SWDnovel Chapter 48 You want to buy my courtyard house? God of Deception, you know nothing of power!
Chapter 48 You want to buy my courtyard house? God of Deception, you know nothing of power!
Lin Fan's shout, though tinged with impatience, was like a divine decree, instantly freezing the frenzied atmosphere in the courtyard.
Li Zhenguo and Grandpa Wang shuddered, their souls nearly flying out of their bodies.
The two scrambled to their feet, heads bowed, like two naughty children caught red-handed by their teacher, standing aside not daring to breathe.
They were genuinely afraid.
Especially the line "Don't even think about ever setting foot in my yard again in this lifetime," it was more terrifying than being struck by lightning.
joke!
What place is this?
Two sacred trees take root, and a sip of their clear tea can transform a person completely!
This is no longer a traditional courtyard house; it is a legendary celestial abode, the Thirty-Three Heavens on earth!
Let alone coming in for tea, even just being allowed to peek at the door every day is a blessing that takes lifetimes to accumulate!
If they are truly blacklisted by the immortal master, all they will have left for the rest of their lives is to cry and regret.
"The tea's finished, the business's done, let's go."
Lin Fan waved his hand impatiently, dismissing him.
He just wants to be alone now, to fully appreciate the profound changes brought about by the ancient tea, and then brew another pot to consolidate the results.
"Yes, yes, we'll leave right now!" Li Zhenguo said, bowing and scraping, as if he had been granted a pardon.
The impact he suffered today was immense, and the benefits he gained were unimaginable.
One step to enlightenment, and martial arts will reach divine heights!
This new realm is incredibly profound, and he must immediately return to seclusion to cultivate; otherwise, with an unstable foundation, he might waste this tremendous opportunity.
"Well... sir, what's going on in your yard...?" Li Zhenguo couldn't help but ask before leaving.
The extraordinary phenomenon of spiritual energy soaring into the sky just now probably alarmed half of the capital.
He worried that some unscrupulous forces might be attracted and disturb his peace.
"My affairs are none of your business," Lin Fan said, glancing at him indifferently.
"Keep an eye on your men. From now on, without my permission, don't let your flies and mosquitoes swarm into this alley and make a racket."
"Yes! I understand!" Li Zhenguo stood up abruptly and gave a crisp military salute.
"I'll go back and immediately order this area to be designated a top-level restricted zone! I guarantee not even a rat will be able to sneak in!"
He now wishes he could enshrine this alleyway with an atomic bomb.
This is the cornerstone of China's future stability!
Grandpa Wang quickly joined in, his face beaming with a fawning smile.
"Master, you can rest assured! I know this alley like the back of my hand! Anyone who dares to peek in here again, I, Butcher Wang, will be the first to chop them up!"
"I'll go and mobilize the neighbors right away to form a 'Community Security Team' to patrol and guard you 24 hours a day!"
Lin Fan's temples throbbed with excitement.
Still a restricted area? Still a zone defense team?
Do you want to turn this place into a 5A-level scenic spot and charge admission fees for people to visit?
"roll!"
Lin Fan, annoyed, kicked each of them.
He didn't use any force; he just lifted his foot lightly.
But Li Zhenguo and Grandpa Wang seemed to be lifted by an invisible wave of air, and with a stumble, they "rolled" out of the courtyard gate.
Far from being annoyed, the two were beaming with a sense of flattery and pride.
"Alright, alright! Immortal Master, you can rest now! We're off, getting far away!"
The two, each with their own people, scrambled and disappeared into the alleyway.
The courtyard was finally quiet again.
"gentlemen……"
Fang Qingxue looked at Lin Fan, her red lips slightly parted, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
She also drank that divine tea.
Although he did not break through to the next realm on the spot like Li Zhenguo, he could still sense that his internal energy transformation was already perfected. In his dantian, the illusory "golden core" was more solid and clear than ever before.
She had a strong premonition that if she went back to seclusion for a few days, she would be 99% certain that she could achieve the highest level of cultivation in one step!
This life-saving grace is as heavy as Mount Tai.
"You want to kneel too?" Lin Fan glanced at her sideways.
"No...no!" Fang Qingxue's face turned pale with fright, and she waved her hands repeatedly.
"Then go wash the tea set," Lin Fan said, pointing to the stone table.
"...Yes, sir."
Fang Qingxue obediently responded and resignedly began to clear the cups and saucers from the table.
She felt that her identity as the "young lady of an international martial arts family" was becoming more and more of a joke in front of her husband.
