Xuanxia

Chapter 238: Atonement
Fu Qingzhou didn't know what Tang Jiao took out, but he was almost brain-destroying because of the noise made by the smoker in his mind.

"Alright, alright, be quiet!"

He responded: "Let me do my business first!"

"Hey, this, this, you already have this, what the hell are you doing?"

The Smoker said in a trembling voice: "This is the Mysterious Star Divine Iron! The first Mysterious Star in history was the one who realized the Mysterious Star Dao from this Divine Iron! You actually have such a big piece hidden in your Wuwei Temple!"

"Not to mention using this thing to refine weapons, just holding it every day and practicing enlightenment will bring countless unpredictable benefits!"

"With it, I don't even need to possess another body anymore! I might be able to figure out a heaven-defying method to reshape my body!"

"Damn it, no wonder you have so many secret manuals and techniques in Wuwei Temple that can't be found anywhere else. With this thing, I can write one for you every ten days or half a month!"

Situ Chong also widened his eyes at this time, stretched out his trembling hand, and reached for the magic iron on the table little by little: "This, this, this, this is the Xuan, Xuanxing magic iron..."

The next second, Tang Jiao's hand blocked his way and covered the Xuanxing Divine Iron.

"It's impossible to give you all this."

She said this with great dignity: "Mr. Situ, since you know our identities, you should also know our sect."

"This piece of Xuanxing Divine Iron was given to me by my master when I left the mountain. How can it be more than priceless? If we only cut off a piece of it as small as a grain of sand, it would be worth more than 50,000 taels of silver."

"So, that means the money has been paid off, right?"

Situ Chong opened his eyes wide, breathing rapidly, as if he didn't hear her words. He stared at the Xuanxing Divine Iron, his hands shaking constantly.

"not good!"

Fu Qingzhou heard the curse of the smoker in his mind: "This girl is so reckless that she took out such a treasure. This old man is tempted! Kill him and silence him!"

Fu Qingzhou would never do such a thing as killing someone to silence them...

But he also became solemn. Such a treasure was enough to shake the whole world. What was Qing Songzi thinking, that he actually gave it to Tang Jiao like this? He didn't even explain it to her clearly, and just let her take it out like this?
He was about to do something when he saw Tang Jiao chuckle and say, "Mr. Situ, you don't think my master gave me this thing without worrying about someone snatching it away, do you?"

After hearing this, Situ Chong apparently regained some of his sanity.

But he still swallowed hard, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were even a little bloodshot.

"This piece of sacred iron was prepared by our master for us brothers and sisters."

Tang Jiao said softly: "If we don't give it away willingly, then the person holding it will not only not get any benefit from it, but may also fall into great danger - if you don't believe it, just try it."

After saying that, she actually pushed the Xuanxing Divine Iron forward.

As she said this, the Smoker immediately said in Fu Qingzhou's mind: "Huh? Now that this girl said that, it seems that there is something wrong with this iron... The aura on it is not strong, no, it can even be said to be very low. No wonder I didn't notice it before. What kind of treatment has it undergone?"

"Damn it, this is going to make it hard for me... Damn it..."

As he spoke, Situ Chong had already carefully stretched out his hand and touched the Xuanxing Divine Iron.

With just this one touch, he was struck by lightning!
But he cried out in pain and fell off his chair with a thud.

When he hurriedly got up, blood was already flowing from his eyes and his vision was blurry and confused.

And the next second, he saw Tang Jiao stretch out her hand, gently grasp the Xuanxing Divine Iron, and shake it slightly in her hand.

"How is it, Mr. Situ?"

She smiled sweetly and said, "I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Fu Qingzhou finally felt relieved.

It seems that Qingsongzi still knows what is important. Although the old Taoist priest looks unreliable, he is still an hermit master after all.

So he smiled, folded his arms, and watched the fun.

Situ Chong climbed back onto the chair in a somewhat embarrassed manner, panting heavily, and after wiping away the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, he sighed helplessly. "Shame on you, shame on you..."

After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice: "I have seen countless rare treasures in my life, but today I almost failed. I am really ashamed of my ancestors and the saints..."

