With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 605 - 548: Seven-Leaf Yellow Vine, Duel with the Grandmaster, Who Will Take the Lead?
The crystal sands twinkled and shimmered, dazzlingly bright, appearing even more peculiar against the backdrop of the rainy night.
Meng Chuan lowered his gaze for a glance, then raised his head in surprise:
"That one from Prince Fanluo?"
What does the other party mean by this, offering gifts to gods?
A trace of subtle heartache flickered across Doma’s eyes as he spoke in a solemn tone:
"...No, it is from an old monk himself. If you can agree to go to the Dharma Realm together, I believe Prince Fanluo has another heavy reward."
"Forget it, I barely qualify as Second Grade, my strength is weak and insufficient to join the excitement. Unless it’s confirmed to have the power of self-preservation, I will consider it."
Meng Chuan was not tempted, and he refused straightforwardly.
Yet, what Doma mentioned was indeed somewhat enticing to him.
The Dharma Altar and that so-called Glazed Lamp are extremely precious Martial Arts resources, greatly beneficial for one’s future.
According to the opponent, apart from the core of faith in Great Brahman Heaven, he himself is also one of the keys to unlocking the Bhasa Sect’s Dharma Realm.
As long as I don’t go, Fanluo and others can’t enter, they can only stare blankly outside the Dharma Realm.
So why not just delay like this, until I have enough strength, ensuring no danger, then we can all go together...
Doma did not become angry, he reconfirmed:
"Donor Meng means not going now but going later?"
Meng Chuan thought for a moment and nodded:
"Indeed, at least until Meng achieves the Martial Arts Master level, will I consider traveling to the Western Regions."
Destroy Fang Jianxing, and Morning Light Martial Performance.
After completing these two tasks, then consider other things.
Upon hearing this, Doma was not angered but rather pleased, with a somewhat excited tone:
"Then it’s decided!"
Perfect for strategic delay!
Meng Chuan’s act is equivalent to someone offering a pillow when you feel sleepy.
This kid has strong backing in Central Earth as well.
Even Prince Fanluo can’t embarrass this kid, he can only hold back and wait.
So everyone waits, best for me to keep drawing monthly salary until I become a revered one...
Meng Chuan slightly pondered, and promptly understood what kind of scheme Doma was playing.
The longer I delay, the more advantageous it is for him.
This matter cannot be done for free...
Meng Chuan took a sip of tea, his fingers tapping on the crystal sand on the table, smiled and said:
"Grandmaster Doma, don’t let Prince Fanluo wait too long.
You should have researched my Qi Blood cultivation speed, and be clear in mind.
Maybe we can set off next year."
"..."
Doma’s face darkened as he scrutinized Meng Chuan’s conduct.
It took some effort to understand what he meant...
Central Earth’s bad habits!
A crystal sand is still not enough for him, this brat is still asking me for benefits...
Fine!
Doma’s heart bleeds...
Seeing Grandmaster Doma seems to understand, Meng Chuan smiles knowingly, very perceptive...
He sees the other party take out a piece of green vine with seven yellow leaves.
Only three inches in length, as soon as it appeared, the room was filled with fragrance.
This distinct aroma, along with its unique shape, he recalls consulting the treasures map, browsing and searching.
Inhaling, Meng Chuan gazed upon this object with surprise.
Without accident, it should be [Seven-leaf Yellow Vine].
Judging by its size, it’s enough to be classified among the Third Grade treasures, exceedingly rare.
It sells for 300 special battle merits at the Armory.
This item can match the reward for searching the Divine Temple in the Demon Nest in a few days!
I wasn’t planning to go early, agreeing to the other side was merely convenient.
Unexpectedly having such a gain, Meng Chuan couldn’t help but feel somewhat unforeseen.
Yet, he maintained a calm expression, serene without stirring, the slight joyful emotion swiftly settled.
Such is a coincidence opportunity achieved by combining strength, influence, and talent.
Facing him is the Western Regions’ Martial Arts Grandmaster, behind him are dual saints’ offspring.
Regardless of whichever, how could they be manipulated?
Aside from being Brahma Heaven’s Protection, none of the two can manage...
In summary, the other side is asking of him, there is no free lunch.
It should have been his, no need to rejoice like finding money.
Relaxing his mindset, as Meng Chuan put down his teacup, his fingers lightly hooked on the table, the crystal sand and vine disappeared.
First accept them, to ease Grandmaster Doma’s mind...
Truly top-notch bodyguards, their daily consumption is indeed impeccable...
Since accepting the "bribe", the atmosphere between the two eased considerably.
Meng Chuan poured tea for Grandmaster Doma, both host and guest were delighted.
His thoughts stirred, and he began laughingly:
"Grandmaster Doma is so wealthy, this junior is very envious! Does Prince Fanluo still need a prince’s companion? I’m about to graduate and also looking for a job."
"You have a glorious future ahead, Central Earth is vast and boundless, going to the Western Regions limits your development, don’t be imprudent..."
This little bastard comes, wouldn’t I become unemployed...
Fanluo has backup from Loulan Great Saint, doesn’t lack bodyguards, only talents.
Meng Chuan smiled slightly:
"Central Earth is undoubtedly good, but expanding to the Western Regions can be considered even broader."
"...An old monk advises you to think thrice, just on your previous threats to Prince Fanluo, not buried in the sand, shows his good temper..."
"Predecessor exaggerated, I believe Prince Fanluo is not such a petty person.
The two of us are both prodigies in Martial Arts, naturally have mutual admiration. "
"..."
"Hahaha, predecessor don’t be so serious, I’m just joking..."
Seeing Doma not reaching for his pocket, Meng Chuan stopped teasing him.
Even a clay figurine has some anger, better not to provoke this black monk·Doma...
Doma’s expression softened, and he said slowly:
"Regarding the Bhasa Sect’s Dharma Realm, don’t promise so soon. Wait for this old monk to speak, then agree later."
"To flaunt merit?"
Meng Chuan speaks sharply, always hits the mark...
Doma’s brows furrowed, his voice gradually persuasive:
"...You brat, don’t make your words so unpleasant.
Things are in your hands now, once you’ll genuinely agree, this old monk will help you get enough benefits, is that satisfactory?"
