Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen is Coming

Chapter 74: First courtesy, then force, Jingyuan Sect (Joint)
Soto City,
After accepting Zhu Zhuqing as his apprentice, another item was checked off from the Blade System's task list.
And then, he must follow the system's instructions and proceed with the next plan.

The academy that Tang San is about to enter, the famous Shrek Academy that will be promoted by the King of Cheats in the future, has now become Ren's next target.

Of course he knew that this academy was not only crucial to Tang San's future, but for him, it was also an opportunity that could not be missed to make the punk pay for his mistakes.

Ren took Zhu Zhuqing and Lan Yinhuang through the bustling streets and soon arrived at the door of a small shop that looked very special.

The appearance of this store is simple and mysterious, as if it hides countless secrets.

According to the original book, the owner of this store is none other than Flanders, the dean of Shrek Academy, a greedy and black-hearted dean.

This antique shop is quite famous in Soto City, but its reputation is not very good, it can even be said to be notorious, because it is actually a black shop, and the transactions in it are full of fraud and traps. The word credibility does not exist here at all.

"Zhu Qing, just wait outside. The master and I are going to look for someone inside."

The Blue Silver Emperor landed behind Ren. She looked at Zhu Zhuqing gently with a hint of smile in her tone.

Although Zhu Zhuqing was still young, she already understood the intentions of her master and Blue Silver Emperor, and knew that they had more important things to deal with.

She nodded quickly, a well-behaved smile on her face, then turned and walked towards a nearby shop, waiting quietly so that no one would notice her presence.

Afterwards, Blue Silver Emperor walked lightly to Blade's side, her steps like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, leaving no trace. Her eyes were full of respect, as if she was facing a supreme monarch.

She bowed her head slightly and said respectfully and firmly:

"Master, let me first meet the dean of Shrek for you."

Hearing this, Ren nodded slightly, his eyes seemed to be thinking.

The purpose of his trip was to take complete control of Shrek Academy according to the system's mission.

Let Blue Silver Emperor talk to Flanders first. If the other party is sensible and can immediately accept their conditions, this will undoubtedly be the best outcome for Blade. It is both simple and avoids unnecessary trouble.

If Flanders didn't accept it, Blade didn't mind taking more direct measures. He always acted decisively, and for those who annoyed him, direct action was often the most effective solution.

After all, he had heard about Flanders' methods against this black-hearted shop and the equally black-hearted academy behind it. Naturally, he would not show mercy to such a person.

"I"

Ren paused habitually, his voice was low and powerful, his hands gently holding the Zhili Sword, the patterns on the hilt flashed coldly in the weak sunlight.

"I'll be behind you."

Soon, he continued, the breeze blowing his bangs and revealing his cold eyes.

"Just go ahead and talk."

Blade's lips moved slightly, and his magnetic voice was emotionless and cold.
But at this moment, to Blue Silver Emperor, it sounded full of endless sense of security.

The Blue Silver Emperor looked at Blade's beautiful profile, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

In her eyes, Blade's figure was so tall and so reliable.

She just felt that as long as she could stay by Ren's side, she would have no regrets even if she was facing life and death.

There was joy in the Blue Silver Emperor's nasal tone, and she made a series of happy "hmmmm" sounds, as if responding to Blade's trust, and also as if expressing her infinite expectations for the future.

Her eyes were determined and her steps were calm, ready to complete the task assigned to her by Ren.

Soon, Ren and Blue Silver Emperor looked at each other, understood each other tacitly, and then pushed open the heavy wooden door and walked into this antique shop full of mysterious atmosphere. The bell on the door made a crisp sound as they entered.

As soon as he stepped into Flanders's small black shop with an owl logo, Blue Silver Emperor's gaze quickly passed through the dim store and accurately locked onto Flanders, the president of Shrek Academy, who was lying in a rocking chair and snoring.

Flanders' figure seemed a little blurry in the dim light, but the rocking chair swayed gently with his breathing, making a creaking sound, adding a touch of movement to the dull shop.

The Blue Silver Emperor turned his head slightly and found that Ren was leaning against the door with his eyes closed, as if he was resting, leaving the task of this conversation entirely to her.

Feeling secure, she couldn't help but smile inwardly, as she knew her master's character very well.

If Flanders doesn't appreciate it, Blade will definitely take tough measures without hesitation to make him appreciate it.

Lan Yinhuang then moved her elegant long legs and slowly looked around this legendary black shop.

There was almost no extra decoration in the store, which looked extremely simple. The stingy Flanders was even reluctant to turn on the lights during business hours. Only a few rays of dim sunlight shone through the dirty windows onto the dusty ground.

