Money Addict Layman! Levitation Technique

Seeing this, Yang Heng shook his head and said with a cold face, "Twenty taels of silver, not enough!"

"You need to add more money!"

The man in black looked pained and took out another thirty taels of silver. "Look, is this enough?"

"Can I leave now?"

Yang Heng shook his head again and said expressionlessly, "When I said add money, I wasn't referring to silver, but to your movement technique."

Hearing this, the man in black was instantly enraged and sneered, "You want my movement technique? Your appetite is too big. You should know that even a rabbit will bite when cornered. Don't push your luck too far!"

Yang Heng smiled and said coldly, "So what if I push my luck?"

"Are you going to fight me to the death?"

"Do you dare?"

"Besides, if you die, everything on you will be mine!"

Yang Heng's eyes flashed with a cold light as he stared intently at the man in black's every move.

It seemed that if the man in black uttered even a single 'no', he would attack immediately.

The man in black's face turned ashen with anger, his lips twitching uncontrollably, his whole body trembling, yet he dared not say no.

He felt like his lungs were about to explode from anger.

As a minor leader in Black Wind Stronghold, these were the words he usually said to others. He never expected the tables to turn on him today.

After a while, the man in black calmed himself down and said, "I don't have the secret manual for the movement technique with me."

In reality, the manual was hidden in his sleeve. He deliberately said this to trick Yang Heng.

He figured Yang Heng would ask him to transcribe the technique, allowing him to tamper with it by adding or omitting a few characters.

Once Yang Heng started cultivating, it would be too late to notice anything was wrong. Even if he didn't suffer a qi deviation, he would be severely injured.

The man in black sneered inwardly, already picturing Yang Heng's tragic fate, while maintaining a calm expression.

But who would have thought that Yang Heng wouldn't play by the rules!

"You don't have the secret manual with you? Then I'm sorry, you'll have to die!"

With that, Yang Heng was about to make a move.

"Wait! I can transcribe the movement technique for you, word for word."

Seeing Yang Heng about to attack at the slightest disagreement, the man in black broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly spoke.

"Transcribe it?" Yang Heng scoffed and retorted, "Do you think I would trust what you transcribe?"

"This..."

The man in black was too embarrassed to speak.

"I'll ask one last time. Can you produce the secret manual for the movement technique? If you don't tell the truth again, it will be too late when we start fighting later."

Yang Heng looked at the man in black with cold eyes and said sternly.

Seeing Yang Heng's intention to attack becoming more evident, the man in black was terrified and no longer hesitated, trembling as he said, "Yes... yes... yes."

"I misremembered just now. I had the manual with me, but I forgot in my haste."

The man in black said with a forced smile.

Yang Heng naturally didn't believe his nonsense. Some people wouldn't shed tears until they saw the coffin.

Yang Heng wouldn't let such a person off easily; he had to extort a hefty sum from him.

"Given your deception just now, I am very angry.

However, I am magnanimous. If you give me another fifty taels of silver, making it a total of one hundred taels with the previous fifty, as an apology, I will let you go."

"This request shouldn't be too difficult for you, right?"

Yang Heng said with a smile, appearing amiable.

But at the same time, he was stretching his limbs, ready to attack at any moment.

How could the man in black dare to refuse? He nodded repeatedly, a smile plastered on his face, and said, "It's not difficult at all, not difficult at all."

He appeared enthusiastic, but his heart was filled with despair.

Not difficult?

It was very difficult.

He could find a way to make up fifty taels of silver, but how could he cover one hundred taels? He would have to pay it out of his own pocket to make up for the shortfall.

Otherwise, if he returned to Black Wind Stronghold with less money, he wouldn't fare well.

Alas, he had tried to steal a chicken only to end up losing the rice.

If he had known this would happen, he should have agreed earlier.

The man in black was filled with regret.

"Throw the money and the manual over. After I've checked them, you can leave."

Yang Heng spoke.

The man in black nodded in agreement, not daring to retort.

If it were before, he would have asked, "If I hand over the money and the manual, and you don't let me go, won't I have gained nothing?"

But in his current predicament, he didn't dare to ask.

He feared Yang Heng would attack at the slightest disagreement, which would be disastrous.

Now, he could only hope Yang Heng would keep his word and let him leave after receiving the goods.

If Yang Heng went back on his promise, he would fight with all his might, biting off a piece of flesh from Yang Heng to show him that even a cornered rabbit would bite, let alone a human!

Yang Heng took the manual tossed by the man in black and opened the first page, seeing the words "Levitation Technique" emblazoned before his eyes.

Flipping through it, Yang Heng felt a slight regret; it was only a Beginner Martial Art.

However, compared to offensive or defensive martial arts, movement techniques were rarer, and their value was not inferior to that of general Intermediate Martial Arts.

After a careful inspection, Yang Heng found no issues.

This was a martial art that could be cultivated; there were no traps within.

If there were traps, the man in black wouldn't have waited until now to hand it over; he would have produced it long ago to save his own life.

Yang Heng nodded at the man in black, signaling that he could leave.

The man in black was overjoyed, not expecting Yang Heng to actually keep his promise and let him go; he wasn't being tricked.

The man in black clasped his fists, bowed to Yang Heng, and thanked him for sparing his life.

Immediately, the man in black spread his hands, employed his movement technique, and glided away like a flying swallow into the distance.

In just a few leaps, his figure disappeared.

Yang Heng was a man of his word; he would do everything he could to fulfill his promises. He was not the kind of hypocrite who put on a different face in public and behind closed doors.

Besides, this man hadn't completely offended him. Instead, he had offered a valuable movement technique. What was wrong with letting him go?

However, Yang Heng would not let Wang Gui, that wicked and sinful man, off the hook.

Returning to the courtyard, Wang Gui and Wang Er had already vanished.

During the fight, Yang Heng had paid attention to the main entrance and hadn't seen anyone leave the courtyard. If nothing unexpected had happened, the two of them should be hiding in some corner of the courtyard.

Yang Heng searched room by room and finally found them in a secret room within a side chamber on the far left of the courtyard.

Yang Heng punched open the secret room door. He couldn't see anyone at first glance, but the rapid breathing sounds from within the secret room betrayed them.

Yang Heng walked to a large wooden chest in the center of the secret room, lifted the lid, and saw the two of them curled up, feet touching, faces filled with terror.

They looked up, and Yang Heng's cold gaze met theirs. They were instantly so scared they lost control of their bowels.

Yellow liquid gushed out, flowing down their pant legs.

Instantly, the secret room was filled with the smell of urine.

Yang Heng didn't want to waste words with them. He extended his hands and grabbed both of their necks.

With a forceful squeeze, a cracking sound was heard as the bones in their necks shattered. They spat out large mouthfuls of blood and slumped limply into the chest, without a single cry.

Yang Heng had at least given them a quick end.

The secret room was where Wang Gui hid his treasures. After searching, Yang Heng found bank notes worth one hundred and fifty taels of Silver.

Yang Heng was still uneasy and searched every room again, but in the end, he only found a few taels of silver.

Strangely, he had searched all the rooms but couldn't find Wang Gui's wife or child. Were they not home today?

After thinking for a moment, Yang Heng stopped dwelling on the matter. He tidied up and strode out of the Wang family's residence.