Chapter 165 A Reasonable Ending

Before the Qianhe Group could respond, Zhang Yuanqing continued, "Three chances to borrow props, each with a one-month time limit. Each artifact will be borrowed in turn. After a total of three months, the rights to use and own the three artifacts will belong entirely to the Qianhe Group."

It's late July now. Three months later, it will be late October. By then, I should be at the peak of level 6, just waiting for the December Slaughter instance to advance to Dominator.

And in the Slaughter instance, Dominator-level props definitely can't be used, so it doesn't matter whether I have three artifacts or not at that time. When I advance to Dominator, I won't need three artifacts either, Zhang Yuanqing thought silently.

Threats, concessions; more threats, more concessions, probing the bottom line little by little, breaking through the opponent's defenses little by little, or being broken through by the opponent, finally choosing a relatively reasonable and satisfactory ending that both sides can accept.

The so-called game is pretty much like this.

Zhang Yuanqing learned a lot from Fu Qingyang.

The demands he made were the limit that the Qianhe Group could currently accept.

From his perspective, the Qianhe Group was able to obtain three artifacts entirely due to his efforts. He even withstood the threat of the King of Fear. Can these things be solved with money? Now the Qianhe Group wants all the gains from Takamagahara, they're dreaming.

But things in the world cannot be simply measured by profit and loss. There are too many variables involved.

For example, the location of Takamagahara is an important bargaining chip for the Qianhe Group. Without the Qianhe Group leading the way, he wouldn't be able to enter Takamagahara. For example, the Qianhe Group doesn't necessarily need him. If he was as greedy as Tianfa, why would the Qianhe Group choose him? Wouldn't it be better to directly hand it over to Tianfa? They could even get a head-pat reward from their master.

Of course, there are also the combat strengths currently displayed by both sides, Zhang Yuanqing's speed advantage, and other factors. In short, if they break up, everyone will have to fight to the death in the instance, and everyone will have to risk their lives. If they each take a step back, they can achieve a win-win situation.

Of course, after learning about the hidden mission of Qinfeng Academy and knowing that the bronze sacred tree was the real treasure, Zhang Yuanqing didn't actually have such a great desire for the three artifacts. Asking for the artifacts was just a pretext for negotiation.

But the Qianhe Group didn't know that Yuanshi Tianzun's intention was elsewhere, so when they saw that he was willing to compromise, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

If Yuanshi Tianzun forcibly demanded the artifacts, then the Qianhe Group would only be able to break the jade, and their years of planning would be in vain.

Now that Yuanshi Tianzun had taken a step back, it was naturally the best outcome. Kobe Ichiro pondered for a few seconds and asked, "We still need to discuss the matter of the right to use the props. Also, what do you want the jade disc for?"

Zhang Yuanqing had his own set of arguments: "What I really want is the right to use the props, not the jade disc. It's just a bonus.

"I withstood the threat of the King of Fear for you. He won't let me go. If he catches me in the future, I can hand over the jade disc to save my life. Group Leader Kobe, this is my biggest concession. If you still don't agree..."

He raised the Thunderbolt Cannon in his hand with a cold face.

"Lord Yuanshi, calm down. Please allow us to discuss this," Kobe Ichiro raised his hand to express some goodwill, then cautiously retreated, gathered the executives, and talked in a low voice.

A few minutes later, he, as the group leader, came forward and said, "We agree to your request, but we need to add two conditions.

"First, the 1 billion yen will not be paid before your three-month usage right expires. It will be used as a deposit.

"Second, you need to provide another Dominator-level prop as collateral.

"Third, you must lend us the Takamagahara key when we need it in the future.

"If you agree, we will sign a contract now."

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a moment and said, "Remove the second and third conditions. I don't have any Dominator-level props, and even if I did, I wouldn't be able to mortgage them to you. As for the Takamagahara key, I may not be able to keep it.

"Speaking of which, it shouldn't be difficult for the King of Fear to investigate the Qianhe Group's headquarters. If the key is given to me, you will be safer." The King of Fear seemed to have an extremely strong deterrent effect. Kobe Ichiro's expression changed slightly and he said, "If you can't mortgage a Dominator-level prop, then a clause must be written into the contract: if the prop is lost, you must provide a Dominator-level prop to compensate the Qianhe Group."

