The Tang God-King was wholeheartedly set on revitalizing the glory of the Tang Sect, and if he knew of Wang Dong's doings, wouldn't he be so angry that he'd vomit three liters of blood?
At this moment, Qin Xiao really wished Tang San would open his eyes to see his own little princess.
However, he also knew clear as day that the curse on Wang Dong came from Tang San himself, and it was impossible to find an answer in these books.
"What if I lend a hand to help Wang Dong?"
"Let him be able to use soul tools, and even become a Soul Master, then have him join the ranks of the Sun-Moon Empire, making an enemy out of Shrek, the Tang Sect, and even the Hao Tian Clan, wouldn't that be exciting?"
Qin Xiao found this idea tremendously intriguing.
After all, he was definitely going to catch Tang San's attention in the future by standing on the opposing side, so why not prepare a little surprise for Tang San right now?
On the other hand, Wang Dong, having not found the content he was searching for in the books, was extremely unwilling to give up. He stood up again and took another stack of books from the shelf.
Qin Xiao thought he looked quite like someone frantically searching for a cure out of desperation.
But as he went through more and more books, the restlessness on Wang Dong's face grew more intense.
Eventually, the restlessness disappeared, replaced by thick disappointment...
"Could it really be that there's no hope for me to use soul tools?"
Wang Dong was crushed.
"Wouldn't it be better to ask a professional than to buzz around like a headless fly?"
Suddenly, Qin Xiao's voice rang out behind Wang Dong.
Upon hearing this, Wang Dong's body jolted, and he quickly turned around.
He glared at Qin Xiao, "Are you spying on me?"
Qin Xiao shook his head, "Do you think I'm that bored? Your incessant murmurs are like buzzing in my ears. Even if I don't want to listen, I can't help it with your relentless chatter."
Qin Xiao was still Qin Xiao, able to speak nonsense as if it were the truth.
In contrast, Wang Dong, after hearing Qin Xiao's words, was stunned for quite a while.
He initially wanted to retort, but then, recalling Qin Xiao's battle with Zhou Yi, he somewhat believed Qin Xiao's words.
Qin Xiao was no ordinary Soul Master, and Wang Dong couldn't be certain whether Qin Xiao had some special ability.
Hearing his murmurs wasn't out of the realm of possibility.
"Forget it."
Wang Dong waved his hand to collect the unread books on the table into his Spatial Soul Guidance Device, planning to return to his dorm to study them slowly.
As he passed by Qin Xiao, he snorted.
Qin Xiao responded with a disdainful chuckle.
However, internally, he was silently counting down, 5, 4, 3...
He was confident that Wang Dong would surely turn back.
It was just a matter of time.
Sure enough.
When Wang Dong had walked three steps away, he suddenly stopped, and as if compelled by some spirit, asked, "You're from the Imperial Sun Moon Soul Academy. Is there a way there to solve my problem?"
In fact, as he uttered those words, he was somewhat regretful.
Was it really sensible to ask this annoying guy, expecting a result?
But this was a genius from the Sun-Moon Imperial Soul Guidance Academy after all. When it came to knowledge about soul tools, not even many teachers from the Soul Guidance Department could match this youngster.
It was vexing not to ask.
However.
Qin Xiao's answer surprised Wang Dong.
"Of course, there's a way."
"Huh?"
At Qin Xiao's response, Wang Dong was taken aback.
This guy actually said it was possible?
Immediately after, his mood swung to excitement.
So there was still hope for himself?
"Then, can you tell me the method?" Wang Dong asked eagerly.
Qin Xiao didn't answer immediately; he just quietly observed Wang Dong.
Although he was eager to immediately set up a trap to catch Wang Dong and completely break the father-daughter relationship, he also knew the wisdom of not being too hasty. Otherwise, it would seem all too clear that he had ulterior motives.
Don't panic.
Just be cool for a while.
Being stared at by Qin Xiao for a while, Wang Dong suddenly laughed, "Heh, there really is no free lunch. Spit it out, what are your conditions for telling me how to use soul tools?"
At those words, Qin Xiao smiled satisfactorily, "Heh, that's precisely the line I was waiting for."
Saying that, he extended a finger, "One hundred thousand golden soul coins."
One hundred thousand golden soul coins wasn't much to Qin Xiao. But the purpose of this was to mislead Wang Dong into thinking that he was only motivated by money, rather than hiding other motives.
"One hundred thousand golden soul coins?"
Wang Dong's voice was a mix of surprise and anger, "Why don't you just rob me?"
Qin Xiao replied cheerfully, "Why would I rob anyone when I have a way to make money even faster?"
Wang Dong: "..."
Did he have to be so blunt?
"Brother, you don't have much time to consider."
"Who's your brother!"
Wang Dong was so angry that he stomped his foot, but the motion triggered his injuries, causing him to grimace in pain.
"One hundred thousand golden soul coins, I'll take it!"
He spoke in a grave tone.
Qin Xiao smiled contentedly, "One hundred thousand golden soul coins, and you won't be buying a loss, or be duped; you'll definitely thank me later on."
"I'm thanking you right now."
Wang Dong huffed and threw a pitch-black card to Qin Xiao, "This is one hundred thousand golden soul coins, now tell me—how can I solve my problem?"
Qin Xiao said, "Your situation, it's like you're ill."
"What?" Wang Dong was taken aback, then immediately showed a look of anger, "Are you insulting me?"
Qin Xiao earnestly shook his head, "Think about it, if you weren't ill, how could you be unable to use soul tools?"