Chapter 260: I Just Want to Do an Experiment

Chapter 260: Chapter 260: I Just Want to Do an Experiment

Zhang Yun looked her up and down. He wondered why she was using the exact same routine as him.

He had said the exact same thing to Song Tie before.

However, he still had six pieces in his hands, so he didn’t care.

"Then how can I be sure you’re teaching me half, instead of zero point zero one percent?"

"I’m a person of my word," Yuan You said seriously. "I either wouldn’t agree to the exchange at all, or since I’ve agreed, I’ll definitely follow through. If I say half, it will definitely be half!"

"You also have to make it clear that it’s genuine, without any mixed-up or reversed parts. If you give me a reversed Nine Yin Scripture, won’t I end up cultivating myself into an Ouyang Feng?"

"..."

Yuan You tapped the Divine Master Cards in her hand. "You didn’t deceive me, so naturally, I won’t deceive you. If I wanted to harm you, I’d have plenty of opportunities. Would I need to fabricate a reversed Nine Yin Scripture? Besides, Ouyang Feng practiced it in reverse and still achieved heaven-defying results."

Zhang Yun thought about it and found it reasonable.

"And look!" Yuan You added. "You’ve offended so many people. There are people trying to kill you at any moment. Do I even need to waste my effort on you?"

"Alright! Half it is. Teach me!"

Zhang Yun didn’t dawdle to bargain with her, nor did he offer to add two more pieces for the whole thing. She had verified her goods, but he hadn’t verified his yet!

If she taught him something he couldn’t learn, wouldn’t he suffer a loss?

"Not right now."

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Yun immediately glared at her. "You’re a pretty girl, are you trying to get something for nothing?"

"..." Yuan You rolled her eyes slightly. "How much do you think half is? How long do you think I spent learning it? Do you think I can just give you a few pointers and you’ll become a master? What are you dreaming about!"

Zhang Yun thought about it and realized that also made sense. "It’s fine. It’s a long night and I’m not in the mood for sleep, so we can take our time. If tonight isn’t enough, we can do it a few more times."

"In your dreams!" Yuan You didn’t waste any more breath. "I’ll go back, compile half of the Cultivation Technique, and send you a document. You can familiarize yourself with it first. Once you have a general grasp of it, I’ll teach you the crucial difficulties. If there’s anything you don’t understand, you can also message me to ask."

Zhang Yun was a bit displeased. "I thought this was a cash-on-delivery deal... but it’s suddenly turned into a correspondence course."

Yuan You snorted softly. "A correspondence course is generous enough. Do you really expect to learn eight or ten years’ worth of knowledge in a single night? Sorry, I’m not that capable!"

"You aren’t going to run off, are you?" Zhang Yun wondered if he should demand one Divine Master Card back first.

Yuan You said indifferently, "What did we say at noon? Didn’t you say you could find my master? The monk can run, but the temple can’t."

"Deal!"

After saying that, Zhang Yun pointed outside the wooden cabin.

???

Yuan You was baffled. She wondered if he was kicking her out right after finishing their deal. He was being way too pragmatic.

"I just saved your life, after all. As your savior, I’m not asking for any repayment, but I can at least hear the reason why, right?"

Zhang Yun shook his head. "No. I don’t acknowledge you as my savior. He couldn’t have hurt me."

Yuan You snorted softly, grabbed the two Divine Master Cards, and immediately left the wooden cabin.

Zhang Yun listened to her footsteps fade away before waking the middle-aged man up.

"You..."

The middle-aged man found himself lying on the ground while Zhang Yun sat there, one foot planted firmly on his chest, gesturing near his head with a knife in hand.

"I lost. Kill me or torture me, do as you please!"

"What about castration?"

"..."

Even though he was already middle-aged, becoming a eunuch would still be absolutely excruciating. Wouldn’t that be a double blow to both his body and mind?

Zhang Yun gestured downwards with the knife. "Tell me... does traditional castration involve chopping off the root, or cutting out the balls?"

The middle-aged man felt his hair stand on end. He didn’t want either of those options!

"Stop threatening me. Just ask whatever you want to ask! I don’t know anything! I can’t answer you!"

Zhang Yun delivered a swift slash. The middle-aged man felt a tightness at his waist and almost lost control of his bladder... Thank goodness, thank goodness, he had only sliced through his belt!

But if it had been an inch lower, his little friend would have been chopped in half like a sliced chicken...

"I don’t need you to answer anything. I just want to run an experiment to see where exactly legendary eunuchs were cut. How about we chop off the root first? If the results aren’t good, we’ll cut out the balls next..."

Zhang Yun pressed the knife down against him.

The middle-aged man instantly felt the chill of the blade. It was his own knife, so he knew exactly how sharp it was. If it really came down, it would slice through cleanly!

"It’s none of my business! Someone paid to hire me to kill you. I have no grudges against you, and I have no idea who you even are. All the information was provided by someone else, and it didn’t involve your family or friends. Really! I’m just a professional assassin. I only take money to do a job."

"What does that have to do with me?"

Zhang Yun’s knife moved up to his face, scraping against his eyebrows before shifting to the space between them.

"If I dig a hole right here, will it look like Yang Jian?"

The middle-aged man felt his entire body tense up. Listening to Zhang Yun’s words, the image was already forming in his mind. Getting severed down below and having a hole dug up top... that would truly be a fate worse than death.

"Ah!" He felt a piece of his earlobe get sliced off!

"Oops. This knife isn’t sharp enough, it didn’t even cut through the ear smoothly. It would really ruin the mood if it took a few chops to sever a dick."

The middle-aged man completely broke down. Zhang Yun’s detailed descriptions were already enough to make one’s blood run cold. But to just suddenly cut his ear without warning meant that those earlier words weren’t merely threats—he would actually do it!

They were in the mountains, in the dead of night. No one would notice a thing!

He could withstand the threat of death, but this constant psychological torture was tearing through his mental defenses.

"It’s the Liu Family!

"You should know which Liu Family it is. Liu Wanqi paid to hire me, telling me to make your death look like an accident if possible.

"It’s the absolute truth! If I’m hiding anything, you can gouge my eyes out!"

By the end, his voice was trembling. His own knife was now hovering just a few centimeters above his eyelid. The slightest slip of the hand and it would pierce right through his eyeball!

"What’s your name?"

"Ah?" The middle-aged man paused before snapping back to reality. "My assassin codename is Mou Shan. It means ’a certain mountain’."

"You can go." Zhang Yun tossed the knife into the man’s hands and kicked him toward the wooden cabin’s door.

The middle-aged man who called himself Mou Shan suspected this was a trap. If he picked up the knife, would Zhang Yun immediately kill him?

However... if they hadn’t been fighting underwater where Zhang Yun excelled, he wouldn’t have been defeated so utterly. Picking up the knife meant a second chance, a possibility of completing this mission.

"Are you... pretending to let me go, just so you can kill me from behind?" Mou Shan asked nervously.

Zhang Yun was growing impatient. "I’m not a cold-blooded assassin like you people. If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn’t have bandaged your wounds. You’ve lost a lot of blood, and since your wounds were soaked in mountain water, they’ll get infected and inflamed, which will lead to a high fever. Whether you can pull through it or whether you need to rush to a hospital, you can decide for yourself!"

Mou Shan was astonished that Zhang Yun was actually letting him leave. He really had bandaged his wounds, too...

As an assassin, getting stabbed by a target wasn’t exactly a novelty. But having the target help bandage those wounds? That was absolutely unheard of.

He picked up the knife and used it as a crutch to prop himself up.