Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 362 OOC Apology (Doghead)

At the mountain gate where the morning mist had not yet dissipated, a green spiritual stone was lying on the mossy steps. Tang He looked at it carefully, pretending to be calm as he walked over, and flicked the warm flowing light with the tip of his shoe. When the frosty hem of his clothes brushed against the grass leaves, he had already grasped the spiritual stone in his palm.

The flowing patterns on the spirit stone glowed with star-like fragments, which were reflected in his slightly raised phoenix eyes.

"Ah——" His long-drawn tail sound could not scare away the white sparrow on the eaves. He pinched the spirit stone with his fingertips and raised it above his head, and shouted towards the empty surroundings in a thin voice that could be described as superior to a mosquito's voice.

"Did anyone drop a Spirit Stone? Did anyone drop a Spirit Stone?... No one, so I'll collect it."

The morning breeze blew through the ribbon that bound his hair, carrying with it the wisp of mosquito-like humming sound, and that person was not even willing to turn his head twice.

In just a moment, Tang He rolled up his sleeves with satisfaction, and suddenly he heard a series of gasps from behind him.

When he turned around, he saw several geniuses who were supposed to be busy making up for the losses in the Cangsheng Alliance, staring at him in amazement with strange expressions.

"A low-grade spirit stone..." Lu Wensheng rubbed his swollen forehead, his eyes swept across Tang He's plain sword tassel. Thinking of how this man chewed even the crumbs of spirit tea when he worked for Yan Qingshu, he swallowed the second half of the sentence "he's crazy because of poverty".

As for why Lu Wensheng led the geniuses here...

Lu Wensheng had expected that the debt repayment process for these geniuses would be bumpy, but he didn't expect that the speed at which they owed money was like the interest compounding on a loan shark, and the "snowball" was getting bigger and bigger.

What he asked them to sign was an IOU, not a contract of sale!

Isn't it possible to earn spirit stones by going on a mission? Why must the Common People's Alliance be brought along? Lu Wensheng seriously suspected that the speed of rebuilding the Common People's Alliance could not keep up with the speed of these geniuses' demolition, so he resolutely packed up and threw these geniuses out.

He glanced at the dejected geniuses behind him - the ink on the IOU just signed yesterday was not yet dry, and today they were asked to pay compensation for demolishing half of the martial arts field. The way to earn spirit stones by doing missions was clearly right in front of them, but some people wanted to go to the alchemy room to try out some improved version of the blasting talisman.

One or two of them make people nervous every day and it's not a relief at all.

Yan Zhaoming: "You are really frugal..."

Jiang Jinyue: "Is it about being frugal and managing the household?"

Canglige sneered: "Is this a play for a piece of spirit stone?"

Lu Wensheng didn't know why, but he felt embarrassed for Tang He - is this what they call, you pose no threat to me in the world of cultivation, but you make me lose face in the world of education?

Tang He didn't think it was a big deal, and said righteously: "Why, you look down on low-grade spirit stones? It's a lot after accumulating over time, right?!"

Yan Zhaoming thought about the time when Tang He was selling to him, and now that he was heavily in debt, he felt a little awkward. He looked at Tang He and asked, "So do you have a way to earn spirit stones?"

Why ask Tang He when there are so many people to ask? Lu Wensheng's mouth twitched, but he didn't say much.

"Master Yan is indeed a man of vision. I just came up with an idea now!"

The morning breeze blew Tang He's sleeves, making the dancing gold in his eyes even brighter.

He touched the Qiankun bag with his fingertips, and a yellowed map appeared. "Someone has offered a huge reward for the thousand-year-old Ice Soul Cicada Shell on the Jade Mirror—"

"That thing only lives in the ice spider nest in the Demonic Abyss Rift." Lu Wensheng also looked at the map and tapped the scarlet mark on the edge with his fingertips. "Not to mention that the ice spider's poisonous mist can corrode the golden elixir, the demonic energy in the rift alone is enough for you to bear..."

