Chapter 11: Asking for Spirit Stones

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Deacon Li slowly opened the book and flipped through it from top to bottom, occasionally stopping when he found Wang Lin’s name.

Three moist characters appeared prominently beside it, indicating that the payment had already been collected.

His expression darkened; such proxy collections happened frequently in the previous life.

Most likely, it was Tong Ying’s doing.

Tong Ying’s enchanting charm worked wonders even before these elderly men.

Often, a single smile or a subtle expression could make a few old fellows burst out laughing, naturally opening the door to favors.

Yuwen Yue pushed past the crowd, his brows furrowed as he glared unfavorably at Deacon Li.

“Deacon Li, you are also a senior of the Stipend Hall. How can you still break the rules and regulations at this point?”

Hearing this, Deacon Li frowned slowly and met Yuwen Yue’s gaze. “Everyone knows who Wang Lin is. Even if he took the stipend, it was to hand it over to someone else. Why make it so complicated? Why not just deliver it directly?”

Wang Lin stepped forward, his voice sharp and resolute. “That’s no excuse for you to break the rules and act recklessly! Besides, my spirit stones are not yours to control!”

At these words, the surrounding disciples gasped sharply.

“Did I see that right?”

“Is that really him?”

…

Wang Lin, always meek and timid, actually confronted Deacon Li head-on.

One must understand that Deacon Li has been handing out stipends for many years. To receive a stipend from him, it usually requires offerings or maintaining good relations.

But now, Wang Lin faced Deacon Li’s rule-breaking and boldly stood up to him, which was truly satisfying to witness.

Deacon Li was clearly taken aback. He had never expected such a seemingly useless disciple to dare openly accuse him, and with such precise words that hit a sore spot.

Wang Lin then turned and left.

He had already figured it out; arguing any further was pointless. It was better to find Tong Ying quickly.

Perhaps he could still retrieve that piece of high-grade raw spirit stone.

“Thanks for standing up for me, Senior Brother Yuwen. I have urgent matters to attend to, so I’ll go ahead,” Wang Lin said, bowing slightly before hurrying away.

Yuwen Yue appraised him twice, concern in his voice. “If you want to recover the spirit stone, I’ll go with you. Tong Ying is not easy to deal with.”

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Yuwen Lian hurried after them, and the two exited one after another.

The large Stipend Hall fell silent for a moment, then erupted into chatter again.

“Is that really him? My goodness, judging by his attitude, could he really be here to claim his stipend?”

“His stipend probably ended up in the hands of that little witch Tong Ying. How could he dare to confront her? Isn’t he afraid she’ll take everything?”

Amidst the noisy voices, Deacon Li’s face was ashen. If it were just Wang Lin, he wouldn’t be worried.

But now Yuwen Yue was backing him and planning to report to the elders — that made things very different.

He ground his steel teeth almost to the breaking point but could only swallow this bitter loss.

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After leaving the sect, Wang Lin and Yuwen Yue headed straight for the largest Beast Taming Arena.

Based on Tong Ying’s habits, she favored taming beast companions. Every time she received her stipend, she would head to the arena to select one or two fine-quality beasts.

Tong Ying was generous, stunningly beautiful, and naturally alluring. Even within the Yin-Yang Sky Sect, she earned the nickname “witch.” Handling the scattered mountain cultivators beneath was effortless for her.

Most people at the arena would crowd around to watch Tong Ying choose her beasts. As the Princess of the Celestial Fox, her taste was unparalleled, often picking beasts with exceptional potential or supernatural powers.

“Sis Tong, this fox is pure white and crystal-clear all over. Surely it’s no ordinary creature.”

“I’ll take it!”

“Wonderful, wonderful… Sis Tong, you’re so generous!”

The two hurried to the arena and heard the noisy commotion.

Wang Lin’s heart sank.

From afar, he spotted a crowd on the second floor surrounding Tong Ying, praising her. With a wave of her hand, a pure white, crystal-clear high-grade raw spirit stone floated up.

Wang Lin swallowed his impulse and quickly found the stairs, racing toward the second floor.

The two guards standing at the stairway entrance were startled. Although Wang Lin’s brocade robe was splendid and his demeanor extraordinary—obviously a sect disciple—the second floor was a VIP area, and entry required permission.

They quickly raised their hands to block him. “Please stop, sir. The second floor is a VIP area. Entry is prohibited without approval.”

Seeing the raw spirit stone floating there and Tong Ying beginning to sign the contract, Wang Lin grew even more anxious.

Beside him, Yuwen Yue stepped forward, threw out a nameplate, then led Wang Lin upstairs.

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Seeing the engraved characters on the nameplate, the guards no longer resisted. Wang Lin shot Yuwen Yue a grateful glance before rushing up to the second floor.

He arrived just before Tong Ying put pen to paper and shouted, “Tong Ying!”

His shout made Tong Ying’s hand tremble, and she looked up sharply at him.

Seeing who it was, Tong Ying’s delicate brows furrowed as she scolded, “Why are you shouting so loudly? How dare you call me by my name like that, junior sister!”

Her expression stiffened. Could it be that her proxy collection of the stipend had been exposed, and he was here to collect debts?

No, he shouldn’t dare. How could he?

Tong Ying lifted her head, about to speak again, but glanced at Yuwen Yue beside her. His figure trembled slightly as he recalled some unpleasant memories.

Then she smiled sweetly. “Senior Brother Yuwen, what a surprise. Are you here to pick out a beast?”

“No, I’m just accompanying Junior Brother Wang to have a look,” Yuwen Yue said coldly, standing behind her.

This subtle gesture seemed especially significant in Tong Ying’s eyes. Wang Lin had deliberately brought Yuwen Yue along just to collect the debt.

Wang Lin noticed the change in Tong Ying’s gaze. He didn’t want to involve Yuwen Yue and responded coldly, “This is between the two of us. Whether my stipend was collected by Senior Sister or not, that’s irrelevant.”

His tone was harsh and his eyes icy.

This was the first time Tong Ying had seen him treat her so coldly. Previously, he had always been submissive, never daring to accuse her, let alone chase after debts.

Yuwen Yue smiled with satisfaction.

Wang Lin had finally come to terms with himself, found his own path, and was no longer the weak person he used to be.

With steadfast determination and his own pursuits, this was the true demeanor of a strong person.

The crowd burst into an uproar. The seller was stunned on the spot. If Tong Ying had used someone else’s stipend, what would happen to this raw spirit stone?

Would the contract still be valid? For a moment, the atmosphere grew tense and silent.

Tong Ying’s anger flared higher. In the entire Yin-Yang Sect, who didn’t show her a respectful face? This reckless junior brother—she was lucky to be able to use his stipend.

How dare he still come chasing after it!

“Wang Lin, you’re becoming more and more insolent. Wasn’t it enough to anger your Second Senior Sister? Now you’ve come to provoke me as well!”