My Pretty Campus Queen

Chapter 1302: Chapter 1301: Deceiving the Divine Cauldron

However, his breath was extremely weak. Without an expert’s rescue, he probably wouldn’t make it back home.

Everyone was talking at once, some saying Chen Tianlong was ruthless, others saying Lei Laowu deserved it. Of course, this news quickly reached the Manor Master’s ears.

Though his auction was already completed, with 20% of the auction amount already received, the rest could be paid in installments.

Even with just 20%, they had already received two billion in the account. They were not too concerned about the rest; even if Lei Laowu died, there was his signed agreement, so they weren’t worried about the Lei Family not repaying the money.

This was because many people from the martial arts and business world were upholding justice, and the Lei Family didn’t have the guts to defy them.

Lei Laowu’s condition was extremely serious, and as the host here, the Manor Master couldn’t ignore it, especially since it happened in the manor. So, he summoned many well-known doctors, but they all shook their heads after examining him and said Lei Laowu wouldn’t live more than three days.

Yet Chen Tianlong remained unfazed, and perhaps only Tan Xianglan who was beside him could see clearly through it all.

Because when Chen Tianlong made his move, his left hand also held four silver needles. The points they were inserted at created an illusion: two needles were to preserve his life, while the other two made Lei Laowu appear to be critically ill temporarily.

Most of the doctors they invited were practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine, who diagnosed by observing complexion, facial features, and pulse. So, it’s quite easy to fabricate symptoms.

"How is it, Doctor?"

Lao Feng looked at each doctor leaving with a worried face and couldn’t help but ask.

"Ah... his complexion is pale, eyes are turning white, tongue coating is whitish, and his pulse is chaotic. These are basically signs of death. If my estimate is accurate, his internal organs are severely damaged. He might live another three days, or perhaps not even through the night."

The doctor shook his head as he spoke.

"Is there really no one who can save him?"

Lao Feng’s face also turned a bit pale. Although Lei Laowu’s death wouldn’t affect him much, the Lei Family was, after all, their business partner. If the young master of the Lei Family died, once the news spread, the Lei Family would likely crumble immediately.

If that happened, the Lei Family would be unable to attend the November family gathering, and furthermore, their losses would be even heavier, having wasted one hundred billion on buying the Alchemy Furnace due to this foolish Lei Laowu.

The crucial point is, Lao Feng worried Master Lei might misunderstand, thinking it was he who instigated Lei Laowu to buy the Alchemy Furnace, as the furnace was meant to be given to the Lao Family. The Lei Family didn’t have an Alchemy Master, nor did they bother with alchemy. To please the Lao Family, this gift was, of course, of the utmost significance.

"Well, there is someone... but..." the doctor suddenly said.

"But what? Hurry up and tell me!" Lao Feng was startled, but then overjoyed, willing to pay any price if Lei Laowu could be saved.

"However, this person doesn’t like anything except the Divine Cauldron, and since this young master spent so much money on it, he probably wouldn’t let it go easily."

The old Chinese doctor continued, "Choose between the Divine Cauldron and his life? In a moment, I’ll give him a Soul Revival Pill to temporarily wake him for an hour. But once this hour passes, he’ll gradually head towards death and probably won’t have time to return home."

"What? The... Divine Cauldron?"

Lao Feng gasped in shock. This Divine Cauldron wouldn’t have mattered much before, but it cost Lei Laowu one hundred billion! How could he be willing to part with it?

However, this was what Lao Feng thought. What kind of person was Lei Laowu? Would he really risk his life for an Alchemy Furnace? It’s a joke if Chen Tianlong hadn’t considered this; how would he dare to set up such a trap?

Words smiled faintly. He secretly admired Chen Tianlong, realizing that before convening the doctors, Chen Tianlong had disappeared for ten minutes.

In those ten minutes, he visited Words’ room and fully disclosed his plan to him, indicating they likely had a mutual interest agreement.

Chen Tianlong said, "If Lei Laowu dies, then out of the one hundred billion, the other eighty billion might not be returned in full. After all, if he’s dead and insists someone forced him to buy it, it’ll be exceedingly difficult for the manor to reclaim it."

"Alright, I agree with your plan," said Words.

In a mere ten minutes, they had sorted out the entire plan, and then acted according to it.

In the main hall, Lao Feng couldn’t make a decision either. He thought, if Lei Laowu died, the Alchemy Furnace would belong to the Lao Family.

But in that case, with so many people watching, Master Lei might think he let Lei Laowu die to seize the Divine Cauldron; thus potentially killing his son.

Such a scenario would quickly shatter the cooperation between the Lei Family and the Lao Family. And that wasn’t the worst of it. Besides collapse, it could also breed resentment, potentially spiraling out of control.

"Alright, then please give him the Soul Revival Pill, Doctor, and let him decide. After all, the Divine Cauldron is his, not mine." Lao Feng spoke these words with a heavy heart, seeing something so close yet slipping away.

"Okay, fine."

The old doctor walked over and fed Lei Laowu a pill that Chen Tianlong had given him earlier. In truth, this pill was of no use, merely an ordinary herbal medicine. The Manor Master had instructed him to cooperate with the plan.

As he administered the pill, he pressed two acupuncture points on Lei Laowu as instructed.

"Pooof!"

Lei Laowu suddenly spat out two mouthfuls of blood and finally awoke from his coma. The sudden reaction startled the old doctor, who truly didn’t know how it happened.

From his diagnosis, Lei Laowu was indeed close to death. However, the mysterious person the Manor Master had collaborated with was indeed formidable, to such an extent.

"Lei Laowu, you’re awake! You scared me to death."

Seeing Lei Laowu who spat two mouthfuls of blood and whose complexion seemed much better, he recalled what the doctor had said earlier, and spoke urgently, "Old Five, listen to me, the doctor just said you have no more than three days to live. Even worse, maybe not through tonight. There’s a master who can treat your illness, but he wants the Divine Cauldron in return. Are you willing?"

"What? He doesn’t want money, just my Divine Cauldron?" Lei Laowu was startled and a bit suspicious.

"Yes, perhaps he is also an Alchemy Master. I’ve heard this person is eccentric by nature, and someone capable of saving you must be extraordinary. As for this condition, I don’t know why either. It’s up to you to decide: the Divine Cauldron or your life." Lao Feng didn’t want to say more. The more he said, the more it pained him.

"Hiss..."

Lei Laowu gasped. If it really was like that, he was about to die soon. He didn’t want to die; even if the money was gone, he could earn it back. But if he died, he was really gone. His father would surely be heartbroken, as the Lei Family only had him as the sole heir.

"To give or not to give?" The old doctor was clearly getting impatient. Though he was acting in cooperation, seeing such hesitation naturally made him scornful.

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