The golden three-inch man who was the embodiment of Heavenly Dao really wanted to cry, but he always felt very powerless in front of Wang Ling.
He had been summoned here again and again this month, and it wasn't to trade resources or anything like that, but to ask about secrets.
These secrets were all secrets of the heavens …
The most important thing was that it was one thing to trade for secrets of the heavens, but who would use crispy noodle snacks to make a trade?
It was all his father's fault for using crispy noodle snacks to make a trade with the youngster in front of him, which had created this true …
Devil …
"Speak, what's the matter?" The golden three-inch man sighed as he completely accepted reality.
Wang Ling was rummaging through his drawer. He actually didn't have many crispy noodle snacks left, and he was actually very reluctant to give them away.
So he had just been rummaging through expired crispy noodle snacks.
The flagship store had a recycling service for expired crispy noodle snacks, and Wang Ling was a privileged gold card user, so the flagship store could even collect them at his doorstep. But then Wang Ling thought that he should leave some expired crispy noodle snacks for Heavenly Dao.
So before the summer camp had started, Wang Ling had used his privileged doorstep service to get Loopy Toad to help him with the exchange. But what he got in return were expired crispy noodle snacks …
A complete crispy noodle snack pack could be exchanged for three expired crispy noodle snacks!
The golden three-inch man was blank at this scene, and immediately stretched out his hand. "— Young hero, please wait!"
Wang Ling turned his head. "???"
The golden three-inch man: "Actually, you don't have to use crispy noodle snacks to make a trade … We only provide a loan service here. You can ask questions first, and you can exchange your handwritten copies later."
That good?
Wang Ling's eyes lit up when he heard this.
As expected, this Heavenly Dao had a conscience!
Wang Ling sighed in his heart.
But the problem was that he had already prepared expired crispy noodle snacks; it would be a pity not to use them!
"Perfect, I have three questions."
Wang Ling spoke lightly, and then presented the three expired crispy noodle snacks.
The golden three-inch man was startled. "Past … expired?"
Wang Ling raised his eyebrows and stared at the Heavenly Dao as he said firmly, "I'm not making a deal with you to see what you want, but what I have …"
The golden three-inch man was about to cry. "…"
"Let's begin." Wang Ling stared at the golden three-inch man.
The little golden man wanted to cry but had no tears. A golden scroll appeared in his hand. "This is the Book of Heavenly Mysteries, a golden scroll specially used to record the mysteries of heaven. You can write a question on this Book of Heavenly Mysteries, and the answer will naturally appear on it."
The Book of Heavenly Mysteries was a supreme magic tool that recorded all the secrets of the Great Dao. It was an existence that surpassed the natural fate of heaven and earth, so it was naturally more powerful than world-defying magic tools.
Ordinary people had to pay a price for prying into the secrets of the Heavenly Dao.
All the secrets sealed in the Heavenly Secret Vault could be found in the Book of Heaven's Secret.
Of course, these secrets had to be related to the Heaven's Way.
There were still a lot of useless questions, such as what so-and-so liked to eat, what could be used against him, and so on …
If these people did not have a strong connection with the Heavenly Dao itself, then it would be useless to ask them.
According to the laws of the Heavenly Dao, the price of spying on the Heaven's Legacy Vault was as follows.
One: Prying into the secrets of heaven requires an equal price in exchange, and if necessary, the price is your life.
Two: For rule one, if you have to pay the price of your life after obtaining the answer, the questioner will turn to dust within forty-eight hours and disappear completely.
Three: If the person prying into the secrets of heaven is an extremely evil person, they will not be able to reincarnate after death.
Four: After obtaining the answer, the person prying into the secrets of heaven must keep the secrets of heaven secret. If they leak the secrets of heaven, they will be punished by Heavenly Dao by lightning and will never be able to reincarnate.
Five: The person prying into the secrets of heaven must cultivate more than one hundred Heavenly Dao, or obtain more than three Outer Dao.
Six: The person prying into the secrets of heaven can consume an equal amount of their lifespan to reduce the price of their offerings.
Seven: Heavenly Dao reserves the right to explain everything.
Eight: Those on the Heavenly Dao white list are not subject to the above rules …
And Wang Ling happened to be on the Heavenly Dao white list.
Hence, the golden three-inch man had never been able to do anything about Wang Ling.
If anyone else wanted to pry into the secrets of heaven, nothing could be more tragic than paying the price with their lives.
Wang Ling just had to hand in the homework he didn't want, or even the expired crispy noodle snacks.
— With privilege, you could do whatever you wanted!
Helpless, he could only accept it …
What was the saying again?
The Heavenly Dao reincarnated, whoever Wang Ling spared …
The bitter fruit that had been sown back then was finally being borne out by them …
Thus, when Wang Ling wrote down the question he wanted to ask in the Book of Heavenly Secrets and raised his head again, he noticed that the golden three-inch man's blurry face was actually shedding tears …
He was actually crying?
Wang Ling didn't understand.
What an amiable person he was!
The little golden man wiped his tears and put away the three packets of expired crispy noodle snacks in front of him … Although Wang Ling was usually already privileged enough to exchange his handwritten exercise books for resources, these three packets of expired snacks really weren't as good as handwritten exercise books!!
"Your question has already been received by the Heavenly Secrets Warehouse … Hm, you'll need to wait about three or four minutes for the answer to appear in the Book of Heavenly Secrets." The golden three-inch man rolled up the Book of Heavenly Secrets again and put it in front of Wang Ling.
Waiting for three or four minutes was just enough time for a song.
Suddenly, the little golden man had an idea, and decided to play a song for Wang Ling.
"Listen, this song …"
The little golden man just clapped his hands, and a melodious, three-dimensional voice instantly filled the room.
The prelude to the beautiful song rang out …
Wang Ling: "This is …?"
The little golden man: "This is the Heavenly Dao Songstress singing. Each of us Heavenly Dao has a different task. When many cultivators pass away in meditation, a lantern will appear in front of them and they will also hear melodious music, which is the Heavenly Dao Songstress singing silently behind them. Thus, the Heavenly Dao Songstress's voice isn't something that ordinary people can hear. The Heavenly Dao Songstress's voice has countless variations, and it's a collection of the most beautiful voices in the entire dimensional universe. Every voice can be studied to imitate a musical instrument, so the Heavenly Dao Songstress can sing as she sings. "
Wang Ling: "Hm …"
At that moment, the Heavenly Dao Songstress, who had countless voices, had already finished singing the prelude.
The song officially began:
Always asking for things from me, but never saying thank you …
It wasn't until I grew up that I realized that crispy noodle snacks were cheap …
Every time I made a deal, I pretended to be relaxed …
Smiling and saying, let's make a deal, I'll give you the expired snacks …
…
The little golden man: "So, is there anything you want to say?"
Wang Ling: "Hm, it sounds good."
"…"
The little golden man had already completely given up on resisting Wang Ling …
Forget it, if it's expired, then so be it …
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