Proving the Dao in a Dream, Scheming Against Cultivators from the Start 53. Chapter 53: the Ten-Thousand-Li Map of Mountains and Rivers

Chapter 53: the Ten-Thousand-Li Map of Mountains and Rivers

Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators

Dream-Making Expert

The speaker was a black-robed Daoist, square-faced, tall and thin as a bamboo pole, like a mantis shrimp that had cultivated into a spirit. His cultivation realm could not be seen.

But since he dared go to the Five Elements Star Secret Realm, he should at least be at late-stage Qi Refinement.

Lü Yang sized the other party up for a moment, then gave a slight nod, signaling Steward Chen to make the introductions.

Steward Chen immediately said, “Fellow Daoist Lin, this is Senior Brother Wan Wan Hai, whom I mentioned to you before. An elite of the Immortal Academy. The Ten-Thousand-Li Map of Mountains and Rivers you wanted is Senior Brother Wan’s.”

“Senior Brother Wan, this is Fellow Daoist Lin Qi…”

“Enough, there’s no need for introductions.”

Wan Hai impatiently cut off Steward Chen’s introduction. “The Ten-Thousand-Li Map of Mountains and Rivers is my beloved treasure. I have no intention of selling it. When Old Chen asked me last time, I was just speaking offhand.”

“I never imagined you would actually come running over.”

“Senior Brother Wan, that’s not what you told me before.”

Steward Chen grew anxious and was about to argue, but Lin Qi stopped him.

“Fellow Daoist Wan. A gentleman does not rob others of what they love. Since the Ten-Thousand-Li Map of Mountains and Rivers is your beloved treasure, then let this trade be dropped.”

“Old Chen, accompany me to take care of some business first.”

With that, Lin Qi made to pull Steward Chen into the Cold Moon Palace.

Steward Chen did not understand, but did not dare argue, and turned to follow Lin Qi away.

But Wan Hai called out to stop them. “Since you’re already here, how about this: let’s just treat it as making friends and talk first.”

“If we talk well, then for Old Chen’s sake, it’s not that I can’t bear to part with it.”

Lin Qi stopped walking, glanced at Wan Hai with a half-smile, and said to Steward Chen, “Old Chen, I’ll talk with Fellow Daoist Wan a bit more. You go to the Market and buy the tickets for the floating ship.”

Only now did Steward Chen grasp what had happened. He realized that a round of price negotiation had already played out.

Wan Hai had probably seen how quickly they arrived and figured they were determined to get it, so he planned to jack up the price on the spot.

And Lin Qi had clearly seen through it instantly, flipping his stance to claim he was only passing by and not here specifically for the trade.

This back-and-forth, eight hundred schemes packed into it.

Damn it. No wonder these people were doing better than him.

Their minds were filthy.

After watching Steward Chen leave, Lin Qi spoke casually. “Fellow Daoist Wan, take out the Ten-Thousand-Li Map of Mountains and Rivers and let me have a look first. Old Chen has narrow horizons and hasn’t seen much of the world.”

“All those things he recommended to me before were just scrap metal. Nothing interesting.”

“Haha, Fellow Daoist Lin, that’s unfair. Old Chen’s cultivation might not be much, but he’s at least worked in the Law Enforcement Hall and is widely experienced. It’s not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry who can catch his dharma eye.”

Wan Hai laughed as he spoke, then drew a scroll from his sleeve

and handed it to Lin Qi solemnly with both hands, not forgetting to remind him, “Fellow Daoist Lin, be careful with it. After all, this is my beloved treasure.”