Now, she has completely become a maid who serves tea and water and washes pots and dishes.
But she felt no resentment whatsoever.
Even... there was a secret joy hidden deep inside that no one could understand.
To serve such a being as a maidservant—how many people in all the heavens and myriad realms could possibly obtain such an opportunity?
……
at the same time.
Just as Lin Fan's courtyard house was stirring up a storm in the capital because of the two sacred trees.
An invisible ripple of energy has already crossed mountains and seas, sweeping across the entire planet at an unimaginable speed.
In the distant Nordic region, inside a temple covered in mythology and ice and snow.
A tall, handsome figure was standing in front of a huge star map.
Loki, the god of mischief.
He did not cross the rainbow bridge connecting the nine realms; it was too ostentatious and did not conform to his aesthetic.
He descended to the human world silently through a hidden vein of the World Tree known only to him.
Norway, a fjord rarely visited by people.
As the divine light faded, Loki's magnificent robes and scepter transformed into a well-tailored Italian haute couture suit. A pair of frameless glasses perched on his nose, and he exuded a captivating aura that blended that of a classical scholar and a financial tycoon.
His fabricated identity was that of Mr. Laufison, the mysterious controller of an ancient European conglomerate.
On the private jet, a deputy, transformed from an Asgardian warrior, respectfully handed over a tablet.
"Your Highness, the highest level of energy reading has just been recorded in the capital of China, and its peak value... surpasses our record of the energy required to activate the Rainbow Bridge."
Loki took the tablet and looked at the energy peak curve that almost pierced the sky, and the conclusions below it such as "unanalyzable," "violates known physical rules," and "suspected miracle." A morbid excitement appeared on his pale face.
"Oh? It seems that before we even make our appearance, the 'Lord of the Courtyard' has already served up a main course."
His fingertip precisely pointed to the source of the energy burst—an ancient alleyway in the old city of Beijing.
"In Asgard, this level of energy fluctuation only occurs when the roots of the World Tree undergo a large-scale revival, or when the Father uses Gungnir."
"And he was just in his yard..."
Loki swiped the screen and saw the last line of the intelligence report; his expression became incredibly complex.
"...Plant trees?"
The deputy whispered, speculating, "Your Highness, could it be some kind of secret weapon from the Eastern Kingdom?"
"Weapons?" Loki laughed, a hint of pity in his voice.
"Mortal weapons, even nuclear bombs, only operate on the 'material' level. But this kind of power creates 'rules,' which is the authority of 'nothingness' and 'being.'"
In his eyes burned a flame of curiosity and conquest.
"I'm getting more and more curious. Just what kind of being is this 'Lord of the Courtyard' from the East?"
"He possessed power comparable to, or even surpassing, that of the Father God, yet he had no interest in power or conquest."
"He repaired the crack in the sky not to save the world, but simply because the crack obstructed his view while he drank his tea."
"Now, he's going to all this trouble just to... plant a couple of trees in his own yard for decoration?"
Loki discovered that his pride and joy, his wisdom and cunning that allowed him to manipulate the gods, were completely ineffective when analyzing this Easterner.
He couldn't understand the other person's logic.
The more incomprehensible something is, the more fascinated he becomes.
Because the unknown represents both the greatest variables and the sweetest fruits.
"Notify the crew to arrange a visit as soon as they arrive in the capital," Loki ordered.
"On what grounds, Your Highness?"
"An ordinary, wealthy collector with a keen interest in ancient Eastern architecture."
Loki pushed up his frameless glasses, revealing a pair of eyes behind the lenses that gleamed with a penetrating light.
"I want to buy his courtyard house, no matter... what price he asks for."
He doesn't believe anyone can resist wealth.
Wealth is the first lever that can influence people's hearts.
Even God is no exception.
If the other party refuses, that's even better, as he can use this opportunity to observe the other party's reaction and discover their weaknesses and true needs.
This is a perfect move, combining offense and defense.
Loki was very satisfied with his plan.
He leaned back in the comfortable leather chair, picked up a glass of Romanée-Conti, and gazed out the window at the vast and mysterious land of China.
"A good show is about to begin," he murmured softly, in a voice only he could hear.
He was completely unaware that he was about to face a being who had almost forgotten what "money" was and who regarded anyone who tried to disturb his peace as "trouble"—a true outsider to the rules.
His "Gods' Game Theory," which had been invincible in the Nine Realms, might not be as effective as Grandpa Wang's "Alley Bargaining Techniques" in front of Lin Fan.