Looking at the token in Pang Dezong’s hand, Duan Tianya’s expression was shaken.
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Duan Tianya stared at the token for a long time. Finally, he sighed deeply and helplessly hung his head.
In the quiet of the night, Mu Hanyan completed a small cycle, and her depleted Qi had returned to normal. Hearing a sigh from outside the tent, she stepped out.
"What, you’re not satisfied with the terms Zhengying Academy offered?" Mu Hanyan asked, looking at Wu Qiuyun, who sighed beside the fire.
"What?" Wu Qiuyun was lost in thought and was startled by Mu Hanyan’s words.
"Pang came to see you all just to clear up the situation and offer terms with the hope that you’ll keep silent and hide the actual facts. I’m right, aren’t I?" Mu Hanyan said with a smile. She had overheard several of Pang Dezong’s disciples addressing him and knew his surname.
"Nothing escapes you." Wu Qiuyun responded with a wry smile.
"So, what benefits did he offer?" Mu Hanyan asked curiously.
"A Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill, a Seven-Transformation Refining Qi Pill, plus an opportunity to directly join Zhengying Academy," Wu Qiuyun answered.
"Not a small offer," Mu Hanyan sneered, also inwardly marveling.
Mu Feng, who had hated him deeply before, did so over a Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill—it’s high value was obvious. If it weren’t the Mu Family, but some other family, people of that age wouldn’t even have a chance to connive and scheme for such a pill because they simply couldn’t afford it.
And the Seven-Transformation Refining Qi Pill, which could significantly enhance cultivation, was essential for many Great Swordsmen aiming for the Sword Master Realm. Its value was no less than that of the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill.
Zhengying Academy actually offered such rare and valuable elixirs, two at once—they really were wealthy and powerful.
By comparison, Mu Hanyan felt the academy’s admission slot was dispensable. Of course, that was just her own view; for many young Swordsmen participating in the trials, this slot, even more than the two pills, was a priceless opportunity.
After all, they lacked the Star Illusion Thousand Machine, the improved Heavenly Heart Technique, or the Star Illusion Thousand Mechanism Technique. Joining Zhengying Academy or the other three major academies was their only hope for accessing advanced Cultivation Methods.
If this slot could be sold, it could probably fetch a million, with people clamoring for it.
Should she think of a way to sell it? Mu Hanyan pondered, not particularly interested in Zhengying Academy, and thought making some money wouldn’t be bad.
"Mu Hanyan, Junior Master Pang asks for you," Mu Hanyan was daydreaming when someone called out with a somewhat familiar voice.
"Zhao Sinin, why is it you?" Mu Hanyan was surprised to see Zhao Sinin with dark circles under his eyes.
"Junior Master Pang asks for you, come with me," Zhao Sinin said sternly to Mu Hanyan.
Seeing the potential benefit at hand, Mu Hanyan didn’t bother to argue and followed him.
"What have you done to Ling Xian?" As soon as they left the camp, Zhao Sinin turned around, glaring at Mu Hanyan with a murderous look.
"What Ling Xian?" Mu Hanyan was bewildered by Zhao Sinin.
Fourth Miss Zhao always detested her ostentatious full name "Ling Xian," and would lash out at anyone who dared use it from childhood. She referred to herself as Fourth Miss Zhao, and thus Mu Hanyan still didn’t even know her full name.
"Zhao Lingxian, Fourth Miss Zhao, what have you done to her?" Zhao Sinin asked fiercely.