Capítulo 1191: Chapter 454: Gaining Fame by Stepping on Ning Zhuo
“Elder Sun, Elder Sun, please don’t be angry, listen to my explanation.” The gray-robed cultivator in the Black Market clasped his fists and repeatedly apologized.
Last time, under the introduction of Yu Heye, Sun Lingtong made the first deal with this gray-robed cultivator and bought all the souls he was selling at the time.
Not only that, Sun Lingtong also ordered the soul of Qin De from the gray-robed cultivator.
Although Qin De was a Confucian Cultivator, he walked the Demon Path and had been imprisoned in the Evil Slaying Hall’s Cloud Prison for many years. It’s not unusual for him to perish.
At the time, the gray-robed cultivator asked for five hundred thousand Mid Grade Spirit Stones. Sun Lingtong not only agreed but also gave him two Ghost Dao Golden Cores as both a deposit and a warning.
Gray-Robed Cultivator: “I genuinely want to do this business, Elder Sun.”
“But ever since we parted last time, I went to the Evil Slaying Hall to try to operate, only to find that Qin De’s custody has become extremely strict!”
“It’s really strange. This guy was almost neglected for the past decade, how did he suddenly get ‘attention’?”
Sun Lingtong’s face was as calm as water.
The expectation falling short naturally put him in a bad mood.
He had always been very interested in Qin De, especially his creation, the “Saint Thief Scripture,” which deeply moved Sun Lingtong, feeling it could be his opportunity.
Therefore, Sun Lingtong was willing to purchase Qin De’s soul at a high price for Ning Zhuo. It would not only allow Ning Zhuo to acquire the experience and memories of a Confucian Cultivator but also gain the “Saint Thief Scripture,” achieving a dual benefit.
Sun Lingtong stared at the gray-robed cultivator: “Do I care about these circumstances of yours? This deal failed, you need to compensate me!”
The gray-robed cultivator sighed deeply, took out the two Ghost Dao Golden Cores from his bosom, reluctantly looked at them, but eventually returned them to Sun Lingtong.
Sun Lingtong first checked the goods, confirmed there was no error, and then put away the two Ghost Dao Golden Cores.
The gray-robed cultivator, seeing his skillful means of inspection unfolding five or six methods, immediately smelled the scent of a fellow Black Market trader, feeling an ominous sensation rising in his heart.
In the next moment, Sun Lingtong sneered at him: “Isn’t this account incorrect?”
The gray-robed cultivator’s heart skipped a beat: “I returned the two Golden Cores in full, how is it incorrect?”
Sun Lingtong chuckled coldly: “Do you think I don’t know the rules of the Black Market? You proposed a high price, I agreed without bargaining. Now, you tell me the business is off, delaying me for so long, shouldn’t you compensate me for this account?”
Sun Lingtong is not merely a “Black Market trader,” he manages the Black Market in Fire Persimmon Immortal City, and he is very familiar with the intricacies within.
In the Black Market, the reputation and credibility of long-term sellers are extremely important, even more so than life!
It seems strange, even ironic, but it’s true.
Between Evil Cultivators and those on the Demon Path, trust is hard to come by, and trust is the basis of business. Doing a one-time deal is another matter, but to do long-term business, you must maintain your reputation.
The gray-robed cultivator has been doing business in the Black Market for a long time, and he naturally maintains his reputation.
Faced with Sun Lingtong’s compensation claim, he immediately lowered his voice, speaking fiercely: “Heh, I was wondering if this was a trap you set up to scam me.”
“How come Qin De is suddenly being strictly supervised during this period?!”
Sun Lingtong sneered: “Are you planning to default? Are you sure?”
“You just have to nod, and I’ll shout right now, exposing your botched deceit.”
“And of course, not only that. I’ll also spread this news outside!”
“Watch it, if I don’t ruin your business, my surname isn’t Sun!”
The gray-robed cultivator also snorted coldly: “I never show my true appearance to people, at worst, I’ll just avoid the limelight and come back with a new identity to sell goods!”
Sun Lingtong: “Heh, are you sure? Then I’ll shout!”
The gray-robed cultivator saw Sun Lingtong really open his mouth wide, his heartstrings pulled to the extreme, finally unable to hold on: “Hold on, hold on.”
He deflated like a sigh: “Set a price, how much do you want me to compensate. Let me say first, if you ask for an exorbitant amount, I’d rather start over!”
Sun Lingtong, an experienced negotiator, having gained a temporary victory, didn’t continue to push hard: “I want to know about the matter of Qin De, don’t give me nonsense, just tell me the valuable information that others don’t know.”
The gray-robed cultivator was slightly stunned, re-evaluating the cultivator in front of him, suddenly understanding that the other party genuinely wanted to make this deal.
His mood eased considerably, then he recounted the related intelligence, more detailed and truthful than before.
He complained: “I spent a lot of money trying to smooth relations, only to despairingly find out: it was an order from the very top!”
Sun Lingtong was shocked for a moment and confirmed: “The Evil Slaying Hall Master Zhong Dao?”
The gray-robed cultivator nodded: “Exactly!”
“It’s said that the leader of the Confucian Cultivator group, Duanmu Zhang, is a friend of Zhong Dao.”
“I suspect it might be this relationship that allowed the Confucian Cultivator group to catch some wind, affecting Hall Master Zhong Dao’s actions.”
Upon saying this, he looked towards Sun Lingtong once more.
Sun Lingtong snorted coldly: “Don’t look at me with suspicious eyes, how could I leak this deal?”
He frowned tightly and sighed deeply, unsure of what Zhong Dao was up to. In this situation, trying to acquire Qin De’s soul is nearly impossible.
He would never have thought that this fringe came from the most recent Eight Peaks Council and was closely related to White Paper Immortal City.
“When can you get Qin De’s soul?” Sun Lingtong asked.
The gray-robed cultivator was puzzled: “You want it that much?”
Sun Lingtong: “Accurately speaking, I want all the souls of Confucian Cultivators. But isn’t Qin De the only option you have?”