Abandon Your Moral Bottom Line, Enjoy a Shameless Life!

Knock, knock, knock—

A knock sounded at the door.

Tang Lan glanced at Xiao Wu, making sure she was all right.

In a flash, he arrived at the door. When he opened it, he found Tang San outside.

Before Tang San could speak, Tang Lan stepped outside and shut the door behind him.

"Xiao Wu is making a breakthrough. Keep your voice down."

At that, Tang San lowered his voice several notches.

"Brother, can you lend me 257 Gold Soul Coins?"

Huh?

"Weren't you going to Spirit Hall to collect your money? Why are you borrowing money instead? And such an exact amount?" Tang Lan asked curiously.

Tang San's face darkened at the mention of it.

"I took a liking to a piece of ore, but the shop owner kept raising the price, from 100 Gold Soul Coins to 500 Gold Soul Coins."

"I paid 200 Gold Soul Coins first. I can only take the ore away after paying the rest tomorrow."

Tang Lan blinked.

Oh no!

He had actually forgotten about the Crystal Plate Ore, that little "opportunity"?

After all, he had truly lived here for twelve years. He couldn't remember every minor detail so clearly.

"My Gold Soul Coins are with Xiao Wu," Tang Lan stalled. "Go back and sleep first. Once she finishes her breakthrough tonight, I'll bring them to you tomorrow."

"Okay, Brother." Tang San didn't suspect a thing. "Then I'll head back first."

Tang San entered Rose No. 2 next door.

Tang Lan returned to the room and glanced at Xiao Wu.

Condensing an Origin Soul Ring was a relatively long process. She probably would not wake up tonight.

He spread out the Blue Silver Domain, causing Blue Silver Grass to fill the entire room.

At the slightest disturbance, they would use the Blue Silver Grass throughout the city to alert him.

Time to fleece Tang San!

He then opened the window.

He activated the Blue Silver Domain's "Disguise," concealing himself visually.

Using his Soul Bone Skill to fly, he left the Rose Hotel.

Flender's curios shop was notorious in Suotuo City for being ruthless.

He was exceptionally good at ripping off customers.

Tang Lan easily learned its location.

Using the Blue Silver Domain to disguise himself as someone else, he went straight to the shop.

"Take a quick look, customer. This shop closes in half an hour," Flender said casually.

There was none of the friendliness expected of a businessman.

Then again.

A dignified level 78 attack-type battle Soul Saint had to open a shop and sell off the spoils from his youthful adventures just to keep the academy running.

It would be stranger if he had a good attitude.

Tang Lan casually browsed for a few moments.

Then he walked up to Flender and picked up the Crystal Plate Ore on the table.

Once this thing was smashed open, it would reveal the Tang Sect's eighth-ranked inner sect hidden weapon, the Dragon Beard Needle.

After entering a human body, it would automatically curl up, twisting the muscles into a tangled mass.

Vicious beyond measure.

A kind-hearted person like Tang Lan could not allow such a thing to see the light of day.

"This stone looks good. How much?" Tang Lan asked directly.

"It's already been reserved by another customer." Flender did not even raise his head. "So the price goes up. One thousand Gold Soul Coins."

Well, damn!

As expected of you, Flender. You had some conscience, but not much.

Tang Lan touched Blue King, and one thousand Gold Soul Coins fell out, piling into a small mountain atop the table.

—The Gold Bricks the Blue Silver King had given him were far too numerous.

He raised his hand to take the Crystal Plate Ore.

Whoosh—

The Crystal Plate Ore vanished and appeared in Flender's hand. He examined it with interest.

"Is this thing some kind of treasure?"

"Why have two people in a row been willing to raise their offers for it today?"

Judging by the look of it, he intended to jack up the price again.

Tang Lan was not angered.

He collected the Gold Soul Coins from the table, turned around, and left.

Flender, who had been preparing to raise the price again, was somewhat surprised.

He was really leaving just like that?

Did he think Flender would stop him, allowing him to bargain the price down?

Heh heh!

This old man had already seen through his little trick!

Flender watched Tang Lan leave the shop, turn the corner, and disappear into the crowd.

