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Chapter 51 A Quick Guide to Mastering the Purple Cloud Divine Skill

Inside the black sedan, Kingpin looked at Bai Ye, who was making exorbitant demands, without showing any impatience.

We're only in the negotiation stage right now. Asking for an exorbitant price and then settling for a bargain are standard practice. Before the final result is announced, all talk is meaningless.

If White Night can truly give him a solid chance of getting the position of mayor of New York City, what's wrong with giving him 5000 million?

"What makes you so confident that you can help me win the mayoral seat?" Kingpin asked with a smile.

"It's very simple. The mayoral election is basically about the public's approval rating. The candidate with the highest approval rating is directly elected as the mayor of New York City."

Bai Ye said calmly, "And now I possess a training method that can make everyone a superman. If I release it, not only the citizens of New York, but the entire world will go crazy."

"Are you referring to what you told those media outlets before, 'Everyone Can Practice'?" Kingpin asked.

He thought it was just Bai Ye trying to appease the media, but it seems to be true.

"That's right. My cultivation method is not complicated. Even an ordinary person can understand it after studying it for a day. Most importantly, practicing can replace sleep."

"In other words, it will not affect your daily study or work efficiency, and at the same time, it can greatly extend human lifespan."

Kingpin's expression turned serious. Through White Night's narration, he knew that if this was true, then not only could he become the mayor of New York City, but he could also easily become the president of the United States with this astonishing achievement.

Those upper-class people spend tens or hundreds of billions of US dollars every year trying to research ways to prolong human life, but they either mutate or have all sorts of side effects. Now, Bai Ye's cultivation method without side effects will definitely drive those people crazy.

"Why did you tell me so easily?" Kingpin frowned. "Just for a mere 5000 million?"

"Of course not. As I said before, this money is just to show me your sincerity."

Bai Ye said casually, "First, send 5000 million to prove your capacity. Then we can discuss the specifics of the joint development. If you don't agree, I can get off now. If you don't give me the money, there are plenty of others who are willing to."

"As for why I chose you first, it's because you're not a good person. As Kingpin, the underground emperor of America, you control the criminal business across the country. The money I want is probably less than the price you would pay for a single flour transaction."

"No problem, the money you asked for will be transferred to your account soon. Since you know me, you should know what the consequences will be if you play me for a fool."

Kingpin said, but the next moment Bai Ye's right hand was on Camilla's shoulder as he slowly said, "As the emperor of the underworld, don't you understand that you need to have the strength to back up your threats?"

After Bai Ye finished speaking, he stomped his right foot down sharply, his foot instantly passing through the car and landing on the ground.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—"

Amidst the horrified gaze of the driver ahead, Bai Ye's shoes, imbued with true energy, rubbed wildly against the ground.

On the road, the car that was speeding along was forced to a stop within seconds by Bai Ye's immense force.

Gently patting Kingpin's shoulder, Bai Ye stood up and said disappointedly, "It seems you don't have the capacity to cooperate with me. I think you don't need to eat dinner later. You're not worthy."

After saying that, Bai Ye helped Camilla, who was also a little frightened, up and said, "Let's go home."

"Wait." Kingpin suddenly called out as he watched the two stand up, his expression softening again.

"Mr. Bai may not have fully understood what I meant earlier. As the kingpin of the New York underworld, how can a mere 5000 million demonstrate my personal strength?"

"Two hundred million. I'll transfer two hundred million to your account tonight. Regardless of the outcome, let's just consider it making friends. I hope Mr. Bai won't hold my earlier offense against me."

"Oh." Bai Ye glanced at Kingpin, who had an incredibly amiable expression, in surprise. What a lad who can be both humble and accommodating.

"Alright, since you're so sensible, I can't refuse. But as the future mayor of New York City, you can't be as rude as you were just now."

Bai Ye pulled his right leg back off the ground, sat back in his seat, and said, "Let's drive. We should be able to have a decent late-night snack tonight."

"What are you all standing there for? Mr. Bai said to start the car!" Kingpin urged the driver with a serious expression. The driver, still shaken, then started the engine again.

"Let's get back to the main topic."

Bai Ye took out his phone from his pocket, opened the photo album, and said, "This is the secret manual for the cultivation method I was talking about. I took a picture of it with my phone camera. Try it out and see if it works. It will prove that what I said wasn't false."

"Uh..." Kingpin still felt a little uneasy looking at the so-called secret manual that could drive all mankind crazy, so casually displayed in front of him in a modern way.

This prompted him to ask, "Mr. Bai, to what extent can your cultivation method achieve?"

"What level is it...?"

Bai Ye thought for a moment, then bent his right index finger and flicked it lightly. The surging internal energy violently transformed from the meridians at his fingertips into a sharp sword aura, tilting wildly like a high-pressure water gun.

"laugh!"

With a soft thud as if steel was being broken apart, the previously enclosed upper part of the car began to tilt, and then, amidst the howling wind, the car's roof was ripped off by the gale.

The cold night air rushed in, making the driver shiver.

The originally enclosed car was transformed into a convertible with a wave of Bai Ye's hand.

"Is this the ability I've cultivated?" Kingpin examined the smooth edges of the cut marks, showing no sign of distress over the damage to the car.

Then Kingpin looked at the text on Bai Ye's phone album with a burning desire in his eyes and began to study seriously.

Soon, Kingpin, who had read the entire book in the car, became puzzled and turned to Bai Ye to ask:

"Mr. Bai, doesn't your Zixia Divine Skill say that the speed of internal energy cultivation is too slow? It would take at least ten years to reach your level?"

"You need to broaden your horizons. Have you ever considered passing on your skills?" Bai Ye asked.

"Transfer of power?" Kingpin immediately recalled this part of the description in the Purple Cloud Divine Skill.

"An average person can cultivate a trace of true qi in one night. Wouldn't you spend money to buy his true qi and have him transfer his power to you?"

Bai Ye said, "Based on the calculation that he earns $100 for each night's work, his internal energy would amount to $36,000 per year, $360,000 in ten years, and $3,650,000 in a hundred years."

"Even if there's a 20% loss, for you, spending $3.65 million to instantly possess 80 years of ordinary people's true energy and become a mini-superman overnight—isn't that money worth it? It's not even as expensive as your car!" Bai Ye said.

(End of this chapter)