271: Chapter 271 Benefactor Lu, why are you bringing up money again?

Damn rich people!

The Sect alone has five hundred and sixty million Spirit Stones!

These Spirit Stones are enough to last several lifetimes!

Great Elder Feng Xuan's expression instantly changed drastically, his back turned cold, and cold sweat burst from his forehead, dripping 'pitter-patter!' down his cheeks onto the golden-threaded nanmu floor, splashing into small puddles.

'Could it be that the God Emperor already knew exactly how many Spirit Stones the Demon Wind Sect had left?

Impossible, right?

'I didn't embezzle that much... could the God Emperor have found out?'

'God Emperor, I remembered incorrectly. It should be over eight hundred million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones...'

'Eight hundred million Spirit Stones!?'

Jiang Lan's pupils contracted violently, his eyes bulging as if they were about to pop out!

Great Elder Feng Xuan prostrated on the ground, trembling violently. Cold sweat fell like Qingming Festival rain, pattering down onto the golden-threaded nanmu floor.

'God Emperor, I remembered incorrectly, it should be...'

...

The time it takes an incense stick to burn later!

'God Emperor, there really are only 1.2 billion Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!'

'1.2 billion Spirit Stones!?'

'Yes, God Emperor, that's really all there is.'

'Summon people now and have them bring all of them before This Divine Emperor in the main hall!'

'God Emperor, this is all the Spirit Stones of the Demon Wind Sect...'

'Correct! This Divine Emperor wants all of them, not a single one left!'

Hearing this, Great Elder Feng Xuan felt a sweet taste in his throat, spat out a mouthful of blood, twitched twice, rolled his eyes back, and completely lost consciousness!

...

In a top-tier private room at the high-end private club 'Starlight Heavenly Palace' in the suburbs of Jiangzhou City, a young master in a suit, smoking a cigar, with a Young Maiden in each arm, sat on a leather sofa with his legs crossed, discussing a deal with a monk seated opposite him.

The Young Maidens' body fragrance mingled with the scent of cigar smoke, filling the entire private room.

A Young Maiden in a white cheongsam, revealing her slender, beautiful legs, bent over, presenting her shapely rear, and took out a cigar.

*Snip!*

She clipped off the cap, placed it between her rose-like lips, gave a gentle bite. The plump cigar tip was instantly slightly flattened, imprinted with a rose-red lipstick mark and a faint trace of her lip fragrance.

*Scratch!*

A match struck against the dark brown phosphorus surface, igniting a small flame. The unique scent of burning wood resin from the match instantly permeated the entire private room.

The Young Maiden in the white cheongsam, tilting her exquisitely beautiful profile, gently held the cigar over the flame and took a few puffs.

Then, she handed the cigar—bearing her lip imprint, emitting a faint lip fragrance, and slightly flattened from her bite—to the young master with the slicked-back hair beside her.

The slicked-back-haired young master closed his eyes, inhaled the cigar with a look of intoxication, and blew a few smoke rings towards the two pink, plump peaks on the chest of the Young Maiden in the white cheongsam.

Then, he vigorously kneaded the shapely rear of the Young Maiden in the white cheongsam, flipped her over, and pressed her down beneath him, beginning to ravage her fiercely!

'Young Master Lu, wait until we're in the private room, then you can ravage me fiercely!

There are still people here~'

The face of the Young Maiden in the white cheongsam was instantly covered with the unique blush of a girl experiencing first love. Shyly, she buried her exquisitely beautiful face into the chest of the slicked-back-haired young master.

'Amitabha. The Buddha aids those with destiny. Benefactor, do not be impatient. After we conclude our business, we shall properly aid these women. How about that?'

A monk with a face radiant with Buddha's light, draped in a red kasaya, was seen. With one hand, he rotated a string of vermilion prayer beads; with the other, he held it upright before his chest, giving a slight bow and performing a Buddhist salute towards the slicked-back-haired young master.

