Chapter 52: The Library of Hidden Scriptures

Looking at the varied expressions on their faces, Qiao Mian smiled and said, “The Sutra Pavilion in the park will soon open. By then, both the Bosqu Snake Gallbladder and the Treasure Snake Blood Elixir will be up for sale there.”

Liang Xiaoyu was taken aback upon hearing this.

What exactly is the Sutra Pavilion?

“Each item will be priced at ten thousand times the mall price, calculated in Rabbit Nation currency.”

After speaking, Qiao Mian proceeded to explain the Sutra Pavilion and its pricing in detail.

The shock on Liang Xiaoyu’s face gradually faded, though her heart remained restless for a long while.

All those legendary martial arts would appear in the Sutra Pavilion! And those two miraculous items that could enhance one’s internal strength.

Ten thousand times the usual price!

Didn’t this mean a Bosqu Snake Gallbladder, which could increase a year’s worth of internal strength, would cost one million, and a Treasure Snake Blood Elixir, which could boost two years of internal power and confer immunity to all poisons, would cost five million?

To cultivate a master with a hundred years of internal strength would only require ten million?

This was extraordinarily cost-effective.

Liang Xiaoyu could almost foresee the chaos once it opened; people would fight tooth and nail to get in.

Even if the highest kung fu could be defeated with a single bullet, a special unit composed of such masters, with a bit of training, could easily overwhelm any elite force.

Liang Xiaoyu’s heart soared with longing.

The dream of becoming a heroine was within reach.

“Can I go?” she asked, her face full of anticipation.

“Yes,” Qiao Mian replied. “Tomorrow, it will open ahead of schedule for a while. You and the other volunteers can enter first.”

“Thank you, Mr. Qiao.” Liang Xiaoyu said happily.

She couldn’t help but glance at the serene Xiaolongnü.

So I’m not really out of favor after all.

She thought smugly.

“Remember to livestream it,” Qiao Mian reminded. “Be sure to give a thorough introduction.”

Liang Xiaoyu nodded vigorously.

Seeing their conversation coming to an end, Xiaolongnü tilted her head and asked, “Should I exchange a Vajra Blood Elixir for you?”

Liang Xiaoyu pondered. Judging by the price of the Bosqu Snake Gallbladder, the exchange rate between game coins and Rabbit Nation currency was 1:100,000, so the Vajra Blood Elixir would be ten million.

That felt too little.

Anyway, the old man didn’t lack money, so there was no need to save for him.

“How about I give you one hundred million?” Liang Xiaoyu suggested.

Xiaolongnü nodded.

She had little concept of money.

As long as there was enough to spend.

“In fact, I’m getting the better deal here. Next time, don’t be so polite with me,” Liang Xiaoyu laughed. “I’ll have my father prepare the money right away.”

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After chatting idly for a while, Qiao Mian turned to Xiaolongnü and asked, “Miss Long, who do you think would be suitable to manage the Sutra Pavilion?”

“Manage the Sutra Pavilion?” Xiaolongnü frowned.

“To maintain order and answer customers’ questions,” Qiao Mian explained. “It’s not a very demanding job.”

“I see,” Xiaolongnü thought for a few seconds, then said, “It would need someone with profound internal strength and a broad understanding of various martial arts.”

“Do you have any recommendations?” he asked again.

“If Wang Chongyang, the founder of the Quanzhen Sect, were still alive, he’d be perfect, but he passed away many years ago,” Xiaolongnü shook her head. “I know little of the affairs of the martial world. Granny, what do you think?”

As all eyes turned to her, Granny Sun said, “The strongest force in the martial world is Shaolin, but due to ongoing wars, they remain hidden, so outsiders have no idea what masters they possess.”

“As for reputation, the foremost would be Guo Jing, the great hero, and his wife Huang Rong, though I hear he is busy resisting the Mongols and may not have time.”

