Even Xu Yang had not expected Ye Qiuling to have the nerve to ask for that.
Fifty academic credits might sound like nothing more than his monthly reward from the Heavenly Strategy Wind and Cloud Rankings, but if he sold them, they would easily fetch two or three hundred spirit currency. This scheming woman looked as though she could barely bring herself to ask, yet she opened her mouth and demanded fifty credits. Did she really take him for a sucker like Wu Xiuyuan?
"I'm afraid I can't help you with this," Xu Yang refused outright.
Never mind credits-he would not even lend her silver.
He had thought Ye Qiuling had found her next provider before falling out with Wu Xiuyuan. Apparently, she had not found anyone at all, or she would never have come begging to him.
They might be fellow disciples, but their relationship had never been harmonious. Unless she had exhausted every other avenue, Ye Qiuling would never have asked him for help. She was scheming, but clearly not clever enough.
Of course, perhaps Wu Xiuyuan had realized he had been a sucker all along, causing their falling-out before Ye Qiuling could find her next provider. She probably had not initiated the break, so her earlier distress likely had not been entirely an act.
"Please help me, Junior Brother Xu. I won't forget this kindness," Ye Qiuling pleaded softly.
Without credits to enter the Martial Tower for secluded contemplation, she would have to grind away at her bottleneck herself. With her talent, that would take at least a year or two.
By then, even the daylilies would have gone cold.
She now regretted not taking Xu Yang seriously and cultivating a good relationship with him.
But who could have imagined that the mud-legged peasant who could only