Seducing Goddesses With My Infinite Wealth
Chapter 55: Woman (16) Sued Man (75) for Rejecting Her Marriage Proposal

Chapter 55: Woman (16) Sued Man (75) for Rejecting Her Marriage Proposal

Chapter 55 - Woman (16) Sued Man (75) for Rejecting Her Marriage Proposal

"Oh, boy."

Fu Tong thought that he would get complicated missions, but he ended up getting four options to choose from. After reading through the list, he immediately discarded the second choice.

’There ain’t no way I’ll work with Long Hao. Nope!’

The first choice aligned with his interest, but stealing the sword was not his agenda. After all, he never wished to harm the precious heroine of this Chapter, aka the sect master.

This left him the third and the fourth choice.

Aiming for the third choice seemed to be the most logical. The fourth one also looked good, but it was a bit over the top to take over the sect.

Fu Tong still thought of himself as a gentleman, not a womanizer. Chasing after the sect master’s skirt did not align with his personality.

’I’ll work on the third choice’s route then. Do it the normal way. Become an inner disciple in six months. Participate in the internal martial arts tournament to become her core disciple. Kill Yin Qingming and Long Hao in the expedition event. Then, beat the uprising troops from the Ouyang Clan to finish the Chapter, and earn the sword from Li Wushuang herself. That should be easy and linear.’

After hyping himself, Fu Tong sat up and continued cultivating. He aimed to reach level 20 before sunrise.

—

The next morning, Fu Tong snapped out of his trance because of the knocks on the door. Although annoyed, Fu Tong walked to the door and opened it.

On the other side of the door, Huli Jiubai stood there with a few scrolls and a stack of parchment papers. He widely grinned and stated his business in a telepathic voice.

’Young Lord. The young miss is concerned with your health and your diet. Also, she has noticed that you’re dabbing your hands in alchemy, so she asked me to bring some pill recipes and some herbs that we grow in the palace to you. Also, she requests that you should sneak out of the sect and return home once a week. She misses you.’

’Already?’ Fu Tong dryly laughed.

’Also, she told me to be wary of the rogue immortals and the spies from the Yuemei Clan. She briefly saw one of them in the sect’s premises, but she couldn’t tell where the spy was.’

’Ah... this is going to be annoying. You be careful too.’

’You’re very kind, young lord. Don’t worry. I’ve learned from you. I have some karma coins with me. If I see them, I’ll kill them the way you did.’

’Alright. Now, give whatever you want to give to me. I need to cultivate.’

’...Sure.’

With a feigned cough, Huli Jiubai thrust the items into Fu Tong’s arms. He flew away, heading to the inner sect district where inner disciples stayed and trained.

Fu Tong pursed his lips and carried everything inside the house. He shut the door behind him and was about to tidy the items.

Another knock on the door stopped Fu Tong’s feet in their tracks. He turned around and rolled his eyes.

"Who is it now?"

Pulling the door and peeking outside, Fu Tong found a familiar face.

Tang Youyan stood there, waving a hand at him.

"Brother Fu, hello! I’m Tang Youyan! Nice to meet you... again."

"...What do you want?"

"Sell me the potion! Or rather, did you drink it?"

"Yup. Very delicious! Then, please excuse me. I have a serious case of diarrhea, inflamed appendix, gastritis, and I’m having a monthly period, but white liquid comes out instead of blood."

Fu Tong smirked and closed the door, but Tang Youyan inserted her right foot between the door and the door frame. She pushed the door with her full strength, but it didn’t budge.

While exerting her power to push the door open, she gave Fu Tong the sweetest smile and tempted him.

"You see, Brother Fu, I have questions about alchemy and poison. If you don’t mind, how about we share some tea and discuss the dao of alchemy?"

Without hesitation, Fu Tong growled.

"I’m more interested in women with big rabbits and perky bakeries. You’re too young and skinny to invite me to a tea party. Grow ’em bigger first and come find me five years later. Good day!"

Fu Tong kicked Tang Youyan’s foot away from the door frame and slammed the door shut. He sealed it with a karma coin and created a soundproof array, blocking all noises from the outside.

Tang Youyan was knocked two steps backward. Upon getting her bearings, she stared at the closed door in disbelief. This was the first time in her life that she approached a man, and he rejected her advance.

"YOU DENSE CABBAGE!!"

The girl yelled, venting her frustration. After a good scream, she rode a flying sword away, yet she swore that she would bring him out to play one day.

A few men in the elite district watched her leave. They gained a new story to tell.

—

A certain protagonist had a hard time adjusting to the new environment.

300 meters away from the elite district was an uneven terrain. Thatched houses were the homes of the outcasts. Long Hao occupied one, but he couldn’t cultivate in peace.

The peasant gang, led by an outer disciple, carried lit torches and strolled into the village. Upon spotting Long Hao, they sneered and tossed the torches at his thatched house.

The hut ignited on fire easily. The group then laughed and sprinted away from the village as they had completed their mission.

Long Hao frowned and shook his head. He channeled Qi to the thatched house, and the flame was extinguished. The wooden structure also restored itself.

However, Long Hao’s use of his Qi aggravated the injuries Yin Qingming and his men had inflicted the previous day. He coughed several times while the bruises on his chest sent a pain signal to his brain. His mouth could still taste dried blood.

Thinking of the humiliation yesterday, Long Hao couldn’t help but recall the face of Fu Tong, Yin Qingming, and everybody in the sect. He waited for the day that he could get his hands on the Divine Feather Sword and slaughter everybody.

Just as Long Hao was imagining a fake scenario where he confronted Fu Tong with his real cultivation base, an invisible silhouette of a person slipped into his hut. The mysterious person unveiled his stealth ability, revealing the face of a man from the Long Immortal Clan.

The person was the protector of his dead sister, whom Long Baiqi killed and framed for the crime to him. He was also the only witness who managed to escape Long Baiqi’s grasp.

"That aura... Young master, you’re alive! Is that really you?!"

Long Hao recognized the man. He gently smiled.

"Long Bolin, it’s me. What are you doing here?"

Long Bolin swallowed tears of happiness. A minute later, he calmed down and adjusted his tone, confessing.

"I’m currently working for the Yuemei Clan. I’m tracking a woman with the mother phoenix physique and an immortal agent from the Lu Clan."

"Lu Clan?" Long Hao was interested in the topic. "Tell me more."