488: Chapter 488 I used the ancestor as a shield, and my teammates imagined an incredibly powerful backer!

This question was like an invisible fuse, instantly igniting the curiosity of everyone in the private room.

In an instant, eight gazes, like searchlights, were simultaneously welded onto Su Chen's body.

While they were eating, survival instinct had overwhelmed their reason.

Now that they were full and satisfied, their hearts, which had been shocked almost to a standstill, desperately needed a rational explanation.

Su Chen set down his jade chopsticks.

He didn't pick up his tea, but instead extended a slender finger and lightly tapped the warm wall of the cup, producing a crisp, faint sound.

Thud.

The sound wasn't loud, yet it caused everyone's heartbeats to skip a beat.

He was in no hurry to answer.

On that excessively handsome face, not even a single ripple could be found.

His eyes were as calm as a bottomless ancient well, reflecting the shocked, expectant, or confused faces of the crowd without leaving the slightest trace.

It was as if 'casually pulling out tens of thousands of Immortal Stones' was as trivial to him as a Mortal pulling a few copper coins from their pocket.

Silence is the best amplifier of prestige.

After a full three breaths, just as Qian Duoduo was about to suffer internal injuries from the pressure, Su Chen finally spoke.

His voice was flat, without a single fluctuation.

"An Old Ancestor in my Family was afraid I'd be mistreated here, so he casually stuffed them into my hands."

A single sentence.

He didn't even bother to clarify which Old Ancestor was the subject.

Su Chen shifted the blame cleanly and effortlessly.

Upon hearing this, everyone first froze collectively.

Immediately after, a complex expression mixed with 'so that's how it is' and 'as expected' surfaced on everyone's faces.

It felt like a lifelong mathematical problem had suddenly been answered with the simplest and most direct 'This is the principle of the Heavenly Dao.'

Though they still didn't understand, they just felt... it made so much sense!

They knew it!

How could Su Chen, a mere Great Saint Realm, be so calm in a den of dragons and tigers like the Immortal Realm?

How could he sit so steadily even when they couldn't afford a meal?

The person standing behind him is a god!

And a supreme powerhouse who could predict the rules of the Immortal Realm in advance and casually give out millions of Immortal Stones as 'pocket money'!

'Old Ancestor', 'casually stuffed'... these words echoed wildly in everyone's minds, making their Divine Souls buzz.

Jian Buping's gaze completely changed.

He had always thought he was following a peer Prodigy of unfathomable strength.

Now he understood.

He was following a mobile, bottomless mountain of a backer!

The monk Monk Jiese pressed his palms together, his piety more sincere than ever before.

"Amitabha, Amitabha."

"Benefactor Su, does your Old Ancestor still need a monk to sweep the courtyard? This Poor Monk doesn't know much else, but I have great strength and my chanting is loud!"

His words were sincere now, without a hint of exaggeration.

Qian Duoduo, meanwhile, stole a glance at Su Chen.

White robes like snow, a profile like a painting, and that natural composure in every gesture...

[I can't take it, I can't take it...]

[In the future, whoever dares to be disrespectful to the Boss, I, Qian Duoduo, will be the first to crush them to death with Immortal Stones!]

Su Chen felt their gazes—filled with their own imaginings, thinking him more and more profound—and his heart remained unruffled; he even felt like laughing.

[Excellent, the blame has been shifted, and the persona is maintained.]

[Now... it's time to do some real business.]

He ignored the crowd's chatter.

Alone, he picked up the long-cooled cup of tea and strolled over to the window to sit down.

Outside the window, Immortal Qi surged like a sea of clouds, and the setting sun gilded the floating immortal mountains on the horizon with a magnificent golden edge.

The scenery was superb.

But Su Chen's gaze did not linger on the scenery.

His hand reached into his Storage Ring.

His fingertips touched a familiar, rough texture in an unremarkable corner.

He pulled something out.

That utterly ordinary-looking beast-skin booklet with a somewhat worn cover.

The diary, his old partner.

Su Chen stared at the blank pages of the diary, his fingers slowly stroking the rough beast skin.

In his heart, he was ultimately uncertain.

[System, oh System, my one and only System.]

[When you were in the Lower Realm, you were stingy, but at least the Spirit Stones you gave were spendable.]

[Now that the version has updated and the map has changed, don't you dare drop the ball on me!]

[The way these people behind me are looking at me now is like they're looking at their own parents, but they don't know that their 'parent' is also panicking big time!]

[These guys aren't teammates; they're human-shaped money shredders!]

[And I am their only hope, their only money-printing machine.]

[Pressure, you understand? The pressure is all on me now!]

Su Chen exhaled a breath of turbid air and picked up a pen.

The tip of the pen hovered over the blank page, trembling slightly.

He had to try.

In this Immortal Realm, if he wrote a di... no, a survival report, what would the System give him?

Would it continue to give a bunch of useless glass shards (Spirit Stones)?

Or... could it give some real hard currency (Immortal Stones)?

If the System still acted like a decent human being, then he could continue to play this unfathomable Young Master Su.

If the System didn't act like a human...

Su Chen's gaze hardened for a moment.

Then he would have no choice but to... take Wang Baobao and live off some wealthy Family.

Regardless, this was his first time 'shearing the sheep' in the Immortal Realm.

It was also the crucial stroke that would decide the future fate of their 'Ascension Refugee Group.'

The pen tip fell heavily.

Ink marks slowly spread across the old beast-skin page.

Su Chen began to write his first diary entry concerning life and death since his Ascension to the Immortal Realm.