Reincarnation Paradise: Passion Leads to Greatest Success

Chapter 168 The End of the Deal

The God Emperor, with an expression of watching a show, nodded seriously: "I think Stan is right."

The current situation is becoming clearer. The God Emperor is still relatively clear-headed and is not prepared to get involved. He just wants to muddy the waters even more. Stan has completely messed up. Only Qingmo is still trapped in the game and it is impossible for him to get out.

The God Emperor would not agree, Stan would not agree, and Fang Yu would certainly not agree.

Fang Yu was secretly pleased. He quickly completed the exchange with Stan and then continued to put on an act. Now was the crucial moment. Qingmo was under pressure from both Stan and the God Emperor. He didn't need to speak up. The two adventure teams would stand up for him.

This troublemaker is truly despicable. He desperately pretends to be stupid, betting that the other two companies won't stand it. As it turns out, he was right, and some people even got hooked.

Qingmo rolled his eyes, raised his hand to rub his temples, and felt a headache coming on.

Three parties? No, it should be said that there are five forces: Black Blade, God Emperor, Stan, Twilight, and Black Sail. Even he felt the pressure was overwhelming. He couldn't just come out to make a deal and end up creating five enemies for his own adventure team out of thin air.

Stan is definitely going to make trouble for him. This guy messed up, and Stan won't just stand by and watch him get away with it.

The God Emperor, on the other hand, was purely gloating. If he were to actually take action, he would not hesitate and might even kick someone when they're down and beat them even more viciously.

If these two adventure teams were to join forces, that would be quite a sight to behold.

As for the Twilight and Black Sails merchant guilds, although they won't necessarily fall out directly, their reputation will definitely suffer a significant drop, and future interactions will inevitably be awkward.

As for Black Knife, the lone wolf, he originally wanted to win him over, but if they didn't make a deal now, wouldn't that just confirm Stan's words about "treating people like pigs"? Even if he didn't recruit him, there was no need to make an enemy for no reason.

Qingmo grew angrier the more he thought about it. That damn Stan was a real troublemaker.

"That's right."

Qingmo forced a stiff smile, trying to keep his voice steady: "I was just reminding you that as a newcomer, you should listen to other people's advice to avoid being taken advantage of. This guy—cough—Stan is just a bit too hasty. It's a misunderstanding. Let's make the deal now."

"So that's how it is."

Fang Yu seemed to have just realized what was happening, but his movements were surprisingly fast. In no time, he completed the transaction with Qing Mo under the witness of the amusement park.

"Mr. Qingyan is truly a lucky charm for newcomers; I imagine many newcomers have received your guidance!"

"Pfft!!"

The Emperor couldn't help but burst out laughing. He quickly covered his lips with his fist, but his shoulders trembled slightly—this was simply the most hilarious joke he had heard all month.

Stan also curled his lips into a sneer, chiming in with a sarcastic tone: "Heh—so our Lord Qingmo is the guiding light for newcomers, huh? I've heard so much about you."

"Not at all, I was a newbie once too, so I can understand how tough it is for newbies."

Despite the two's sarcastic remarks, Qingmo maintained a forced smile. In reality, his heart was bleeding, and he cursed Stan and the God Emperor's family tree again and again in his mind.

But since things have already come to this, he can only swallow this opportunity. At least he still has a "good guy" card, right? If he promotes it a bit more, maybe newcomers will be eager to join the group.

This scene was so funny that even the middle-aged man and the female black marketeer from the Twilight Merchant Guild had distorted expressions, let alone the God Emperor and Stan. It was no less hilarious than the hottest topic of the year. It was a wonder that Qingmo could tolerate it.

Xiao Dong and Xia, who were truly familiar with Fang Yu, had already quietly retreated to the kitchen. The two took several deep breaths to barely suppress their almost bursting laughter—Fang Yu's act of feigning ignorance was driving them crazy. With so many people around, they were too embarrassed to laugh out loud and could only move away to calm themselves down.

"Cough cough."

Fang Yu cleared his throat, suppressing a smile that almost spilled from his lips, and turned to look at the God Emperor: "God Emperor, do you plan to use the Book of Talent and the Chapter of Spirit in your possession?"

"We can talk, but we only accept barter."

The God Emperor's gaze shifted slightly as he looked Fang Yu up and down, his eyes carrying a strange expression.

Fang Yu immediately understood that the other party was reminding him not to try anything funny and to conduct the transaction properly.

Clearly, the God Emperor had seen through the charade. Or rather, from the moment Qingmo and Fang Yu completed their deal, everyone present vaguely understood something. For a moment, the way everyone looked at Fang Yu became somewhat subtle.

Qingmo was furious. He didn't blame Hei Dao for using tricks, since that was his job. He hated Stan, that brainless bastard, for trying to drag him down with him after falling into the pit himself.

How do you remember to use your brain when you're clashing in derivative worlds?

As for Stan, the three items he gave up, though slightly more valuable than the True Ancestor's bloodline, only amounted to a small loss of tens of thousands of Paradise Coins.

Compared to the hundreds of thousands lost by Qingmo, it's nothing. Getting the True Ancestor's bloodline and getting to annoy Qingmo at the same time—it's a win-win situation no matter how you look at it.

The most comfortable one was Fang Yu.

With his resources, he could only manage to take down one company at most; he couldn't even dream of taking down two.

But Stan was really too good. This operation was successful partly because of his help, and partly because these people didn't know his true nature.

"Is this melee specialization scroll, plus this equipment, enough?"

Fang Yu displayed the melee specialization scroll he had obtained from Qingmo, along with eleven pieces of white equipment and seven pieces of green equipment, on the table.

When the scroll appeared, a smile flashed across the God Emperor's eyes, and Stan glanced with amusement at the Azure Demon's instantly darkened face.

Qingmo stood up expressionlessly. The transaction was complete, and he had had enough of the sarcastic remarks. There was no reason for him to stay any longer.

The God Emperor began to examine the attributes of each piece of equipment.

Fang Yu did not stop Qing Mo from leaving. After Qing Mo turned and took a few steps, Fang Yu said calmly, "I still have a set of dark purple quality necromancer armor. I wonder if you gentlemen would be interested?"

Qingmo paused, then slowly turned around. His usual calm smile returned to his face. He calmly returned to his seat, narrowed his eyes, and fixed Fang Yu with a gaze as sharp as needles.

Stan, who had also been preparing to leave, sat down again.

The God Emperor, who was inspecting the equipment, paused and looked up.

At this moment, everyone's attention was once again focused on Fang Yu.

"No rush," Fang Yu smiled, raising his hand to signal the Divine Emperor to continue, "Let's complete this transaction first."

A thoughtful look flashed in the God Emperor's eyes. The dark purple necromancer set was no small matter; it was heavyweight material. This Black Blade was no ordinary opponent.

Fang Yu leaned back in his chair, calmly meeting the occasional gloomy stares from Qingmo and Stan, his expression as composed as ever. He knew perfectly well that if he couldn't produce the Necromancer's Set later, he would face relentless pursuit from both adventuring groups.

His pretentious manner just now, in truth, was still a negotiating tactic in a transaction, and was within an acceptable range.

If this promise cannot be fulfilled now, it would be a blatant mockery and provocation—the two are worlds apart in nature.