The Nine Cauldrons

Book 8 Chapter 37 Which One Should I Choose?

“Three stone inscriptions?” When Teng Qingshan heard this, his eyes involuntarily shone. Li Jun, who was at his side, also revealed a delighted expression.

It was a total of three stone inscriptions. As long as nothing unexpected happened, these three stone inscriptions would definitely allow Teng Qingshan to breakthrough the final threshold and step into the Emptiness Realm. The expression on Teng Qingshan’s face was a matter of worry to the Wu Clan, Tantai Clan, and Fu Clan, while Yan Baishou was secretly delighted.

The rumor about the legendary Most Powerful Martial Saint Teng Qingshan being fond of the stone inscriptions of the 《Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms》 was indeed true.

Suddenly—

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The earth trembled slightly. The group of people in the house turned and looked outside. The facial expression of the members of Tantai Clan, Wu Clan, and the other clans did not look good. It was obvious that more clans had arrived!

“Eh?” However, Fu Dao made a joyful expression.

The troop of cavalrymen was very well-behaved. The troop halted next to where the troops of Tantai Clan and Wu Clan were stationed. The two young men leading the troop leapt off their War Hous and ran over with speed. They had obviously seen the large group of people that had assembled inside the house. As soon as the two reached the door, they bowed and greeted respectfully.

“Fu Yunzhan and Fu Yufeng greet Mister Teng.”

The two young man bowed and said.

“Fu Yunzhan? Fu Yufeng?” Struck by a thought, Teng Qingshan said to himself, “Both surnamed Fu?”

At this moment, Fu Dao, who sat by the table, chortled and spoke, “Mister, Fu Yunzhan is the patriarch of Fu Clan while Fu Yufeng is the best amongst the youngest generation of the Fu Clan. I was worried that the other clans would succeed in inviting Mister before the Fu Clan, therefore, I travelled alone with haste. They were only slightly slower than me.”

Actually, Fu Dao had only arrived fifteen minutes earlier than the troop of Fu Clan.

However, top-notch War Hous could travel a distance of over a hundred Li within fifteen minutes.

“Haha. Now, The Wu Clan, Fu Clan, and Tantai Clan have arrived in groups, while I am the only one that came alone. Haha…” Yan Baishou burst out in laughter and commented.

“The number of people doesn’t matter. However, Brother Yan, amongst us, you are the one that came most prepared. A total of three stone inscriptions…Tsk, tsk. Brother Yan, you are truly capable. I honestly admire you.” Sitting beside the Martial Saintess, Wu Baiwei grinned as remarked. However, his words caused the other two clans to harbor hostility towards Yan Baishou.

Since Yan Baishou had the most cards.

“Everyone, please be seated.” Teng Qingshan smiled.

At this moment, the three members of Fu Clan, the two members of Tantai Clan, the member of Yan Clan, Teng Qingshan, and Li Jun all sat around the table.

“Mister Teng.” Tantai Qing looked at Teng Qingshan with a smile and said, “We, the Tantai Clan, came with utmost sincerity. We only have one stone inscription, but if there be any other conditions…please just tell us directly. I think the Tantai Clan will do anything to satisfy Mister’s conditions.” Usually, when being tenderly persuaded by a peerless beauty, other people would just half-wittedly nod in agreement.

Teng Qingshan didn’t even have the chance to speak.

As a “Walla—” sound rang, the curtains of the side door were drawn back and revealed Little Ping standing cutely in the doorway. She swept her gaze across the table and gawked at Fu Yufeng, one of the people sitting around it.

“Eh? Little Ping, come here.” Li Jun called with a smile.

In Li Jun’s heart, all these guests were outsiders while Little Ping was her sister, one that she had spent days and night with.

Little Ping still stared at Fu Yufeng. The stares bewildered the young man, causing him to stare back at Little Ping puzzledly. At this moment, Little Ping’s eyes reddened.

“Third Brother!” Little Ping shouted.

Whew!

Fu Yufeng, astounded, sprung up and stared at Little Ping. After a few moments of scrutinization, he said hesitantly, “You..you are Little Sister?”

Tears flowed down LIttle Ping’s face and dripped onto the ground. As she yelled “Third Brother,” she dashed towards Fu Yufeng and held Fu Yufeng tightly, crying out loudly.

“What’s going on?” The people on the scene were all confused.

Teng Qingshan and Li Jun were also shocked as they stared at the scene before them.