Chapter 47 Chapter 47 Three Times is the Limit

"Grandpa Zhan, he said that infant is the closed-door disciple of a Heaven-Qian Realm expert."

"An infant of only two months old walking upside down on the ceiling is indeed different from ordinary people. Could that be fake too?"

For a two-month-old infant to become the closed-door disciple of a Heaven-Qian Realm expert was nothing short of an absolute joke.

Unless he was a natural demigod.

Yet such a possibility was virtually nonexistent.

Because natural demigods existed only in legends.

"He is in the Rending-Thunder Realm, right?"

Su Qing nodded.

At that moment, Su Qing suddenly felt her body floating up uncontrollably.

With her feet off the ground, her face was filled with utter shock.

"Grandpa Zhan, what is happening!"

Zhan Ling smiled faintly.

"An expert of the Rending-Thunder Realm can manipulate objects through the air. Since you can float in mid-air, what is so strange about a two-month-old infant walking on the ceiling?"

Su Qing instantly understood Zhan Ling's meaning.

All of this was his doing behind the scenes; it had nothing to do with that infant at all!

"Grandpa Zhan, is there not even a shred of truth to it?"

Seeing Su Qing's tear-filled eyes, Zhan Ling felt a pang of heartache, but he had to tell her the truth.

"No."

The spark of hope that had ignited in Su Qing's heart was once again extinguished by Zhan Ling.

She yearned so desperately for her grandfather to live.

An accident in her childhood had taken her parents' lives, and having been raised by her grandfather ever since, Su Qing held extremely deep affections for Su Hu.

She frequently had nightmares of Su Hu dying, waking up in the middle of the night to find her pillow soaked with tears.

Over the years, she had constantly sought any chance to cure Su Hu, but the hopes that flared up were shattered time and time again.

Even she herself had lost count of how many times her hopes had been dashed.

Yet she had never given up.

"Grandpa Zhan, I will not give up."

Zhan Ling sighed inwardly.

He admired Su Qing's persistence, but in his view, this persistence was completely unnecessary.

Su Hu's destiny had been sealed the moment his breakthrough failed.

Besides, even if Su Hu could escape this calamity, what of it?

Unless he could become a Heaven-Qian Realm expert, he would face death sooner or later.

In this world, only Heaven-Qian Realm experts were qualified to transcend the laws of nature.

Yet such a realm was something even Zhan Ling, a Earth-Kun Realm expert, dared not entertain too many illusions about.

As far as he knew, the entire nation of Hua had only two Heaven-Qian Realm experts.

Before long, the sound of Su Hu getting up came from inside the room.

Su Qing hurriedly walked into the bedroom.

Looking at Su Hu's pale face, Su Qing felt an ache in her heart.

"Xiao Qing, I heard everything you just said to Grandpa Zhan."

"Have you ever thought about his purpose in deliberately getting close to you?"

Su Qing's face was full of astonishment.

"Deliberately getting close to me?"

Su Hu smiled faintly.

"You are simply too naive and do not understand the sinister nature of human hearts."

"If he wasn't deliberately trying to get close to you, how could you have bumped into him repeatedly?"

Su Hu said with certainty.

An intense wave of anger surged from the bottom of Su Qing's heart.

She hated the feeling of being played with.

She hated being treated like an idiot!

"Grandpa, don't worry. Three strikes and you're out; I won't believe anything he says anymore."

Su Hu said earnestly, "You must always remember your identity. Anyone who approaches you does so with an ulterior motive."

"A single thought of yours can change the destiny of these people at the bottom, so naturally they will try every possible means to get close to you."

Su Qing knew this, and she could feel it too.

A casual remark of hers could alter the standing of minor families within Junyang City.

For example, three years ago, she merely fancied a roadside snack stall, and in less than a year, that snack stall had developed into the largest snack chain in Junyang City.

Such butterfly effects were everywhere.

"Grandpa, I will not let him off!"

Su Hu smiled with mild surprise.

"You really don't need to waste too much energy on such a minor character."

"To deal with him with your status as a young miss would only lower your own standing."

"Let this matter pass; the Tang family is simply not worth your attention."

After returning to the hotel, Tang Xuan continuously wrote on sheets of paper.

Before leaving Jiangcheng, the cultivation mental method he gave to Elder Wei had also been written from memory.

In the immortal realm, these mental methods belonged to the introductory level, but on Earth, they were supreme treasures.

To cure Su Hu, a simple introductory mental method was more than enough.

In exchange for half of the Su family's assets, Tang Xuan could dominate the auction.

"When I was in the immortal realm, I wouldn't even bother giving these things a second glance, yet now I'm running a mental method business for your sake."

"If you fail to achieve the Saintly Body, you'll really be letting me down after all this hard work."

A mental method business?

That was a pretty good idea!

Tang Xuan began to bury himself in the work.

He possessed a photographic memory, so any cultivation manual he had ever read could be reproduced almost word for word.

At this moment, Tang Xuan had no idea that this small action of his would propel the rapid development of the entire martial arts world.

So much that many years later, Earth-Kun Realm experts would be as common as grains of sand.

One wouldn't even dare to step outside without reaching the Rending-Thunder Realm.

Tang Xuan became utterly immersed, completely losing track of time.

Langyuan Garden in the west of the city.

Gan Kun arrived as scheduled.

He did not want to come, yet he had no choice.

Yuan Zhao was going to wipe out his entire family, and he had nowhere to run.

"Master Chen, how confident are you in killing Yuan Zhao?"

Master Chen was a middle-aged man sitting with his eyes closed, projecting an inscrutable aura.

Hearing Gan Kun's words, the corners of Master Chen's mouth curled into a disdainful smile.

"Without absolute certainty, why would I be sitting here?"

Gan Kun rubbed his hands together.

"Since Master Chen is so confident, I can rest easy."

Gan Kun had completely forgotten that he had also invited another person, and that person had not yet arrived.

In his eyes, Master Chen possessed the demeanor of a far superior expert.

Although he had witnessed Tang Xuan's methods, the fellow was a young man after all.

Compared to the Master Chen before him, they were simply not in the same league.

Right at that moment, Tang Xuan appeared.

He had been so engrossed in writing mental methods that he had almost forgotten about the serious business of making money.

Seeing Tang Xuan, Gan Kun finally remembered that he had another helper.

However, whether this helper came or not, he didn't care.

The guy had asked for eight hundred million, which was simply an exorbitant demand.

Master Chen opened his eyes in displeasure and cast a cold glance at Tang Xuan.

"What is the meaning of this? Did you invite someone else as well?"

"Do you not trust me enough?"