44. Scamming a Fool
Crane Boy Demon: “???”
What are you talking about, little girl?
No, I should call her “big sister” now.
The matter of the Divine King’s Court had spread like wildfire these past few days. Although he was a demonic cultivator, he knew how serious it was.
If he were targeted, he would instantly become a public enemy. And in the current situation, he seemed to be in a position where he couldn’t defend himself.
“You wretch!” The two closed the distance, but the Crane Boy Demon sensed an impenetrable aura from the girl. He lowered his voice and said coldly, “I have no quarrel with you. Are you also from the Hundred Paths Mountain?”
“Are we talking about grudges now?”
Gong Yiling sneered. “Old man, before you ask why others treat you this way, you should first ask yourself what you’ve done and what you’re planning to do.”
“What have I done?”
The Crane Boy Demon frowned, puzzled.
But before he could think further, some in the crowd began to question his identity and were about to act.
Seeing this, the Crane Boy Demon didn’t hesitate and quickly fled.
Before leaving, he couldn’t help but leave a parting shot. “You wretch, we’ll see about this!”
After he left, many righteous cultivators followed, probably intending to give him a piece of their mind.
And Miss Gong, who had orchestrated all this, chuckled softly.
Then, she returned to her table, calmly flipped it over, and asked the waiter for another plate of peanuts.
“This one’s on you, right?” Gong Yiling took a few peanuts and began to eat, while Leng Yuli watched, dumbfounded.
“That person… was he really a cultivator from the Divine King’s Court?”
“How could it be? A guy of that level wouldn’t resort to such underhanded tactics.” Gong Yiling said calmly, “He’s the real Crane Boy Demon, the one and only.”
“Huh!?”
Leng Yuli was stunned. “Really?”
“Really, then why…”
Recalling Gong Yiling’s earlier words, Leng Yuli suddenly understood.
No wonder she said the real Crane Boy Demon wouldn’t be bragging here.
The truth was… the real Crane Boy Demon would only be bragging here. A simple pervert was just that, without any pretense.
But others, unfamiliar with him, wouldn’t know this. She had successfully tricked them, forcing one to admit he was someone else.
“But why did you do that?” Leng Yuli asked, puzzled. “Do you have a grudge against that person?”
Miss Gong, munching on peanuts, said, “As a woman, don’t you think he deserves a beating?”
“Well, yes.”
“With someone like that, don’t worry about whether he gets what he deserves. If I could beat him, I would have already gouged out his eyes and fed them to the dogs.”
Mmm… this Miss Lü seemed to be a vengeful person. So, setting up this scheme was quite normal.
However, she couldn’t shake the feeling that Miss Lü had a strong animosity towards that man, not just simple disgust, but a deep-seated hatred.
The real reason, only Miss Gong herself knew.
“Let’s not talk about such uninteresting things.” Suppressing her inner rage, Gong Yiling smiled. “You should have noticed something more important, right?”
“Ah… what is it?”
Gong Yiling’s gaze swept across the crowd, then she leaned closer. “Do you think it’s normal for so many cultivators to be here?”
She was, of course, referring to those outside the Sword Alliance.
Even if other Sword Alliances recruited outsiders with special skills, the variety of cultivators here was too great.
The Five Demonic Abysses, the Hundred Paths Mountain, the Eight Desolations Sword Alliance, and other factions from the Four Kingdoms and various martial arts sects.
A small inn, encompassing almost every type of cultivator. This was probably the peak of this small inn’s life.
“Are they all here for… that Wind and Cloud Sword?” Leng Yuli asked. “But not many people should know about the Eight Desolations Sword Master. Why are they here…?”
“Why don’t we just ask someone?”
Gong Yiling smiled and pulled over the disciple from the Hundred Flowers Dao.
Perhaps because of the earlier incident, his attitude towards them was incredibly friendly, almost to the point of telling them anything.
“Are you two ladies trying to find out why we’re here?”
“Yes.”
“We’re here with our elder to bid on a sword.” The disciple answered openly. “It’s said that a peerless divine sword will appear here, its grade at least mid-grade Immortal Artifact.”
“This might not be much to the top sects, but for us, we hope to acquire it as our sect’s treasured artifact.”
Mmm… come to think of it, this thing was probably a real Immortal Artifact, far superior to spiritual artifacts.
The appearance of such an item would surely cause a sensation. The Wind and Cloud Sword’s grade was probably even underestimated.
According to the system, its grade was at least EX, a true high-grade, or even a top-grade, Immortal Artifact.
After a moment of thought, Gong Yiling asked, “This news… where did you hear it?”
“The news…” The disciple thought for a moment. “It seems to have come from a black-clad swordsman. After Elder Hua received the news, he confirmed it several times before bringing us here.”
“A black-clad swordsman…”
Gong Yiling instinctively thought of the black-clad swordsmen she had seen in the Sword Alliance.
If they were the same group, did that mean the auction was being orchestrated by the Eight Desolations Sword Alliance, or… did the Eight Desolations Sword Alliance not know that their partners had other motives?
“Is there anything else you ladies would like to ask?”
“Nothing else.” Gong Yiling smiled and tossed a high-grade spirit crystal onto the table. “I was just trying something earlier. I might have offended you. And for answering my questions, this is your compensation.”
“A high-grade spirit crystal!?” The man was surprised to receive such a valuable item for a few simple words.
“By the way, you said you were trying something new… what do you mean?”
Scamming a fool.
