Million Times Talent

Chapter 13: Starry Immortal Dew

Then, he successively checked the remaining two jade bottles, nodding in satisfaction soon.

Slowly, he took out a jade token from his bosom. It was ancient and simple, exuding a faint green light. Mysterious patterns intertwined on it, clearly forming the two ancient characters "青云" (Qingyun), captivating anyone who looked at it.

The young man's eyes lit up instantly, his breath quickened. A single glance told him that this was the authentic Qingyun Token.

However, Qiao Si didn't hastily hand over the token; instead, he turned the token around in his hand without giving it to the young man.

The young man's expression tightened, and he said ominously, "Junior Brother, what does this mean?"

Although Qiao Si's face remained calm, a hint of greed flashed in his eyes. He smiled faintly, "Senior Brother, you know about Junior Brother's dull aptitude! While Starry Immortal Dew has extraordinary effects, it might only allow me to enter the Town Master realm or even fail to break through the Town Master realm. Senior Brother, as Master's most esteemed disciple, surely wouldn't mind a few drops of Starry Immortal Dew. I humbly request Senior Brother to generously gift me an additional two drops, and the Qingyun Token will be presented immediately."

The young man, with a darkened face, said, "Junior Brother, this is what you mean?"

Qiao Si's face remained calm, but a hint of greed shone in his eyes. He said calmly, "Senior Brother, you know Junior Brother's limited talent! Although Starry Immortal Dew has extraordinary effects, it might barely allow me to reach the initial stage of the Town Master realm, or there's a chance I might fail to break through. Senior Brother, as Master's most valued disciple, I believe you wouldn't mind a mere five drops of Starry Immortal Dew. Junior Brother requests Senior Brother to additionally bestow two drops, and the Qingyun Token will be offered immediately."

The Wolf Lord sneered inwardly. Did this kid think he was unaware of the value of the Qingyun Token?

If the Qingyun Token could be taken out for trading, its value would likely be equivalent to dozens of drops of Starry Immortal Dew, if not more.

Unfortunately, with his current strength, taking it out would be courting death. Even with background support, challenging a force capable of seizing Starry Immortal Dew would be like seeking one's doom.

A commoner should not be punished for the crimes of the elite!

"Well..." The young man seemed to hesitate.

However, he knew the value of the Qingyun Token too well. If his senior brother learned of the news, considering his accumulation, he would probably readily offer more than five drops of Starry Immortal Dew. After gritting his teeth, he seemed to make a significant decision, "Alright! As Junior Brother said, five drops of Starry Immortal Dew."

Immediately, he took out two more jade bottles and placed them in front of Qiao Si.

After confirming the contents, Qiao Si laughed heartily, "Senior Brother is indeed generous. The Qingyun Token is now Senior Brother's."

With that, he handed over the Qingyun Token to the young man.

The young man's fingers caressed the token, as if savoring an unparalleled treasure.

After a long while, his expression became excited, and with trembling hands, he stored away the Qingyun Token.

The transaction was complete. Both parties were very satisfied, their relationship more harmonious. They raised their cups and exchanged hearty laughter.

...

Outside the Tianlang Gang headquarters, a dark figure moved like a flying goose in the sky. He leaped over a wall more than ten feet high, silently landing in the courtyard.

With a push of his palm into the void, a glimmering knife made of vital energy shot out, tearing through the void and emitting a low, humming sound. It swiftly passed through the throat of a guard at the entrance.

"Swoosh!"

Blood splattered, and the guard fell to the ground.

Before the other guard could react, a dark figure teleported in front of him. One hand, like a steel clamp, had already tightly grasped his neck. It seemed as though a gentle squeeze would break his neck.

What made the guard even more terrified was that his vital energy had been sealed, rendering him unable to move, let alone resist.

The man's face turned ashen instantly, and sweat beads dripped down.

"I ask, you answer!" The disguised middle-aged man, with a hoarse voice, spoke without room for doubt.

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