*Rip!*

The sound of a cheongsam being torn open suddenly rang out. The slicked-back-haired young master kissed and ravaged the Young Maiden in the white cheongsam fiercely a few times, sat up, combed back the hair covering half his face with his hand, raised an eyebrow, and looked at the monk.

'Master Qing Yi, how is the equipment collection going?

Tomorrow, the Central Province Dynasty will exterminate the Taixu Realm. We need to seize the chance to find a Shu Mountain Disciple for revenge. If...'

That's right!

The slicked-back-haired young master in the suit was none other than Su Yutong's rich second-generation boyfriend, Lu Jingming.

The monk with a face radiant with Buddha's light, draped in a red kasaya, was precisely the abbot of the Green Lamp Temple, Monk Qing Yi.

*Smack!*

A crisp impact sound suddenly exploded. Monk Qing Yi pulled a phone from his sleeve and slammed it fiercely onto the small rosewood table in the private room!

'Amitabha! Benefactor Lu, please look!'

'Tsk~ Just tell me directly what equipment you received, why the... Holy shit!?

Supreme Grade!?'

Lu Jingming's pupils contracted violently, his eyes bulging. Reflected in his dark brown pupils was a flaming battle robe armor. His body began to tremble slightly!

Name: fire dragon armor

Quality: Qi Refining Stage Supreme Grade

Attribute: Channel fire Spiritual Qi into the fire dragon armor to Summon Fire Dragon for protection. As long as the Spiritual Qi is not exhausted, the fire dragon will not perish!

This piece of equipment is too Heaven-Defying! It can use fire Spiritual Qi to summon a hundred-zhang fire dragon to assist in battle—it can attack, retreat, and defend. As long as the fire Spiritual Qi is sufficient, that fire dragon is an indestructible body, an invincible existence!

'Benefactor Lu?'

'Uh... Master Qing Yi, how much are you selling this piece of equipment for?'

'Benefactor Lu, look at you, why are you mentioning money again? Mentioning money would be blasphemy against the Buddha.'

'Master, please don't blame me. I got so excited I forgot all the rules. Then, Master, how many furnaces of incense offerings does this piece of equipment require?'

'Two furnaces!'

Tsk~

Lu Jingming drew in a sharp breath. This piece of equipment actually costs 200 million!?

Even for a rich second-generation heir like him from the Lu Family, 200 million was an astronomical figure!

One must know, the total market value of their Lu Family Group was only a little over 2 billion!

Fortunately, he wasn't paying for it himself. For the Gu Family's eldest young master, Gu Chengzong, 200 million was just the cost of taking a private luxury yacht, bringing along dozens of popular female stars, and going to the high seas to indulge and ravage them for a week.

*Ding!*

Accompanied by a crisp metallic chime, a text message notification for 200 million received began flashing on Monk Qing Yi's phone screen!

Monk Qing Yi's body trembled slightly. An almost imperceptible upward curve tugged at the corner of his mouth. The vermilion prayer beads rotating 'clack! clack!' in his hand unconsciously sped up a bit!

'The Buddha aids those with destiny. Benefactor Lu, there are matters at the Green Lamp Temple. This humble monk shall take his leave first...'

'Master Qing Yi, we have over a thousand Cultivators. You only have this one piece of equipment? That's definitely...'

'Benefactor Lu, the Buddha aids those with destiny. This one piece of equipment is enough to aid one benefactor. As for the other benefactors, their Buddhist destiny has not yet arrived. This humble monk is powerless to help. Benefactor Lu, farewell!'

Monk Qing Yi stood up. With one hand, he rotated his prayer beads 'clack! clack!', and with the other, he held a single palm upright before his chest, adopting the demeanor of an enlightened high monk, and slowly walked towards the door.

'Sigh~'

Lu Jingming's face darkened, and he shook his head.

'There's still 800 million left. Where am I supposed to go to collect equipment?'

'Benefactor Lu, how much did you say?'

'Holy shit! Master, didn't you leave? Why are you back again!?'