The group leader Kobe expressed his determination in a low voice: "Lord Yuanshi, this is our bottom line."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "Okay."

Immediately, the group leader Kobe took out the Brass Book, used his finger as a pen, wrote the contract on the Brass Book, and squeezed a drop of blood from his fingertip and smeared it on the Brass Book.

The executives of the Qianhe Group, including Asano Ryo, all pressed their blood seals.

Zhang Yuanqing's fingertip broke through a drop of blood, and he flicked it remotely. With a snap, the blood drop splashed a tragic stain on the Brass Book. The Brass Book bloomed with a bright light, and the power in the darkness witnessed the contract.

This Knight prop is of relatively good quality among Saint-level props. Even a level 6 Saint who violates the contract will be severely punished.

It has no effect on Dominators, but the Qianhe Group doesn't care. Yuanshi Tianzun will advance to Dominator at the end of the year at the earliest, and during this period, the three-month time limit will have passed.

With the contract completed, Zhang Yuanqing examined the three props, thought for a moment, and said, "The first prop I will borrow is the Yata no Kagami (Eight Span Mirror)."

The Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi (Heavenly Cloud Sword) was first ignored. This weapon is sharp, but it can only exert its maximum power in the hands of a swordsman, and he already has the Violet Thunder Hammer. The Magatama's automatic evasion function is very interesting, but the power of the Sun God and the self-healing ability are more important than his existing props.

The Yata no Kagami has the highest cost performance, creating a 100% realistic clone, while also predicting the scene of death, which not only has powerful output, but also avoids bad luck. It is very operable. Kobe Ichiro put away the Brass Book and looked at Furukori Wamazu, saying: "Give it to him!"

Furukori Wamazu gritted his teeth, his face full of reluctance.

Zhang Yuanqing smiled: "You can refuse!" If he refuses, the power of the contract will backfire.

Furukori Wamazu snorted angrily and shook the Yata no Kagami over. Zhang Yuanqing took the bronze mirror, put it in his backpack, and smiled: "I will return the Yata no Kagami in a month. This trip is a successful conclusion, everyone, let's go back."

The two sides tacitly kept their distance, went down the stone steps, and soon arrived at the foot of the mountain, passed through the light gate, and returned to the mountain belly cave.

Zhang Yuanqing casually said: "In the future, when the storm has passed, I will return the Takamagahara key to the Qianhe Group."

The reason he said this was to guard against the Qianhe Group breaking the pot and smashing it, destroying the sculpture, and to ease the relationship between the two sides. As an appendage of the Tianfa organization, the Qianhe Group will definitely be useful in the future.

Young Master Qian said that in the adult world, everything should be based on interests first. The first step is not to block your own path. The executives of the Qianhe Group heard this, glanced back at Takamagahara, and felt a slight relief.

Zhang Yuanqing turned into a hazy and dreamy starlight, escaped to the eye socket of the Three-legged Golden Crow, and took off the jade disc. The light went out, and the light gate projected on the stone wall disappeared. "Well then, everyone, see you later."

Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand and turned into a ray of starlight and disappeared into the cave. This is the unique style of Star Official.

So handsome! Asano Ryo looked at the empty Three-legged Golden Crow sculpture and thought sincerely.

Songhai.

On the bustling and lively street, pedestrians were weaving back and forth. A young man in a suit was riding a shared bicycle with a stern expression.

He was handsome and elegant, with two silver studs embedded in his earlobes. The wind blowing against him lifted his bangs, full of the air of freedom.

The King of Fear liked this feeling, liked to fly freely in the sun, enjoying the breeze. At this time, freedom was the purest. He leisurely pedaled the bicycle towards Kangyang District.

This place was fifteen kilometers away from Fu Family Bay. He could still enjoy half an hour of freedom.

Since he had come to Songhai, he might as well rescue the Demon Eye. Poor Demon Eye, the thought of him losing his freedom made me unable to eat. Beneath the stern expression of the King of Fear was a sentimental heart. The street was crowded with people. An old man walked leisurely with his dog, a mother led her child carefully, and a vendor selling hydrogen balloons shouted loudly. At the intersection, vehicles and pedestrians waited quietly for the red light.

