My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 367: Even if It Costs Everything!

Yang Qi waved his hand, and the Wolf King stopped.

"I... I give in! I give in!"

Jiang Gan didn't fear the Four Clans and Six Families, but he was terrified of lunatics. Anyone from those prominent groups would have to consider Jiang Tianfu before touching him. They would have to consider the powerful figures behind his father. But this lunatic? He wouldn't consider anyone. Jiang Gan could feel it in his bones; if he didn't surrender, Yang Qi would slaughter him without a second thought. He was certain of it.

"If you'd done this from the start, you could have avoided all this suffering," Yang Qi said with a smile. "Transfer the money. You have half an hour. If ten billion isn't in my account by then... well, I'm sure you understand the consequences, right?"

"I'll transfer it! I'll transfer the money!" Jiang Gan felt utterly helpless. He certainly didn't have ten billion himself, though his father, Jiang Tianfu, surely did. But how could he possibly ask for that kind of money? He sank into deep thought.

Suddenly, an idea struck him. "Wait, I have a Treasure," Jiang Gan offered. "I found it a few years ago while exploring some ruins. See if it can be used to offset some of the cost?"

"Bring it out and let me see," Yang Qi nodded. He was far more interested in Treasures than money. If this was a genuine one, trading a Life-saving Pill for it was more than worth it.

The Wolf King accompanied Jiang Gan to retrieve the item and returned a moment later. Jiang Gan was now holding something that shimmered like jade and gold, looking exceptionally unique.

This is Golden Amber! Yang Qi exclaimed inwardly, but he kept his expression calm. After a brief examination, he said, "Hmm, a nice Treasure. I'm a reasonable person. This can offset five billion. You still owe another five billion."

Jiang Gan breathed a sigh of relief. He had no idea what the item was, but since Yang Qi valued it at five billion, it had to be a genuine Treasure. It was a shame he hadn't recognized it himself.

Jiang Gan then produced three more items: a trio of herbs, each nearly a century old, and a fist-sized piece of Meteorite Iron.

Yang Qi was overjoyed. That Meteorite Iron was a key material for repairing and forging Magic Artifacts.

"Alright, add another two billion, and we'll call it even," Yang Qi stated indifferently. One couldn't get too greedy. Even he had his limits.

"Fine! I have two billion!" Jiang Gan transferred the money with extreme reluctance.

Yang Qi stood up, placed the Life-saving Pill on the table, and smiled. "The Life-saving Pill is yours. I hope we can do business again in the future."

"AAAAH—!"

The moment Yang Qi left, Jiang Gan let out a furious roar. Humiliating! This was utterly humiliating! He had been forced into such a transaction by Yang Qi in his own home, giving away his Treasures and years of savings for a single Life-saving Pill. While the pill was good, it couldn't possibly be worth that much. This was robbery—daylight robbery!

But he had no choice. If he hadn't agreed to the deal, he likely wouldn't have lived to see tomorrow's sun. He had initially planned to take the Life-saving Pill by force, but instead, he was the one who was blatantly robbed. It was a complete slap in the face, an utter defeat.

"Yang Qi! Yang Qi! I will make you wish you were dead!" Jiang Gan's face twisted into a ferocious mask. He would not let this slight go. He had to have his revenge.

He immediately reported the incident to his father, Jiang Tianfu. Jiang Tianfu was already displeased with Yang Qi because of what Cao Kun and Shi Quan had told him. Now, hearing that Yang Qi had dared to touch his son, he exploded with rage. He vowed to make sure Yang Qi died on the Life and Death Platform.

「And that day finally arrived.」

At eight in the morning, after breakfast, Yang Qi left the house, a murderous glint in his cold eyes. Some people wanted him dead. In that case, he would simply have to give them a taste of their own medicine.

As soon as he stepped outside, he found Lei Yingying waiting for him by a conspicuously flashy red convertible.

"Master, are you really going to the Life and Death Platform?"

"Let's go." Yang Qi nodded. "Some things just have to be faced." He was past the point of correcting Lei Yingying. If she wanted to call him Master, so be it.

"Alright, Master, get in!" Lei Yingying opened the car door.

Yang Qi didn't stand on ceremony and hopped into the passenger seat. "Have you started practicing the Peacock Scripture Mnemonic I gave you?" he asked casually.

"I've started the Cultivation, but it's very difficult," Lei Yingying admitted, a bit discouraged. "Master, do I really have the talent for it? It's been several days, and I still haven't made any headway."

"Getting started is the hardest part, so don't lose heart. I gave you a year to grasp the basics. Once you break through that initial barrier, your Cultivation will become much easier. Don't doubt yourself. Your talent is the most outstanding I've seen in anyone so far." After speaking, Yang Qi closed his eyes. "I'm going to rest for a bit."

Lei Yingying nodded and started the car, heading toward the Life and Death Platform.

Today, the Life and Death Platform was sealed off. Normally a popular tourist destination, it was now open only to insiders—members of the Four Clans and Six Families and the Martial Arts Association. The crowd wasn't huge, but it wasn't small either.

The Life and Death Platform was a perfect square, a massive stone stage measuring a full twenty meters on each side—perfectly suited for a duel. It was etched with strange, ancient patterns whose purpose was a mystery. The platform hadn't been used in a long time, but it was always meticulously cleaned and remained pristine.

The area around the stage was now surrounded by Martial Artists. Yang Qi glanced around casually and saw quite a few familiar faces: Zhao Xiong, Yan Bo, and Du Le'an had all come to Thunder City. Of course, Lei Qingtian, Lei Tingjun, and Lei Zhen of the Lei Mansion were present as well. He even spotted Sword Uncle in the crowd, likely attending on Lin Qingxuan's behalf.

There were also many unfamiliar Martial Artists. Most seemed ordinary, but a few radiated a fearsome presence. Cell phones and any other recording or live-streaming devices were forbidden on-site, in accordance with the many rules of the Martial Arts Association.

"Mr. Yang, rest assured," Lei Qingtian said, moving to Yang Qi's side and lowering his voice. "If you find yourself in true danger, the Lei Mansion will protect you with all our might, even if it costs us everything."

Sword Uncle also smiled, conveying the same sentiment without a word.

This left Yang Qi rather exasperated. Why does it feel like they're underestimating me? He sighed softly. Looks like I'll have to put on a proper show today, otherwise my friends will just keep worrying.

Wu Hongda was also in the crowd, his eyes fixed on the Life and Death Platform. Deep down, he still hated Yang Qi and wanted to see him die here. But he wasn't sure it would happen. When Yang Qi fought me, he probably wasn't using his full strength. Are Cao Kun and Shi Quan really strong enough to kill him?

Just then, a commotion erupted from the side. Yang Qi turned to look.

A familiar face had appeared: Cao Kun.

He seemed even stronger than when they had last met in Kang City. It appeared his previous defeat hadn't discouraged him; if anything, it had only made him more formidable.