Hidden Weapons as a Bargaining Chip? His Were Nothing but Trash

Yu Xiaogang's words made Tang San's restless heart sink. Countless schemes began to churn in his mind.

His grudge against Qin Yun

had long since gone beyond a simple clash between fellow students.

Qin Yun had gravely injured Xiao Wu in public and crushed him.

Time and again, Qin Yun had trampled his dignity underfoot. That hatred had taken root deep in his heart.

Everything Qin Yun had done was grounds for death.

He had to take revenge.

But Tang San was locked in confinement, forced to swallow the humiliation,

while Qin Yun, the cause of it all, still basked in glory. He had racked up win after win at the Spirit Arena and won everyone's favor.

The contrast only stoked the rage and resentment in Tang San's chest.

But anger alone was useless.

Tang San knew that perfectly well.

With his current Soul Power, trump cards, and resources, he stood no chance against Qin Yun.

Qin Yun's one-of-a-kind Elemental Martial Soul defied convention. Tang San had no answer for it.

If they both continued cultivating at their own pace, letting Qin Yun grow freely with the advantage of his exceptional Martial Soul,

Tang San feared he would spend his entire life under Qin Yun's heel, never getting his revenge.

Tang San murmured, a cold gleam in his eyes.

"I'm growing stronger, but Qin Yun is growing stronger too—faster than I am."

"If I want to turn things around and take revenge, I need to find a way to hold him back while I grow stronger!"

Yu Xiaogang's warning had struck at the heart of the matter.

To advance, Qin Yun needed expensive rare metals. He needed money.

He and Ning Rongrong were growing closer. If he gained the backing of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, one of the continent's wealthiest powers, resources would flow his way without end.

Then nothing would stand in the way of his cultivation, and Tang San might never get his revenge.

At that thought, resolve hardened in Tang San's eyes. He knew what he had to do.

He looked up at Yu Xiaogang beside him and said solemnly, "Teacher, there's something I'd like to ask you to help me with."

Yu Xiaogang turned to him and gave a slow nod.

"Tell me. If it's within my power, I'll help."

Tang San took a deep breath.

"Ning Rongrong came to me before and offered a high price for my Hidden Weapons."

"I turned her down then. Looking back, that's the only leverage I have."

"I'm willing to accept her offer and sell Hidden Weapons to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect in batches."

"But I have one condition—the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect must cut all ties with Qin Yun. They must not give him a single cultivation resource or any other help, and they must sever all contact between him and Ning Rongrong."

Yu Xiaogang's eyes brightened.

The Hidden Weapons Tang San made were indeed valuable to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Once Ning Fengzhi heard the offer, he surely would not refuse.

Yu Xiaogang nodded and said in a low voice,

"That could work. Stay here and reflect on your actions. I'll handle this."

They spoke quietly for a while longer.

Then Yu Xiaogang left the confinement room.

Without stopping, he went straight to the girls' dormitory to find Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong was leaning against a railing, basking in the sun. Her simple, elegant dress set off her fair skin, and her eyes were bright and lively.

After days of fighting alongside Qin Yun at the Spirit Arena, their string of victories had left her increasingly at ease. Her heart was full of affection and admiration for him.

She saw Yu Xiaogang approaching and ignored him.

Yu Xiaogang spoke first.

"Ning Rongrong, I'm here to pass on a message from Tang San."

Surprise flickered in her eyes, and she raised a brow.

"Tang San?"

"Isn't he still reflecting on his actions in confinement? What does he want to tell me?"

"It's about your earlier offer to buy his Hidden Weapons."

Yu Xiaogang spoke slowly,

watching her face closely for the slightest change in expression.

"Tang San is willing to accept your offer and sell Hidden Weapons to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect in large batches. The types, quantities, and quality are all open to discussion."

She had brought it up with Tang San when they first returned from the Star Dou Great Forest, but he had refused.

Now that he had agreed, there had to be more to it.

Sure enough, Yu Xiaogang continued.

"But he has one condition in exchange."

"From now on, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect must have no private dealings with Qin Yun. It must provide him with no cultivation resources, connections, or assistance of any kind."

"In short, your sect must abandon Qin Yun completely."

His words hung in the air.

Ning Rongrong's heart sank. A painful conflict swept through her.

She stood frozen, her thoughts in disarray.

Over the time they had spent together, she had fallen completely for Qin Yun.

He was powerful, steady, and gentle with her. He had protected her more than once and made her feel safe. He had found a place deep in her heart.

And Qin Yun had no sect behind him.

She had already decided that, after a little while, she would personally take him back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

With his talent, her father and the two elders, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, would surely approve their marriage.

The sect could also devote its resources to helping him cultivate.

But now,

Tang San's condition had placed her in an impossible position.

Ning Rongrong was torn, her heart in turmoil.

Personally, she was entirely on Qin Yun's side. She could not bear to sever their bond; she had fallen for him completely.

But as the daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's master, she had responsibilities to the sect. She could not simply give up a supply of such scarce Hidden Weapons.

If they missed this chance, the sect would lose a rare opportunity to rise.

She might not be able to bear the cost of that decision.

Yu Xiaogang watched her struggle in silence, then continued.

"Rongrong, think it over carefully."

"You know better than anyone what Tang San's Hidden Weapons are worth."

"This is a tremendous opportunity for you and for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"You know what you should choose."

"Even if you favor Qin Yun, your father would value the Hidden Weapons more if I took this offer to him."

A breeze passed through the courtyard, stirring her hair.

Ning Rongrong lowered her eyes. Her long lashes trembled, and uncertainty filled her gaze.

Just then,

a tall figure came walking toward them. It was Qin Yun.

A small, finely crafted green wooden box rested on his fingertips.

In fact, Qin Yun had been preparing for something these past few days too.

He intended to propose a deal to Ning Rongrong and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

He had not expected to come upon this scene.

Qin Yun strode over and gently pulled the troubled Ning Rongrong into his arms.

His voice was relaxed, yet full of confidence.

"Rongrong, don't agonize over a deal with Tang San."

"Those Hidden Weapons of his are nothing worth worrying about. They're just cheap trash."