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"Dad, what are you hesitating for? Eat it! You'll beco a master after you do," Wang Congming urged.

"Son, stop rushing ," Wang Dawan said gloomily, his eyes still fixed on the Elixir, hesitant. He was a businessman who always thought thrice before acting. Having finally reached the prestigious position of a business magnate, he naturally cherished his life. In short, he didn't dare to eat the Elixir.

Wu Tian watched Wang Dawan with amusent. This Elixir, which he had just concocted using the residual liquid from a Phoenix eggshell, was a truly once-in-a-lifeti opportunity. He was only this generous because he was in a good mood today. Such an opportunity would never co again.

Wang Congming had read his fair share of novels and watched plenty of TV dramas. He said hastily, "Dad, if you're not going to eat it, give it to . This is good stuff!"

"Nonsense," Wang Dawan scolded sternly. He turned to Wu Tian and asked, "Mr. Wu Tian, do you think I have the aptitude for Martial Arts?"

Wu Tian sized him up for a mont before shaking his head again.

"I don't?" Wang Dawan was disappointed.

Wang Congming laughed. "Dad, if even I'm not a martial arts prodigy, then of course you aren't either. Generally speaking, a son's aptitude is inherited from his father. Ah... I'm so pitiful."

If Wu Tian and the little one weren't present, Wang Dawan would have already grabbed a feather duster. This son of his truly had no filter and would say anything that ca to mind.

After so thought, Wang Dawan looked at Wu Tian again. "But an old man once told

that I actually have a good constitution."

"Oh?"

I couldn't have misjudged him. Could that old man have been a fraud?

"I t that old man on Mount Yunng. He was no ordinary person. Long before I made my fortune, he told

that I would one day beco a man like Shen Wansan," Wang Dawan stated earnestly.

Wu Tian reached out, grasped Wang Dawan's wrist, and took his pulse. His constitution was indeed excellent, so why couldn't Wu Tian see it?

Wu Tian discovered the reason: his constitution had lost its vitality. The Qi within his very bones had been stolen by soone. This was a thod from the unorthodox paths—stealing another's aptitude for one's own use. For it to work, the target had to be an infant. Of course, such a crude thod was only effective on mortals.

Wang Dawan was originally blessed with the aptitude for Martial Arts, but the Qi of his constitution had been taken. Without a fortuitous encounter, he was destined to live out his life as a mortal.

Thinking of this, Wu Tian said, "That man told you that you were fated to be like Shen Wansan. After that, you started working hard because you believed him, right? But was it also from that day on that you began to suffer from night sweats, a poor appetite, and restless sleep?"

Hearing this, Wang Dawan was stunned. His usual calm and collected deanor as a business mogul vanished completely. He began to suspect that Wu Tian was planning to take over the business world. Had Wu Tian already planted people by his side? How else could he know so much?

Wang Congming, who didn't think so deeply, was simply surprised. "Yes, yes, that's true! Your dical Technique must be incredible. If I can't learn your Martial Arts, how about I learn your dical Technique instead?"

You want to learn? I have no intention of teaching you.

Wu Tian shot Wang Congming a sidelong glance before turning his attention back to Wang Dawan. "Take this Elixir, and you can beco an Acquired Master. At the sa ti, all of your ailnts will vanish."

Seeing the Elixir in Wu Tian's palm, Wang Congming's eyes lit up like a wolf spotting a sheep. As a man, he wanted that power too.

"Dad, eat it!" Wang Congming pleaded again.

"Is there any other way besides taking this Elixir?" Wang Dawan was still anxious. If he took it and died, what would happen to his business empire? He still dread of taking down the helmsman of Q and WeChat. He wanted to defeat that paynt enterprise and its leader, Mr. Yun, whom people called the "Nation's Daddy." He still aid to be the richest man in the world. In short, he didn't dare.

"There is," Wu Tian replied. "If you practice a profound thod of Cultivation, all of your illnesses will naturally be cured."

"Really?" Wang Dawan's eyes brightened. He liked this option. He could cultivate slowly, and if sothing felt wrong, he could just stop. He made up his mind: he would learn Wu Tian's thod of Cultivation.

But in the next mont, Wu Tian stated bluntly, "You're dreaming."

With that said, Wu Tian completely ignored Wang Dawan, picked up the little one, got out of the car, and walked off.

Heh. So what if you're the great Wang Dawan, head of a massive conglorate? It was already generous of

to offer you an Elixir for your sword, Han Guang. Now you're complaining and even want to learn my Dharma? Who gives a damn about you?

Inside the car, a chill wind seed to blow through the awkward silence. Wang Dawan was utterly embarrassed.

Who was he? He was Wang Dawan! Across the entire Dragon Country, there wasn't a person who didn't know his na. And yet today? Soone had completely blown him off?

"Interesting, interesting, how very interesting! Now that's the kind of master I'm looking for!" Wang Congming burst out laughing.

Wang Dawan's face darkened. This son of his was so unreliable, laughing while his own father was being humiliated. "Son, stop laughing," he grunted. "He's just a mortal, after all."

"No, no, no." Wang Congming shook his head. Seeing the utter resentnt on his father's face only made him laugh harder. "I find him interesting and truly talented. You have to realize, not just anyone would dare to act like that in front of you. And to be able to piss you off this badly... even I can't do that! My respect for him is off the charts. I'm impressed, truly impressed."

Wang Dawan gritted his teeth, speechless.

Who said this kid hadn't exasperated him before? If his tolerance weren't so high, he would have been angered to death by now.

At that mont, Wang Congming's phone suddenly vibrated. He took it out, saw a new text ssage, and held the phone out for Wang Dawan to see. "Here, here, take a good look at this."

Look at what? Another pretty girl? An internet celebrity? This son of his was always showing him pictures of internet celebrities. If it weren't for my excellent self-control, I would have grabbed a wooden stick and beaten the boy long ago.

But this ti, when Wang Dawan looked, it wasn't a photo. It was a file. A file on Wu Tian.

Wang Dawan's expression turned serious. "Son, you had him investigated already?"

"Yeah. His business evaluation ca back as SSSSS. I was thinking of poaching him for my company, but after looking into it, I realized it's impossible. See for yourself." Wang Congming thought for a mont before saying earnestly, "Dad, trust my gut feeling on this one. He has real abilities, and right now, he's the only one who can get you out of this ss."

Should I trust my son?

Wang Dawan wasn't sure. Sotis, he felt his son was quite talented, being self-reliant and starting his own business. Other tis, he felt the boy was completely unreliable. His philosophy seed to be "Internet celebrities co and go, but my bros are forever." Instead of being a proper businessman, he had made a career out of being a watchdog for those very celebrities.

"Dad, trust . I swear on my integrity," Wang Congming said earnestly once more.

"You have integrity? Since when? I must have missed that," Wang Dawan said, feigning surprise.

Wang Congming was speechless.

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