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Chapter 901 - 901 901 The Seriously Injured Sorcerer Elder

901: Chapter 901: The Seriously Injured Sorcerer Elder 901: Chapter 901: The Seriously Injured Sorcerer Elder “Reputation?

Do you think I care about reputation?

Song Shishi is nothing more than a chess piece in my hand—a piece to deal with Wu Lao.

You need to understand, if you don’t want to become a chess piece in someone else’s hand, the first step isn’t making yourself stronger, but understanding how to replace yourself using other pieces!”

Wang Tianhao shook his head slightly, showing no care for the reputation Mu Dan spoke of.

Instead, he patiently explained to her.

“I heard Bai Xiaofan now has the power to fight against someone at half-step Divinity Transformation.

It seems his cultivation is progressing very quickly, no slower than mine.

Although Bai Xiaofan and I are enemies, we have a mutual foe between us.”

“I believe Bai Xiaofan is a smart man.

He should know what to do to get closer to victory.

I’m confident the day of the final battle will come soon, and that day won’t be chosen by Wu Lao or Bai Xiaofan—it will be set by me!”

As his words fell, Wang Tianhao stretched out his large hand, and Mu Dan obediently sat beside him.

“I will definitely listen to the young master.

Mu Dan’s life belongs to the young master.”

Feeling Wang Tianhao’s unrestrained touch, Mu Dan’s face turned red as she gently spoke to him.

Wang Tianhao then signaled Mu Dan to hand him the phone.

“Uncle Song, this is Wang Tianhao.

Look at the situation we’re in.

I’m easy to talk to here, but I worry if this matter reaches my father or grandfather’s ears by accident—you know their temperaments!”

“You say your daughter likes women?

That’s not being honest.

Do you think the rumors spreading all over the Capital City could possibly be false?

Sun Zi has already said that your daughter has been acting intimately with another man.

I’ll give you three days.

Within these three days, I can promise this news won’t reach my father or grandfather.”

“But after three days, if Song Shishi hasn’t knelt before me…

I think things will get very dangerous.”

Wang Tianhao hung up the phone, a playful smirk curling at the corner of his mouth.

To force Bai Xiaofan to meet him exactly on his chosen date, he had to leverage Song Shishi’s father to push matters along aggressively.

Meanwhile, in the provincial capital of Jiang Province, Little Wolf pushed open the door to Wu Lao’s secluded courtyard.

“You mean the men Wang Tianhao sent were all killed by Bai Xiaofan?

And beside Bai Xiaofan, aside from Zhan Xing, there’s also Zhao Hui?”

After listening to Little Wolf’s report, Wu Lao lowered his voice and questioned him again.

“Yes, and according to the intelligence we received, Song Zifeng’s daughter, Song Shishi—Wang Tianhao’s fiancée—is currently in South City as well, and her relationship with Bai Xiaofan seems…

unusual.”

Little Wolf nodded, respectfully reporting to Wu Lao.

Upon hearing this, Wu Lao’s brows furrowed deeply, his eyes showing a trace of contemplation.

For some reason, Wu Lao felt an odd sense of disquiet—though everything seemed to be unfolding according to his plans, something still felt amiss.

With this thought, Wu Lao pulled out nine copper coins from his robe, throwing them into the air with a large sweep of his hand.

Watching Wu Lao’s actions, concern rose within Little Wolf’s heart.

Having followed Wu Lao for many years, he naturally understood this was Wu Lao performing divination.

Furthermore, he knew Wu Lao’s abilities in divination were exceedingly accurate—he could calculate anything, and never once had an error occurred.

The nine copper coins fell into a peculiar pattern in mid-air, and Wu Lao’s aged eyes slightly narrowed as his lips moved, muttering something.

Clink!

One copper coin at the bottom suddenly separated from the group, falling to the ground.

As this copper coin dropped, Little Wolf noticed Wu Lao’s complexion pale slightly.

Clink!

Clink!

Soon after, two more copper coins in the middle shifted from their original positions and fell onto the ground.

Wu Lao’s face instantly turned far paler.

However, Wu Lao seemed completely unaware, his gaze stubbornly fixed on the six remaining coins in the air, unwilling to even blink.

Crack!

The copper coin standing at the top suddenly cracked open!

Subsequently, under Wu Lao’s disbelieving eyes, it fell to the ground.

Thud!

With the crack and fall of this last coin, Wu Lao spat a mouthful of blood, his expression instantly wilting, as though he had suffered grave injuries.

“Unthinkable…

unthinkable…

unthinkable…”

Wu Lao collapsed onto the chair, his eyes empty as he whispered incoherently, seeming to have suffered immense mental trauma.

Little Wolf, watching Wu Lao’s condition, grew even more uneasy.

But amidst this unease, his curiosity deepened—what could Wu Lao have seen from the nine copper coins?

What did the three coins that first fell signify?

And—especially—what did the final cracked one represent?

“Relay my orders to Ji Qiang.

Tell him to take action.

And for the next three days, no matter what happens, do not disturb me!”

After a long while, Wu Lao waved his hand toward Little Wolf, giving the next orders along with permission to leave.

Upon hearing Wu Lao’s command, Little Wolf nodded, turned, and exited the courtyard.

As he closed the door behind him, Little Wolf collapsed to the ground in terror.

He did not know what Wu Lao had calculated from those nine copper coins, nor whether Wu Lao already knew about his secret collaboration with Bai Xiaofan.

But his intuition told him Wu Lao already knew everything.

…

Bai Xiaofan brought Song Shishi home and, ignoring her, entered his room alone to start intensive cultivation.

His Primordial Spirit entered the World Marker space, where Bai Xiaofan continued to research the first golden tadpole character, endlessly practicing it.

The reason for practicing here was because everything inside was under Bai Xiaofan’s control.

Moreover, the abundant Spiritual Power meant cultivation speed was far faster than outside—making it the optimal place to train in the golden tadpole character, a technique that consumed immense immortal energy.

Meanwhile, Song Shishi sat bored in the courtyard, opening her laptop to watch some television dramas.

She had only started watching a few minutes when her father, Song Zifeng, called.

As soon as she answered the call, before she could even speak, her father’s nearly roaring voice came through.

Without hesitation, Song Shishi hung up the phone.

A short while later, the phone rang again.

This time, once she answered, Song Zifeng seemed to suppress his fury.

He had no choice—currently he wasn’t by Song Shishi’s side.

If he didn’t restrain his anger, considering Song Shishi’s temperament, she would undoubtedly hang up on him again!

About this, he had no doubt whatsoever!