As he said this, Situ Chong actually covered his face and sobbed softly.

Fu Qingzhou was speechless and gave Tang Jiao a look.

Tang Jiao nodded slightly and said softly, "Mr. Situ, I was wrong. I don't have many rare treasures on me. I took out this thing for a mere fifty thousand taels... I'm sorry to hurt your feelings, please don't worry about it."

"Alas, I am ashamed..." Situ Chong sighed deeply, wiped away his tears, and adjusted his mood after a while: "It is also my fault. I wanted to raise your price, but the result is like this..."

As he said that, he waved his hands and said, "Forget it, forget it. You don't have to do that mission. One corner of the Black Star Divine Iron is enough to fulfill your request."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Now we have another request - you are not allowed to tell anyone about the news that we have this thing."

"This is not a deal with the Nebula Chamber of Commerce, but a deal with you, Mr. Situ."

Situ Chong was startled at first, then he smiled bitterly: "Young Master Fu, don't worry. We in the Xingyun Chamber of Commerce also have a piece of this Xuanxing Divine Iron... but it's smaller than the one you have."

"That divine iron is in the hands of our president. I have also seen it from afar once."

"At least with the president's personality and wealth, he won't be greedy for the item in your hands... What's more, you have the Wuwei Temple behind you, and this sacred iron has been tampered with, so it is useless to us."

Fu Qingzhou still shook his head: "No, we must make a deal. Let's talk business. I want you to keep your mouth shut about this matter. As for the price, you have the final say."

Situ Chong looked at his serious gaze and sighed.

"In my entire life as a merchant, I have never been looked at with such distrust... But this is not your fault, young man. It is my own fault."

He said in a hoarse voice: "Since the young man is determined to do so, let's complete this transaction."

After saying this, Situ Chong thought for a moment and said slowly: "I have a favor to ask of you, young man. As long as you complete this task, I will never let anyone know that you two hold the Mysterious Star Divine Iron. If you break this oath, I will strike you with five thunderbolts!"

As the words fell, there were subtle spiritual fluctuations between the three people.

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "So Mr. Situ is also a magician... Tell me, what is it?"

Situ Chong said softly, "A month ago, a scholar who was going to the capital to take the imperial examination came to Hengfeng City. Because he had spent all his money, he had to paint some paintings and write some poems to exchange for money and to collect money."

"In order to make money, he participated in poetry competitions in the city, hoping to win first place and win a prize."

"The poetry gathering was attended by many local talents, one of whom was named Lan Hongjun... He was a descendant of the Xishan Lan family, one of the four great families in Dayan. His father, Lan Wanxiong, was in charge of the Hengfeng City industry, one of the largest and most powerful families in the city. Lan Hongjun was arrogant and domineering, with countless followers. He was the number one playboy in the city."

"Master Lan Hongjun wrote a poem at a poetry gathering. The scholar didn't know his identity and background, and because he was drunk, he was quite crazy and said something rude, which angered Master Lan... There is no need to say what the consequences of such an act will be."

"Although Master Lan was bound by family rules and did not dare to openly oppress the scholar, he also spread the word that the scholar should get out of Hengfeng City. Master Lan's followers had long been thinking of ways to ruin the scholar's reputation in order to please Master Lan."

"I... would like to ask Young Master Fu to mediate this matter and ease the relationship between the scholar and Master Lan. Otherwise, either the scholar will be beaten half to death in Hengfeng City, or the scholar will really go to Beijing to serve as an official in the future and offend the aristocratic family, which will also be a big trouble for him."

Fu Qingzhou frowned when he heard this: "Mr. Situ, what is your relationship with this scholar?"

"It has nothing to do with me."

Situ Chong lowered his head and said, "I have committed a great offense by being tempted by the trade items held by the guest, but you two have not investigated the matter, and I feel deeply uneasy."

"Although this is the object of our transaction, it is also my way of paying my debt to Young Master Fu."

At this point, Fu Qingzhou suddenly realized something, his eyes lit up: "Atoning for sins? That scholar is related to me? He can't be..."

"Exactly."

Situ Chong said softly, "This scholar's surname is Yue and his name is Heng."

(End of this chapter)