Chapter 1640: Chapter 1639: Setting the Terms
Old Jiang’s aged hand was placed on the tea table, and he glanced at it.
Then he sighed; these hands had once killed countless people, stained with endless blood.
Once, he believed he could live as long as Heaven and Earth. As long as he didn’t act recklessly, such issues wouldn’t exist today. Unfortunately, reality is always harsh.
People say Earthlings are greedy. In fact, the Divine Race seems even greedier.
Old Jiang chose a more dangerous path.
This dangerous path has led him to his current situation.
Old Jiang sighed again.
"Master Fang is indeed worthy of being called Master Fang. You’re right. The reason for my current situation is because I have a mental block. My mental block is that I want to seek a breakthrough. I’m just a step away from entering the Divine Great Perfection Realm. Just one step!!"
"Sometimes, reaching this realm, even a tiny gap can be an insurmountable chasm."
Old Jiang was slightly taken aback.
When he mentioned the Divine Great Perfection Realm, Fang Yu showed no fear or reverence, still conversing with him with a calm demeanor. This is definitely not an ordinary Divine Race.
He began to have his doubts.
His gaze moved over Fang Yu’s body.
The special energy was also hard to detect. However, Fang Yu noticed it.
"Is Old Jiang inspecting me?"
"Even able to sense my energy, you seem not to be an ordinary Divine Race. Or rather, you’re not Divine Race at all?"
Upon saying this.
Fang Yu was shocked.
He did not expect his identity to be guessed despite hiding so well, even using Divine Dragon Transformation to change his appearance. It must be said, the older the wiser.
"You’re right. In fact, my ancestors have been to Earth. So I have the bloodline of Earthlings, but it’s already diluted."
"I see."
Old Jiang nodded: "I, too, have been to Earth long ago. Back then, Earth didn’t have many humans. The human life on Earth was very primitive and backward. To this day, entering its sixth-generation civilization stepping into cultivation. I heard the Divine Race in charge of affairs say Earth’s civilization is progressing rapidly, and the Divine Race is already prepared to harvest."
"Is Old Jiang also paying attention to this matter? Being a senior in cultivation, isn’t it said high-level Divine Race doesn’t get involved?"
"Technically speaking, I used to be high-level."
When talking about this, Old Jiang’s expression clearly dimmed.
He was unwilling to continue this topic or talk about Earth, so he simply stopped.
"Let’s return to the main topic."
Old Jiang continued, "Since you’ve seen my problem and root, you should know how to solve this problem of mine?"
Fortunately, Fang Yu also didn’t want to keep entangling the issues of Earthlings.
If too much was said, exposing himself would be bad.
"As I said earlier, a mental knot requires a mental cure. No matter what means I use, what your knot is, requires the solution for it!"
"It’s all nonsense. If breakthrough protection was possible, why would I need to invite you?"
His voice clearly contained anger.
He was a bit dissatisfied with Fang Yu’s answer.
"Old Jiang, please don’t be angry. You, having been a high-level before, should know that cultivation is a personal matter. If you really want me to help, it involves great risk."
"My time is running out. What could be a greater risk than this?"
That is true.
If life itself is at risk. Why fear taking any other risk?
Fang Yu continued, "Old Jiang really isn’t worried?"
"Just directly solve the problem."
"Since Old Jiang isn’t worried, let’s talk terms then."
He knew the Master Fang before him would definitely negotiate terms, being someone who’s lived countless ages. Such matters before him did not surprise him.
"Speak. Just name your terms."
"My demand is simple. I want one-third of your wealth."
With a snap.
Old Jiang placed his big hand on the table.
A crisp sound was heard.
His pair of cloudy old eyes stared fiercely at Fang Yu.
The entire room seemed to fall silent. The silence was unsettling, almost fear-inducing.
No one knew how much time passed.
Finally, Old Jiang spoke: "Do you know how much one-third of my wealth is?"
"I don’t. But in my view, trading one-third of your wealth for a life is definitely worth it."
"You have great courage and spirit. My wealth alone could buy all of East City. Do you have the guts to take one-third of it?"
The implication was clear.
A common saying: A man without sin, harboring an unwarranted treasure. If you don’t have the ability, possessing such wealth will surely make you a target. In this place where every inch is worth gold, money, in terms of gold, represents wealth and status, and also reflects cultivation.
So generally, Divine Race with immense wealth have strong cultivation, making them untouchable.
But Fang Yu before them clearly lacked this power.
"Old Jiang, I’m not using this money for myself. I have many uses. I love studying arrays, needing to purchase many array texts, which is extremely financially draining. Also, I have brothers who need to escape poverty. Having so much wealth, you naturally don’t know the pains of the poor."
"With such unique medical skills, why worry about not making money?"
"I’ve only recently been promoted from Order Planet to Main Planet; the time for me to build capital has been short. Currently, it’s a time when I desperately need money. So, sorry, Old Jiang, I have no choice but to use you."
"You’re straightforward."
Old Jiang was not as angry as Fang Yu had expected.
But Ye Wenjun could never have imagined Fang Yu would brazenly ask for one-third of someone’s wealth directly.
"In fact, I’ve already given up the chance for a breakthrough, calling you here purely to ask if there’s a good method. If having to part with one-third of my wealth is truly difficult."
Fang Yu had anticipated this.
After all.
The Divine Race really hold money in too high regard.
Gold everywhere already indicates their values.
They’d rather die than give up money.
"Then what if I not only solve your problem but also help you improve your cultivation?"
"What did you say?"
"I said I can help you improve your cultivation."
Old Jiang suddenly stood up.
Staring incredulously at the Master Fang before him.
He himself had tried for years without advancing in cultivation.
Even in the Time-Space Rift, not knowing how much life force he lost, had no such opportunity. No high-level Divine Race could easily advance their cultivation. Yet a mere doctor dared boast such claims.
Truly ignorant and fearless!
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