As the young man riding the bicycle passed by, the obedient big dog suddenly stood up angrily, slapped the old man, knocked him to the ground, and then the dog chased after freedom.

The young child broke away from his mother's hand, jumped up, slapped his mother, and also chased after freedom. The ropes of the hydrogen balloons broke at the same time, and dozens of balloons floated into the sky. They were free. All the red lights on the street turned green and no longer flickered, and the drivers were also free.

The King of Fear rode his bicycle away, deeply hiding his identity.

Just after turning a street, the clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and a strong wind blew, accompanied by a flash of lightning, and torrential rain poured down. The rain was heavy, like pouring beans, and puddles quickly formed on the street.

At some point, the passers-by who were scurrying for shelter were gone, the vehicles on the street were gone, and the shops along the street were open, but the people inside were gone.

Mirror World!

The King of Fear stopped the car and parked it on the side of the street. He looked up at the cloudy sky and said unhappily: "Stop meddling in other people's business. I gave you a chance last time. You can't kill me. I'll give you a chance and you won't work."

In the puddle in front, a figure slowly drilled out. It was made of water, its face was blurred, but its figure was graceful, revealing an unspeakable charming temperament.

"You should be glad that it was me who came. If that girl was guarding here, she wouldn't waste time talking to you."

The graceful and watery figure said in a soft and indifferent tone: "Go back, the Demon Eye is planted in Songhai, it is his fate. You should not interfere in the games between Dominators."

Demon Eye? The King of Fear was silent for a moment, brushed his forehead back, and smiled: "Did Yuanshi Tianzun inform you and reveal my plan?" The figure did not answer, which was considered a default.

"I must save the Demon Eye. You can kill him, but you can't imprison him. This violates my bottom line."

The King of Fear parked the shared bicycle, took out his mobile phone, settled the fare, and then looked at the figure on the puddle and said, "I haven't exercised my muscles and bones for a long time. Well, I'll play with you."

As soon as the words fell, the rain suddenly accelerated, and every raindrop was given power. They fell on the street and on the roof, smashing out small pits. The King of Fear stood in the rainstorm, with his fingers like swords, and the sword energy tore through the clouds, revealing a corner of the blue sky.

The surrounding area was pouring rain, but where he stood, within three inches, the sun was shining brightly.

The dark clouds in the sky condensed into a human face, and a grand voice filled the world: "Fear, are you ready to be resurrected?"

In the bedroom, Zhang Yuanqing silently withdrew from Yin Yao's consciousness sea, and his spirit returned. Next, he would wait for the princess to come back.

I can't go back to Fu Family Bay recently. I'll enter Qinfeng Academy tomorrow and just hide in the instance for a few days. I don't know what the hidden mission of Qinfeng Academy is. Is there any information about the bronze sacred tree in it? I'm looking forward to it.

Well, the bronze sacred tree is related to musicians and scholars. I'll meet the palace master tonight and ask about the situation.

Today is the weekend, so I'll go out shopping with my little aunt.

While thinking, he walked out of the bedroom and went straight into his little aunt's room, only to find that she was not there. Zhang Yuanqing left the room and said to his grandmother who was mopping the floor in the living room, "Grandma, where's my aunt?"

"She went to your uncle's place. Your aunt's niece brought back a batch of skin care products from abroad, and she went to get some free samples," the grandmother said angrily.

She immediately thought of something, "By the way, your aunt asked how you and Guan Ya are doing?"

"Why did she ask that?" Zhang Yuanqing opened the refrigerator and took a bottle of mineral water.

"She wants to introduce you to a girlfriend. Her niece has seen your photos and seems to like you very much," the grandmother said.

"That's great, let her be my little wife and we'll have a close relationship with my aunt's family."

Zhang Yuanqing gulped down the water. The grandmother was furious and raised the mop as if to hit him. "By the way, Grandma, are you familiar with my dad?"

Taking advantage of the fact that he had nothing to do and was at home, Zhang Yuanqing wanted to ask about his dead ghost father.