"What do you want to do? Just hole up in this Mountain Cave and watch a Fashion Show?"
Gu Qingshan shrugged.
The middle-aged man glared at him. "Kid, don't look down on me. The Dust-Sealed World has to 'beep beep beep beep.' If I weren't here, the Dust-Sealed World wouldn't be able to 'beep beep beep beep beep beep.'"
Gu Qingshan ignored the censored words and asked directly, "Are you worried the other two arts will interfere with what you're doing?"
"Right. If they come to the Dust-Sealed World, things will get very bad. I have to keep the peace with them—or, you could pay me enough to make me ignore their harassment," the middle-aged man said.
A price!
He'd sounded so resolute earlier, but it turned out he'd just been waiting to name an outrageous price.
But Gu Qingshan wasn't afraid of this sort of thing.
After all, when asking someone for help, he couldn't drag them into the mire, too. He'd have to find a way to put their concerns to rest first.
"Name your price," Gu Qingshan said.
"I lost interest in money and treasure a long time ago. Unless you can offer me an interesting enough ability—but you're too young. You probably haven't even encountered the truly interesting abilities in the Void," the middle-aged man said.
Gu Qingshan was taken aback.
This was the first time he'd seen someone who wanted extraordinary abilities instead of treasure.
"An ability? But how would you get mine?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"Of course I have a way to acquire other people's abilities. But I'll make this clear first: once you trade an ability to me, you'll lose it forever," the middle-aged man said.
Gu Qingshan thought for a moment, then said, "I have a Fate Skill that can completely deny