Chapter 305: Chapter 303: Make Another Deal_1

“Fuck, you guys are actually in cahoots?”

Nathan Humphrey’s jaw nearly hit the floor in shock, “No wonder you knew that book was fake.”

Greg Jensen gave him a disdainful glance and said, “That’s all the intelligence you have.”

“What do you mean?”

“Nathan Humphrey, these two scammers were caught by Greg before, but they managed to escape later,” explained Spencer Burley. “Greg probably recognized them afterwards, nothing to do with that book.”

Max Milton spoke up, “Mr. Jensen never asked me about the authenticity of the book, indeed.”

Hearing Max Milton’s words, Nathan Humphrey finally calmed down and asked, “Then why did they come here?”

“Hehe, I invited them over to help with something, do you want to continue listening?” Greg Jensen asked with a smile.

Suddenly realizing something, Nathan Humphrey hastily stood up and said, “Actually… I’ve drunk a bit too much. I’m going to find a place to sleep it off.”

“Me too.”

Adrian Wright and Spencer Burley also left, leaving only Greg Jensen, Cole Barnett, and Max Milton in the tea room.

Seeing they had all left, Max Milton took the initiative to speak, “Mr. Jensen, is there something you would like us to do for you?”

Greg Jensen didn’t respond but continued to play with his teaware.

He washed the tea, brewed it swiftly, and then poured three cups, placing them in front of Cole Barnett and Max Milton, and said, “Don’t rush, drink some tea first.”

Max Milton was fairly calm and took a sip from his teacup, complimenting, “Good tea!”

Cole Barnett, on the other hand, was incredibly nervous, fumbling the cup and spilling the tea on the table, causing him to yelp from the scald.

His complexion turned pale instantly, and he said with a trembling voice, “Mr. Jensen, I’m sorry, it wasn’t intentional, I’ll wipe it up right away.”

Seeing his reaction, Greg Jensen couldn’t help but crack a smile and said, “I don’t bite, there’s no need to be so scared.

Today, I’ve called you over mainly because there’s some information I’d like to ask about, and also I’d like to discuss a potential cooperation with you.”

He poured another cup of tea for Cole Barnett and then said, “I want to know who made the Eight Forms Mirror.”

The two men exchanged looks and were both stunned.

Max Milton cautiously started, “Mr. Jensen, as to who exactly crafted that Eight Forms Mirror, we aren’t too sure, but… it’s very likely made by someone on the Immortal Cultivation Path.”

“A Cultivator?”

Greg Jensen’s heart skipped a beat and he asked, “Do Cultivators really exist in this world?”

“This…”

Max Milton glanced at Cole Barnett and said, “You tell him.”

Cole Barnett cleared his throat and spoke, “We haven’t personally seen any Cultivators, so we can’t say for sure that they truly exist or not.

However, considering that Eight Forms Mirror, it’s likely that they do.

My master once saw with his own eyes a person being hit by a huge rock. After a burst of light, that person ran off unscathed.

According to my master’s speculation, that person was definitely using Defensive Artifacts.”

Greg Jensen exclaimed in surprise, “Similar to that Eight Forms Mirror?”

“Yes,” Cole Barnett nodded.

Hearing this, Greg Jensen felt his heart sink.

There indeed were Cultivators in this world, and his own cultivation was still in the Qi Refinement Realm. If he carelessly exposed his cultivation, he would certainly encounter big trouble.

He thought for a moment, then turned and asked, “So where should one look for Cultivators then?”

Hearing this, Max Milton couldn’t help but smile bitterly and said, “Mr. Jensen, you’ve stumped us with that question.

Not just you, even those Martial Arts Families in the provincial city have been searching for Cultivators for years, and not one of them has reportedly found any.”

Greg Jensen wondered, “What do they need Cultivators for?”

“What else could it be? They want to enter the Master Realm.”

Cole Barnett seemed to be very knowledgeable about the rumors in the martial world and immediately began to explain to Greg Jensen.

It turned out that martial artists are divided into several realms, with the lowest being third-rate martial artists, with second-rate and first-rate above them.

And a first-rate expert has another name, known as Bright Strength Period, also called Bright Strength Warrior, or Bright Strength Expert.

Above that are Dark Strength Experts and Innate Grandmasters.

Above the Innate Grandmaster, there is the elusive realm of the Way.

The “Way” that one enters through martial practice!

The realm of the Way is a level that many Martial Arts Grandmasters dream of achieving, and entering the realm of the Way means that one has formally stepped into the ranks of the Cultivators.

It is precisely for this reason that the Martial Arts Families desperately seek the legendary Cultivators, hoping to use the means of Immortal Cultivation to enter the realm of the Way.

Or even give up the Martial Way entirely and switch to the Immortal Cultivation Path.

“Martial Way, Immortal Path…”

Greg Jensen couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.

According to Cole Barnett, Bright Strength Experts have reached the peak of muscular strength, and in the Dark Strength Period, one can generate True Qi internally, driving the body with True Qi, which multiplies one’s strength.

If one could enter the Innate Grandmaster realm, then True Qi could be emitted outward to injure others, and it could even simulate various shapes.

By his account, Dark Strength is equivalent to the early to mid Qi Refinement Realm, while Innate Grandmaster is equivalent to the late Qi Refinement Realm.

And the so-called realm of the Way should be the Foundation Establishment in the path of Immortal Cultivation.

Greg Jensen pondered silently, and had now gained a clear understanding of the strength levels in both Martial Way and Immortal Path.

There were many similarities between the two, and after reaching the Innate Grandmaster realm, the paths essentially converged.

Therefore, even if they hadn’t encountered any Cultivators, the encounters with those Martial Arts Grandmasters also shouldn’t be underestimated.

“Thank you, both of you, for clearing that up.”

“Mr. Jensen, you’re too polite.”

Greg Jensen smiled and nodded, saying, “Now let’s talk about the second matter. Are you interested in doing another deal with the Lin family?”

“You mean… to scam them again?” Cole Barnett asked.

Greg Jensen replied with a smile, “If you want to put it that way, you’re not wrong. The money we’ll get from this, I don’t want a penny of it; it would all be yours.

What do you think, interested?”

Max Milton asked, “When can we get the antidote for the poison in our bodies?”

Greg Jensen replied with an embarrassed smile, “Sorry, I haven’t yet figured out a complete antidote for the poison.”

“Ah, so does that mean we can’t cure the poison in our bodies?”

Upon hearing this, Cole Barnett’s face immediately turned ugly.

Max Milton, still relatively composed, asked again, “If we help you scam the Lin family once more, can you guarantee to provide us with enough antidote to prevent symptoms for the next five to ten years?”

“No problem!” Greg Jensen readily agreed.

For him, Max Milton and his companion were like treasures that might be handy in the future, and it was better to keep them in his own hands.

Therefore, it didn’t matter if he actually had an antidote or not; even if he did, he wouldn’t give it to the other party.

Skilled business people were relatively easy to find, but individuals as adept at scamming and cheating as these two were indeed rare.

With their presence, they could likely exert a different kind of power when dealing with some tricky problems in the future.

This was also the reason why Greg Jensen, without any hesitation, fed each of them an Eight Forms Mirror Pill.

At that moment, he felt immensely fortunate, thankful that he had made enough Eight Forms Mirror Pills the second time; otherwise, it would have been problematic when he needed them.