Chapter 4853 — The Boat Rises with the Tide
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
But in Wei Zhao's hands, this thing was as good as the pill itself—especially at a time like this. No amount of spirit jade was too much; besides, a few million spirit jade was merely a number to Wei Zhao. Now that the chance to buy the Nurturing Origin Demonic Gold Grass had come, that in itself was already a gain.
At that moment, Wang Xinyan suddenly gave a small gasp of surprise. In a low voice, she said to Wei Zhao and Huang Xiaotao, "I think I've seen this stalk of Nurturing Origin Demonic Gold Grass before?"
"Hm?" Wei Zhao was taken aback.
"Oh right, I remember now too—isn't this that Bao Wuliang's?" Huang Xiaotao clapped a hand to her head as recollection struck.
"Bao Wuliang?" Wei Zhao was startled again. People actually named their children that?
Seeing Wei Zhao's look of utter bewilderment, Wang Xinyan explained with a smile, "Bao Wuliang is a nickname we gave him. His real name is Bao Zuoliang—the only son of Bao Fala, the city lord of Morning Star City."
With a glance, she indicated a table in the distance—precisely where Bao Zuoliang and Su Kesheng sat. Wei Zhao took an unobtrusive look, and something stirred faintly in his heart. In fact, he had noticed from the start that these two had been staring at him all along; he simply hadn't paid it any mind.
After all, he was a figure standing at the crest of the wave now, and he was hardly the only one in the hall drawing attention—only no one else was quite so persistent as these two. Wei Zhao could not help wondering: did these two have some other scheme in mind, rather than merely enjoying the show?
"By the way, how do you two know this Nurturing Origin Demonic Gold Grass is his?" Wei Zhao asked, somewhat puzzled. Keeping one's wealth hidden was the most basic common sense in the cultivation world; whoever obtained the Nurturing Origin Demonic Gold Grass would hardly go around proclaiming it to all and sundry. Being a fop did not mean being a fool—unless one's brain was defective.
"Because that Bao Wuliang brought it out to show us himself, and even put on a show of saying he wanted to give it to Sister Xinyan. His filthy little intentions were obvious even to an idiot. And guess what Sister Xinyan said?" Huang Xiaotao teased, deliberately drawing it out.
"What did she say?" Wei Zhao was instantly intrigued. He glanced with a half-smile at Wang Xinyan beside him, whose cheeks had faintly flushed. The girl was gentle and kind by nature—he truly could not guess how she would have reacted to the pestering of a spoiled rich brat like Bao Zuoliang.
"Sister Xinyan only said three words, and it scared that toad Bao Wuliang into turning tail and running—because what she said was..." Huang Xiaotao drew out the suspense to the fullest before revealing the answer: "Deaf Granny!"
Wei Zhao smiled at that. Deaf Granny certainly couldn't hear it—who would have thought Bao Zuoliang was so timid! Still, he really ought to find a chance to thank Deaf Granny properly. Without her, not only Wang Xinyan, one of the Three Fairies, but likely even Huang Xiaotao would have been plagued endlessly. This place, the East Continent Academy, had no shortage of overweening cultivation heirs—if they didn't come pestering the two girls, that would be the real ghost story.
While the three were talking, several people around them had already called out bids in succession, and the price of the Nurturing Origin Demonic Gold Grass was quickly pushed up to two million seven hundred thousand spirit jade.
At any other time, that price would have been enough to secure the Nurturing Origin Demonic Gold Grass, but things were different now. The grand trial of the way of the giants was about to open, and the value of the Nurturing Origin Pill in everyone's eyes had invisibly soared; as the principal ingredient for refining it, the Nurturing Origin Demonic Gold Grass had naturally risen with the tide. (To be continued.)