"You’re not that far off from him at all! As your master, I’m very satisfied. If you two could get together, it would be a match made in heaven!"
Mo Wuwei whispered, "But things can’t move that fast. We’ve only met a few times, right?"
Gongshu Wumao said earnestly, "Some people can commit to a lifetime after a single meeting! Besides, you both have a favorable impression of each other, so isn’t nurturing your feelings the natural next step? When it comes to men and women, once you spend some time getting close, everything else will naturally fall into place...
"I’ve already thought it all out. Once you two have a child, I can help raise them. In the future, your child will be the undisputed new Head of the Manipulation Sect! By then, how could Martial Nephew Wang Xiu possibly keep his secret technique from his own child? Wouldn’t the revitalization of our Manipulation Sect be just around the corner?
"In fact, if you two get along well, he might even teach it to you first, which would speed things up considerably!"
Mo Wuwei was silent for a long moment, her tone softening considerably. "But... what if Junior Brother Wang Xiu doesn’t agree?"
Gongshu Wumao stroked his beard. "Are you kidding me? My disciple is an absolute beauty. If she takes the initiative to pursue him, how could he possibly be unwilling? If he dares to refuse, I’ll just..."
Mo Wuwei looked on with anticipation. "You’ll what?"
Gongshu Wumao mulled it over for a long time before slowly spitting out two words, "Drug him!"
Mo Wuwei was speechless.
Just then, Wang Xiu suddenly coughed. "Actually, there’s no need to go to such trouble!"
He slowly walked over, his face radiating embarrassment.
This master and disciple are really something. They don’t even try to be discreet when whispering! This is a world of cultivators, for crying out loud. We’re standing so close, and you don’t even bother putting up a soundproofing formation? Were you afraid I wouldn’t hear you?
Originally, Wang Xiu had planned to act oblivious to the very end to avoid embarrassment. He could just pretend he didn’t know anything. But to think that Gongshu Wumao would consider a method as despicable as drugging!
How utterly infuriating! I, Wang Xiu, can accept being on the bottom. But I cannot accept feeling nothing!
Seeing Wang Xiu approach, Mo Wuwei’s face instantly turned beet red, and she buried her head in her chest.
Junior Brother Wang Xiu really heard everything! I’m doomed! Now I’ll never be able to face anyone again!
Gongshu Wumao, however, had thicker skin and spoke candidly, "Martial Nephew Wang Xiu, while we may have been scheming, the facts are true. Weiwei here genuinely has feelings for you... Your future child would also certainly become the Head of the Manipulation Sect. All I seek is for the Manipulation Sect to reclaim its former glory. I have no selfish intentions whatsoever! I hope that you, Martial Nephew, can help us achieve this! If you don’t believe me, I can swear a Heart Demon oath!"
Seeing Gongshu Wumao raise his hand to swear an oath, Wang Xiu quickly stopped him. "Senior Uncle, please wait. There’s no need for this. In the Sanqing Immortal Sect, all branches are interconnected like parts of the same tree. It was so eight hundred years ago, and it should remain so eight hundred years later! Back then, the Manipulation Sect provided my master with a white jade coffin, helping her extend her life to this day. My master often reminded me that this is a debt of gratitude that must be repaid! Now that I am fortunate enough to be able to help the Manipulation Sect, it is only right that I do my part. This secret technique, I can teach it to you, Senior Uncle."
Hearing this, Gongshu Wumao’s pupils shrank, and his voice trembled. "Are you serious?"
Wang Xiu smiled faintly. "Yes." Read complete versıon only at 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝘯𝘦𝘵
Gongshu Wumao was incredulous. "Do you realize the value of this technique? Even if the Manipulation Sect were to give up everything it has, we couldn’t trade for it!"
Even in his earlier schemes, he had never imagined that he himself could learn Wang Xiu’s secret technique. As he had said, the Primordial God Refining Technique was simply too precious. It was something that could cause a bloodbath throughout the entire Nanzhou, and even the Cangyuan Realm. It was a technique that would allow Wang Xiu to establish his own sect, become a venerated patriarch, and gather all the wealth in the world! If he possessed such a divine technique, how could he possibly pass it on to others so easily?
Therefore, his initial plan was to have the Manipulation Sect pass circuitously into Wang Xiu’s hands. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to learn the Primordial God Refining Technique; that was impossible. But it was something he could only dream about. He simply couldn’t afford to learn it.
Wang Xiu smiled calmly. "No matter how great a secret technique is, it can only realize its greatest potential in the hands of the person most suited for it!"
"Good, good, good!" Hearing this, Gongshu Wumao was overcome with excitement, repeating "good" three times. "Martial Nephew Wang Xiu, what vision, what boldness! Truly remarkable! But to accept such a divine technique for nothing... Senior Uncle, I would not feel right about it! Why don’t you just take Weiwei with you?"
Mo Wuwei clenched her fists, her chest heaving with anger.
This awful old man! Why is he treating me like some unwanted baggage? Is he that desperate to get rid of me?
Wang Xiu, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, quickly said, "Senior Uncle, please stop joking!"
Gongshu Wumao’s eyes darted around. "Then, how about this? From now on, we’ll split the profits the Manipulation Sect earns from this technique seventy-thirty. Your Divination Sect gets seventy percent, how about that?"
Wang Xiu’s mouth twitched. "Seventy percent is too much. I’m not doing anything!"
Gongshu Wumao corrected him, "How can you say you’re not doing anything? The Primordial God Refining Technique came from you. Without it, everything else is pointless... No, you must take this share. Otherwise, if word got out, wouldn’t it make my Manipulation Sect look classless?"
Wang Xiu gave a helpless, wry smile. He wasn’t kidding; he truly didn’t want the share. He didn’t lack money; to him, it was just a number. Enough was enough.
As he said, if the Primordial God Refining Technique remained only in his hands, it would at most save him some money on materials in the future. After all, he couldn’t possibly stop everything he was doing just to sit at home refining materials to sell for money! The Divination Sect didn’t have such a heavy financial burden. But in the hands of the Manipulation Sect, the benefits would be immense. It could even directly change the internal power structure of the Sanqing Immortal Sect, elevating the Manipulation Sect to one of the top branches.