Chapter 255: Chapter 255 - Concert Deal
Since Jasper Thompson had agreed to all my demands, it was hard for him to back out, so he could only consent for now.
"I’ll head to Shiglance City tomorrow," I said.
Jasper Thompson nodded enthusiastically, "Perfect, I’ll be waiting for you in Shiglance City."
After that, Jasper Thompson departed White City with Watson Thompson.
Once I returned to my room, I gazed at the Divine Medicine in my palm and sank into contemplation.
The power of this Divine Medicine could definitely exceed all expectations.
Besides, such miraculous herbs are rare treasures, so I couldn’t let them go to waste.
"What type of pill should I create..." I studied the herb and whispered to myself.
Naturally, even if I consumed the herb raw, it would produce unimaginable results.
But if crafted into a pill, the benefits could be far greater.
As for Victor Green who had just devoured all the herbs, that was pure reckless squandering.
"Time to attempt a breakthrough." I temporarily stored away the Divine Medicine.
Following this fight, I had long sensed the threshold of advancement.
So, I immediately shut my eyes, breathed deeply, and sensed the qi and dark energy within my body.
Streams of qi, under my direction, coursed through my meridians toward every corner of my body.
With my guidance, the qi gradually intensified and attacked various pressure points throughout my body.
All night long, I kept my eyes closed.
Only when morning came did I settle onto the ground.
This time, my physical form had actually strengthened once more!
Though it wasn’t as dramatic as before, it was enough to prove that the Nine Transformation Pill’s body enhancement and level progression didn’t interfere with each other!
I squeezed my fist and muttered, "The qi required for this breakthrough is dozens of times greater than before..."
It could even be said that the qi used from the Qi Refining Stage to the Foundation Establishment Stage Sixth Layer paled compared to this minor advancement!
"Future cultivation seems to be getting tougher and tougher..." I couldn’t help but let out a sigh.
After a quick wash-up, I rushed toward Shiglance City with Victor Green.
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Capital City, Johansson family.
A steward-like figure stepped into the study.
A young man sat in the room, gripping a book and browsing through it.
This young man was none other than the Johansson family heir, Vance Johansson!
"Didn’t I tell you not to bother me while I’m reading?" Annoyance flickered across Vance’s expression.
The steward quickly bowed and said, "Young master, there’s an urgent matter I believe you should know about immediately..."
"Urgent matter?" Vance lifted an eyebrow.
He shut the book in his hands and casually inquired, "What’s this about?"
The steward rushed to say, "Cox Johansson...has been killed..."
"That worthless fool deserved his death." Vance snorted.
"He’s been scamming people with the Johansson family name for years, and in the end, he’s just an Inner Strength Master!"
"Such trash is nothing but shame to our Johansson family!"
Clearly, Vance held no regard for Cox Johansson; he actually looked down on him.
The steward stayed quiet for a beat, then carefully said, "Young Master, the key issue is that the person who murdered Cox Johansson... has a unique background."
"Oh?" Vance arched his brows.
He smirked, "Is it some noble family’s well-dressed young heir?"
The steward shook his head, forcing a bitter smile, "It’s...Mason Raymond."
"Mason Raymond?!" Upon hearing this, Vance Johansson’s expression instantly grew icy.
"Does this Mason Raymond dare to challenge our Johansson family?" Vance stared coldly at the steward.
The steward replied with a pained smile, "Mason Raymond doesn’t give a damn about you, much less Cox Johansson..."
Vance leaned back with both arms crossed, gazing out the window in silence for a moment.
"How fascinating, trash kills trash. Quite the tale, don’t you think?" Vance said, stroking his chin.
The steward said with a strained smile, "Young Master, though Cox Johansson was worthless, he was still Johansson family blood..."
"If we take no action, the Johansson family’s reputation will suffer. And then... the results could be catastrophic..."
Vance remained silent briefly, seemingly agreeing the steward had a point.
"How about... sending someone to teach him a lesson? Or simply..." The steward made a slicing motion across his throat.
Vance shook his head and chuckled coldly, "No rush."
"If we eliminate Mason Raymond now, Mabel Sean won’t forgive me easily."
The steward frowned, "Then what’s our move?"
Vance laughed icily, "Just eliminate all the witnesses, correct?"
The steward quickly bowed and said, "Young Master, understood!"
With that, he spun around and exited the room.
Vance gazed out the window, narrowing his eyes, and said, "Fascinating, truly fascinating... Mason Raymond, I’ll personally end you right in front of Mabel Sean!"
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I hurried to Jasper Thompson’s residence.
When I walked in, I noticed Watson Thompson sitting on the couch, obviously frustrated, while Jasper Thompson stood awkwardly beside her trying to calm her down.
"If you don’t figure out a solution for me, I’m going on a hunger strike. I won’t eat anything!" Watson declared angrily.
Jasper Thompson appeared troubled and said, "Do you think your father can handle everything? I genuinely can’t assist you with this..."
"What’s happening?" I asked, puzzled.
Jasper Thompson smiled bitterly, "Little Watson is demanding I find someone to secure her tickets to some celebrity concert."
"Can I, in my position, do such things for her?"
Watson glared and said, "You just refuse to help me! With your influence, getting a few tickets should be easy!"
"Fine, if you won’t help me, I’m going on a hunger strike!" Watson appeared resolute.
I asked, surprised, "What tickets are these?"
Watson glanced at me and said, "They’re tickets to superstar Kathleen Drake’s concert! She’s incredibly popular right now. I stayed up all night watching, and in less than sixty seconds, every ticket was gone."
"Kathleen Drake?" I rubbed my chin.
I hadn’t expected Kathleen Drake to be so famous that even Watson was her admirer.
"Why are these performers so in-demand, they’re just entertainers, right?" Jasper Thompson grumbled from the side.
Hearing this, Watson grew even more agitated.
"You don’t get it! If you won’t help me, fine, but don’t trash-talk my idol! I’m running away from home!" Watson angrily jumped up and headed for the door.
Left with no choice, Jasper could only resort to pleading and bargaining.
"I can get you a ticket." At that moment, I suddenly spoke up.
Watson’s eyes sparkled, and she said excitedly, "Really?"
I nodded, "Absolutely, but I have one requirement."
Watson quickly said, "What requirement, just name it, even if it means being your servant or pack mule, I agree!"
"Really?" I grinned mischievously.
