The Nine Cauldrons

Book 8 Chapter 38 – The Ox-Head Mountains in the Eastern Flower Region

Teng Qingshan’s answer evidently led to much disappointment among the people in the vicinity who were confident in their own looks. Among them, there was even Tantai Qing, who was referred to as the number one beauty under the heavens, and Yan Baishou, who possessed three stone inscriptions. Even Wu Baiwei of the Wu Clan had his smile stiffen in place.

“Congratulations, Brother Fu.” Wu Baiwei maintained his smile and cupped his hands.

“Let’s go,” the Martial Saintess said gloomily.

Evidently, in this marriage, the Martial Saintess’ words were more effective.

Meanwhile, Tantai Qing gazed resentfully toward Teng Qingshan with an expression seemingly of disappointment and sadness

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A moment later, the men belonging to the Wu, Yan, and Tantai Clan had all left. Despite feeling inwardly uncomfortable, they were people who were experienced and had already known when they came; Teng Qingshan would, at most, provide aid to only one clan. Thus, they had already been prepared to return empty-handed.

Inside the house:

“Thank you, mister.” Fu Dao laughed.

Fu Yunzhan’s and Fu Yufeng’s faces were full of smiles. Many people might perhaps have only had a very limited understanding of Teng Qingshan. However, the Fu Clan had a clear understanding of him as Fu Dao had previously informed the Fu Clan’s upper echelons about how Teng Qingshan had defeated him with merely one move. For Teng Qingshan to be able to defeat a fellow Golden Dan Innate Martial Saint with a single move… what sort of strength was this?

His title as the Strongest Martial Saint was absolutely true!

“Thanks, Uncle.” Fu Yuping gazed at Teng Qingshan with gratitude.

“Haha.” Teng Qingshan laughed as he stroked Little Ping’s head. “The reason why Uncle chose the Fu Clan wasn’t only because of you.”

“Mister,” Fu Dao began to speak, “Apart from preparing one stone inscription, please feel free to state anything else that Mister needs. Our Fu Clan will spare no effort in fulfilling your needs.”

Teng Qingshan looked at him, and without concealing his inner thoughts, he said, “Fu Dao, we’ve known each other for quite some time, so I’ll not keep you in the dark. I do not care about money, treasures, nor Spiritual Herbs. However, I need at least a hundred thousand Jin worth of Fiery Gilt Steel Ores.”

“A hundred thousand Jin?” Fu Dao took in a deep breath.

“What, you can’t do it?” Teng Qingshan looked at him.

In fact, Teng Qingshan would want to have as much Fiery Gilt Steel ores as possible, the more the merrier. However, Teng Qingshan planned to ride the Six Legged Bladelike Chi back to the Land of the Nine Prefectures. Even though the Six Legged Bladelike Chi was powerful and possessed strength equivalent to that of Teng Qingshan, Flying for a long distance while bearing a hundred thousand Jin would be extremely laborious.

In Teng Qingshan’s calculations, a hundred thousand Jin worth of Fiery Gilt Steel Ore was probably the most they could transport to the Land of the Nine Prefectures.

“It’s not impossible,” Fu Dao said with a smile. “Mister, our Fu clan only started to gain prominence a year or two ago. Currently, we only own a tiny city and our strength is weak. Even if we include Mister’s assistance, it will be hard to say if we can get hold of the Fiery Gilt Steel Ores. If by chance we are able to acquire it, giving you 20-30% of it would not pose a problem. However——”

“Fiery Gilt Steel is rather precious after all. Several millenniums ago, only two thousand Jin worth of Fiery Gilt Steel were discovered. It was barely enough to cast several suits of armour.

“Although this time, the Fiery Gilt Steel Ore Deposit is huge, it has yet to be examined and excavated. No one knows how much Fiery Gilt Steel has been concealed away under Ox-Head Mountain. Perhaps, the total may not even add up to a hundred thousand Jin,” Fu Dao explained.

Teng Qingshan nodded in understanding.

“Rest assured, I will not make things difficult for your clan.” Teng Qingshan smiled and said, “If there isn’t much Fiery Gilt Steel, I will definitely lower my requirement.”

“May I ask what Mister wishes to do with the Fiery Gilt Steel?” Fu Dao asked puzzledly.

Teng Qingshan’s lips curled up into a smile. “As for this, you do not need to know.”