Granny Sun continued, “Then there are the surviving members of the Five Greats. They are all highly skilled with exceptional talent and have encountered various martial arts, so they could easily answer ordinary people’s questions.”

Qiao Mian nodded.

That was his thought as well.

“Among them,” Granny Sun said, “I believe Eastern Heretic Huang Yaoshi is the most suitable.”

She began to analyze Huang Yaoshi’s strengths.

Thanks to Guo Jing, Huang Yaoshi’s reputation had changed within the martial world, and many admired him greatly.

“He is deeply loyal and his devotion to his wife has moved countless martial artists…”

“He is a skilled teacher; his disciples, even those expelled from his sect, remember him fondly…”

Qiao Mian nodded in agreement. “Then it shall be him.”

As for whether Huang Yaoshi would accept…

He didn’t think it would be an issue.

Wasn’t this fellow always longing for his wife?

Only the Fantasy Park could make his dream come true.

Perhaps, in the future, he could even give him a younger wife to compete with another Huang Yaoshi…

“Additionally,” Qiao Mian said, “I plan to expand the number of visitors soon, so your duties will be adjusted.”

He paused, then continued, “With the Sutra Pavilion, there will be no need to teach martial arts. From now on, your main task will be to accompany visitors in casual boxing and sword practice. I’ll hire a few more people to answer questions on the plaza.”

Xiaolongnü and Granny Sun exchanged glances and nodded in unison.

Once the Sutra Pavilion opened and visitors learned all kinds of martial arts, the two of them would indeed be overextended.

Xiaolongnü was intelligent, but her age was a limiting factor.

Granny Sun had even less experience.

In the end, after a discussion, Qiao Mian and the two settled on Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Zhou Botong, and Hong Qigong.

As for Red Lotus Fairy Li Mochou…

Qiao Mian had initially been somewhat interested, but both Xiaolongnü and Granny Sun strongly objected.

Xiaolongnü’s senior sister had long been blinded by hatred, her deeds unforgivable.

And Western Venom Ouyang Feng, being a madman, had even less reason to be involved.

Of course, Guo Jing and Huang Rong were unlikely to stay here permanently; they could come by as part-timers.

After the discussion, Qiao Mian took his leave.

He needed to prepare for the opening of the Sutra Pavilion and invite those people.

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On the plaza, only Xiaolongnü, Liang Xiaoyu, and Granny Sun remained.

“Should we go out now? We won’t have time tomorrow,” Liang Xiaoyu asked.

Tomorrow, the Sutra Pavilion would open early, and she would certainly be streaming live.

Xiaolongnü considered for a moment, then nodded. “That’s a good idea.”

“You and Miss Long go ahead,” Granny Sun said. “I’m a bit tired and will go back to sleep.”

“I’ll escort Granny Sun back,” Xiaolongnü offered.

“No need,” Granny Sun replied with a smile. “Having received such a great benefit, I’d like to wander alone for a while.”

Xiaolongnü smiled and watched Granny Sun walk away.

“Did you bring your phone?” Liang Xiaoyu asked.

“Of course,” Xiaolongnü replied.

She held out her hand, showing a white phone in her palm.

These days, aside from training and watching TV, she spent most of her time playing on her phone.

Ever since Liang Xiaoyu taught her how to use it, she found it more interesting than practicing martial arts.

It had all sorts of fun things, and she could communicate with people over great distances, even see their faces.

Though she reminded herself time and again not to be so idle, to make use of the fitness plaza’s unique properties to train hard, she still found herself frequently taking out her phone to check out new and fascinating news and videos.

“This is learning about the world,” she always justified to herself.

“Huh, your dress doesn’t have pockets, does it?” Liang Xiaoyu wondered.

Xiaolongnü chuckled softly without explaining. “How should we get going?”

“Should we ask Drift for help?” Liang Xiaoyu suggested.

Drift had often sought Xiaolongnü’s guidance in swordsmanship lately and was quite familiar with her.

Xiaolongnü smiled, “I’ll check if it’s around.”

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