268: Chapter 265 The Physical Body, Feed It to the Dogs

"Forced liquidation?!"

Dragon Overlord laughed out of extreme anger, as if he had heard the most absurd joke in the world.

He was at the Peak of the Late Body Integration Stage! He was only one step away from the Mahayana Stage!

"A mere group of copper-reeking merchants, so what if you spent money to hire Death Soldiers?

Death Soldiers are Death Soldiers after all. Without the foundation of the Great Dao or a Lifebound Treasure, how can you fight against this Sect Master?!"

Dragon Overlord thrust his hands upward, and the pale golden light of the Aotian Sect's Mountain Protecting Grand Array instantly surged, transforming into a golden dragon tens of thousands of feet long. It circled above the main Peak, letting out an earth-shaking roar at the fleet in the sky.

"Today, this Sect Master will let you know that it's the fist that has the final say!

I'll gladly accept these warships and Death Soldiers you've delivered to my doorstep!"

"Ignorant."

On the floating fortress, Money Abundant looked down at the desperately resisting Dragon Overlord, the fat on his face twitching mockingly.

"Do you think our Jiuzhou Chamber of Commerce stands tall in the Cultivation World solely because we have a lot of money?"

"The Great Proprietor said that if someone can be crushed to death with money, one should never waste effort."

"Fire."

With an order from Money Abundant.

In the sky, the muzzles of a hundred [Mystic Gold Giant Ships] lit up with blinding red light.

There was only the sound of Spirit Stones burning to the ultimate purity!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

Over a thousand destructive light pillars compressed from Top-Grade Spirit Stones poured down like a dense meteor shower, slamming fiercely into the Aotian Sect's Mountain Protecting Grand Array.

This wasn't a duel of techniques at all; it was naked capital suppression!

Each shot from the Divine Light Cannons was equivalent to the full-strength blow of a Middle Stage Integration Stage Cultivator.

A thousand shots fired at once was equivalent to a thousand Integration Stage Cultivators self-detonating simultaneously!

"Crack!"

The Mountain Protecting Grand Array that Dragon Overlord took pride in—claimed to be able to withstand a Mahayana Stage expert for half an hour—couldn't even last a single breath when it touched this torrent of Spirit Stones. It instantly became covered in cracks like a fragile eggshell.

"No! This is impossible!!"

Dragon Overlord's eyes were nearly bulging out. He frantically funneled spiritual power into the array's core, but it was all in vain.

"Bang!!!"

The grand array shattered with a boom, turning into a sky full of golden light specks.

However, the attack did not stop.

The thirty Death Soldiers wearing Faceless Masks moved.

Each of them pulled a thick stack of Talismans from their robes, emitting a terrifying aura of destruction.

[Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Talisman]!

These were strategic-grade Talismans that were priceless on the market, each worth a million High-Grade Spirit Stones!

These thirty people each held at least a hundred in their hands!

"Scatter the wealth."

Money Abundant spoke those two words indifferently.

Like rain, the thirty Death Soldiers threw the Talismans in their hands toward the various main Peaks of the Aotian Sect as if they cost nothing.

"Rumble!!"

The entire Aotian Mountain Range was instantly submerged in an endless sea of thunder.

Peaks collapsed, halls shattered, and the Elders and Disciples of the Aotian Sect didn't even have time to scream before they were turned to ash in this thunderous purgatory built with money.

Dragon Overlord, scorched all over and his hair disheveled, rushed out of the sea of thunder.

His Late Body Integration Peak Physical Body was now in tatters, and his eyes were full of despair and madness.

"Jiuzhou Chamber of Commerce!!! This Sect Master will fight you to the death!!!"

Roaring, he sacrificed that damaged Loose Immortal Jade Slip, intending to take everyone down with him.

However.

A chubby hand pierced through the void without warning and grabbed him by the neck.

Money Abundant had appeared before him at some unknown time, his Maitreya Buddha-like smiling face now appearing incredibly sinister.

"Sect Master Dragon, your assets have been liquidated; you are insolvent."

Money Abundant applied slight pressure with his fingers, and a strange sealing power instantly locked Dragon Overlord's Dantian and Primordial Spirit.

"According to the contract, you now belong to the Great Proprietor."

"Crack."

Dragon Overlord's limbs were snapped cleanly by Money Abundant, who held him like a dead chicken.

From the start of the firing to the end, it took exactly the time for an incense stick to burn.

The Aotian Sect, with its thousands of years of Legacy, didn't even make a splash before the power of capital; it was completely wiped off the map of the Cultivation World.

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Tianzhou City, Luoxian Pavilion Square.

Only half an hour had passed.

"Buzz."

The ripple of a spatial portal lit up above the square.

Money Abundant's round figure stepped out, still carrying a blood-covered human log whose limbs hung limply.

