Douluo V: Daily Intelligence - I Want All of Tang San's Opportunities

Su Yuntao turned around and walked back to his room. He closed the door, sat down at the table, poured himself a cup of cold tea, took a sip, put the cup on the table, leaned back in his chair, and a faint smile slowly curved his lips.

Does he want to go further?

Of course I want to.

Are you tempted by the promises made by the two temple members just now?

Of course, I was tempted.

But he knew in his heart that from beginning to end, all his excitement had only one purpose: to further improve his strength.

Salas wanted to block his path to promotion, but in reality, Su Yuntao's current need for external things was not as high as the other party imagined.

He possesses the Silver Moon Concentration Technique, the Mysterious Heaven Skill, the deduced Thirty-Six Claws of the Rending Wind, and the Silver Moon Concentration Bone. All these things combined are enough for him to practice diligently for quite some time.

Official positions and benefits are just icing on the cake for him now.

However... he will remember this grudge!

Su Yuntao drank the now-cold tea in one gulp, and the teacup made a crisp sound as it was placed on the table.

Just as he was about to get up and stretch his limbs, there was a light knock on the door from the outside, and then Master Xiu Nuo pushed the door open and walked in.

He sat down opposite Su Yuntao and remained silent for a while before Master Xiu Nuo spoke, his tone filled with obvious worry:

"Lord, the brothers below are all talking about it in private. Although I have already taught a few of the ringleaders a lesson, people's hearts are in turmoil and I'm afraid I can't stop them."

Su Yuntao leaned back in his chair, not responding, gesturing for him to continue.

Master Xiu Nuo lowered his voice and said:

"My Lord, Lord Salas's attitude was fine at first, but then it suddenly changed. Tell me the truth, did you offend him somewhere?"

Su Yun smiled gently:

"He tried to win me over, but I didn't agree."

Upon hearing this, Master Xiu Nuo immediately became anxious:

"How could a high-ranking white bishop do this? He tries to win someone over, so he resorts to making things difficult for them. This is just too much..."

His lips moved, but he ultimately swallowed back the unpleasant words:

"Then what should we do? Why don't you contact Lord Chrysanthemum Douluo? He was quite optimistic about you before, maybe he can put in a good word for you. With a Title Douluo involved, Salas shouldn't dare to go too far."

Su Yuntao shook his head.

He knew very well that his relationship with Chrysanthemum Douluo was not as deep as Master Xiu Nuo thought.

Chrysanthemum Douluo did have some appreciation for him, but this appreciation was ultimately just a one-sided fondness.

If he were to bother someone just because he didn't do well in an assessment, he wouldn't get any real help. Instead, people would think he was petty and impatient.

Why should Chrysanthemum Douluo think highly of someone who can't even withstand this little bit of trouble?

He put down his empty teacup and smiled at Master Xiu Nuo:

"Don't worry too much. Salas just said that whether you can get promoted depends on the final evaluation. Since he didn't say it was a sure thing, there's still room for negotiation."

He paused, then added:

"And even if we concede that he won't promote me, can he really just remove me from my position as branch hall master?"

Master Xiu Nuo opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but seeing Su Yuntao's unhurried demeanor, he ultimately just sighed.

"Alright, as long as you know what I mean. Just remember, no matter what others say, I'll always be on your side."

Su Yuntao patted him on the shoulder and said, "Thanks."

That evening, when Su Yuntao returned to the Baron's mansion, it was already dark.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he noticed that the lights in the main hall were on, and Liu Shi and Su Yunfeng were sitting at the table talking, with no food in front of them, clearly waiting for his return.

Su Yunfeng was the first to stand up when he saw him push the door open and come in.

His face was pale, and his voice carried an barely suppressed anger:

"Second brother, I heard about your assessment today. What happened with that white-robed bishop? Did he give you a hard time in front of everyone?"

Although Liu didn't speak, she tightened her grip on the cloth and kept her gaze fixed on Su Yuntao's face, as if trying to read something from his expression.

Su Yuntao sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of hot tea. Before he could even pick it up, Su Yunfeng slammed his hand on the table.

"So what if you're a white-robed bishop? Our Su family doesn't owe anyone anything! What's with the Spirit Hall? If you're not happy here, you can quit being that lousy branch hall master. Come back and help me manage the territory, and we'll still get by!"

Su Yuntao put down his teacup, reached out and pressed his elder brother's wrist, and sighed:

"Brother, please sit down and listen to me."

Su Yunfeng's chest heaved a few times before he finally sat back down, but his eyes remained fixed on Su Yuntao, as if Su Yuntao wouldn't let him go to the Spirit Hall tomorrow if he didn't give him a reasonable explanation today.

Su Yuntao was moved, yet also helpless:

"Today at the Notting branch, Salas initially tried to win me over, but when that failed, he tried to block my promotion. But so what? The Spirit Temple isn't something he can decide on his own. Besides, official positions are nice to have, but not having them won't stop me from becoming stronger. Don't worry, I have my own plans."

Su Yunfeng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but looking at Su Yuntao's calm and composed face, he swallowed his words and simply said:

"Fine, you can do whatever you want with it, but it's better to reject this two-faced person sooner rather than later!"

At this moment, Madam Liu whispered something from the side:

"By the way, Lord Xu sent someone with a message during the day today, saying that he will come to our house in a few days."

Su Yuntao instantly understood that the matter of Lord Xiao had come to an end. He didn't care too much about it, after all, he had already obtained all the benefits he was entitled to in this matter, and even far exceeded his expectations.

As night deepened, the lights in the Baron's mansion were extinguished one by one.

Su Yuntao returned to his room and mentally reviewed the day's events before closing his eyes: the assessment, Lu Heng, Salas, the promises of the two temple members, Master Xiu Nuo's worries, his elder brother's table-slamming gesture, and his mother's hesitant expression.

Every face flashed through his mind, but they all ended up on the same question: he had to raise his soul power level as soon as possible.

With his strength, Salas and the White Cardinal were nothing but paper tigers. Now, he only needed to do three things: practice, practice, and practice some more. Without hesitation, he spread the animal skin scroll of the Silver Moon Concentration Technique on the table, read it through again from beginning to end by the dim light, and then began a new round of cultivation under the moonlight.