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"Master, aren't we going to make a fortune then?" Yang Xue said.

Tang Xiaoyu was very troubled. Why did reality keep slapping him in the face again and again, making everything he said sound like farting.

"I just want to sing my songs for those who truly appreciate them."

Yang Xue pouted, "Who's going to buy your songs if they don't like them?"

"Don't let money come between us. When you have money, no one will care what you did before or what you said. People will only envy, be jealous, and worship you."

Tang Xiaoyu said, "I feel you make a lot of sense. As the saying goes, life is precious but face is more expensive. If it's for money, both can be abandoned."

"Damn it."

Yang Xue continued to tempt, "Leave the rest to me. Just wait for the good news!"

Tang Xiaoyu nodded, "I trust you to handle things. Let's take action today."

With Tang Xiaoyu joining in, the song was quickly recorded. After listening to the effect, Tang Xiaoyu was a little dissatisfied.

But Yang Xue treasured it as a gem: "Master, you sang so well. I haven't even heard some of these songs before."

Tang Xiaoyu said, "It would be perfect if there was some background music."

Yang Xue said, "Don't rush. Let's take it one step at a time. I'll take these to test the waters first. If it works out, we can refine it further."

"Alright! I'll leave the sales to you." Tang Xiaoyu said.

Yang Xue said it was no problem, "I'll give you the results the day after tomorrow."

"We look forward to your victory news."

"Yes."

Yang Xue left the mountain and rode towards the largest nearby city.

Upon entering the city, Yang Xue went to a restaurant where young masters and ladies would chat.

As soon as Yang Xue entered, the waiter enthusiastically led her upstairs. Yang Xue was clearly a regular here.

Upstairs, she heard music and singing. Looking over, she saw several young ladies staring at a Sound Stone, listening carefully to the singing inside.

Yang Xue walked over and said, "I have several Sound Stones here. The songs inside are no worse than the ones you're listening to, and I, an ordinary person, can activate them to listen to the songs."

"Are you interested in taking a look?"

The young ladies looked at Yang Xue, "Yang Xue, don't tell me you've lost your mind from embarrassment last time!"

Yang Xue said unhappily, "You don't believe me? Let me show you."

She then took out the Sound Stone, and placed a small Spirit Stone on it. Tang Xiaoyu's voice immediately came out.

"Hello everyone, I'm Tang Xiaoyu. I'll be singing over a dozen songs for you all. I hope you'll like them."

One of the young ladies murmured, "Tang Xiaoyu, Tang Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu. Isn't he the one who beat all the singers in White Tiger City?"

She was very excited, "If I could get a Sound Stone of Tang Xiaoyu, who could compare with me? And if I sold it, the price would be unimaginable!"

She calmly said, "I'll trade one mid-grade Spirit Stone for all your Sound Stones."

Yang Xue wasn't stupid either, "Don't rush. Let's see if you like the singing first before discussing price."

Then, Tang Xiaoyu's melodious voice rang out upstairs. Despite lacking background music, it was still captivating.

After over a dozen sad love songs, as per Yang Xue's request to target these romantic young masters and ladies, one of the young ladies who had made an offer earlier said, "One mid-grade Spirit Stone for one Sound Stone."

The other young ladies also began bidding for one each.

Yang Xue held down her hand, "This is our first batch of the master's original songs, the commemorative and collection value of which I'm sure you understand."

"I don't want much Spirit Stones from you either. Just one mid-grade Spirit Stone each. You just need to help spread the word more."

"Of course, you can also buy from me and resell. I won't interfere with that. I will only sell for one mid-grade Spirit Stone in the future."

"Naturally, silver works too. We don't have restrictions there."

Things went very smoothly. Qingshan Daoist Temple also ushered in a chance for rapid development.

Within a few months, Tang Xiaoyu had earned piles of gold and recruited dozens of disciples.

But danger came with it, as they had encroached on someone else's cake.

Old Zhou led Ye Xuan, Wang Ziyan, Xiao Chenfeng, Duan Fei and over a hundred disciples, arriving at the foot of Qingshan Daoist Temple.

"Master, is this really okay?" Wang Ziyan said.

Old Zhou leisurely said, "It's been over ten years. Do you still not see reality clearly?"

"Without conflicting interests, Little Tang could be our friend. With conflicting interests, he becomes our enemy. Moreover, he has disrupted more than just our Qingyun Sword Sect's interests."

