Chapter 48: As You Like It

"I want the Ten Thousand Year Cold Jade."

Mo Qingkuang's words stunned Han Yan'er.

"What did you say?"

Mo Qingkuang cleared his throat and said solemnly: "I mean, I can do my best to help you defeat Lin Yang, but I want the Ten Thousand Year Cold Jade!"

"Impossible! The Ten Thousand Year Cold Jade is the most precious treasure of my royal family, how can I give it to you!" Han Yan'er widened her eyes and refused sternly.

"Don't rush to refuse, I want one year! The Ten Thousand Year Cold Jade can assist in cultivation, as everyone knows. If I defeat Lin Yang and win the Martial Arts Champion, you can lend me the Ten Thousand Year Cold Jade to cultivate for one year. How about it?"

Han Yan'er fell silent after hearing this. One year can be discussed.

Using the right to use the Ten Thousand Year Cold Jade for one year to exchange for the thousand-year reputation of the Tianxuan Royal Family, this deal is not too bad.

"Can't you fight for your pride and defeat him in front of everyone? You and he should also have a grudge, don't you want revenge?" Han Yan'er still wanted to make a final struggle.

Mo Qingkuang shook his head: "A gentleman's revenge is never too late, I don't need to fight to the death. I am not sure I can kill him, and it doesn't matter who wins or loses in a fight with him."

"But..."

"No buts, just this condition, if you agree, I will fight for your Han family. If you don't agree, the second place is also good." Mo Qingkuang smiled and interrupted Han Yan'er's words.

"You..." Han Yan'er was so angry, why is this guy so stubborn this time.

In the past, which man didn't obey her words, and she wanted to give her her heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys. This damn Kuang Qing, the dignified ninth princess came to ask for help in person, giving you a huge face, and you still want this and that!

Seeing that Mo Qingkuang had no intention of giving in, Han Yan'er gritted her teeth: "I will go to the clan to discuss it, you must promise that you can win!"

"You don't have to give it to me if you lose. When you leave, close the door, I won't see you off." Mo Qingkuang waved his hand without making any promises.

"You! Is this your home or mine?" Han Yan'er had never been despised like this before, and she pointed at Mo Qingkuang and started to drink.

"Your home." Mo Qingkuang didn't even raise his head, and drank tea by himself, firmly implementing the correct policy taught by the ancestor Mo Fan that women should not be spoiled!

"Hmph!" Han Yan'er's chest, which had just begun to take shape, rose and fell violently, and it was not easy for her to calm down. With a cold snort, she walked away angrily, slamming the door and leaving, making a clanging sound.

Just act arrogantly! This aunt has something to ask of you, otherwise, I'll make you look good!

Not long after Han Yan'er went out, she ran back angrily.

This time she didn't knock on the door, but kicked it open with one foot.

"Why are you back again?" Mo Qingkuang was a little surprised.

The ancestor said that the more you seem to care about her, the more he cares about you. I didn't expect the effect to be so good?

Han Yan'er said coldly: "Just now, Dean Zheng sent someone to tell you a message."

"What did he say?" Mo Qingkuang was moved when he heard this.

Ever since Tian Sheng lost, he has been waiting for news from Zheng Tao. He believes that Zheng Tao will definitely agree to his request.

Because he also knows that due to Zheng Tao's misjudgment, no one except himself can compete with Lin Yang in the top 16.

"Master Wu, please come in." Han Yan'er's tone returned to normal, and she said respectfully to the door.

Outside the door, a middle-aged man in a black robe with a look of astonishment walked in. He was the one who had always been by Zheng Tao's side.

He was a little surprised. The royal family has always had very strict family education, and the princes and princesses are also well-educated and polite to others.

What did this Mo Qingkuang do to make the ninth princess so angry?

"Are you here? What does Dean Zheng want?" Mo Qingkuang saw the middle-aged man, and asked lazily without getting up to salute.

The middle-aged man glanced at Mo Qingkuang coldly: "The dean said, it's up to you."

Mo Qingkuang felt relieved after hearing this, and he was no longer afraid. He said with a smile: "I told you long ago that the dean will regret it, right?"

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched, and he resisted the urge to tear Mo Qingkuang's mouth off, and said sinisterly: "Boy, if you lose, even if Dean Zheng doesn't say anything, I will teach you a lesson."

"You won't have this opportunity." Mo Qingkuang was not afraid at all and said calmly.

"I hope so!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and clasped his fists to Han Yan'er, "Ninth Princess, I will take my leave first."

"Teacher Huang, take care."

Watching the black-robed middle-aged man leave, Han Yan'er finally asked the doubts in her heart: "What did you say just now? What did Dean Zheng regret?"

"If I were you, I wouldn't ask these messy things, but quickly find a way to get the Wannian Hanyu to me." Mo Qingkuang said lightly.

"You!" Han Yan'er was speechless for a moment, and suddenly her eyes turned, and she said cunningly: "I don't plan to give it to you, so what?"

"Oh? Do you want the Tianxuan Empire to lose face?"

"Don't think I can't hear it, you have already promised Dean Zheng to take action against Lin Yang! You came to me to ask for the Ten Thousand Years Cold Jade, which is obviously a lie to me! Even if I don't give it to you, you will try your best to defeat Lin Yang, because that Master Huang just now will not let you go." Han Yan'er smiled with success, and her mood suddenly became light.

"Okay, then you can go out. I kindly remind you that even if you don't go to deal with Lin Yang, that Master Wu will at most beat me up, not kill me. And your Tianxuan prestige, I'm afraid I can't redeem it even if I die ten thousand times." Mo Qingkuang was not in a hurry, but sipped tea calmly.

Han Yaner was also very angry when she heard this. Although Mo Qingkuang's words were unpleasant to hear, they also made some sense.

When Tianxuan was eager to recruit talents, forcing him to deal with Lin Yang, who could surpass the level and defeat the fourth-grade martial artist, was already a slim hope. Even if he avoided fighting, he would not be condemned too much.

On the contrary, the Tianxuan Empire has been forced to the edge of the cliff. If it takes another step back, it will end up losing its reputation.

This Mo Qingkuang really has himself under control!

"You wait!" Han Yaner gritted her silver teeth, squeezed out a cruel word, and left angrily.

…………

In the Kyoto Restaurant in the south of the city, Lin Yang's face was pale, holding a jade box in his hand.

This was the fourth-grade elixir, the Qi-restoring elixir, which Deacon Lin had just given him.

The effect of the Qi-restoring elixir can quickly restore physical strength and get rid of the weak state. It is a holy product with extremely strong medicinal effect.

Although it is easy for the Medicine Saint to refine this kind of elixir, even if it is very effective, he can refine a lot. But a good cook cannot cook without rice. Lin Yang does not have the right materials, and he cannot make a pill for him out of thin air.

Fortunately, Lin Yang is the only remaining seedling of Yuanjian Sect's plan, and he has shown his amazing talent in challenging higher-level opponents. Deacon Lin must of course give his full support to ensure that he wins the next palace examination without any mistakes!

Lin Yang sat cross-legged on the bed, opened the jade box, swallowed the fragrant Qi-restoring pill in one gulp, and began to meditate and regulate his breathing.