"Is what you say true, sir?"
Zi Nu's beautiful eyes lit up. She was worried about where to put her girls. If this person could find a safe place to stay as soon as possible, that would be the best thing.
"A man's words are hard to follow!"
Wang Hao, curious, made a guarantee: it was just a brothel, how could that possibly stump him?
"Miss Zi Nu, you ignored me when I asked you before, so why did you agree as soon as he asked?"
Han Fei grew anxious, and his gaze towards Wang Hao became hostile, the kind of hostility one feels towards a rival in love.
Do you think I, a young lady, would confide in a penniless man burdened with countless drinking debts?
Zi Nu glanced at Han Fei with disdain. She clearly remembered that this guy had already owed more than one hundred gold coins for wine at the Purple Orchid Pavilion, and now he had even destroyed her Purple Orchid Pavilion, worth at least three thousand gold coins.
What can you expect her to say when faced with such a poor person?
Han Fei clutched his chest again, feeling as if he had been stabbed once more.
Girl, I advise you to be kind. This isn't a good thing in reality. Be careful, or no one will marry you in the future!
"Listen carefully, sir! Zi Nu comes from the Hundred Schools of Thought!"
Ignoring Han Fei, that poor bastard, Zi Nu smiled Yanran at Wang Hao and gave him a very brief self-introduction.
"Finished?"
Wang Hao, who was waiting for the next part to be told, looked at Zi Nu's ambiguous smile and was completely dumbfounded, vaguely realizing that he seemed to have been tricked by this girl.
"Sir, you're not planning to renege on your debt, are you?"
Zi Nu laughed even more heartily, just like a Little Fox who had stolen a chicken leg, so cunning!
The other party only asked her to reveal her identity, but did not specify the extent of her information, so she was free to determine the appropriate level of detail.
"Of course not, tonight I, Wang, will arrange a brand new Purple Orchid Pavilion for Miss Zi Nu!"
Wang Hao was frustrated, but he didn't try to renege on his debt.
It's incredibly embarrassing to renege on a debt in front of a beautiful woman. Although she played a word game, the problem was indeed his, and he deserves to fall into her trap now.
"I want something bigger and more magnificent!"
Han Fei chuckled as he reminded him, finding it very satisfying to see him get his comeuppance.
Previously, this guy had always been in control, and they were suppressed and unable to raise their heads. Now they can finally take a break.
"No problem, but Miss Zi Nu needs to resolve the land issue. The location is up to you, as long as you can make the decision."
Wang Hao said indifferently.
It's just a brothel; with his current methods, he could easily set up ten or eight more. It's a piece of cake!
"Sir, are you perhaps toying with me?"
Zi Nu's expression turned unfriendly. She had thought this guy would spend money to buy an existing mansion under the new policy, but instead he wanted them to choose a plot of land now. Did he think he could build a Purple Orchid Pavilion out of nothing overnight?
"You only need to resolve the land issue; the rest is my problem. If I cannot deliver a Purple Orchid Pavilion that satisfies you by tomorrow, I, Wang, will offer my head!"
Wang Hao made the promise decisively; it was really no big deal for him.
" Han Fei, come with me!"
After scrutinizing Wang Hao with suspicion and confirming that he was not faking it, Zi Nu called out to Han Fei and walked outside.
There's not much time left before Nightfall, so we need to find a suitable plot of land as soon as possible, lest this guy find an excuse to back out tomorrow.
To secure a suitable plot of land within a short Tokiomi, it would be necessary for Han Fei, the Ninth Prince and now the Minister of Justice of the State of Han, to take charge.
As for the money to buy the land, she had some savings from running Purple Orchid Pavilion, enough to buy a plot of land.
"Sir, if you require anything, please speak up, and I will immediately order Li Si to assist you!"
Although Ying Zheng was also unclear about Wang Hao's intentions, he still expressed his unconditional trust.
The sheer strength the other party had previously displayed was enough to make him want to recruit them, not to mention that the other party also possessed methods of predicting fate, much like the Yin-Yang School.
"That's not necessary. I can do it all by myself; it's no big deal for me!"
Shaking his head slightly, Wang Hao looked at Gai Nie, who was standing guard beside Brother Zheng, and then at the hilt of the sword in the other's hand, which only had a small section of the blade remaining. He said, " Little Gai, I won't destroy your sword for nothing. Now I'll give you two choices: one is to teach you a sword technique that doesn't require using a sword, but only cultivates Sword Dao energy; the other is to repair and modify your sword. Choose one!"
"Thank you for your help, sir!"
After a moment's thought, Gai Nie placed the hilt of his sword, which was now reduced to a small section of the blade, on the table in front of Wang Hao, clearly choosing the second option—to repair his own sword.
Although the first option seemed more tempting, he was a pure swordsman and a disciple of Ghost Valley, and would never switch to another's Sword Dao, even if the other's Sword Dao was more powerful.
Wang Hao didn't say much. He condensed a sword aura and cut a gash on Gai Nie's wrist. Hot blood spurted out and was enveloped by his Magnetic Field Power.
He then absorbed the fallen sword fragments and melted them together with Gai Nie's Blood One.
In the six months since he escaped from Mount Shu, he has been busy and has raised his cultivation to the Third Tier of the Earth Realm. With his current cultivation, it is not difficult to forge a new divine sword.
Having just gained considerable inspiration from the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit, now is the perfect time to try it out using Gai Nie's shattered sword.
A moment later, Wang Hao tossed the hilt of his sword to Gai Nie and said, "Try activating it with your Sword Intent!"