"Thud."

Money Abundant threw Dragon Overlord at Gu Qiuyue's feet like trash, then knelt respectfully, holding up a storage ring filled with loot and the Jade Slip left by the Loose Immortal.

"Reporting to the Great Proprietor, the forced liquidation of the Aotian Sect is complete. Not a single person escaped.

This is the inventory of their treasury, along with Dragon Overlord himself. Please accept them, Great Proprietor."

The entire scene was deathly silent.

A deathly silence, with only the sound of the wind blowing across the White Jade Square.

The brothers Long Aotian and Long Zhantian looked at the miserable human log on the ground who couldn't even scream; their eyes rolled back, and they fainted from fright.

That was their father!

A peerless powerhouse at the Peak of the Late Body Integration Stage!

Just like that... he was thrown here like a dead dog?!

The surrounding Cultivators' gazes toward Gu Qiuyue were no longer filled with awe, but with deep terror.

Wiping out a major Sect in half an hour!

This female God of Wealth was not only rich; the blade in her hand was sharper than any demonic Cultivator's!

"Well done."

Gu Qiuyue didn't even spare a glance at Dragon Overlord on the ground. She just casually took the storage ring, scanned it with her Divine Sense, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Extract the Divine Souls of these three wastes and light them up as welcoming lamps at the entrance of Luoxian Pavilion.

As for their physical bodies, feed them to the dogs."

A casual sentence decided their final fate.

After dealing with this trash, Gu Qiuyue turned to face Su Lin.

At that moment, the coldness and dominance of a capital tycoon disappeared completely. As if performing a Sichuan opera face-change, she put on a smile that was gentle as water and even carried a hint of bashfulness.

Her golden eyes were shimmering. She bowed slightly, her voice sickeningly sweet:

"Revered Master, the eyesore flies have all been cleared away."

"Now, the air in Tianzhou City is much fresher."

She stepped forward and naturally took Su Lin's right arm, her startling fullness intentionally or unintentionally brushing against his arm.

"Revered Master, shall we go upstairs? This Disciple has prepared the finest spiritual tea for you in the Emperors Pavilion on the top floor. You were just disturbed, so it's the perfect time to rest."

Su Lin looked at his Sixth Disciple, who could stir up clouds and rain with a flip of her hand and kill without blinking, yet was now hanging onto him like a little girl seeking praise, feeling a sense of helplessness.

This girl is also quite a handful.

"Let's go." Su Lin nodded. He really didn't want to be watched like a monkey in public.

However, just as Su Lin took half a step, a startling chill came from his left arm.

Mu Qingxue had silently pressed up against him at some point.

Her white clothes were whiter than snow, and her temperament was as cold as a banished immortal's, but the hands tightly hugging Su Lin's left arm were surprisingly strong, as if she wanted to weld his arm to herself.

"Sixth Senior Sister."

Mu Qingxue didn't look at Gu Qiuyue; her pale blue eyes stared straight ahead, but her voice was freezing cold.

"The hem of Revered Master's robe was tainted by the turbid Qi of those pieces of trash just now. It's dirty."

Saying this, she reached out her jade-like, flawless hand and lightly brushed over Su Lin's shoulder.

An extremely subtle, bone-deep, extremely cold spiritual power flowed from her fingertips, instantly freezing the dust and turbid Qi on Su Lin that didn't actually exist.

After doing all this, Mu Qingxue finally turned her head slightly and glanced at Gu Qiuyue out of the corner of her eye, her tone carrying unconcealed provocation:

"Revered Master is such a noble person. Although Sixth Senior Sister's Tianzhou City is prosperous, it is ultimately a field of fame and fortune filled with the stench of copper and blood."

"Every moment Revered Master stays here is a pollution of Revered Master's Dao Heart."

Hearing this, the sweet smile on Gu Qiuyue's face stiffened slightly.

Her hand clutching Su Lin's right arm involuntarily tightened.

You really are something, Mu Old Seven!

Usually, you pretend to be an iceberg with no desires, but in front of Revered Master, your 'green tea' level is even higher than Third Senior Sister Chu Weiwei's!

What do you mean by 'tainted by turbid Qi'? What do you mean by 'stench of copper'?

This is clearly implying that she, Gu Qiuyue, is a vulgar person unworthy of Revered Master!

"Oh, Seventh Junior Sister, you are mistaken."

Gu Qiuyue was a veteran of the business world after all, with excellent emotional management. Instead of lashing out, she smiled even more radiantly.

She leaned over slightly across Su Lin's chest, looking directly into Mu Qingxue's cold face, her tone carrying the tolerance and guidance of an Elder sister.

"This Vast World of Mortals is originally a place for cultivating the heart.