Three minutes, five minutes, half an hour...

It was already closing time, yet Tang Lan had not returned.

Now Flender was dumbfounded!

He really left?

Unwilling to accept it, he waited another half hour and finally confirmed that Tang Lan truly was not coming back.

Flender silently regretted it!

One thousand Gold Soul Coins, just gone like that?

"No rush. Maybe he'll come back tomorrow."

He placed the Crystal Plate Ore on the table.

Flender closed the shop and went into the inner room to rest.

The room was silent.

Until late at night.

Flender poked his head out again and suspiciously inspected the surroundings.

"Was my intuition wrong?"

He scratched his head, then truly left this time.

Another half hour passed.

Tang Lan appeared atop the ceiling beam and reached toward the Crystal Plate Ore from afar.

A golden wandering dragon wrapped around the Crystal Plate Ore and flew into his hand.

Dragon Grasping Hand!

Tang Lan did not take it for free either. He scattered 250 Gold Soul Coins in its place.

Then he concealed himself once more, opened the window, and flew away.

A few seconds later—

Crash—

The front door was blasted apart, and Flender stormed in, beside himself with rage.

When he saw that the Crystal Plate Ore was gone, his Soul Power erupted on the spot!

"Little thief! You've got some nerve!"

"Don't let me catch you!"

He immediately activated his Four-Eyed Cat Eagle martial soul. After fusing with it, he flapped his wings and soared into the sky.

His sharp eyes swept in every direction, determined to catch that little bastard!

However.

He found nothing.

All he could do was rage helplessly!

Rose Hotel, Rose Room 1.

Tang Lan climbed in through the window and withdrew the Blue Silver Domain.

He secretly felt pleased with himself.

He could understand why Flender loved money.

But raising the price on the spot?

Sorry, then.

This young master could only force a sale.

That was called—abandoning your moral bottom line and enjoying a shameless life.

The host intercepted the Crystal Plate Ore, seizing a small amount of Tang San's Luck!

Reward: "Short Barrel Weapons: Pistol Proficiency"!

A vast amount of blueprints, data, Bullet and propellant formulas, and more flooded into his mind.

They covered Revolvers, automatic pistols, and Full-Auto Pistols.

Tang Lan smiled.

This little reward had come at exactly the right time!

Mechanical hidden weapons?

Those things took time and effort to make, and demanded extremely skilled craftsmen.

Their ammunition was expensive too.

Unlike pistols.

They were sturdy, durable, and packed decent power.

As for that power...

Against Soul Masters below level 40, if they lacked Soul Power protection, a close-range shot could punch two holes through them with one Bullet.

Of course, that was another matter if they used Soul Skills.

But short barrel weapons—pistols—were only basic firearms.

More advanced weapons included Shotguns, Submachine Guns, Rifles, and even Sniper Rifles!

Even if there were no further rewards, Tang Lan could design similar firearms based on modern concepts.

Even Tanks, Mortars, Rockets, and more.

—When it came to war, modern firearms were what truly mattered.

The Godly Zhuge Crossbow?

Not worth mentioning.

Hmm.

Wait!

Maybe he did not necessarily have to research them himself?

If he could make Tang San his "researcher," then Tang San's cultivation would naturally be delayed.

Killing two birds with one stone!

Whoosh—

Xiao Wu instantly appeared before Tang Lan, her smiling eyes curved like crescents.

"Brother, what's got you so happy?"

"I got a new idea. I'll try it out later." Tang Lan smiled. "Your Third Soul Skill is related to speed?"

"Brother, you're so smart!" Xiao Wu said with a sweet smile. "Third Soul Skill—Teleport!"

Two yellow and one purple Soul Rings appeared beneath Xiao Wu's feet. Her third, purple Thousand Year Soul Ring lit up, and she vanished with it.

She reappeared above Tang Lan's head and promptly straddled his neck.

Her smooth, slender legs rubbed against his neck.

It was enough to stir one's thoughts.

Would Tang Lan be polite about that?

Carrying Xiao Wu, he fell straight onto the large bed.

"Ah! Brother!"

The PK passed, yay! Time to stockpile chapters and prepare for a massive update when it goes premium!