Ning Xunzongâs eyes widened with a look of disbelief. He neverwould have thought that at a remote place like his home town there would be amythical well. This was ridiculously good news.
Never mind the Ningâs, even the School of Divine Condor didnâthave a mythical well. His mind was starting to churn.
Old man Ning nodded, âOf course itâs true. Ko Yang went to theChengâs himself. He saw the mythical well with his own eyes and tasted itswater before he reported back!â
âThatâs excellent!â
Ning Xunzong was about to clap from excitement. Overjoyed, hesaid, âGrandpa, spend some money and buy the well from the Chengâs, then itwill become our mythical well. Then I will report this to my instructors andmany at the school will know of me, Ning Xunzong. The instructors will treat meeven better and reward me with my mythical stones for cultivation. I willbreakthrough to martial spiritualist in not time. Nobody will look down on meagain then! Right, grandpa?â
âWellâŠâ looking at the overjoyed grandchild, old man Ning wasnâtsure what to say. He didnât think his idea was to buy the well. They were notidiots, why would they sell the well? Not to mention that they wouldnât evensell them mythical animals right now, let alone the well.
âWhatâs the problem, grandpa?â Looking at the awkward look on hisgrandfather, Ning Xunzong finally realized that things might not go as well ashe had thought, âGrandpa, are you saying that they are not will to sell?â
âOf course not!â Old man Ning shook his head helplessly and toldhim what had transpired at the Chengâs, along with the fact that they wouldnâteven sell them their mythical animals.
âSo the Chengâs are residents of Willow Village? And Mr. Cheng isa martial master?â
This was when Ning Xunzong finally realized the ones they weredealing with werenât some ignorant fools. They were not easy targets. But, thethought of the well made his heart pound and his eyes flickered in greed. Allsorts of thoughts rushed through his head.\nAfter a long while, light of determinations and maliciousnessbeamed from his eyes, âGrandpa, we will offer them a good price. If they donâtknow whatâs good for them, we have our ways!â
âZongâer, you meanâŠâ
Old man Ning could tell right away that he meant to take it withforce. His heart sank. Old man Ning was a very well respected man in this smalltown and he had never committed something so evil. He found his grandsonâssuggestion hard to accept.
âGrandpa, whatâs the problem? Treasures should always go to thestrongest. Plus, even if we donât move on it, others will, once they found outabout it. Then it will be harder for us to act!â
âItâs just simple survival of the fitness. So what we have to plotfor something nice? Grandpa, you worry too much. Itâs each man for themselves.Why should we cower?â
Ning Xunzong was fairly familiar with old man Ningâs personality.He never thought there was any problem with it until he started studying at theSchool of Divine Condor. It always preached the philosophy of survival of thefittest. At the end of the day, its always about whoâs the strongest.
Nobody would be gentle to you because you were a nice person;quite the contrary, they would take advantage of you. After being at the Schoolof Condor for over a year, the once simple-minded Ning Xunzong had changed. Hehad learned to take what he wanted. That had became the new normal for him.
âButâŠâ
___
Find advanced chapters on my Patreon site! I am currently offering three different tiers.