novelraw Chapter 1732 1236: We Old Folks Have Integrity
Chapter 1732 1236: We Old Folks Have Integrity
"What the heck? You're not into guys? I might have believed you if you hadn't explained; the more you explain, the less I believe you!" Zhang Menglong immediately used all his life-long agility technique, but alas, his speed was no match for a Dao Realm master.
In the blink of an eye, the little old man appeared before Zhang Menglong. He grinned, revealing oddly crooked, yellowed teeth. This appearance, even among a group of beggars, wouldn't require any makeup; it was hard to associate him with a formidable Dao Realm master.
"Hehehe, young brother, why are you running so fast? I'm not some pervert."
"I know a psychiatric hospital where all the patients claim they're not mentally ill!" Zhang Menglong was ready to summon his Dao Realm puppet at any moment.
But indeed, he didn't sense any malicious intent from this old man; it seemed as though he didn't intend to harm him.
"What exactly do you want?"
"I want to discuss something with you," the old man said, "You came to this place, I believe, because you sensed the scent of Cold Marrow Jade Dew?"
"Cold Marrow Jade Dew?" Zhang Menglong thought for a moment; this thing was likely the name of the treasure Gou Dan had sensed. It certainly sounded rather impressive. "I don't know what it is, but I felt that some treasure was about to emerge here, so I came to try my luck."
"Your senses are sharper than most Dao Realm practitioners," the old man said. "At least twenty Dao Realm practitioners are in this Hong Yun Empire right now, and only I sensed the Cold Marrow Jade Dew scent. I didn't expect that you, a Third Grade Spiritual Body, could also sense it."
"Moreover, this place would instantly freeze a Divine Cultivation Peak being into an ice sculpture," the old man stomped the ground. Zhang Menglong looked down and saw a martial artist's body sealed beneath the ice. He had long lost his life but still maintained a vibrant appearance as if time had merely stopped.
"The flames on you are impressive, resisting the cold here. Even I, the old man, need to use two-tenths of my power to withstand the cold here; a slight neglect could freeze me to death."
The old man rambled on a lot, but Zhang Menglong still didn't understand what he was trying to convey.
"Do you know what Cold Marrow Jade Dew is?"
Zhang Menglong shook his head; he didn't know squat.
"This is a treasure, formed in extremely low temperatures with an abundance of pure energy. It is immensely beneficial for those cultivating cold attribute cultivation techniques and is an invaluable treasure for Body Refinement martial artists!"
"Beneficial for Body Refinement martial artists?" Zhang Menglong only caught the latter part.
Although Gu Xiao's body had become terrifying after being strengthened by the Destruction Demon Dragon's bloodline, in cultivation, innate talent and cultivation are equally important, but Zhang Menglong was an expert at slacking off; he had progressed from a First-grade Spiritual Body to a Third Grade almost through bodily growth alone.
But with the acceleration of these treasures, Gu Xiao's physique enhancement could advance further, perhaps reaching Fourth or even Fifth Grade Spiritual Body before the superpower assessments began!
At that point, once the bloodline power was activated, even facing a Divine Cultivation Realm practitioner, Zhang Menglong would have a chance to strike!
"So, are you interested?" The old man leaned closer, looking eagerly at Zhang Menglong, "We can split fifty-fifty once we get it!"
"Huh?" Zhang Menglong almost doubted his hearing, "Sir, something a Dao Realm master can't obtain—what's the point of me joining? And why would you share it fifty-fifty with me?"
"You have to understand, it's not that I can't obtain it, but I genuinely lack manpower!" the old man said. "If you help me, our success rate will be high."
"Care to elaborate?"
"Hehe, I knew you'd be interested!" The old man sat down. "Do you have any food?"
Zhang Menglong gave him a blank stare; how could a Dao Realm master act like a street rascal? He had such a strong rogue aura, it was hard to figure him out.
Yet Zhang Menglong did enjoy listening to stories, and at this point, it was best to have something to munch on.
In this cold place, milk tea would turn to ice cream upon taking it out, so he could only offer some salty peanuts.
"Hmm? Delicious!" The old man's eyes lit up; he had never tasted something so unique in his life, and suddenly, his chatterbox opened, "That Cold Marrow Jade Dew is amidst the snowy mountains ahead, but there's a beast guarding it with formidable strength!"
"A Dao Realm Warcraft?" Zhang Menglong recalled the recent roar from the front, along with the cold blast that had knocked the old man back, probably the work of that Warcraft.
"Exactly," the old man said, "It's a half-bird, half-dragon creature; I don't even know what it is. It must have consumed quite a bit of Cold Marrow Jade Dew; its feathers are like armor. I fought it for several days and didn't manage to pluck a single feather!"
"But it can't do anything to me either," the old man said proudly, "We're evenly matched; with the current situation, it's a standoff, and I can't find the Cold Marrow Jade Dew alone, so I need your help. I'll distract that beast while you go fetch it!"
"Why me?" Zhang Menglong asked.
"Isn't it obvious?" the old man said, "There isn't another Divine cultivator who can withstand the cold of this ghostly place."
"Why not find other Dao Realm masters to help?"
"Hmph, I don't want to share the loot with them; if they find out, I'm afraid I won't even get half."
"Why should I trust you?" Zhang Menglong asked, "You're a Dao Realm master; if I get that Cold Marrow Jade Dew, you might demand it all from me, and I'd end up with nothing!"
"What the heck! What do you take me for?" the old man said indignantly, "We old folks have our principles! If I say I'll give you half, you'll get half!"
"You think I'll risk my life based on your word? There's no such simple bargain in this world!"
"Then how do you want me to prove it?"
"Transfer me 10 trillion Divine Crystals first to see your capability?"
"Give me your account!" the old man said.
...
"Your account has been credited with 10 trillion Divine Crystals! Balance..."
"What the heck, this old man is loaded!" Zhang Menglong exclaimed, witnessing someone casually dispense such massive wealth for the first time.
"How about now, is my sincerity enough?" the old man asked.
"Alright, I'm in!" Zhang Menglong was very interested in the Cold Marrow Jade Dew, and if he went in to fetch it himself, who knows how much he could actually claim. What the fifty-fifty share truly amounted to would be known only to him.
"Good!" The old man enthusiastically rubbed his hands together, "In that case, it's settled. I'll go hold off that beast, but at best, I can only hold it off for half an hour. You must come back within this time. If you can't find it, don't worry, we'll try again."
"Alright."
"Ready?" The old man stood up and began shouting in the direction of the snowy mountain.
"You dumb bird, get out here! Today I'm going to make soup with your meat!"
"Weren't you just acting all high and mighty? Come out if you have the guts! Come over and fight me!"
"Goodness, this old man is priceless!" Zhang Menglong watched the old man act like a provocative scoundrel, and there was a sense of camaraderie in the air.
"Roar!" That familiar roar sounded again, and Zhang Menglong knew that the Warcraft was about to make an appearance!