Kapitel 161: Chapter 161: Scare People to Death
"What relationship I have with Shui Wuhen doesn't matter. What matters is, you can't afford to offend me," Zhong Shan said calmly.
Hearing Zhong Shan's words, the other six present were all seemingly intimidated by Zhong Shan's aura. Mo Yanbing's eyes showed a mix of surprise and uncertainty. Who exactly was this person? Shui Wuhen, on the other hand, was momentarily stunned but quickly cooperated, showing an indifferent expression. As for Nan Batian, he chuckled slightly, appearing confident in Zhong Shan. However, deep down, he found Zhong Shan's bold statements amusing.
The chubby shopkeeper, on the other hand, wore a look of astonishment as he glanced at Zhong Shan. Could he be someone important after all? But he didn't even understand the magic tool earlier! However, the shopkeeper naturally didn't dare to speak out at this moment.
Zhong Shan looked at Mo Yanbing. His current goal was to overpower Mo Yanbing with his momentum, preventing him from having any desire to compete further.
As for what he said, Zhong Shan was just talking nonsense. How could "You can't afford to offend me" be possible? But, in order to avoid further entanglements, Zhong Shan could only say that. First of all, Elder Zixun had left him in the southern city, indicating that Kaiyang Sect should be on the same side as the southern city. No matter what official position he held in the future, in the eyes of outsiders, he would be associated with the southern city. Therefore, offending the northern city was just a matter of time.
Secondly, he was about to become a fifth-rank official of the Great Luo Heavenly Dynasty, so naturally, he wasn't afraid of Mo Yanbing's underhanded tactics. If a fifth-rank official of the Great Luo Heavenly Dynasty were to be casually killed by such a small character, then the Great Luo Heavenly Dynasty wouldn't be able to stand in the Divine Land. By then, Mo Yanbing would definitely be wary of his identity, even though he couldn't afford to offend him.
Finally, scaring Mo Yanbing was the most effective method for now.
Looking at Mo Yanbing, Zhong Shan smiled faintly, then turned to the chubby shopkeeper and said, "Fifteen thousand superior spirit stones."
Although Mo Yanbing was intimidated by Zhong Shan's words, he still stubbornly shouted, "Sixteen thousand!"
"Twenty thousand superior spirit stones," Zhong Shan declared. With one bid, the price increased to twenty thousand.
Upon hearing Zhong Shan's bid, Mo Yanbing's expression tightened. Although he had been generous with his offer, it wasn't as extravagant as Zhong Shan's. Could he really be someone important? However, Mo Yanbing's extravagant temperament still prompted him to shout, "Twenty-one thousand!"
Glancing coldly at Mo Yanbing, Zhong Shan said in a cold voice, "Twenty-five thousand." With each bid, Zhong Shan's actions dealt a significant blow to Mo Yanbing's confidence.
Just as Mo Yanbing was about to continue bidding, one of his subordinates interrupted, "Young Master, we're running out of spirit stones…"
They were running out of spirit stones, and Mo Yanbing had been extravagant.
Hearing this, Zhong Shan smiled inwardly.
"Running out of spirit stones? We still have pills. Go next door and exchange the pills for spirit stones…" Mo Yanbing said angrily. Due to Zhong Shan's 'identity', he was feeling increasingly irritable, especially now that they were running out of spirit stones. This only added to Mo Yanbing's frustration.
"Whoosh~~~"
Just as Mo Yanbing was venting his anger at his subordinate, Zhong Shan suddenly made a move. Amidst everyone's incomprehensible gazes, Zhong Shan acted.
Brandishing the Nightmare Greatsword, he pulled it out, aiming directly at Mo Yanbing. Because they were standing close together, the large blade stopped directly above Mo Yanbing's head.
It was too sudden. No one had expected Zhong Shan to make a move. Even Shui Wuhen, who was standing beside him, broke out in a cold sweat. What is this disciple of his trying to do? Is he trying to kill Mo Yanbing? Even though he had been in constant conflict with Mo Yanbing, he wouldn't dare to kill him.
Is his disciple lacking in judgment?
Nan Batian's smile faded, and his eyes turned cold as he and Zhong Shan both looked at Mo Yanbing.
zhongshan's sword came too fast, catching Mo Yanbing off guard while he was reprimanding his subordinate, so when he wasn't paying attention, the sword was already above his head.
Mo Yanbing felt a shiver run down his spine as he stared incredulously at the large blade hovering over his head, his heart filled with horror.
Mo Yanbing's two subordinates quickly drew their longswords, glaring angrily at Zhong Shan, but also afraid to act rashly.
As for the chubby shopkeeper, his mouth fell open, a strand of saliva connecting his upper and lower lips, his expression one of bewilderment. What kind of person was this? He was just fine a moment ago, why draw a sword now?
Seeing the people he had just subdued, as well as the terrified Mo Yanbing, Zhong Shan smirked coldly. "My patience has its limits. Do you believe I could kill you right now, and no one would dare to intervene?"
Zhong Shan was blowing his own trumpet. Since he had already taken action, he might as well scare the wits out of them.
Mo Yanbing looked at the looming sword before him. Although he could jump away at any moment, fear crept into his heart. In Mo Yanbing's mind, Zhong Shan's 'identity' was already confirmed—a powerful figure who couldn't be offended, and one who didn't hesitate to kill.
