Inside Mingdu.
As night falls, the bustling streets of Mingdu are ablaze with lights.
Inside a restaurant owned by the Ordinary Alliance, Toji Di Qiu'er sat by the window.
The table was laden with dishes made from Soul Beast meat and other specialty dishes.
Di Qiu'er's dazzling golden hair shone brightly under the lights, her crimson pupils exuded cold arrogance, and her slender figure was wrapped in a well-tailored black outfit, outlining a perfect golden ratio curve.
She simply sat there quietly, yet she already attracted the attention of almost everyone in the restaurant.
"Looks like bringing you here for dinner was a mistake," Toji said teasingly, taking a bite of his grilled meat.
Di Qiu'er raised her eyes and glanced at him indifferently:
"What, you think I'm in your way?"
"No, that's not it." Toji grinned. "It's just that I feel like if I walk with you, I'll be hated by all the men in the city sooner or later."
Di Qiu'er snorted lightly, too lazy to pay him any attention, and continued eating with her head down.
Her aloof and stunningly beautiful demeanor only made her more eye-catching.
No man can resist the sense of accomplishment from conquering a cold and aloof person.
The male patrons in the restaurant would occasionally steal glances over, their eyes filled with amazement and envy.
But when they saw Toji sitting opposite her, they all averted their gazes.
That guy was tall and muscular; just sitting there, he exuded a powerful aura.
He's definitely not someone to be trifled with.
Therefore, no one dared to approach and strike up a conversation.
" The Qi and Blood cultivation technique you created is very powerful, and it's also very compatible with me."
Di Qiu'er was eating when she suddenly spoke.
Could you teach me too?
Toji was taken aback for a moment, then said:
"Of course, but what price would you have to pay for me to willingly teach you my cultivation techniques?"
Di Qiu'er's hand paused slightly, and she slowly raised her crimson pupils to look directly into Toji's eyes.
"What do you want?" Her voice remained cold, but there was a barely perceptible tremor at the end.
Toji rested his chin on his hand, his gaze lingering on her delicate face.
The restaurant's warm yellow lights cast a soft glow on her blonde hair, making even her usually icy expression seem a little more lively.
His fingertips tapped lightly on the table:
"Tell me first, what can you offer in exchange for me passing on my self-created martial arts technique to you?"
Di Qiu'er's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
"Didn't I say I could help you obtain Soul Ring that's over 100,000 years old? Why can't you teach me that?"
"Let's keep things separate. That was a deal between us, but it has nothing to do with my cultivation method," Toji said innocently.
Then he suddenly thought of something:
"You don't expect to get it for free, do you?!"
Di Qiu'er's ear tips turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"No, is that not allowed? I remember you also passed on your self-created martial arts technique to another woman, I think her surname was Zhang?"
"She didn't pay any price to receive the benefits you gave her."
"That was my own choice, besides, my relationship with her..." Toji said, then suddenly looked at Di Qiu'er, "Wait, wait, you want to be like her?"
"What do you mean, 'like her'?" Di Qiu'er was a little confused, tilting her head slightly as golden hair slid down her shoulder.
Clearly, they failed to grasp the deeper meaning behind Toji's words.
Toji sighed.
Sometimes I don't know if she's genuinely naive or just pretending.
Does it really have to be said so bluntly?
So they Toji close, their noses almost touching:
"I mean... you want to be like her, to become my woman?"
The noise from the restaurant seemed to freeze for a moment.
Di Qiu'er's pupils suddenly contracted to slits, and an expression of disbelief instantly appeared on her face.
"I... I didn't." Her voice was barely audible, completely devoid of her usual cold arrogance.
Toji sat back down, enjoying the rare sight of the proud Golden Dragon Girl in such a flustered state.
He deliberately dragged out the tone:
"Oh, I see. Then you can't get it for free. So what can you give me in exchange for me teaching you cultivation techniques?"
"I'm sorry, I don't want to fawn over you, nor will I be so nice to you for no reason, unless you really want to, then it's not impossible."
Di Qiu'er's cheeks flushed crimson, even her fair neck turned pink. Seeing this lecherous man flirting with her again, she uncontrollably stood up abruptly:
"You, you...!"
She wanted to curse, but couldn't think of the words for a moment, and froze on the spot.
This scene immediately attracted even more attention.
"Alright, sit down. Don't make too much noise. After all, you don't want other people to know about this, right?"
What should I do if the Scarlet King notices me?
Toji waved for her to sit down.
"You're always thinking of yourself. Come on, have a seat."
"You... I..."
Di Qiu'er took a deep breath, her chest heaving violently a few times.
Finally, she had no choice but to sit down.
The moment I sat down, an untimely voice broke in.
"Beautiful lady, do you need any help?"
The two turned their heads at the same time and saw a young nobleman standing by the table, holding a glass of red wine. He completely ignored Toji and stared straight at Di Qiu'er.
"Roll!"
Di Qiu'er was just feeling frustrated and had nothing to vent her anger, so she almost instinctively roared, and a faint golden dragon's might appeared around her.
The young nobleman's face turned pale and then red, and he was about to lash out when he suddenly shivered when he saw the golden vertical pupils of Di Qiu'er.
He staggered back a few steps, awkwardly knocking over the waiter behind him.
Di Qiu'er glanced at him:
"If you don't get out of here, I'll slap you out."
The young nobleman left without looking back, clearly intimidated by Di Qiu'er's domineering aura.
Di Qiu'er's gaze returned to Toji, making her grit her teeth in anger.
They both have strong personalities, so when they meet, neither of them will give in.
But it was always Di Qiu'er who suffered the most, which made her very angry.
As for Toji, he didn't even look up, chewing on meat, speaking casually as if he were discussing the weather:
"Alright, stop fooling around. I'll state my needs. You want to exchange my Qi and Blood cultivation technique? Fine, but you have to give me three other corresponding benefits."
"After experiencing the full force of my strike, you know how it feels. This cultivation method of mine will also be of great benefit to you."
Di Qiu'er was about to say something, but after thinking about it carefully, she realized it was true.
This guy still doesn't know how many trump cards he's hiding; he could probably handle even a Titled Douluo with ease.
"Just ask," Di Qiu'er said quickly. "As long as it's within my capabilities, I'll do my best to fulfill your request."
"As long as you're willing to teach me that cultivation technique!"
"My Blade of Life's Watch can still be upgraded," Toji stated her first condition, smiling as she looked at Di Qiu'er. "You said it yourself, your Star Dou Great Forest has a ton of rare and precious materials suitable for my use. With your status, you can definitely get some good stuff over here."
"In that case, I won't be greedy. You've already browsed my memories, so you should know that in the story, in the Star Dou Great Forest, there was an arrogant Golden Hawksbill Turtle who secretly swallowed a piece of Gold of Life without Di Tian's knowledge."
"I only want that piece of Gold of Life. If I can fuse with it, I should be able to break through to level sixty, the Soul Emperor, much faster."
"Sure, no problem," Di Qiu'er readily agreed.
What about the second one?