By the ti Zhao Sanchong had left with thousands of thanks, Zhao Xiaobao wore a worried expression as he said, "Young Master, perhaps you should reconsider. Although the Wang Family is a local cultivation family in Ganzhou, they are extrely ruthless. Fifty years ago, the Cultivating Chen Family was annihilated by their hand. Not only did none of their family mbers escape, but it also nearly implicated our Zhao Family."
Zhao Sheng waved his hand and said calmly, "No need to reconsider. Ganzhou is a land with scarce spiritual energy, with few cultivators, and the Wang Family is the only cultivation family in Ganzhou. If I don't approach them, who else can I turn to?"
Zhao Xiaobao wanted to say more but eventually chose not to continue persuading.
He knew that once the Young Master made up his mind, no one could change his thoughts.
"Can the Young Master really marry a woman from the Wang Family? When the ti cos, you must not force it!"
Thinking about his Young Master's way of handling things, Zhao Xiaobao felt even more anxious.
Zhao Sheng was unaware that his faithful servant had no faith in him, as he had his own plans.
After three years of seclusion and rigorous training, he had elevated the Erald Tide Technique to the Great Achievent Realm, his Internal True Qi had matured for thirty years, and his cultivation was no less than any top expert in the Martial World.
If he also restored a few of his peak realm Martial Arts, he felt confident that apart from an Innate Grandmaster, he could handle any martial artist below the Innate level.
This had been confird on the Clan Leader Elder Zhao Taizhen of Zhao Family Town, who was at the Half-step Innate Realm.
Zhao Sheng always planned thoroughly before taking action. Naturally, he ca prepared on this trip to Moling City.
The first step in his plan was to start with a fragrance shop.
...
Three days later, an old-established fragrance shop in Moling City, Zhenxiang Pavilion, quietly changed owners.
Ten days later, Zhenxiang Pavilion launched a new type of product called perfu.
Unlike traditional scented powder, perfu didn't require dabbing; a light spray on the body was enough.
Moreover, it not only had a lasting fragrance but also contained a variety of natural floral scents.
The launch of the perfu quickly caused a sensation. All female custors who tried it were infatuated, becoming devoted fans of the perfu.
However, few female custors could afford it,
as it was extrely expensive.
A small bottle cost twenty taels of silver.
The inventor of the perfu was naturally Zhao Sheng. This was the big killer he had specifically prepared.
No woman doesn't love beauty, and similarly, few won can resist the charm of perfu.
If there's any difference between won from cultivation families and those from the Mortal World?
Three words would suffice to describe it: "not short of money".
Therefore, Zhao Sheng purposely priced the perfu extrely high. His intent was naturally to "filter" out the target persons.
The Wang Family couldn't possibly be completely isolated from the world; their family's won would occasionally go out shopping, and Moling City, being the closest to Fragrant Swallow Valley, was unintentionally the best place.
Ti passed quickly, and a month later,
in a scenic and elegant courtyard, Zhao Sanchong, the new Shopkeeper of Zhenxiang Pavilion, was reporting the recent situation to Zhao Sheng.
"Young Master, the first and second targets have co to buy perfu for the third ti recently. Both of them claid their surna was Wang, so this subordinate believes there's a significant possibility that these two are from the Wang Family."
"Oh, they ca again and bought up all the perfu?" Zhao Sheng asked with interest.
"Yes, these two won simply don't treat silver as money, spending lavishly to the point of shocking. Every ti they visit, they will not leave without cleaning out our stock of perfu," Zhao Sanchong answered excitedly.
He felt his own young master was really formidable, using just a simple trick to lure the won of the Wang Family out.
After listening, Zhao Sheng felt the timing was just about right, so he decided to initiate the second phase of his plan.
He then instructed, "Next ti they co, you release the news about the new type of perfu. Then do so and so..."
Zhao Sanchong nodded repeatedly, then excitedly went to execute the orders.
Three days later, an extravagant carriage drawn by four tall horses slowly stopped in front of the Zhenxiang Pavilion.
The carriage driver, a tall middle-aged man with a stern face, reached out to pull back the curtain of the carriage.
Two youthful girls stepped out of the carriage—one dressed in red with an oval face and delicate features, and the other in a sky-blue dress with a voluptuous figure and a stunningly cold expression.
The female servants at Zhenxiang Pavilion were instantly invigorated by their arrival, for wealthy custors had co. Soone alert imdiately ran to the back to report to the shopkeeper.
Zhao Sanchong's guess was right; both won were from the Wang Family of Fragrant Swallow Valley. The one in red was Wang Yu Yan, and the one in blue was Wang Yuqi, half-sisters from the sa father.
Wang Yu Yan took the lead. As soon as they entered, she specifically ntioned wanting to buy perfu.
The female servants had already been instructed, so they intentionally delayed for a mont.
Taking advantage of this brief mont, Zhao Sanchong hurried to the main hall.
Upon seeing the two, he imdiately bowed with his hands clasped and said, "Honored guests, I am the shopkeeper of Zhenxiang Pavilion. I am terribly sorry! Our perfu has just sold out and we are montarily out of stock."
Wang Yuqi, who was quick-tempered, imdiately furrowed her brows and demanded sharply, "Shopkeeper, we are not short of silver; do not try to deceive us. Is the perfu really sold out?"
Zhao Sanchong swore, "Absolutely true! Zhao swears to the heavens, the perfu is indeed gone. However..."
"However, what?" Wang Yuqi quickly interjected.
Zhao Sanchong hesitated for a mont, until the two were nearly out of patience urging him, then reluctantly said, "Actually, there is one type of perfu that is unique in the world. However, it is not for sale."
"Not for sale?"
Wang Yu Yan coldly smiled and said, "There is no such thing as not for sale in this world, only the problem of not enough silver. Unfortunately, the one thing we do not lack is silver. Shopkeeper, na your price!"
Zhao Sanchong's face instantly turned into a bitter expression as he continued bowing desperately, pleading, "Miss, you have wrongly accused this humble old man. My master repeatedly emphasized that this perfu is only to be gifted to soone destined, and not to be sold."
Won's curiosity is sotis greater than a cat's.
When Zhao Sanchong said this, Wang Yuqi's curiosity was piqued, and she imdiately asked, "Who is your master? Why would he say such a thing?"
Zhao Sanchong said with pride, "My master is from the Nanyang Zhao Family. Not only is he extrely intelligent but he is also accomplished in both literature and martial arts, truly a genius bestowed by heaven."
To Zhao Sanchong's words, Wang Yu Yan was indifferent. What does it matter if his master was a genius bestowed by heaven? He was rely a mortal, after all, how could he compare to a cultivator?
Wang Yu Yan asked, "Your master said he would gift perfu only to those with destiny. Do you think we look like people with destiny?"
Zhao Sanchong was overjoyed inside but quickly suppressed his excitent, making a troubled face as he said, "Honored guests, you make it hard for this humble old man. How would I know whom my master has in mind when he speaks of people with destiny?"
"Hmph, pretentious mystery! Where is your master? Take us to him right now," Wang Yuqi impulsively volunteered, naively walking right into his trap.
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