bookpub Chapter 13 Design Success
Chapter 13 Design Success
The surrounding Lingya disciples immediately echoed his sentiments.
"Yes, Senior Brother Zhao is extremely fast. Wang Yan has only been in the sect for a short time; there's no reason he could beat him!"
"Wang Yan most likely overheard others reciting it, wrote it down, and then lied and claimed it was his own idea."
Wang Yan found it amusing, but deliberately feigned indignation, glaring at him loudly, and said again, "Zhao Mingtong, don't make wild guesses just because you can't accept defeat!"
Seeing Zhao Mingtong's expression change slightly, Wang Yan continued loudly, "Deacon Guo and Steward Qiu both said that we could try combining the characters for 'God,' and I tried them one by one. You must have tried too, but you failed, which is why you think it's so difficult, and why you're jealous that I was able to combine them!"
"I simply don't have the money to pay right now! And at the earliest, it will be another half a month before I receive my monthly allowance. Either you wait half a month, or you pay this amount for me now, and I'll go to the Divine Script Hall to report it immediately. But, are you willing to do that?"
Wang Yan's voice was extremely loud and carried very far, and it sounded very confident.
"Huh?" The onlookers exclaimed in surprise.
"How dare he go!"
"Is he trying to scam Zhao Mingtong? Ten taels of silver!"
"I think he really can't come up with ten taels of silver. After all, he used to only earn three taels of silver a month, and he's only been in the sect for three months."
"But Zhao Mingtong couldn't possibly pay those ten taels of silver for him, could he?"
"Oh dear, ten taels of silver is a lot for us, but it's nothing to Zhao Mingtong!"
Seeing Zhao Mingtong's face change slightly, showing a hint of embarrassment and annoyance, Wang Yan raised his eyebrows confidently.
At this moment, Zhu Siniu suddenly emerged from a thatched hut, his triangular eyes wide open, and he angrily pointed at him and loudly retorted.
"Wang Yan, you're shameless! You were the one who lied, so why should Senior Brother Zhao pay for this?"
Wang Yan was slightly taken aback.
This kid is pretty bold, daring to question me in front of Di Nan again!
He glanced quickly at Di Nan and, sure enough, saw surprise on Di Nan's face.
Seeing Zhao Mingtong's face change slightly, showing some hesitation, Wang Yan feigned surprise and loudly retorted, "Zhu Siniu, are you deaf? I didn't force Senior Brother Zhao to pay this money!"
"Now he's questioning me and forcing me to file the declaration now. But I don't have the money. Either he waits half a month, and I'll naturally pay and file the declaration, then we'll have the results; or he can't wait and will pay for it for me now!"
"I'm not asking him for money for nothing. I'll pay him back in another two weeks when I get my monthly salary!"
Zhu Siniu was immediately speechless, feeling embarrassed and unable to say anything.
The other level-two spirit sprouts who were watching also agreed.
"Yes, Wang Yan doesn't have enough money right now, how can he apply for the loan? Zhao Mingtong either has to wait half a month, or he can pay for it for him!"
"The dignified Second Young Master Zhao, surely he can't even afford ten taels of silver?"
Perhaps upon hearing this last sentence, Zhao Mingtong, who had been furious, suddenly spoke up angrily: "Fine, Wang Yan, you said it! I'll lend you the money today and see if you're lying! Hmph, if you really did lie, the God of Literature will punish you!"
yeah!
Wang Yan was overjoyed.
As expected, Zhao Mingtong, a third-generation cultivator, couldn't handle too much stimulation and was successfully tricked by his own scheme!
Punishment by the God of Literature?
Hey kid, you're probably going to be disappointed.
"Alright, thank you very much, Senior Brother Zhao! Now, please allow me to change my clothes. In about half a cup of tea's time, we'll head to the Divine Inscription Hall together!"
Huo Erdan, who was standing to the side, turned his gaze and immediately shouted, "Di Nan, since Senior Brother Zhao is willing to lend money to Yanzi, let's go to the Divine Script Hall together."