The antiques displayed on the cabinets looked like they had not been taken care of for a long time and were covered in dust. Some of them were even unrecognizable in their original appearance.

The room was also filled with a peculiar smell mixed with mold, dust and old items, which made Blue Silver Emperor frown and feel uncomfortable.

She secretly thanked her luck in her heart that her master was just waiting at the door and did not step into this suffocating space.

If the host really came in and frowned in grievance, she thought, she might not be able to help but teach this Flanders a lesson to let him know how to treat guests.

The Blue Silver Emperor coughed lightly, trying to dispel the unpleasant smell, then straightened his back.

Soon, her eyes locked gently and precisely on a piece of the table.

It was a piece of hair crystal emitting a soft glow, which was particularly eye-catching in the dim room.

She stretched out her slender fingers and gently rubbed the hair crystal twice, as if feeling its unique texture and temperature.

Then, she slowly raised her head, her eyes passing through the air and falling on Flanders who was still pretending to sleep in the rocking chair.

"What's the price of this hair crystal?" she asked, her voice calm and powerful, as if everything was under her control.

Flanders didn't seem surprised and didn't answer immediately.

He still had his eyes closed, and the rocking chair creaked as he rocked, as if mocking something.

After leaving Blue Silver Emperor alone for a while, he slowly stopped the rocking chair, opened his eyes, and had a leisurely and indifferent expression on his face.

"Not expensive, just one thousand gold soul coins." Flanders finally spoke, his tone indifferent.

"Oh? One thousand gold soul coins?" Blue Silver Emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, his tone rising, as if he was a little surprised by the price.

"Do you know what one thousand gold soul coins mean to an ordinary person?"

She put down the hair crystal in her hand, looked at him with a sharp gaze, and asked playfully.

Only then did Flanders glance lazily at the Blue Silver Emperor, and when he saw her makeup that showed that she was either rich or noble, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

He said nonchalantly:
"Haha? For ordinary people? Why are you asking these questions? If you want to buy, pay for it. If you don't want to buy, please leave."

He paused, then added: "One thousand gold soul coins is already the cheapest price I have."

There was an unquestionable determination in Flanders' tone, as if the value of this hair crystal was far beyond what money could measure.

The Blue Silver Emperor couldn't help but chuckle with his hands covering his mouth. The laughter sounded like a spring breeze blowing across the ice, crisp and with a hint of teasing.

She had heard about Flanders' deeds from her master, and already had some understanding of this owl known for his greed.

She wanted to see with her own eyes how cruel this cunning owl could be.

"Okay, I'll give you one thousand gold soul coins." Blue Silver Queen said in a relaxed tone, as if the one thousand gold soul coins were nothing to her. As soon as she finished speaking, she gracefully stretched out her hand and conjured up a heavy purse out of thin air.

The gold thread on the purse gleamed in the dim light, showing off the owner's wealth.

She shook her wrist slightly, and the purse drew an arc and landed accurately on the table in front of Flanders, making a slight "bang" sound.

The corner of Flanders' eye twitched slightly. He thought he had encountered a big fish that was easy to bully this time. Without even raising his head, he quickly said, "You don't have enough money." There was a hint of pride in his voice, as if he had seen the Blue Silver Emperor's helpless compromise.

"My crystal is going to sell for two thousand gold soul coins." As soon as Flanders finished speaking, the Blue Silver Emperor shook his head slightly, revealing a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Sure enough, this Flanders is a stubborn person who never changes his bad habits. When he negotiates a deal with a black-hearted person, his black heart will only become more unfathomable like an abyss.

The Blue Silver Emperor had not originally intended to make Flanders submit simply by verbal arguments.

In this world where strength is respected, power is the most direct pass.

There was a hint of amusement in her eyes, but she had already made other plans in her mind.

After all, in this world, only the strong can make the rules, and her master is the one who is ready to write the rules.

However, "use courtesy before force" was what the master had said to himself unintentionally. She later found out that it was said by a former friend of the master, Lord Jingyuan, a wise and intelligent general.

Although she never had the chance to see it,

But as the master's most loyal servant, she naturally considers her master in everything. Every decision and every action is for the master's benefit and glory.

In this transaction with Flanders, she also adhered to this principle, hoping to achieve her goal without harming the interests of her master.

Originally, if Flanders could put aside his evil heart just once and act a little in front of her, perhaps she would tell him some inside information out of loyalty to her master and a certain degree of pity for Flanders.

She might make him understand what a great being he was about to face, and let him know how unwise it was to become an enemy of the Master.

