"Did he hit you just now?" Zi Qi asked Cao Yu, pouting.
"He did," Cao Yu replied with a wronged expression.
"Were you injured?"
"Internal injuries."
"Does it hurt?"
"My head hurts."
Cao Yu clutched his backside as he complained of a headache.
Tie Lao San's eyes widened. "If you're going to fake it, at least make it believable. Holding your butt and saying your head hurts—do you think I'm an idiot?"
Cao Yu rolled his eyes at Tie Lao San. "What, you got a problem? If you talk any more nonsense, I'm going to lie down right here. Then it'll be a whole different story."
Tie Lao San was dumbfounded. "You're amazing. You're even more amazing than a robber."
Cao Yu chuckled and explained, "Robbery is crude. Scams are elegant. We have to keep up with the times, don't we? Stop with the damn nonsense and pay up. Don't make us do it ourselves."
"This is a family of born bandits, damn it."
Tie Lao San muttered as he started pulling things out of his spatial storage.
Seeing what Tie Lao San was taking out, Zi Qi was so angry he almost summoned his main body to give him a beating.
Half-eaten steel bamboo, over twenty jars of thousand-year-old spirit wine clearly obtained through some shady dealings, half a roasted leg of beef, a piece of roasted steak, and two large pork knuckles.
The most valuable item was probably a quasi-king-level Black Demon Tiger.
Zi Qi narrowed his eyes and said to Tie Lao San, "If you keep pulling out this useless stuff, I'll break five of your legs when I get out."
Tie Lao San sighed and directly pulled out an Ice Frost Bone Dragon, bound like a zongzi with black ropes.
And it was an Ice Frost Bone Dragon of the Emperor rank that hadn't fully awakened.
"Brother Qi, how did you know I caught an Ice Frost Bone Dragon today?" Tie Lao San asked Zi Qi with curiosity.
Zi Qi pouted. "You said it yourself when you were drunk."
Tie Lao San froze, then looked at Tie Lao Si. "Si Gouzi, did you rat me out?"
Tie Lao Si glanced at his third brother and muttered, "Idiot bear." Then he tilted his head away, no longer paying attention to the simpleton.
Zi Qi smiled at Tie Lao San. "Lao San, stop your complaining. We won't take this Ice Frost Bone Dragon for free. Let Zhan get you 300 jin of Hundred Flower Wine, how about that?"
Tie Lao San's eyes widened, and his mouth split into a grin that reached the back of his head. He quickly nodded.
"No problem, Brother Qi. Whatever you say goes. We're family, what's yours is mine. Just take it if you need it." Su Dan novel network.
The incredibly clever Tie Lao San knew that in ancient times, the entire Shen Nong clan produced only 800 to 1000 jin of Hundred Flower Wine per year. It wasn't even enough for the big shots to divide, and he only got to taste a little during festivals. Zi Qi's offer of 300 jin was equivalent to half a year's production of the Shen Nong clan. This was a great deal. He would have happily agreed even if it meant adding two more Emperor-level bone dragons.
However, he didn't know that with Master Lin's limitless supply of ten-thousand-year-old spirit wine as the base, the Shen Nong clan's annual production of Hundred Flower Wine was now at least nine and a half tons, if not ten tons.
Although Tie Lao Si didn't know the exact current production of Lin Zhan's Hundred Flower Wine, he knew that Lin Zhan had monopolized all of it, consuming several tons of Hundred Flower Wine from him every year.
He looked back at the grinning Tie Lao San and helplessly cursed again, "This time, he's not just an idiot bear, he's a complete sucker."
Tie Lao San suddenly seemed to remember something and quickly said to Zi Qi, "Brother Qi, are you taking this bone dragon to sacrifice for luck and revive the Emperor-rank Xuan Bird?"
Zi Qi nodded. "That's right. How can my Great Shang army conquer the heavens without the Xuan Bird accompanying us? Zhan's battle formations must also have the protection of the Xuan Bird."
Tie Lao San was stunned, then recited, "Heavenly Mandate Xuan Bird, descended and gave birth to Shang, dwelling in the vast land of Yin. Ancient Emperor commanded Wu Tang, to govern these four quarters."
"Is your Great Shang preparing to slaughter all races? Tsk tsk, Brother Qi, our bear cubs will benefit from this."
Zi Qi chuckled. "Aren't you afraid our Great Shang will be annihilated on its journey?"
"Not afraid. Great Shang cannot fall. Since Great Shang has designated Young Master Lin as the Imperial Son, it is preparing him to lead Great Shang in conquering the heavens," Tie Lao San said shrewdly, shaking his head.
"And look at Young Master Lin's contracted spirit beasts: the Golden Dragon clan, the Black Tortoise clan, our Iron Eater clan, the Underworld Crow and Dragon Sparrow clans, and the Zhu Yan clan. Heh heh, your son has gathered half of the most warlike races in the heavens."
"Your Great Shang's four Great Emperors, plus the Great Shang Xuan Bird and the Qi Luck Dragon Tortoise, that's at least six Great Emperors in Great Shang alone. And your esteemed Elder Di Ku wouldn't just stand by, would he? If there were real danger, wouldn't there be those three ancestors above Elder Di Ku?"
"Plus, the backing of these five little brats, and the ancestor of the Underworld Crows, Ming Yuan, these two ancient monsters. Oh, and those two old rogues from the Yu Long clan. Heh heh, in Huaxia, at least half of the powerful beings, both outside and hidden in seals, stand with Great Shang."
"If things get really bad and those ancestors can't sit still and come out, it'll be a lively scene. What's the point of these younger races fighting? They might as well obediently come to the pot. I'm afraid these ancestors are still wary..."
Just as Tie Lao San was about to continue, Zi Qi stopped him.
"Lao San, drinking that cheap wine of yours has really made you lose your tongue. Your ancestors are also quite something, to entrust all these matters to you three brothers."
"Tie Xiong, Tie Long, they should be waking up soon too, aren't they? Are they also planning to join the fight?"
Tie Lao San nodded. "My eldest and second brothers will wake up in the next few days. The ancestor told us that as long as Great Shang takes the lead, we should all join in and fight with Great Shang."
Zi Qi shook his head and smiled. "Your old bear is truly cunning. No wonder he's still alive and well after selling off Ancestor Chi You."
Then he said to Lin Zhan, "Zhan, the Iron Eater clan will be Great Shang's closest ally from now on. And the races behind the little brats you've contracted will help you with all their might. You need to know how to handle this favor."
Lin Zhan nodded and bowed to Zi Qi. "Ancestor, rest assured, Zhan knows what to do."
Zi Qi nodded, then said to Chang Ruo, "Take this Ice Frost Bone Dragon back to the Great Shang Ancestral Court to be sacrificed for luck."
Then, looking at the black ropes on the Ice Frost Bone Dragon, he shook his head helplessly. "This rope was also refined from your old bear's fur, wasn't it? With the equipment you three brothers have, you'll strip your old bear bald."
Tie Lao San chuckled. "Si Gouzi and Xiao Liu put a hair-loss powder in our Old Ancestor's wine. We have plenty of rope."
Zi Qi froze. "Holy crap, you guys are really filial."