Insatiable Greed

Han Yu seemed to know what Flender had been doing during the days he had disappeared.

Good lord, taking advantage of the Clear Sky Sect not daring to leave the mountains, he had gone to stock up at their ancestral graves!

These Soul Tools had nothing to do with Han Yu. Retracting his gaze, he focused on the stone placed on the ground.

It was precisely Ban Jing Fa Jin.

"Boss, how much is this stone?" Han Yu asked.

None of Flender's goods had price tags, and Han Yu had no intention of snatching anything.

As a civilized man of the new era, robbing things by force was unacceptable.

"One hundred Gold Soul Coins." Flender answered casually without opening his eyes.

Han Yu gave it no further thought. He took out Gold Soul Coins from his Soul Tool and placed them on the ground, then bent down and picked up the "stone."

"Your money isn't enough," Flender said faintly.

Hearing that, Han Yu sneered inwardly. He knew Flender was an insatiably greedy man.

He had just produced one hundred Gold Soul Coins without hesitation, making the other man think he was a fat sheep with plenty of money to fleece.

"Then tell me, how much is it?" Han Yu asked blandly.

"Five hundred Gold Soul Coins," Flender said.

Han Yu smiled inwardly and added another four hundred Gold Soul Coins.

Of course, he no longer had any desire to pay. These five hundred Gold Soul Coins were merely for Flender to look at.

"Surely this is enough now?" As he spoke, Han Yu put the stone into his Soul Tool.

"Not enough. You still owe me another five hundred Gold Soul Coins." Flender slowly sat up.

He had already decided that Han Yu was a fat sheep. Moreover, the ring Soul Tool on his hand was obviously worth a fortune. When he had taken out five hundred Gold Soul Coins, he had not even blinked.

"Insatiable greed isn't a good habit." With a casual wave of his hand, Han Yu recalled the five hundred Gold Soul Coins on the ground into his Soul Tool.

Flender narrowed his eyes at the sight. Yet he was not angry. In his eyes, Han Yu was merely a Soul Elder in his thirties and had no qualifications to threaten him.

"Fine, two thousand Gold Soul Coins, and this thing is yours. I'll even throw in some other items."

Han Yu shook his head. "I don't like how you keep changing the price. I'll name a figure: ten thousand Gold Soul Coins."

"Hehe, fine, ten thousand it is. After you pay, I'll give you some good things as well." Flender smiled.

The person before him was no fat sheep, but a distinguished benefactor. Ten thousand Gold Soul Coins would cover Shrek Academy's expenses for a long time.

Han Yu shook his head again. "Boss, you misunderstand. I meant that you give me ten thousand Gold Soul Coins, and this matter will be over."

"Is that so? So you're quite confident in your strength?" Flender said with a teasing look.

A Soul Elder daring to challenge a Soul Saint like him—this was practically delivering money to his door.

That was right. Flender had no intention of killing Han Yu. Compared to murder, fleecing sheep was what he enjoyed doing.

"Since you don't have the money, I'll take it myself." As he spoke, Han Yu swept away all the Soul Tools from the nearby shelves.

Flender slowly rose to his feet, his expression darkening considerably. "Kid, put everything back, then compensate me with one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins, and this matter will be over."

"What if I refuse?"

"Then we'll see whether your life is tough enough!"

As soon as he finished speaking, seven Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—slowly rose beneath Flender's feet.

His seventy-eighth-level Soul Power was revealed without concealment.

With a thought, he pressed his Soul pressure toward Han Yu.

Yet Han Yu continued looting his shop without changing expression.

"Hm?" Flender froze, somewhat unable to believe it.

"It seems your strength still isn't enough." Han Yu smiled faintly.

With Heavenly Flames protecting his body, he could ignore even the pressure of a peak Soul Douluo. A mere seventy-eighth-level Soul Saint was not worthy of his serious attention.

Turning around, Fallen Heart Flame appeared in Han Yu's palm.

This was his Second Martial Soul. The moment it was released, the temperature throughout the shop abruptly rose considerably.

"How is that possible? What Martial Soul is that?"

That fire was so terrifying that, even without seeing any Soul Rings, Flender felt immense pressure.

"What, someone like you is afraid of kicking an iron plate?" Han Yu sneered.

Flender's heart sank. He knew this matter had become troublesome. "Take that stone for one hundred Gold Soul Coins. Put everything else back, and we'll consider this matter settled."

"Now you know fear? Too late!"

In an instant, the Heart Fire of Fallen Heart Flame was summoned within Flender's body.

A high-level Soul Saint did not even have the chance to make a move before instantly dropping to his knees before Han Yu.

"What did you do to me?" Flender clutched his chest with both hands, his whole body growing weak and powerless.

"One hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins for your life. Pay up."

If he killed Flender, who would accompany Yu Xiaogang in putting on a show later? Keeping him alive would make the future show both pleasant to hear and entertaining to watch.

A man had to bow his head under another's roof. Flender understood that some kind of poison had been placed in his heart. With a single thought from Han Yu, he could be killed instantly.

As long as the green hills remained, there would be no shortage of firewood. So long as he lived, he would have countless chances to make money in the future. To say nothing of the distant future, tomorrow's enrollment alone would net him ten thousand Gold Soul Coins each year just from the application fees he pocketed.

Yes, there was no need to doubt whether Flender was telling the truth.

There were many Soul Masters across the continent, and quite a few who applied to Shrek Academy failed the subsequent tests.

As for the later tests, other than the final round, those who failed any of the first three rounds could pay to advance directly to the next round.

Of course, if they failed the fourth round, the money would not be refunded.

With a pained expression, Flender handed Han Yu a Gold Soul Card containing ten thousand Gold Soul Coins.

Han Yu was not greedy either. Since the other man had paid, he had no reason to press him to the bitter end.

"At least you know what's good for you." With a cold snort, Han Yu walked out of the shop.

Flender let out a sigh of relief and was just about to stand up when the Heart Fire within his body intensified severalfold, causing him to collapse unconscious onto the ground.

Before leaving, Han Yu did not forget to smash up Flender's shop.

He did not dare gamble on Little Bum's luck. If Little Bum entered this place and obtained some treasure again, it would not be worth the loss.

Meanwhile, while Zhu Zhuqing and Ye Lingling were shopping, they once again saw Dai Mubai and the pair of twin sisters.

This time, however, Zhu Zhuqing felt much calmer. After disguising themselves, she and Ye Lingling followed behind Dai Mubai.

Their purpose this time was to see exactly how many lovers Dai Mubai had.

Not long after, they followed Dai Mubai to the Rose Hotel.

"Disgusting." Zhu Zhuqing snorted coldly and turned to leave.

She had long since been disappointed in Dai Mubai's behavior.

However, before they had gone far, the sounds of Dai Mubai fighting with someone came from inside the hotel.

Zhu Zhuqing was stunned. If Dai Mubai had gotten into a conflict with someone over those twin sisters, she would have nothing to say. After all, her marriage to Dai Mubai had been arranged by their elders.

It was nothing unusual for men on the Douluo Continent to have three wives and four concubines, but the prerequisite was true love.

If Dai Mubai truly loved those twin sisters, Zhu Zhuqing would definitely think more highly of him and might even silently bless them in her heart.