However.
Flanders greed and stubbornness disappointed her, and he didn't seem to be going to change his way of doing things. Blue Silver Queen's eyes gradually cooled down. She knew that the next negotiation might not be so smooth, but she was ready. No matter what, she would fight for her master's will.

"Flanders, take a good look. Inside this bag are two thousand gold soul coins."

Soon, the Blue Silver Emperor's voice became calm, yet it carried an unquestionable majesty and amusement.

She patted the purse on the table gently, and the heavy touch seemed to confirm her words.

"I gave you two thousand at the beginning, but..."

The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile, but there was a hint of cunning in that smile.

"Like you, I also like to raise the price."

"These two thousand, I changed my mind."

The Blue Silver Emperor's eyes suddenly became sharp, and her voice became cold and hard.

"You're not here to buy this broken crystal now."

"but"

The Blue Silver Emperor paused deliberately, his gaze piercing Flanders' heart like a sharp blade.

"I'm here to buy your academy, and the lives of you and everyone in your academy."

The Blue Silver Emperor's eyes sparkled like the brightest stars in the night sky. She placed her hands quietly in front of her belly with her fingers crossed, her posture elegant and calm.

Her soft hair fluttered gently as she spoke, as if to reinforce her determination.

In an instant, although the voice was light, it was like a heavy hammer, falling heavily on Flanders' ears, like a thunderclap out of the blue!
Soon, Flanders' eyes widened and the expression on his face changed from astonishment to fear.

The moment Blue Silver Emperor finished speaking, he felt a chilling aura, a chill from the abyss of death, as if an invisible hand was tightly strangling his throat.

The breath of death was like a thin layer of mist, quietly covering the entire room, making the air depressing and heavy.

Flanders heartbeat quickened, and he suddenly realized that this seemingly weak woman in front of him was actually someone who could easily decide the fate of him and his academy.

His greed and cunning seemed so ridiculous and powerless in front of this true strong man.

At that moment, it was confirmed that Flanders was an old fox among the black-hearted soul masters and a leader among the smart ones.

This sudden breath of death made him stand up from the rocking chair in panic.

His body involuntarily bent to 90 degrees, his head lowered almost to the ground, cold sweat streamed down his cheeks like a waterfall, soaking his clothes.

"This beautiful lady, I was blind and careless and made you feel bad. I will slap myself three times to express my apology."

Flanders voice was trembling, his lips were shaking uncontrollably, and every word seemed to have taken up all his courage.

Before he finished speaking, Flanders quickly raised his hand and slapped himself in the face several times in a row. The sound echoed in the quiet room and was particularly harsh.

His cheeks quickly became red and swollen, which showed that he had indeed been very ruthless.

Suddenly, Flanders felt an ominous aura even stronger than before, a fear that came from instinct, as if the bad luck from gambling had come again. He was unlucky enough to feel the pressure from another person who was no less than that of a Titled Douluo! !

The pressure was like a huge mountain pressing down on him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

As he bowed, he had no idea there was another Blade in the store!

Only then did he realize how big a mess he had made! What a powerful boss he had offended! Flanders' heart was filled with endless regret and fear. He knew that he might have really touched the reverse scale this time.

Moreover, the lady seemed to know his background, his past and secrets, which made his situation even more precarious.

Flanders' heart was beating wildly. He knew he had to do everything he could to make up for this mistake. Otherwise, the fate of him and everyone in his academy might really come to an end just as the lady said.

Flanders felt a chill running straight from his spine to his forehead. That feeling was more terrifying than facing any powerful enemy. His body trembled involuntarily, and he continued hurriedly:

"No, my Lord."

Flanders' voice was almost pleading, and he tried his best to make his voice sound more respectful so as not to offend this lady who was obviously of a special status.

"I really don't mean to offend you. How about this: if you like anything in our store, feel free to take it. Just think of it as my blindness, and use this as a way to express my deepest apologies."

He paused, trying to calm his rapid breathing, and continued:

"As for what academy you belong to, since you know me, you should also know that my academy is just an empty shell with no substance and no real value at all."

There was a hint of bitterness in Flanders' words. He knew the actual situation of his academy. It was just a nominal institution to cover up his real business.

He didn't dare to hide anything, for fear of angering the man in front of him who obviously possessed terrible power.

"It's really not worth your concern."

Flanders' voice was almost silent, his face was full of humility and fear. He knew that in the face of such pressure, his life and death and the fate of the academy were now in the hands of the other party.

He could only hope for the mercy of Her Majesty, hoping that she would forgive him and not pursue this small mistake.
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(End of this chapter)