"So we need an improved version of the Wind Boat!" Tang He shook out a palm-sized spiritual boat from his sleeves, with three golden talismans wrapped around the tail. "I have specially studied it..."

"Last month, the improved version of the Water Avoidance Technique blew up half of the alchemy furnace that Wei Xun was watching, causing him to hunt you for three days... Not to mention whether your spirit boat is reliable, the other expenses are also not small."

"You have to take a long-term view!" Tang He suddenly threw the spirit boat to Yan Zhaoming, shocking the young man so much that he hurriedly caught it. "It's true that Xuepo City's reward is for the cicada shell, but who said I'm going? I'm only providing convenience!"

Lu Wensheng suddenly sneered: "Then make a fortune and run away, and live a life of being hunted by the buyer from now on?"

Tang He's so-called "way to earn spirit stones" will result in nine losses out of ten, and one will lose everything. Starting a business is a matter of bad timing, bad location and bad people.

"Brother, you can't underestimate me just because of those few failures... What do you think, Young Master Yan?"

Yan Zhaoming felt that the spirit boat in his hand was like a hot potato. Fearing that it would explode in his hands, he quickly threw it back into Tang He's arms.

"No need!"

"What a shame - as the saying goes, the brave will die of overeating, while the timid will die of starvation. If you want to earn spirit stones, you must have courage!"

Several geniuses looked at Tang He as if he was a scammer and they all found excuses to go down the mountain to complete their missions. Tang He snorted and looked at Lu Wensheng.

"By the way, you have the leisure to do all this, how are your studies going recently?"

After seeing the other party's intriguing expression, Tang He's voice suddenly increased: "Hahahaha, really, Senior Brother, why are you mentioning homework... I'll go back and do it right away!!!"

Lu Wensheng shook his head and simply went back to the Discipline Hall to check out the latest documents.

The jade mirror on the desk suddenly rippled. He reached out to brush it, and his fingertips paused when he saw what was written on the mirror. When the first line of words appeared, the room full of crane cries and bamboo shadows was shrouded in shadow.

"Ah Sheng, what are you doing right now?"

The words emerging in the mirror seemed to be soaked in blood, and the ink spread out spider-web-like cracks on the jade.

Who is this? Lu Wensheng couldn't see the nickname of the other party, and muttered "A Sheng" - it was very intimate, even Liu Jiqian would not call him that.

"Are you thinking of anyone?" The new handwriting was even darker, "Or are you marking the students' homework? Ah, you are so kind to them..."

Where did this male ghost come from? Lu Wensheng felt that the gloomy aura was about to drown him.

The jade mirror suddenly made a crisp sound like porcelain cracking, and dense bloodshot flowed on the mirror surface: "Has anyone confessed their feelings to you?" The handwriting began to distort, as if countless ghost hands were scratching in the mirror, "Of course there is, I know it! Ah Sheng is the most popular... Don't promise anyone else, don't..."

Lu Wensheng was silent: Who on earth is this? ! The familiar look and intimate attitude made him look like Liu Jiqian... But he had never seen Liu Jiqian use the jade mirror, and the other party was in the hands of the demons, so it was impossible.

Um... can the jade mirror be infected with a virus? Or is he being harassed? Can the cultivation world "call the police" on this matter?

He tried to reply under the densely packed messages: "Weiyun?"

The pop-up messages on the other side suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, a series of messages came, and the jade mirror seemed to let out a mournful cry, and those crazy words began to burst out like burning.

"Weiyun? Just Weiyun?"

"Yangming...Asheng...my love for you is as clear as the heaven and earth can bear witness to, and will never change, even in life or death..."

"I like you so much...I like you..."

"I miss you, I miss you so much..."

"Don't leave me...Don't leave me!"

Lu Wensheng: “!!!” Help! What hidden mechanism did he trigger? !