Little Sorcerer, Divine Doctor

Chapter 1375: Chapter 202: The Yun Clan’s Swindling Tactics

Of course Yun Sheng wasn’t really going to tear her face off with this bunch; she was still planning to borrow their strength to break into the second floor of the Bahuang Tower.

However, there was no way she was going to let a piece of trash like Hei Linlin off that easily.

"I do have the antidote, but there’s no such thing as a free lunch. You want the antidote, fine. Whoever wants it, hand over one city from your tribe’s territory—one person, one city." Yun Sheng didn’t beat around the bush. She stuck out one finger and waved it in front of everyone.

One city?

Even though Dugu Xiu had long known Yun Sheng was the type to pluck every last feather from a flying goose, and had assumed she’d open her lion’s mouth for tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of Purple Gold Coin in one go, he still hadn’t expected this woman to directly ask for cities.

This was way too ruthless.

Ye Beiming was forcing himself not to burst out laughing. This Little Wildcat was vicious.

"What a big mouth. A lowly Heavenly Fox mongrel actually dares to ask for a city. Keep dreaming!" Hei Linlin sneered.

"I’ve decided: for the Hei Qilin Tribe, it’ll be two cities per person. Every time you insult me, I raise the price once." Yun Sheng didn’t get angry; instead, her face curved into a devastating, life-claiming smile.

"You bitch, I’m going to kill you." Now Hei Linlin was truly furious.

"Three cities per person." Yun Sheng still looked utterly relaxed.

Other people might still have some room to maneuver, but faced with someone like Yun Sheng, who didn’t eat soft or hard, Hei Linlin was out of options.

"Young Clan Chief, Vice Clan Leader, he can’t hold on much longer." The injured warrior from the Hei Qilin Tribe was already breathing in more than he was breathing out; he was about to kick the bucket any second.

"Hei Linlin, think this through. You’re the one who started this mess. If because of your stupidity a top elite dies and all of us get trapped in the Bahuang Tower, how are you going to explain yourself when we get out?" Dugu Xiu could only grab Hei Linlin and whisper in her ear.

Hei Linlin’s face was dark. After that burst of impulsiveness, she was already bitterly regretting it inside.

Dugu Xiu’s words were unpleasant, but they were the truth.

If this matter really spread, her reputation as Young Clan Chief would absolutely plummet.

Although the price of one city was a bit steep, as the largest branch of the Eight Desolate Beast Clan, the Hei Qilin Tribe’s territory held no fewer than a thousand cities.

Yun Sheng hadn’t specified which city she wanted; at worst, they could just give her a few rundown, worthless ones.

Once Hei Linlin thought it through, she glared fiercely at Yun Sheng.

"There are five of us. The Hei Qilin Tribe is willing to trade fifteen cities for the antidote." Dugu Xiu was depressed as hell.

"Five bottles of antidote. But before you take the antidote, you need to write a deed." Yun Sheng immediately pulled out brush and ink from her Beast Language Ring and, watching Dugu Xiu’s face turn black, had him write out a deed of cession for fifteen cities.

Following the principle that people’s mouths soften when they’ve eaten your food, Yun Sheng instantly switched to a beaming face and handed over five portions of Life Water.

"You’d better not be lying to us, or no one will be able to save you today." Hei Linlin took the antidote and tossed it to the poisoned warrior.

Under everyone’s gaze, the warrior who drank the antidote had the color of his blood slowly return to red, and the wounds on his body rapidly healed.

"It really is an antidote." The other members of the Eight Desolate Beast Clan finally believed it.

"Yun Sheng, our Bimong Tribe is also willing to trade three cities for the antidote." Lipa was straightforward; she immediately wrote a deed as well.

"Our Jiuluan Tribe too." Lu was already used to Yun Sheng’s antics and also signed a deed.

"We Di..." Zi led his people over and was just about to speak.

"Two cities per person." Yun Sheng hadn’t forgotten Zi having Zen Heart harm her; she just loved holding grudges.

"..." Zi ground his teeth, but in the end could only write a deed ceding ten cities.

"Miss Yun, we don’t have any cities." Bo Bo, Boss Peng Yu, and the Night Charm Queen walked over, all three of them struggling to keep from laughing.

"No cities, then forget it. Here’s the antidote." Yun Sheng was generous this time, staring at those Beast Clan Young Clan Chiefs who had just spent cities to buy antidotes, all with constipation written all over their faces.

"We want three portions of antidote too." Qing Ya and Silver Roc also came over.

"You two Young Clan Chiefs are interested in the antidote as well? Works for me. Everyone else is one city per person, but the two of you are five cities each." Yun Sheng held up her hand.

"Why? Everyone else paid at most three cities." Silver Roc and Qing Ya both felt their anger rise straight into their throats.

"You two are Young Clan Chiefs, the top figures in your tribes. How can you be compared to ordinary folks? Besides, those other tribes have lots of people; you guys have a small headcount, no oil or water to squeeze." Yun Sheng looked every inch the petty profiteer.

"..."

They’d seen shameless people before, but never someone this shameless. Everyone was speechless.

Off to the side, Zi, Hei Linlin, and the others watched Silver Roc and the rest get slaughtered like this and finally felt a bit better.

Inside, Yun Sheng was over the moon. Dozens of cities, just like that, were in her pocket.

The Hua Clan under Boss Peng Yu and the others had a tribe but no cities; these cities could be directly assigned under the Hua Clan’s name.

"I don’t have any territory to cede to you." Yu Shang hated Yun Sheng’s way of doing things so much her teeth itched, but she wasn’t the Great Witch Doctor, she couldn’t detoxify, and she was a lone wolf.

"Relax, we’re at least from the same tribe; I wouldn’t take too much advantage of you. No cities, fine. One hundred slaps and I’ll give you a portion of antidote." Yun Sheng shrugged, looking like she was the one getting the raw deal.

"Yun Sheng, you—!" Yu Shang’s face went pale with outrage.

"You what. You know the rules too. One hundred slaps is already lenient." Yun Sheng let out a cold laugh.

With how proud and arrogant Yu Shang was, how could she possibly be willing to be humiliated in front of Yun Sheng?

She looked plaintively at Silver Roc.

Silver Roc had wanted to step in, but the moment he thought of Yun Sheng’s sky‑high price of five cities, and how he’d be punished by his father for ceding them once he got back...

Thinking of that, Silver Roc could only harden his heart and avoid the beauty’s pleading gaze.

Yu Shang was so angry she was shaking. She had lived two lives, and even she knew by now she absolutely could not provoke this white‑eyed wolf Yun Sheng again.

"Fine. One hundred slaps, I accept." Yu Shang said, rolling up her sleeves, ready to do it herself.

"Wait. How could we possibly let Miss Yushang do such a thing personally? I volunteer to help." Bo Bo, who had been watching the show for ages, immediately bounced out.

Bo Bo and the others were all in Disguise, so they naturally weren’t afraid of Yu Shang recognizing them.

When Yun Sheng saw how eager Bo Bo looked, the corner of her mouth twitched. Thinking of Bo Bo’s Super Strength, after a hundred slaps, Yu Shang would probably be beaten into literal tattered robes.

"Ahem, we’ll do it like that then. I’ll trouble this young lady to do the honors." Yun Sheng really couldn’t hold back anymore and simply leaned against Ye Beiming, dark eyes sparkling with wicked amusement.

"Then I’ll start, okay? Left cheek first or right?" Bo Bo chuckled twice, closing in on Yu Shang like some evil witch.