gaze turned fierce, her hand slowly reached for the sword hilt.
"Does bullying a woman boost your manhood?"
Just as she was about to draw her sword, a familiar voice sounded. Hu Qing turned around and saw it was Ning Xuan.
Ning Xuan nodded slightly to Hu Qing and looked at Yang Feng: "Yang Family of Bibo Building?"
Yang Feng raised an eyebrow: "A black-clothed Demon Suppression Guard? You’re not at the level to pick a fight."
Merely bullying wasn’t conspiring with Demon Fiends; the Demon Suppression Bureau had no right to interfere in such matters, and a mere black-clothed Demon Suppression Guard couldn’t represent the Bureau.
