56: The Divine Child slammed the table: Money isn't everything? That's because you don't have enough money!

"A civilized man's way of resolving things?"

The muscles on Wang Teng's face twitched, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

He was first stunned, then a near-spasmodic fit of wild laughter burst from his chest.

"Hahahaha! Civilization? In this world where lives are cheaper than grass and the strong rule supreme, you're talking to me about civilization?"

Like a beast that had grasped at a life-saving straw, he became utterly convinced that Su Chen was all bark and no bite, simply not daring to make a move himself!

His courage, or rather his stupidity, instantly swelled to its peak.

"Let me tell you, Su Chen!"

Wang Teng took a step forward, spittle flying as he struck an arrogant pose at its absolute extreme.

"Today, if you can't walk out of this door on your own two feet, relying on your own ability, you're a complete and utter coward! Trash!"

He raved wildly, trying to use the most primitive verbal violence to force Su Chen into the dead end he had predetermined.

Inside and outside the Drunken Immortal Tower, countless Divine Thoughts were drawn taut.

Everyone wanted to see how this enigmatic and unpredictable Divine Son of the Su Family would respond.

Was he really going to fight fair and square?

A Third Heaven Saint versus a Fifth Heaven Saint was no different from an egg striking a rock.

However, Su Chen turned a deaf ear to Wang Teng's roars.

Under the gaze of the multitudes, he merely made a move that caused everyone's thoughts to grind to a halt.

From his Storage Ring, he leisurely pulled out a... massive, seemingly ordinary, even patched-up, burlap sack.

Then, as if afraid of dirtying his hands, he casually turned the sack upside down and gave it a light shake.

"Clatterclatterclatter—"

That wasn't the sound of stones colliding.

It was the sound of wealth, the sound of desire, a sound that could make a Saint's Dao Heart crumble!

Countless crystalline shards, swirling with dazzling divine light and containing Spiritual Qi of the purest extreme, poured out of the sack like a golden waterfall.

High-Grade Spirit Stones!

They were all fucking High-Grade Spirit Stones!

In an instant, the entire private room was enveloped in a thick, honey-like golden mist of Spiritual Qi. Just taking a single breath made one feel their cultivation Bottleneck loosening!

Everyone was dumbfounded.

What was he doing?

Using money to smash someone?

But aside from burning it, this stuff had no offensive power at all!

Su Chen, utterly bored, nudged the pile of Spirit Stones by his feet that was already nearly ankle-high with the tip of his shoe. Only then did he lift his eyelids, lazily sweeping a look that seemed to regard Wang Teng as mentally deficient.

"See this? Money."

His tone was as flat as if he were saying "the pork is good today."

"I, personally, don't like getting physical."

Su Chen yawned.

"Too troublesome. Ruins the appetite."

"Let's play something simple."

He extended a finger and casually drew a circle in the air within the Spiritual Qi-filled private room.

"Today, whoever's money can cover this floor gets to eat here."

"Whoever loses jumps out that window themselves, rolls out of the Drunken Immortal Tower, and never lets me see them again."

Su Chen's voice slammed hard onto everyone's Divine Souls.

"So, do you dare to play?"

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"..."

"..."

Dead silence.

The entire Drunken Immortal Tower, and indeed the entire Celestial Capital that was spying on this place through various secret methods, fell into an eerie, deathly silence.

Everyone looked at Su Chen with an expression that suggested their worldview had just been completely rewritten.

Their brains had short-circuited.

Comparing who had more money?

Using Spirit Stones to pave the floor?

What kind of god-forsaken immortal duel was this?!

Having cultivated for millennia, they had seen contests of Divine Abilities, of Magic Treasures, of Physical Bodies... but a contest of who had more money, and in such a performance-art-like manner, was utterly unheard of, unseen before!

Just what was inside this Divine Son of the Su Family's head?!

Wang Teng was also completely dumbstruck.

He stared blankly at Su Chen, then at the pile of blindingly bright High-Grade Spirit Stones on the floor that made his Soul tremble. The expression on his face shifted from shock, to confusion, and finally morphed into an extreme, twisted ecstasy!

Hahahahaha!

He nearly laughed himself insane on the spot!

Comparing wealth?

His Wang Family of the Northern Region controlled the largest Spirit Stone vein in the north of the Profound Origin Continent! They were as rich as a kingdom! Who had they ever feared?!

This Su Chen was indeed a peerless waste whose brain had been crushed by the Great Dao!

Too scared to fight, he actually came up with this childish, laughable method to save face!

How was this a provocation?

This was clearly sticking his own face out, crying and begging to be slapped hard with a shoe sole!

"Good! Good! Good!"

Wang Teng roared three 'goods' in a row, afraid Su Chen would back out.

Pointing at Su Chen, his face showed undisguised mockery and absolute confidence in his victory.

"Su Chen! You asked for this!"

"Today, This Young Master will open your eyes to what true wealth and extravagance look like!"

"When you lose later, don't go crying and begging for your Great Saint maid to come clean up your mess!"

As his words fell, he too began frantically pulling Spirit Stones out of his own Storage Ring.

Clatter!

Clatter!

Countless Spirit Stones were dumped onto the floor like garbage, quickly piling up into a small mountain.

Although their quality was mixed, mostly Medium Grade and Low-Grade Spirit Stones, far inferior to Su Chen's, the quantity was truly astonishing.

Thus, a "wealth-comparing" contest destined to be recorded in the annals of the Profound Origin Continent's bizarre history, kicked off.

Outside the Drunken Immortal Tower, everyone was going crazy watching.

"Heavens! They... they're really paving the floor with Spirit Stones?"

"Too insane! This isn't comparing wealth, this is burning money!"

"Quick! Use a shadow recording stone to capture this! A once-in-a-millennium spectacle! Absolutely a once-in-a-millennium spectacle!"

Countless Cultivators summoned their Magic Treasures, aiming them at the Heaven Character Number One Room, ready to record this absurd and extravagant scene.

In an inconspicuous pavilion.

Liu Ruyan, in disguise, watched the two figures madly "scattering coins" on the light screen. The newly replaced candied hawthorn on her stick fell to the ground with a 'clatter'.

She was stunned for a full three seconds.

Then, a wave of uncontrollable, nearly maniacal, delicate laughter leaked from the depths of her throat.

"Giggle... giggle giggle giggle..."

She laughed until her body shook, laughed until her eyes were misty with tears, her whole person curled up in the chair as if she had heard the funniest joke since the creation of the world.

"Interesting... so interesting!"

"This Little Man... how can he be so amusing?!"

Liu Ruyan's eyes shone with a strange light, flickering with a morbid excitement and a thick, possessive desire.

"Giggle... using money to smash someone... only he could think of something like that!"

"Ten thousand times more fun than that fake who only knows fighting and killing! Ten thousand times!"

"This Mistress... is liking him more and more!"

She felt Su Chen was a peerless treasure that she simply couldn't get enough of!

She couldn't wait to see how this absurd farce would ultimately conclude.