'Sensing' Mo Yanbing's fear, Zhong Shan slowly sheathed his sword, his eyes narrowing, a look that warned against provocation.
Seeing Zhong Shan retract his sword, Mo Yanbing's momentum plummeted. Taking a deep breath, he stared at Zhong Shan, a hint of fear and ruthlessness in his eyes.
With a menacing glare, Mo Yanbing nodded and stepped back, clearly embarrassed and unwilling to stay any longer.
His two subordinates followed closely behind Mo Yanbing, casting terrified glances at Zhong Shan as they retreated.
Watching Mo Yanbing leave the courtyard, Zhong Shan finally sheathed his sword.
It wasn't that Zhong Shan was being ostentatious, but rather, he intentionally wanted to make a scene. Because Zhong Shan could quickly assess his situation, to Mo Yanbing, after holding the position of fifth-rank official for so long, he was at most just a clown who couldn't stir up much trouble. Moreover, Zhong Shan was confident about obtaining the "Veil Mist Conceals Divine Array".
Starting with verbal pressure on Mo Yanbing, instilling a sense of fear in him, and then resorting to physical intimidation—even though this intimidation had no lethal force—it still overwhelmed his persistence, thoroughly crushing his momentum. As Zhong Shan expected, even at this point, wisdom remained the most important.
Shui Wuhen knew some of Zhong Shan's background, at least the surface details, but even with just a few moves, he managed to scare off Mo Yanbing, the tyrant of Wushuang City? Widening his eyes, Shui Wuhen swallowed nervously. When Zhong Shan was first possessed by the Heavenly Slaughter Qi, Shui Wuhen already felt that Zhong Shan was not simple. However, over time, Shui Wuhen had overlooked Zhong Shan somewhat. But the scene just now still shocked Shui Wuhen too much.
Zhong Shan's actions were unpredictable. If he didn't make a move, it was fine, but once he did, he always achieved unexpected results. However, it wasn't convenient to ask more questions now. There was still the chubby shopkeeper to deal with before anything else.
As for Nan Batian, he looked at Zhong Shan in amazement, feeling satisfied to see Zhong Shan scare away Mo Yanbing.
"Shopkeeper, here's a 'Natal Pill'. I saw it in the pill shop just now. The buyback price happens to be twenty-five thousand superior spirit stones. Please give me the Veil Mist Conceals Divine Array," Zhong Shan said, taking out a small porcelain bottle.
Even without someone telling him, Zhong Shan could figure out that pills could also be used as currency in this commercial district.
"No need, no need. I said ten thousand stones before, ten thousand is enough," the chubby shopkeeper hurriedly said. Obviously, he didn't dare to make extra money from the person in front of him.
"No, I, Zhong Shan, always keep my word. When I say twenty-five thousand, it's twenty-five thousand. Don't say more," Zhong Shan said earnestly.
"Okay," the chubby shopkeeper said somewhat intimidated.
The shopkeeper then handed over the array to Zhong Shan and passed him a memory crystal containing detailed instructions on how to use the "Veil Mist Conceals Divine Array".
Zhong Shan nodded after reading it and put it away. Although the shopkeeper asked for ten thousand, Zhong Shan insisted on giving him twenty-five thousand. Zhong Shan wasn't foolish; he knew that today's events would have follow-up stories, and when that time came, the shopkeeper would face it alone. The twenty-five thousand was not only a promise but also Zhong Shan's principle in business—
Outside the shop, Mo Yanbing walked ahead, his face flushed with anger, and no one dared to speak behind him.
"San'er," Mo Yanbing called out.
"Yes, young master," a servant promptly replied.
"Find out who that person is and why he's with Shui Wuhen," Mo Yanbing said in a deep voice.
"Young master, do you want me to...?" The servant gestured to his neck, then quickly asked.
"First, find out his background," Mo Yanbing narrowed his eyes.
Although Mo Yanbing was a playboy, his vision wasn't as short-sighted as his servants'. Some people couldn't be offended.
"Yes," the servant promptly replied—
Exiting the array shop.
"Zhong Shan, you really dared just now. You scared that guy to death. Hahaha," Nan Batian laughed heartily.
"Yeah, Mo Yanbing is a little tyrant in Wushuang City. I didn't expect you to scare him off too," Shui Wuhen exclaimed in surprise.
"Hehe, it was just luck. I was just bluffing, but he really got scared. Maybe he's naturally timid," Zhong Shan shook his head with a smile.
However, only Nan Batian believed this statement. Shui Wuhen didn't believe it at all. He knew Mo Yanbing better than anyone else. Mo Yanbing was definitely a ruthless character. But today's events were too sudden, and it reminded Shui Wuhen of his father's instructions—to befriend such people more. Therefore, he didn't dwell on this matter any longer.
As for the Natal Pill, neither of them asked about it. There was no need to.
"By the way, do you think Mo Yanbing will figure it out and come back to cause trouble for us?" Nan Batian frowned.
"Nonsense, at least he won't dare for now. He still needs to investigate our background. Moreover, we're fifth-rank officials of the Great Luo Dynasty. Should we be afraid of him? Let's go, let's continue shopping," Zhong Shan reassured with a smile.
"Okay," Nan Batian nodded, thinking it over.
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