If one only knows how to hide in deep mountains and old forests away from the sun, then what kind of Dao are they cultivating?"

If Seventh Junior Sister feels that Tianzhou City is dirty, she can go back and freeze by herself.

"You!"

"I didn't take your money; I only protect Revered Master."

Mu Qingxue bit her lower lip hard, her left hand hugging even tighter; that stubbornness was truly a headache.

"If you feel you've lost out, I can use the Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow from the Far North Ice Field to pay you back those ten million Spirit Stones.

But Revered Master... I will never yield!"

"Pay me back? Seventh Junior Sister, do you think my Jiuzhou Chamber of Commerce is lacking your little pieces of ice?"

Gu Qiuyue sneered, and the strength in her right hand also increased.

For a moment, Su Lin was caught between two completely different massive forces: fire and ice, gold and white.

On the left was a cold-as-frost, bone-freezing obsession.

On the right was an ostentatious, fire-like passionate possession.

"Pulling and tugging in public, where are your manners? Do you still care about your Revered Master's face?"

Hearing that Su Lin was truly getting a bit angry, the two women reluctantly loosened their grip slightly, but still pressed against him on either side like two sulky door gods.

"Revered Master, please don't be angry; this Disciple was inconsiderate."

Gu Qiuyue changed her expression instantly, putting on a well-behaved look. "We'll go upstairs right now. The Emperors Pavilion is absolutely quiet; no one will dare disturb us."

Su Lin helplessly sighed.

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As the heavy Golden Silk Nanmu door carved with nine dragons playing with a pearl slowly closed, all the noise from the outside world was completely cut off.

This place truly lived up to its reputation as the top money-burning hole in Tianzhou City.

The entire Emperors Pavilion covered a vast area and was arranged like a fairyland on earth.

The floor was covered with a cloud-soft Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox fur rug, and the walls were embedded with fist-sized Deep Sea Night Pearls that emitted a soft glow.

In the center of the hall was a huge soft couch carved from a single piece of warm jade.

"Revered Master, please sit."

Gu Qiuyue attentively led Su Lin to sit on the soft couch.

Once they entered this private space, what little reserve Gu Qiuyue had left was completely thrown to the winds.

She walked naturally to Su Lin and actually knelt on the soft fox fur rug.

"Qiuyue, what are you doing?"

Su Lin was startled and subconsciously wanted to pull back.

"Revered Master, don't move. This Disciple will serve you by taking off your shoes."

Gu Qiuyue looked up, her stunningly beautiful face wearing a sweet and submissive smile, her eyes shimmering with seductive charm.

She reached out those delicate hands that usually flicked abacus beads but were now incredibly white and soft, gently grasping Su Lin's ankle.

The warm sensation through his shoes and socks made Su Lin's body stiffen slightly.

"Your shoes have been tainted by the turbid Qi of the mortal world. How can Revered Master's precious body bring them onto the couch?"

Gu Qiuyue's movements were gentle and slow, her fingertips intentionally or unintentionally brushing against Su Lin's calf.

At that moment, a cold hand suddenly grabbed Gu Qiuyue's wrist.

Mu Qingxue had stood by Su Lin's side at some unknown time.

Mu Qingxue coldly brushed away Gu Qiuyue's hand and bent down herself, kneeling on Su Lin's other side.

"Revered Master, Qingxue will wash your feet."

Before she finished speaking, a ball of crystal-clear, ice-blue water emitting extremely pure Spiritual Qi actually condensed out of thin air in Mu Qingxue's hand.

"This [Tianshan Ice Soul Divine Water] is a thing of ultimate purity, best for washing away fatigue."

She turned the divine water into a thin film over her palms and then held Su Lin's other foot in both hands.

Cold! Bone-chillingly cold!

But the moment this coldness touched Su Lin's skin, it turned into a strange sense of refreshment, flowing through the Meridians of his soles straight to his Dantian.

"Seventh Junior Sister, are you intentionally trying to make things difficult for me?!"

"Sixth Senior Sister's warm jade is too sickly sweet and carries the stench of calculating copper, which can easily cause Revered Master's heart-fire to flare up."

Mu Qingxue's voice was as cold as clinking ice, every word piercing the heart.

"I am helping Revered Master cool down. Moreover..."

She looked up slightly, her pale blue eyes staring directly at Gu Qiuyue without yielding.

"You spend your money, I fulfill my filial duty.

There is no conflict."

"You call this fulfilling filial duty?!"

Gu Qiuyue laughed out of anger and simply stopped pretending to be a lady.

She rolled up her priceless purple-gold sleeves and pressed down with both hands, a wave of warm and pure Mahayana Stage power directly covering Su Lin's left leg.

"Fine, since Seventh Junior Sister insists on comparing whose technique is better, let's see who's truly superior!"