Right now.
At the Tian Dao Alliance headquarters.
Inside Yu Qingcang’s lavish office.
Besides Yu Qingcang, Ye Hongyi, Lei Tai, and Liu Xinxin.
There was also a middle-aged man sitting across from Yu Qingcang with a young girl.
At the same time, several high-level fighters stood behind them, looking like bodyguards.
The young girl’s appearance was somewhat similar to Cong Yu’s—even their hairstyles were the same—but her hair color was white.
And her face was as cold as ice.
She truly lived up to her name: Cong Shuang!
And next to Cong Shuang was Cong Jixian.
“I hadn’t expected this Hundred Cities League to attract so much attention. The heads of the four major guilds are all here. How rare,” Cong Jixian said cheerfully.
“Nothing better to do, so we came to join the fun,” Ye Hongyi said with a shrug.
“That’s true. With that mysterious necromancer around, we’ve got a huge boost for the upcoming national war. But even so, the four of you shouldn’t be taking it so easy, right? After all, although Eagle Sauce has lost quite a few high-level fighters, they still have plenty of Black Dragon equipment,” Cong Jixian continued.
After saying that.
Cong Jixian watched the expressions of the four guild leaders.
But unfortunately, he didn’t see the anxiety he expected on their faces.
“Cong Jixian, you didn’t come all the way to the Tian Dao Alliance headquarters just to talk about this, did you?” Yu Qingcang said, changing the subject.
“Neil is dead. Did you know that?” Cong Jixian suddenly said.
“Yes, we know. Since he disappeared from the global ranking list, he must be dead. As for how he died or where, nobody knows,” Yu Qingcang said casually.
“Even though Neil is dead, Eagle Sauce is still not to be underestimated. Even with that necromancer on our side, we still can’t let our guard down,” Cong Jixian said.
“Of course we know that,” Yu Qingcang said, staring at Cong Jixian as he waited for him to get to the point.
Cong Jixian didn’t beat around the bush either.
He didn’t linger on this topic any longer.
He nodded and said, “My daughter, Cong Shuang. You know her, I assume.”
Yu Qingcang looked at Cong Shuang and gave a friendly smile.
He nodded and said, “Of course. She’s ranked first in level and combat power in this year’s Tianfu Society. The Star Mage class has its unique strengths too. She’s a promising talent.”
Upon hearing this.
Cong Jixian laughed heartily, full of pride.
He said, “Exactly. That’s why I brought Cong Shuang here today—to get her the status of a core member of the Tian Dao Alliance. After the national war, she can be promoted to a core member immediately.”
Oh?
Yu Qingcang raised an eyebrow.
Cong Shuang is currently a预备member of the Tian Dao Alliance, recommended by the alliance itself.
In fact, quite a few hidden class contestants participating in the Hundred Cities League were all recommended by the Tian Dao Alliance.
After the national war, regardless of their ranking in the Hundred Cities League, these people will smoothly join the Tian Dao Alliance as full members.
But becoming a core member isn’t that simple.
Yu Qingcang immediately shook his head and said, “I have the authority, but no. Her level isn’t high enough, her experience isn’t sufficient. Her talent is acceptable, but that doesn’t mean much. This world is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. There are plenty of outstanding newcomers. I can’t make exceptions and take them all in as core members. If she wants to become a core member, Cong Shuang still needs to keep working hard.”
But Cong Jixian wasn’t happy with that.
“Old Yu, we’ve known each other for so many years. You know as well as I do that Cong Shuang’s class and talent are second to none—rare even once in a century! Isn’t that enough? Even if she were to join the Tian Dao Alliance normally, it would only be a matter of time before she accumulates enough contributions to become a core member,” Cong Jixian said.
“You just said it takes time—and a short time at that. So don’t be impatient. Let her rely on her own efforts,” Yu Qingcang refused to give in.
“Old Yu, you won’t even give me that much face? Cong Shuang is guaranteed to win the championship in this Hundred Cities League. Isn’t that qualification enough?” Cong Jixian said, raising an eyebrow.
If she does become champion, I might consider it. But unfortunately, I’ll say it again—the Hundred Cities League is also full of hidden talents. You don’t win a championship just by talking about it,” Yu Qingcang said casually.
Bringing that up was bad enough.
But if that’s the case, then Cong Shuang is even less qualified!
Lu Ran is the champion!
That’s an unchangeable fact. For Cong Shuang to win the championship, Lu Ran would have to drop dead on the spot!
“Are you kidding me? With my daughter’s level, class, and combat talent, you’re telling me she can’t win this measly Hundred Cities League? Do you even believe that yourself?” Cong Jixian asked, full of disbelief.
“I do believe it. And in all likelihood, Cong Shuang won’t win the championship. Mark my words—it’s very likely. I’ve already said it: the Hundred Cities League is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers,” Yu Qingcang said earnestly.
Since he put it that way.
It was obvious that Yu Qingcang knew there were some very powerful newcomers in the Hundred Cities League—at least in his mind, they were no weaker than Cong Shuang.
But whether Cong Jixian didn’t catch the implication or was simply overconfident in Cong Shuang.
He immediately stood up.
And said angrily, “That’s nonsense! Fine then, how about we make a bet? If Cong Shuang wins the championship, you have to agree to bring her in as a core member of the Tian Dao Alliance after the national war. Deal?”
“No problem,” Yu Qingcang said unexpectedly, agreeing so readily this time.
It caught Cong Jixian off guard.
“But… since it’s a bet, what if Cong Shuang doesn’t win the championship?” Yu Qingcang said lazily.
He even felt a bit of what Lu Ran must have felt when betting with Song Xiaoya and the others earlier.
This wasn’t really a bet.
This was just straight-up taking candy from a baby!
A sure win!
Because with Lu Ran around, the championship was definitely his. This bet couldn’t be lost!
“If I lose, the Cong family will inject 300 million gold coins into the Tian Dao Alliance as resource supply. No—500 million! The Cong family will put up 500 million!” Cong Jixian said through gritted teeth.
That’s a big move!
Looks like he really had absolute confidence in Cong Shuang.
Even Cong Shuang, sitting next to Cong Jixian, had a hint of cold arrogance on her face.
It was understandable.
As the number one talent of the Tianfu Society, Cong Shuang’s pride was well-deserved!
“Alright, it’s settled then,” Yu Qingcang said without a second thought, agreeing immediately.
This time.
The Tian Dao Alliance was getting five billion for free. How awesome was that?
As for Cong Jixian, he had thought Yu Qingcang wouldn’t agree so easily. But with just a few words, it was decided?
What the heck was going on!
But based on his confidence in Cong Shuang, Cong Jixian nodded and said, “Fine, it’s settled. It’s only a three-day tournament anyway. The Cong family can wait that long.”
With that, he took Cong Shuang and the bodyguards and left.
Walking out of the Tian Dao Alliance.
Cong Jixian suppressed a strange feeling in his heart and said, “No problems then. Xiao Shuang, during the tournament, don’t hold back. You must win the championship!”
Cong Shuang nodded solemnly.
“By the way, that girl Xiao Yu hasn’t been seen for a few days,” Cong Jixian asked casually.
“She’s been spending time at the Necromancer Guild, running quests, I think,” Cong Shuang said after thinking for a moment.
“What a waste of time. Does the Cong family lack the rewards from her little quests?” Cong Jixian said, exasperated. “Never mind, let her be. She can play as she pleases. Cong Shuang, I’ll take you to the family warehouse to pick out suitable equipment. We need to prepare fully for tomorrow’s Hundred Cities League.”
