178 Negotiating With Ma Clan Again (1/2)
That night, Cao Mao returned to the Ma Clan's inn and fell asleep.
In the Isolation Training Space, Cao Mao summoned the clone of Chang'e right away. For the sake of his concentration and seriousness, he set her strength at 1% first, so he could violate the clone to get a good feeling of her weaknesses and her anatomy.
With the strength difference, Cao Mao had fun turning the clone into a sex doll for an hour.
Once Cao Mao had warmed up, he was ready to fight tough battles. He set the strength of Chang'e to 200%.
The clone came out with a set scale armor, a trident, and a floating harp. All of them were sky-grade items.
However, the clone of Chang'e came in her true form. She didn't have human legs, but she had a long fishtail.
A mermaid
A flying mermaid
A beautiful flying mermaid!
”Dafuq!? That girl is a mermaid!?”
The clone opened her mouth and began singing. Her floating harp also played itself, unleashing more sound techniques.
Cao Mao's body became stiff. The power of the sound spell was stronger than what he had experienced in the brothel. Moreover, his eardrum ruptured and bled.
Losing his sense of hearing and body balance, Cao Mao's face grimaced. Yet, he grinned.
'That's more like it! Your abilities will be mine!'
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Morning of the next day
After Cao Mao woke up, he immediately warmed up his throat and vocal cord by singing a different note, testing his singing skill.
”Hee-”
”Heee—”
”Heeee---”
”HEEEEEEEE----!”
The voice cracked and sounded out of tones. It sounded like a squealing pig when it was giving birth to a cow. Even a mirror in his room cracked as it couldn't stand the horrible sound frequency.
”Hmm. My voice should be comparable to K-Pop stars by now.”
Cao Mao rubbed his chin and grinned, feeling confident with his voice.
Ding
\u003cYour Sponsor and several Dao Gods have begged you. Stop singing, please. It hurts.\u003e
\u003cIf you sing again without a reason, Your Sponsor will kill you.\u003e
”…”
TATATATA
BOOM
Not only couldn't the system stand the terrible sound pollution, but Ma Xingjuan and Pang Lingming ran upstairs and barged into Cao Mao's room with a giant ax, planning to end the source of the terrible noise. Their eyes were bloodshot, and their expressions were scary.
”YOUNG MASTER MAO! DID A MONSTER PIG GET TO YOUR ROOM!?”
”I HEARD THE CRY OF A BANSHEE! DID A GHOST APPEAR IN YOUR ROOM!?”
Cao Mao's eyes turned into two small dots while his mouth became one single horizontal line. With a pokerface, he feinted ignorance.
”A pig's ghost appeared just now. I already killed it.”
After Ma Xingjuan left, Pang Lingming smiled at Cao Mao, ”Young man, I have a few questions.”
”Yes?”
”Do you belong to any clan?”
Cao Mao paused to think. Technically, he was the Cao Clan's lord since he was the founder. But since his clan wasn't well-known or formally established yet, there was no point announcing it to the world to get noticed.
Still, Cao Mao had told the Qiang Clan that he belonged to a vampire clan. It would be bad if the stories didn't match.
”Yes.”
”I see. Which clan?”
”Ah, that. I can't tell. But I can say that we also want the imperial clan destroyed.”
Cao Mao couldn't afford to say the same thing that he did with the Qiang Clan - being a vampire. He chose to keep this a secret for now since the protagonist's clan used to be the enemies of all demons.
Pang Lingming was taken aback. He sighed in regret, ”So, you already have a clan.”
”Yeah.”
”Then, what is your purpose in this city?” Pang Lingming's stance changed. His tone became hostile, and his expression was no longer friendly.
Cao Mao repeated his old story, ”Find allies and ruin the Liu Clan.”
”…”
Pang Lingming recalled the detail of Cao Mao's commission. Indeed, it involved harming the Liu Clan's reputation.
The veteran elder backed down, ”I see. My apologies for intruding on your privacy.”
”No harm's done. Well, can I get some rest?”
Pang Lingming contemplated for a moment before he decided to be more direct, ”My lord, Ma Ping, has invited you to visit him again today. He has a request for you.”
”Oh? Sure.”
Cao Mao changed his clothes and followed Pang Lingming to the Ma Clan's resident. Judging by the previous questions that this bartender had asked him, Cao Mao could guess what Ma Ping was planning to do.