The more you believe me, the more real it becomes.

Chapter 301 Good thing
The father and daughter both narrowed their eyes, a hint of doubt rising in their hearts: What exactly are these people up to? After exchanging glances for a moment, they finally decided to go and find out.

Who knows, there might still be some opportunities to operate?
Whether it works out or not is another matter!
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Meanwhile, in Du Yuan's room, seeing that no one from the meeting hall had responded, Du Yuan shook her head slightly and said, "It seems this path is blocked!"

The situation tonight has been quite volatile. At first, I was worried that the difference would be too large and no one would be willing to switch. But now, although it's not the same as I was initially worried about, in a sense, the result is not much different.

Cui Yuancheng's face showed some worry. After hesitating for a moment, he leaned close to Du Yuan and whispered:

"Sir, you'd better loosen your stance and say you can accept other treasures. Otherwise, I'm afraid they might have malicious intentions!"

The world of the mountain people is neither good nor bad. There are rules, but those rules aren't very effective.

Especially when it comes to something that everyone wants to do, even if it was originally wrong, it can eventually become "right," at most it just can't be brought to the forefront.

In the past, with the Confucian temple and the esteemed scholars in charge, these people could restrain themselves and behave somewhat properly.

Nowadays...
Thinking of this, Cui Yuancheng sighed inwardly and sincerely advised:

"Sir, please don't think these people have any good intentions!"

Du Yuan asked with slight surprise, "Oh? What do you mean?"

Cui Yuancheng sighed helplessly:
“Sir, the first thing my master said when he took me in was, ‘The greatest evil in the world is to always think that others are as good as yourself!’”

"You are of noble character, but most others are not. If you can back down a little now, that's fine, but if not, you'd better leave as soon as this matter is over!"

"No, I mean, you think that since they can't get what they want now, they'll most likely come back to me?"

There was no fear in Du Yuan's words, only an eager confirmation of the glimmer of hope in her heart.

Choi Won-sung was taken aback by the question and quickly replied:

"Sir, I know you are incredibly powerful, but those people are not to be trifled with!"

The people outside come from all sorts of places, big and small, a real mixed bag. The less capable ones are probably barely alive and on the verge of death; the more capable ones might still be intact.

Du Yuan ignored these words and asked with shining eyes:

"How many of those who dare to come do you think possess the Sword-Washing Stone?"

Cui Yuancheng subconsciously replied, "If they can produce such a treasure, they must either have come together or they are individuals who consider themselves to have extremely high cultivation levels. Either way, they should have some sword-cleansing stones on hand."

"After all, this thing is very useful for any kind of magical weapon, such as a sword or weapon."

But as they were talking, Cui Yuancheng suddenly realized something and said urgently:
"My sir, this is no joke!"

Among that group of people outside, if we disregard the Confucian Temple, there are probably some formidable figures who could single-handedly conquer the Gewu Cave.

Having received a satisfactory answer, Du Yuan smiled and waved her hand, saying:
"Hey, don't worry. I only kill, I don't save. If they dare to come, I'll make sure none of them escape!"

Du Yuan was originally worried about not having a place to get some sword-washing stones.

This is it! As long as these people dare to think about murder and robbery, he'll double-cross them!

No, this is called restoring a bright and clear world to the world!
Seeing Du Yuan's confidence, Cui Yuancheng had no choice but to cup his hands and say:
"Since you are so confident, I will not try to persuade you."

Just then, seeing that no one had made a bid, the emcee on stage had no choice but to regretfully announce:
"It seems this item is indeed not meant for us. In that case, let's call it a night. Fellow Daoists, this restaurant will remain open until the latter half of the night. Why not take this opportunity to visit each other and catch up?"

After saying that, the master of ceremonies disappeared from the spot, along with Du Yuan's jar of wine.

As the master of ceremonies carried the jar of wine toward Du Yuan's location.

His eyes flashed with anger, and then he cursed:
"Isn't this way of eating a bit too unseemly?" As he spoke, he pulled out five or six threads of different colors from his palm.

These threads, of unknown origin, all seemed intent on entangled with the Dawn God Wine in his hand.

Several voices chuckled gloatingly at this, saying:

"If you can't hold back this much, there will only be more to come. Take my advice: don't ruin the harmony of so many people for the sake of an outsider."

This blatant threat filled the emcee with anger, but after a long while, all his rage turned into a long sigh.

"I don't care about anything else, and I don't have any special skills, but before he leaves, anyone who dares to lay a hand on him shouldn't blame me for fighting them to the death!"

Seeing him back down, the others, who hadn't originally intended to speak openly, also spoke in turn:

"Don't worry, don't worry. We know what we're doing!"

"Since you are so understanding and righteous, I will naturally yield!"

"If we succeed in the future, I'll definitely find you to have a few drinks to celebrate!"

These words made the already embarrassed and angry emcee even more furious, and he spat out:
"Pah! Get lost!"

The laughter and chatter immediately disappeared.

All that was left was a master of ceremonies filled with shame and indignation, yet utterly helpless.

He knew that the sect leader was watching and must know as well.

But he didn't say a word.
He couldn't blame the sect leader for losing face for the righteous path, because he himself had also withdrawn.

He had no choice but to raise his sleeve to cover his blushing cheeks and hurry away.
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In Du Yuan's room, Du Yuan was discussing something with Cui Yuancheng:

“You know these mountain people better than I do. Tell me, how should I behave to make them eager to come looking for me?”

They were so eager to grab their wine that they were also eager to grab their stones!
Seeing Du Yuan's expression, Cui Yuancheng hesitated to speak. He was certain that Du Yuan was more capable than him, but he didn't think Du Yuan could really be that strong.

Therefore, he could not speak, and could only cup his hands and say:
"Sir, please spare me!"

Seeing this, Du Yuan knew that the child still didn't believe she could be safe and sound, and even turned the tables on her.

He simply shook his head and said:
"Hey, what do I have to say for you to believe me?"

Cui Yuancheng did not answer, but stood silently in place.

Just then, the emcee, covering his face, pushed open the door and entered.

Upon entering, he reached out and handed over the wine jar, saying:

"Your wine is intact. I'll take my leave now!"

He turned to flee as if to escape, but as he turned and reached the door, he gritted his teeth and said:
Just a little bit, just a little bit!

Having said that, he turned to Du Yuan and said:

"Sir, to tell you the truth, those wolves are already planning to attack you. It's not just one family, it might even be no less than ten!"

Upon hearing this, all three people in the room widened their eyes.

(End of this chapter)