After a moment of silence, Fan Ping shook his head.
"Those metal tokens are one-time use," Fan Ping said calmly. "They were designed that way to deny people from abusing it."
Yang Wei sighed softly when he realized the metal tokens in his hand were a one-time use item.
However, he wasn't really dejected as he somewhat expected such a precious item would definitely not be this easy to use.
"It's alright, Senior Fan Ping." Yang Wei said with a smile.
"It's already good enough that we can leave this place whereas some other people might be trapped here forever," he added.
"Are you sure about that?" Fan Ping asked.
Yang Wei raised an eyebrow.
Seeing his somewhat smug expression, Yang Wei suddenly smirked as he crossed his arms.
"Let me guess, you have more than just these two metal tokens, right?" Yang Wei said as he played around with his metal tokens.
"Very clever." Fan Ping did not deny the fact that he had a lot more metal tokens in his stock.
"Speak, what are your terms and conditions?" Yang Wei asked.
He wasn't dumb enough to believe that Fan Ping would simply give it to him for free.
From the day he had known Fan Ping, he could tell he was a shrewd and scheming old man that would do anything for his benefit.
It was only the fact that he had inherited the Pagoda that Fan Ping treated him slightly well.
Meanwhile, Fan Ping chuckled softly as he stroked his beard.
"My condition is very simple… You must beat at least 4 trials in the Pagoda within 3 months." Fan Ping stated.
"4 trials??!" Yang Wei was dumbfounded.
Although 4 trials might not seem to be a lot, just one trial was enough to take his life.
He still remembered the stairway where he had fallen with Jing Feng, and the trauma was still hidden deep in his heart.
"Yang Wei, don't think I'm being difficult on you. If you can't even beat 4 trials within 3 months, then you might as well live forever as a coward that can never accomplish big things." Fan Ping said.
His tone of speech was extremely sharp and harsh at the same time.
Time was ticking down, and there wasn't enough time for Yang Wei to cultivate.
'Those people would soon locate Yang Wei… if I don't hurry up and raise his cultivation base, then I would have failed Yang Kai's final request.' Fan Ping exclaimed inwardly as he gazed at Yang Wei.
Yang Wei pondered for a few moments before sighing softly.
"What happens if I fail to fulfill your condition?" He asked.
"Then I feel sad for Yang Kai… to have his descendant to be this trash when he was known as the most powerful cultivator ever existed."
"..."
Yang Wei felt like he was being dissed hard- no, he was being trash-talked by Fan Ping at this moment.
"You can't compare him with me." Yang Wei tried to defend himself. "Our starting point is different."
"Hmph, did you think Yang Kai had resources such as yours?" Fan Ping snorted coldly.
With his chest puffed up, Fan Ping vanished from his spot and reappeared in front of Yang Wei.
His aura exploded out, and spiritual qi began fluctuating around him as Fan Ping glared at Yang Wei with a murderous gaze.
"I have you know, Yang Kai was born in a mortal family with no talent nor resources. It was through his dedication and courage that he was able to climb up slowly and surpassed those Young Masters who received the best resources since their birth."
Fan Ping's tone was full of respect as he described Yang Kai's history.
Sometime later, Fan Ping pointed his finger at Yang Wei and sneered.
"Meanwhile, you have this senior here providing you with the best resource and information that no one else in this world can give. Hence, if you can't even complete something as simple as beating 4 trials in 3 months, then you might as well go reincarnate to another world."
"Fine, 3 months it is." Yang Wei stood up as determination filled his eyes.
"I'm also not some low-life that will give up halfway. I may not be as impressive as Yang Kai during his peak, but at least I can say my determination and courage would be no less than his," he added.
"Good, with those words of yours, I'll keep that in mind." Fan Ping nodded his head as he vanished from Zhu Wenqian's room.
With his blood boiling hard, Yang Wei didn't dare to idle as he quickly sat in a lotus position and began cultivating.
Zhu Wenqian was still unconscious so Yang Wei would wait until everyone was ready before he would leave this dimension and return to his sect.
'Jing Feng… Su Mingxia… I'll be back soon.'
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Back in the Feather Wind Sect, one woman could be seen staring in a daze at the window.
"It's been a month already... and he's still not back," A female voice mumbled.
Her voice was filled with bitterness as her eyes were teary.
"Is he still alive or…" She didn't dare to say the next words as she was afraid.
Afraid of losing another important person in her life as she could not bear that painful experience again.
Suddenly, she felt her shoulder being touched, and she turned around to face the person.
"Jing Feng, stop worrying so much like some housewives. Yang Wei is a capable man, and he might just be training somewhere secretly."
Jing Feng bit her lip slightly as she nodded her head.
"You're right, Shan Zhilan. Yang Wei promised me that he would fight and win for our sect in the upcoming sect tournament. There's no way he would renege on his promise." Jing Feng said.
Shan Zhilan sighed softly as she glanced at the love-stricken Jing Feng.
"Who would have thought the usually ice-cold beauty, Jing Feng would be missing a man this dearly?" Shan Zhilan teased as she handed her a cup of tea.
"Drink some warm tea and take care of your health. I doubt Yang Wei would be happy to see a pale-face Jing Feng upon his return."
Author's Note: In case some people forgot, Shan Zhilan aka Elder Shan is the leader of the Disciplinary Hall in the Feather Wind Sect.
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