Wang Ziyan asked uncertainly, "If Sect Master Lin blames this on us, we won't be able to explain it away."

Old Zhou disdainfully said, "Do you really think someone who has lived for hundreds of years has such a simple mindset?"

"Let me tell you Sect Master Lin's original words - try to spare his life if possible, otherwise, do what you must."

Wang Ziyan couldn't believe those were Lin Qingying's words.

Old Zhou continued, "Blame him, Tang Xiaoyu, for not understanding balanced interests and wanting to monopolize everything himself."

It wasn't that Tang Xiaoyu didn't understand sharing interests with others, but that he had shared with the wrong people. His vision was still far lacking compared to these old monsters.

At the same time, he still saw human nature as too good.

"Disciples, listen up!"

"Yes!"

"Leave none alive."

Wang Ziyan hurriedly said, "Elder, why must we kill them all?"

"Because only the dead can keep secrets. Don't you know that?"

At this time, Tang Xiaoyu was bickering with Little Black.

"You want me to teach so many disciples? You don't see me as a dog?"

"Oh come on, just bear with it a little. It can't be helped given my situation."

Just then, a stumbling disciple ran in, "Master, this is bad! A group of cultivators are slaughtering villagers and our people!"

Tang Xiaoyu immediately stood up, "What? Damn it, grab your weapons and follow me!"

The villagers and newly joined disciples were no match for Qingyun Sword Sect's arrogant talents.

When Tang Xiaoyu arrived at the front hall, all he saw were corpses covering the ground.

Tang Xiaoyu sent a voice transmission to Little Black, "Take Shanshan and Wenwen, and escape first with Yang Xue. I'll hold them off for a while."

"Understood."

Little Black ran to the back hall and immediately sent voice transmissions to the few playing outside.

"Xiao Xue, the temple is in danger. Take Wenwen and escape as fast as you can. Remember to use the concealed qi techniques I taught you."

"Have Little Bear run in the opposite direction of you, and go quickly."

Far away, over ten miles out, Yang Xue didn't hesitate upon hearing Little Black's voice transmission, "Shanshan, Wenwen, the temple is in danger. We have to run."

"Little Bear, run in the opposite direction. I think you understand what that means."

Little Bear nodded and dashed off, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Shanshan and Wenwen didn't ask why. They discarded all unnecessary belongings, activated their techniques, and started running.

This was what Tang Xiaoyu had taught them - when told to go, just get going as fast as you can, cut the sentimental bullshit, and keep alive to take revenge later.

After sending the voice transmission, Little Black returned to Tang Xiaoyu's side, "What's the plan?"

"Take out the weak ones first, and leave the rest to fate."

Tang Xiaoyu walked towards Ye Xuan and Xiao Chenfeng with a smiling expression, "Isn't it my friends from Qingyun Sword Sect? What brings you to visit my humble Qingshan Temple?"

As he drew closer and closer, Xiao Chenfeng and the others thought Tang Xiaoyu was just an ordinary person and relaxed their vigilance.

"Just you guys? Which elder led the team? Old Zhou?"

Xiao Chenfeng was just about to speak when Tang Xiaoyu's sword pierced his body.

In a flash, Tang Xiaoyu unsheathed his sword and slashed towards the other Qingyun Sect disciples beside him.

Under Tang Xiaoyu's Nascent Soul realm strength, the disciples were completely helpless.

Little Black also simultaneously attacked, capturing Duan Fei in one grab before pouncing towards Ye Xuan.

As someone with a hidden old man protecting him, Ye Xuan was prepared and dodged Little Black's attack instantly.

Sensing something wrong below the mountain, Old Zhou said, "Not good, there's a Deity Transformation expert. Why didn't I notice earlier?"

"Ziyan, come with me up the mountain."

Little Black wanted to attack again but was stopped by Tang Xiaoyu, "You can't kill him. He has a useless old geezer protecting him."

Ye Xuan's expression changed, "How do you know about that?"

Tang Xiaoyu sneered, "I know you and that stinky old man are both scumbags."

"I was able to kill Xiao Chenfeng and the others, thanks to you lending me your blade for an indirect kill. The old guy inside you saw through what I was going to do long ago, didn't you?"

Tang Xiaoyu turned and said, "Xiao Hei, let's go to the main hall. That old bastard is here."

"Alright."