Chương 139: More Money
Hearing Zheng Tao's words, Mo Qingkuang instinctively shrank back, trying to dodge, "Teacher, that's not necessary. When my cultivation improves, I'll naturally be awarded a title. You don't need to trouble yourself."
What a joke! Trading a title of nobility for my Heavenly grade technique?
Mo Qingkuang shook his head without hesitation.
'Hand it over? In your dreams! I risked my life to get this! The amount of effort I put in... well, actually, the amount of effort my ancestor put in...?'
'How could I possibly give it to you for free?'
Seeing Mo Qingkuang's reaction, Zheng Tao became anxious.
The 'Withering and Flourishing Sutra' that Mo Qingkuang obtained was precisely what Imperial Academy desperately needed—a top-tier technique to maintain their prestige.
No matter what, he had to pry this technique out of the boy's hands!
Over the years, Yuan Sword Sect had the 'Sword Cannon,' Tiandao Sect had the 'Hidden Blade Technique'… the Four Great Sects each had their own Heavenly grade techniques that didn't require unique physiques.
But Imperial Academy had none!
This was why Imperial Academy had struggled to attract powerful talents for so many years.
Why would someone with high talent join if there weren't techniques that matched their abilities?
Furthermore, Imperial Academy's unique status, being directly under the control of the Tianxuan Empire, complicated matters.
The Heavenly grade technique they had was a royal family secret, with extremely stringent conditions for obtaining it.
As a result, Imperial Academy had declined year after year, from being the strongest cultivation institution at the founding of the Tianxuan Empire to the weakest.
If not for the Empress's support, Imperial Academy might not even be considered equal to the Four Great Sects anymore.
Taking advantage of Imperial Academy's recent resurgence, with Mo Qingkuang making several significant contributions and Chen Kong rising to the top of the Young Qilin Ranking, if they could incorporate the Heavenly grade technique 'Withering and Flourishing Sutra,' Imperial Academy's reputation would be restored, sweeping away years of decline!
Zheng Tao frowned slightly. He knew this disciple was capable, but he never did anything without a benefit. If he wanted Mo Qingkuang to give something up, he had to offer enough in return.
Mo Qingkuang wasn't a native of Central Province and didn't feel a strong sense of belonging to Tianxuan. If not for some accidents, Mo Qingkuang might have been thriving in Yuan Sword Sect.
Therefore, Zheng Tao didn't expect him to have a high level of ideological consciousness.
After thinking for a moment, Zheng Tao said, "One thousand points."
'One thousand points? Are you trying to feed a beggar?'
Mo Qingkuang firmly refused, "Teacher! I risked my life for this!"
Zheng Tao persuaded, "But you obtained it with the help and cover of your fellow disciples."
"But I obtained 'Flower Plucking Manual' independently! And without me, no one could have entered the Fallen Leaf King's Tomb, let alone gotten anything!"
"Two thousand!"
Mo Qingkuang was stunned and held up two fingers, "Two thousand points?"
"Yes!"
He swallowed hard. Two thousand points, plus the three thousand he had previously been awarded, would give Mo Qingkuang a total of five thousand points!
Such a large sum would put him almost on par with Chen Kong.
Mo Qingkuang was tempted and was about to agree when Mo Fan stopped him.
"What's the rush? You're willing to sell a Heavenly grade technique for just two thousand points? Don't you remember that on the exchange wall, a high-tier Earth-grade technique is worth three thousand points?" Mo Fan scolded.
This brat, Mo Qingkuang, had never seen the world. With just a few words, Zheng Tao had almost tricked him.
"But, Ancestor, if we demand too much, will the teacher agree?" Mo Qingkuang hesitated. After all, even Earth grade techniques were worth more, so how could a Heavenly grade technique be taken away for just two thousand points?
But he wasn't sure, given that the person in front of him wasn't easy to deal with either.
"What else can we do? He has to give more! Ask for more! You're currently lacking resources, and it's time to enter the next phase of the hell training techinque. In the coming year, you need to train diligently in seclusion. If you don't reach the grandmaster realm soon, I will beat you to death!" Mo Fan said irritably.
He planned to have Mo Qingkuang continue using the hell training technique to enhance his strength.
After becoming a Wind Spirit Body, Mo Qingkuang's body had a greater capacity for endurance and potential. It was time to move to the next phase!
The resources needed would be even more extensive!
They weren't alchemists, nor did they have a dedicated alchemist, so they had to buy all their pills. Without demanding more points, how would they manage?
Mo Qingkuang shivered at the thought. The three months of training before had already been unbearable and torturous.
Hearing that he had to intensify the training, he quickly abandoned any thought of being considerate of his teacher, Zheng Tao, and firmly adopted Mo Fan's philosophy of demanding more.
There was no choice. Without more resources, he wouldn't survive that hellish training method.
In his heart, Mo Qingkuang silently apologized to Zheng Tao.
"Teacher, it's not just about the points. You see, if I hand over the Withering and Flourishing Sutra to the academy, all the senior and junior brothers will definitely rush to exchange for it!"
"Once this technique spreads, its secrets will be gone, and I'll be at a disadvantage in future fights!" Mo Qingkuang feigned extreme reluctance.
Zheng Tao snorted coldly, "Don't try to deceive me! Do you think I believe you would practice the Withering and Flourishing Sutra?"
From the first time Zheng Tao saw Mo Qingkuang, he knew he was practising a divine-grade technique.
The idea that Mo Qingkuang was worried about others discovering weaknesses and being at a disadvantage was something Zheng Tao didn't believe for a second!
If it weren't for his respect for the War Emperor Mo Fan and his own strong principles, Zheng Tao would have tortured the divine-grade technique out of Mo Qingkuang long ago.
After all, not only the Imperial Academy but the entire Tianxuan Empire, including the Four Great Sects, didn't have a single divine-grade technique!
Seeing that his trickery didn't work, Mo Qingkuang laughed awkwardly, "Teacher, even if I don't practice the Withering and Flourishing Sutra, I should at least learn some martial skills from it! If those spread and everyone practices the same martial skills as me, how embarrassing would that be?"
Zheng Tao laughed and scolded, "Someone like you cares about face?"
Mo Qingkuang exaggerated his expression, widening his eyes, "Teacher, don't you know? I'm the number one young master of Tiannan City, a well-known figure!"
"I think you're the number one scoundrel of Tiannan City! So, what do you want?" Zheng Tao stopped beating around the bush. He was determined to get the Withering and Flourishing Sutra.
If Mo Qingkuang continued to stall, Zheng Tao would have to consider enforcing some strict disciplinary rules.
He looked at Mo Qingkuang coldly, his hand slowly cracking his knuckles, clearly indicating that any more nonsense would result in a beating.
Seeing this, Mo Qingkuang backed away in fear, almost tripping over.
Barely managing to steady himself, he swallowed hard and tried not to think about the powerful warrior in front of him.
With resolve, he looked Zheng Tao in the eye and firmly stated, "I want more money!"
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