"If you won't give it to me, I'll take it. If you dare resist, I'll kill you," Feng Jiuxue said viciously.
"But you can't beat my disciple," Tang Wen said.
"He's thirty or forty zhang away from you right now. No one can save you," Feng Jiuxue said.
"Killing me won't do you any good. You'll get one at most. What use is one? It won't help you enter the Second-Grade Realm either." Tang Wen shook his head.
"You have a lot?" Feng Jiuxue asked.
"Not a lot, but I do have some," Tang Wen said, shaking his head.
"Then sell me some." Unexpectedly, the ever-haughty Feng Jiuxue actually began wheedling. Hearing it gave Tang Wen goosebumps.
"I'm not short of silver." Tang Wen shook his head.
"Then what do you want me to do before you'll sell me some?" Out of ideas, Feng Jiuxue asked pitifully.
"Choose one of two conditions," Tang Wen said.
"Speak," Feng Jiuxue snorted.
"First, marry me and become my Young Madam. Second, join the Tang and become one of us. I can supply you with plenty and get you into the Second-Grade Realm," Tang Wen said.
"Bastard!" Feng Jiuxue could not help cursing.
"Plus a high-grade Mystic Rank cultivation technique, the Heavenly Wood Star-Pegasus Art." Tang Wen stared at her and raised his offer.
"Impossible!" Feng Jiuxue shook her head.
"Three hundred high-grade Spirit Pills," Tang Wen continued.
"Even if you piled up mountains of gold and seas of silver, it would still be impossible. I, Feng Jiuxue, come from the Feng Family of Sea Saint City.
"I wouldn't claim we're all that famous nationwide, but in the southern provinces, who would dare stroke the tiger's whiskers?
"What's more, my master, the One-Armed Divine Nun, is renowned throughout the world.
"Her disciple becoming a