6kv Chapter 43 Being Targeted by a Young Woman
Chapter 43 Being Targeted by a Young Woman
When the communication jade slip lit up.
There was another burst of clicking and clattering sounds from Ma Wencai's abacus.
He said through gritted teeth:
"Li Tianran, it's the middle of the night, you'd better have something more important than paying back the money!"
Li Tianran leaned against the stone wall.
He lowered his voice and said, "Senior Brother Ma, could you please fetch Steward Ma for me?"
Among those in the Blood Spirit Sect who could contend with Old Demon Han, there was still someone he might be able to contact.
only one.
That's Steward Ma from Bloodfang Valley.
Zhao Ling said that.
Like Ma Wencai, Steward Ma only cares about money and interests.
He has already proven this to be true in Ma Wencai.
If you demonstrate sufficient value, you can try to contact Butler Ma.
On the other end, the sound of the abacus never stopped.
Ma Wencai drawled out his words, then sneered, "Meet my aunt? You?"
"Li Tianran, you'd better pay me back the 145 spirit stones you owe me first, or there's no point in talking!"
"Senior Brother Ma, I didn't consult you. This matter is very important and needs to be decided by Steward Ma."
Li Tianran spoke in a very flat tone.
Ma Wencai: "What do you mean? You're just making a big fuss about it again!"
Li Tianran got straight to the point: "It concerns the position of deputy sect leader."
The sound of the abacus stopped.
Ma Wencai remained silent for a long time before speaking again with emotion.
"Ah, Li Tianran, Li Tianran."
Call me Brother Ma when you need my help, but I'll disappear the moment you turn your back on me.
I've been looking for you for a whole day and night, and you've been sleeping soundly in the inn.
He placed the abacus on his knees.
"What do you take me for, Ma Wencai? Your communication jade slip. You dial it once, make one sound, and then throw it away."
"You only call for your senior brother when you need something, and disappear when you don't. I don't think you treat me like a senior brother at all, or even like a human being."
Li Tianran said awkwardly, "Senior brother, let me explain..."
"Shut up!" Ma Wencai took a breath.
His tone suddenly changed, and a shrewd glint appeared in his throat.
"I can help you, but this trip can't be in vain."
Don't you have a level 2 Blood Spirit Grass? Pawn it with me first.
In addition, you must repay the debt of 145 spirit stones.
Otherwise, you can forget about seeing my aunt. She values integrity above all else.
She completely ignored the monk who broke his promise.
Li Tianran sighed inwardly.
What else can be said?
I have no choice but to agree first.
"make a deal!"
"Deal my ass!"
"You said it was a deal last time, but nothing came of it."
"You must give me the Blood Spirit Grass and spirit stones this time, or I'll report this to Deacon Han."
"That usual place?"
"I'll contact you then," Ma Wencai snorted.
His abacus beads started clicking away again, the rhythm much lighter than before.
The communication was interrupted.
Li Tianran held the communication jade slip and waited for half an hour.
He re-analyzed the possible escape routes should Steward Ma refuse.
There is no turning back now.
Han Laomo's place is a dead end, and so is the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Bloodfang Valley is the only third party that can keep both sides in check at the same time.
We had no choice but to take the gamble.
When the jade slip lit up again.
It was a woman, and her tone was crisp.
"I'll give you ten breaths. If you can't explain yourself, then get lost."
Li Tianran was prepared.
"Senior Ma, my master has materials for crafting Foundation Establishment puppets in his secret chamber. I have access to the secret chamber."
"Materials for a Foundation Building Puppet?"
"Do you think I need it?" the woman asked playfully.
Li Tianran: "You probably don't need it."
"But I can act as your mole, and you can activate me whenever you need me."
With the competition for the position of deputy sect leader imminent, perhaps I can help you achieve a different result.
Furthermore, I have even more valuable information to offer you.
There was a moment of silence.
Steward Ma's voice rang out: "Interesting, let's talk face to face."
There is a withered locust tree at the border of Blood Burial Plain and Blood Tooth Valley, which is a relatively secluded spot.
Arrive within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and do not bring anyone with you.
He paused for a moment.
She added another sentence, her tone suddenly softening slightly, carrying a hint of warning.
"Wencai said you owe him 145 spirit stones. I'll keep track of this debt for him; no one has ever dared to owe Bloodfang Valley money and not pay it back."
Upon hearing this, Li Tianran cursed inwardly.
A dignified Foundation Establishment mid-stage expert actually coveted the hundred-odd spirit stones in his pocket.
The Ma family really loves money.
Li Tianran didn't waste any words.
He peered through the peephole and saw that Han Laomo's cave was tightly closed.
He hung the scimitar at his waist and put on the black hooded cloak.
This knife isn't very handy to use; I wear it on my person just for show.
The meteorite spear in the storage bag was his own.
It hasn't been sharpened yet, and there are still flaws.
But after the repair, it shouldn't be too weak.
A weapon that can resonate with the Immortal Imprisoning Basin must be extraordinary.
Li Tianran emerged from the cave, where the gray fog was thick.
He first walked around the back mountain path twice, then squatted down among a pile of rocks and waited for a while.
Only after confirming that there were no footsteps following him did he make his way towards the withered locust tree.
Only one person stood under the withered locust tree.
A woman with a slender figure.
A well-tailored dark red robe.
Her waist was adorned with spirit stones, she wore three storage rings on her fingers, and a string of spirit shell anklets on her ankles clattered gently in the night breeze.
He looked to be in his early thirties, unlike Han Laomo, who was so withered and aged that people just wanted to stay away from him.
It gives off the feeling of a respectable young married woman.
She possesses a captivating charm tinged with maturity, and her eyes hold a hint of world-weariness.
Her robes were tightly fitted at the waist, and the young woman's voluptuous figure was enveloped in the oppressive aura of the Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Ma Wencai's aunt!
Another deacon of the Blood Spirit Sect!
Li Tianran glanced at it once and then looked away.
Beautiful women don't last long in the Blood Spirit Sect.
A beautiful woman who can cultivate to the Foundation Establishment stage—other cultivators probably wouldn't survive long in her hands either.
Li Tianran stopped three feet away from Steward Ma.
His hood was pulled low, obscuring the pair of dark red horns on his forehead.
His right hand hung naturally beside the scimitar; he neither bowed nor moved too close.
Three feet was enough for him to see her expression clearly, and enough for him to reach the Earth Escape Talisman before she turned on him.
The two were separated by a thin layer of night fog, and neither of them spoke first.
The fog lingered between them for quite some time.
Li Tianran broke the silence.
He directly reported the list of materials he had seen in Han Laomo's secret room.
She did not answer immediately after he finished speaking.
The silence lasted for several more breaths.
A heavy pressure suddenly descended.
It was like a purple jade abacus pressing on his chest, calculating him thoroughly, holding him tightly, making him unable to move.
Mid-stage Foundation Building…
"How could a low-level blood slave climb up to this position and be able to talk to me?"
That's really interesting.
You are clearly at the seventh level of pseudo-Qi cultivation, but you are pretending to be at the fifth level.
What are you planning? What are you after?
Ma Rou looked at him with great interest.
"Anyone who knows the Blood Spirit Sect can recognize your identity at a glance because of the horn on your head."
"I can recognize you at a glance, what's the point of hiding?"
Li Tianran's right hand remained hanging down beside the curved sword, without gripping the hilt.
He took a deep breath.
"Since you've come out, it means you're interested in what I'm saying."
Ma Rou smiled.
She laughed so hard she was shaking.
"I'm not only interested in what you're saying, but I'm also very interested in you."