Chapter 2870 — Growing Worse by the Day
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
Still, on reflection it made sense. A cultivator's physical strength and true qi were limited; a martial skill could not unleash more than the cultivator himself possessed. So Wei Zhao did understand why the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Palm had only ten forms—any more, and no cultivator could unleash them.
Of course, Wei Zhao was only comforting himself. The power of the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Palm in Tianchan's hands and in his own hands were absolutely not to be mentioned in the same breath!
"Right. If there were twenty forms, wouldn't that be defying heaven? Wouldn't I be invincible under the sun?" Tianchan shrugged.
"That's true enough," Wei Zhao nodded.
From martial skills, the two drifted on to other matters of cultivation. Both had five-element constitutions, so they had no shortage of topics to discuss...
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In Yanjing, Liu Tianli had been living very comfortably these past few days, smoking each day the cigarettes Boss Lang sent him and dreaming of how much profit he would reap from this big deal. Though the Liu family had come a long way since attaching itself to Wei Zhao—even some hidden clans now treated them with the utmost respect—in the end they still leaned on Wei Zhao. But Wei Zhao was Wei Zhao, and the Liu family was the Liu family. While the bond between Liu Tianyi and Wei Zhao held, the Liu family sailed smoothly along. But what about a hundred years from now, after Liu Tianyi was gone?
Liu Tianyi was no cultivator and certainly could not live overly long. Once he was gone, could Wei Zhao still help the Liu family as he did now? Obviously Liu Tianli thought it unlikely, and so he had long been looking for a chance to turn the Liu family into a great clan that could stand on its own without Wei Zhao.
Now the chance had come. If they could keep working with Boss Lang indefinitely, the Liu family's company would have no choice but to grow big.
He was gloating over this when his phone rang. Seeing Boss Lang's name on the screen, Liu Tianli was delighted and picked up at once. "Boss Lang, how goes it? Any good news?"
"President Liu, this is Little Cui—Cui Mianshi!" The caller was not Boss Lang after all, but his secretary and henchman, Cui Mianshi.
"Oh, Secretary Cui. What can I do for you?" Liu Tianli asked.
"It's like this—a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity has come up. Boss Lang is right now in negotiations with several local tobacco growers and a few merchants. One of the merchants, because of investment problems, has his funds tied up and can't turn them over. The tobacco he'd already bought for one and a half billion—he doesn't want it anymore and wants to sell it off cheap, for just one billion. Everyone's a bit tempted right now, but after all, one billion is a lot of money. Boss Lang and the other merchants are all having their people call around to partners or consult at home, to see whether they should take this shipment." Cui Mianshi said, "Boss Lang wants to ask President Liu—are we interested?"
"A one-and-a-half-billion shipment for just one billion..." Liu Tianli was immediately tempted, but the money he had already put out was the most he could bear. Raising another billion—where on earth was he supposed to scrape that together?