"Tch! I knew you were just bragging. Rebuilding the Purple Orchid Pavilion was just another way to deceive Sister Zi Nu. Shameless!"
After shaving her face, Hong Lian said disdainfully.
She had been wondering before that the guy didn't have a forge and hammer; did he intend to repair the broken sword with his fists?
Looking at it now, this guy really is a shameless liar.
He just soaked those fragments in someone else's blood and that was it? He even let the person try it out. What a big liar!
Wei Zhuang initially showed disdain, but in the next instant, his eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.
Gai Nie, whose face was deathly pale from blood loss, reached out and took the sword hilt, holding it firmly in his hand. He then channeled his Sword Intent into the sword.
What followed was quite a magical scene.
Suddenly, a sword aura, almost tangible, extended from the broken blade of the hilt. Then, the thousands of sword fragments, stained crimson with blood, merged into the sword aura, coalescing into a strange longsword covered in cracks, very similar to the previous Reverse Scale Sword, but much more broken.
"I've named this longsword the Devil Sword Thousand Blades. It uses Sword Intent to control sword energy, which can then be fragmented into thousands of pieces to attack enemies. It has many wonderful uses, and I'll explore them further in the future."
Wang Hao explained with a smile.
That's right, the repair mode of this longsword comes from the setting of the Devil Sword Thousand Blades in the movie Scissor Seven. With the essence of the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit as its foundation, it is not difficult to copy this setting.
Upon hearing this, Gai Nie moved his mind, and his sword energy extended ten zhang away. The thousands of sword fragments also extended along with it, maintaining the stability of the sword energy.
"Laugh!"
The sword energy, carrying fragments, pierced into a rockery opposite as easily as inserting tofu; Gai Nie didn't even feel the slightest resistance.
The repaired Devil Sword Thousand Blades is many times more powerful than the previous sword.
"Clang!"
"Thank you for the sword, sir!"
After sheathing the Devil Sword Thousand Blades, Gai Nie solemnly thanked Wang Hao, clearly very satisfied with the repaired Devil Sword Thousand Blades.
"Clap clap!"
"Sir, you've got some impressive skills! People are getting more and more curious about you!"
Yan Lingji clapped in amazement, deeply impressed by Wang Hao's incredible skill, and even more curious about it.
"You'd better watch out, Contractor! A woman's curiosity about a man can be the beginning of her downfall!"
Once again, the empty bowl was handed to the beauty, and Wang Hao couldn't help but tease her.
The Flame Demoness practically dominated the Easter egg explanations for an entire segment when she first appeared in the Nine Songs of the Moving Heavens series "The Legend of Qin," leading some netizens to jokingly refer to her as the Contractor."
" The Contractor?"
Yan Lingji looked puzzled, not understanding the meaning of this title.
When did she acquire this title?
"It's nothing, it's just a term used in my hometown to refer to beautiful women!"
Wang Hao casually made it up, but he dared not let this girl know the true meaning of Contractor, otherwise he would definitely have to enjoy the feeling of being barbecued.
"Yeah?"
Yan Lingji stared at Wang Hao's eyes with a hint of hostility, and said with a slightly amused sneer, "But why do I feel like you're lying, sir?"
"How could that be? I swear to God, if I, Wang Hao, have lied to Miss Yan Lingji, may I be struck by lightning!"
Wang Hao immediately swore an oath, but not long after he finished speaking, a series of muffled thunderclaps sounded in the sky.
"Pfft!"
Hong Lian was amused, and Yan Lingji's rosy lips also curved into a smile.
"It's going to be a thunderstorm, but that has nothing to do with me."
Wang Hao explained with a blank expression, but inside he was incredibly embarrassed.
Is God really being unfair to us?
"Sir, you previously mentioned that a small part of your Xinzheng was for this King of Qin State. What is the purpose of the rest?"
Without dwelling on the previous Contractor's intentions, Yan Lingji elegantly poured wine into Wang Hao's glass and inquired about his other purpose for coming.
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng and the others also became interested, all wanting to know what other purpose this mysterious Wang Hao had in coming to Xinzheng.
"I came to Xinzheng only to see four and a half people. One of them is Brother Zheng, the other three and a half are Miss Zi Nu, Miss Nong Yu, and you, Yan Lingji, and the last half is her!"
Finally, Wang Hao pointed to Hong Lian to the side.
Hong Lian has two names in the Legend of Qin series: one is the young girl Hong Lian in Nine Songs of the Moving Heavens, and the other is Quicksand Chi Lian in the official the Legend of Qin series.
Compared to her later alluring and ruthless nature, the current young girl Hong Lian is much more naive, possessing only a beautiful face but lacking the talent and strength to match, so she can only be considered half a beauty.
You bastard!
At first, Hong Lian was delighted to hear this guy put himself on par with Zi Nu and the others, but when she heard that she only occupied half a spot, she stomped her feet in anger. If she weren't outmatched by this guy, she would have drawn Wei Zhuang's Shark Tooth again and slashed at him.
That's a complete jerk, it's infuriating!
"Oh? What brings you here, sir? Perhaps you wish to become someone's devoted follower?"
Beneath her long eyelashes, her eyes flickered. Yan Lingji was somewhat saddened by this guy's intentions and secretly became wary.
She didn't believe that the other party would go to such lengths to come here for an Wuming nobody like her; what they valued must be her master—Crown Tian Ze of Baiyue.
It could even be the hidden treasure of the Baiyue, or the mysterious power of the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon that was said to have possessed by Duke Zhuang of Zheng.
Only these factors could have drawn such a powerful individual to this place, and the timing of their arrival was too coincidental, forcing her to be on guard.