Seeing Di Nan agree in a deep voice, Zhu Siniu, who was a little further away, quickly stepped forward and smiled ingratiatingly at Zhao Mingtong, whose face was not very pleasant: "Senior Brother Zhao, I'll go too! I believe you, Wang Yan can't possibly figure out this combination."
Believe?
Wang Yan glanced at Zhu Siniu with disgust and ignored him.
After several dozen breaths, Wang Yan, who had changed into a refreshing Spirit Sprout outfit, walked out of the thatched hut and saw several wealthy Level 2 Spirit Sprouts waiting for him outside the courtyard.
Together, they spread their bodies and rushed toward the Divine Inscription Temple located on another peak.
In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, they arrived at the Level 3 Spirit Sprout Wooden House area where Di Nan lived.
Hundreds of independent wooden houses, each covering an area of about 100 square meters, are scattered like stars, spiraling upwards in circles, much like the famous mountain town of the past.
The sun was shining brightly, and the windows of each wooden house were filled with old or new Level 3 Spirit Sprout robes, more than half of which were old, indicating that there were quite a few poor people in the Cloud Cauldron Sect.
At this moment, a robust, square-faced young man dressed in the robes of an inner disciple suddenly rushed out of a wooden hut without a courtyard. He grabbed Di Nan with his thick, calloused hand: "Junior Brother Di, I was just about to come looking for you! Quick, come with me to the Divine Inscription Hall."
The young man was tall and imposing; standing next to Di Nan, he looked like Yao Ming reincarnated.
Behind him was the long-faced boy who had advised Zhao Mingtong not to pay attention to Wang Yan in the dining hall that morning.
Di Nan paused slightly, then grabbed the square-faced youth's hand more firmly: "Senior Brother Qiao, my friends are also going to the Divine Inscription Hall. Don't rush, we'll go together. But, is there something you need?"
Senior Brother Qiao paused slightly, then stopped and looked down at Wang Yan and the others with a puzzled expression: "You're all going to the Divine Inscription Hall together? What for?"
Before Di Nan could answer, Zhu Siniu, who was following behind, shouted, "Hey, Senior Brother Qiao, you don't know, Junior Brother Wang Yan said..."
He stopped, deliberately pointing at Wang Yan, who was in the lead, and explained what had happened, then sneered, "Isn't it hilarious? How could a mere level two spirit sprout possibly do this?"
"Therefore, we must all now supervise him as he goes to the Temple of Divine Script to declare this combination of the character '神' (divine) and expose his despicable act!"
Zhu Si Niu's voice was loud and carried far in the densely packed wooden house area.
Immediately, a dozen or so Level 3 Spirit Sprouts emerged from their respective wooden huts in surprise, discussing him with disdain.
"Wang Yan actually managed to evade the combined attack of Junior Brother Di and Junior Brother Zhao? Did he overhear something from one of the inner sect senior brothers?"
"Yes, I believe he can be faster than Junior Brother Di, but he can't possibly be faster than Senior Brother Zhao Mingtong!"
Seeing a fleeting hint of smugness in Zhu Siniu's eyes as he raised his eyebrows to show off to the long-faced boy, Wang Yan couldn't help but become suspicious.
"Zhu Siniu's behavior seems like he's trying to take credit! Do they know each other?"
Senior Brother Qiao, who was frowning, suddenly remembered something and looked at him suspiciously: "He just called you Wang Yan? The Wang Yan who accidentally ate the mutated Crazy Hemp Grass, didn't go completely insane, and even wrote the character 'Nai'?"
Well, this matter has really spread throughout the entire sect!
Wang Yan sighed inwardly, then calmly raised his head: "It's me!"
Senior Brother Qiao looked at him with curiosity for a moment, then asked Di Nan, who hadn't spoken until now, "Junior Brother Di, do you believe Wang Yan?"
Dinan's gaze was very calm: "His patience is stronger than mine was back then!"
Senior Brother Qiao's eyes flickered slightly. He glanced at Zhao Mingtong and Zhu Erniu, and quickly nodded: "Alright, I'm going to the Divine Script Hall anyway, so I'll go with you."
Zhao Mingtong's gaze shifted, and he suddenly asked, somewhat unconvinced, "Senior Brother Qiao, do you believe that Wang Yan came up with this on his own?"