39: Chapter 39 Fellow Daoist Luo, do you need a son?

Someone from the Mandarin Duck Pavilion is coming too?

Who could it be?

Could it be Mother?

Su Xin’s thoughts immediately began to waver.

Tightening his grip on the space ring Shopkeeper Mo had given him, the sharp edges pricked his palm, jolting Su Xin back to his senses.

Blood stained the space ring, and with a flash of light, the space ring acknowledged its master.

As his Divine Sense probed inside, the vast, empty space within made Su Xin’s heart tremble.

He hadn't even been qualified to touch such a thing before, and now, it was delivered right into his hands?

Shopkeeper Mo’s smiling voice broke through Su Xin’s internal monologue, "Nephew, are you satisfied with the size of this space?"

Su Xin composed himself. "I am satisfied. Thank you, Uncle Mo."

Shopkeeper Mo’s expression stiffened for a moment before softening when he heard the word "Uncle." "What's there to thank? Go quickly and see if it can hold a month’s worth of your pocket money, haha..."

Su Xin’s eyes flickered as he glanced at his father.

Luo Yunkai nodded slowly.

Su Xin immediately ran toward his cultivation room.

The door to the cultivation room opened, revealing eight hundred thousand glittering Spirit Stones piled on the floor.

With a wave of Su Xin’s hand, the Spirit Stones were swept into the space ring, which still had plenty of room left.

Suppressing his racing heart, Su Xin returned to Luo Yunkai’s side.

Without a word, Luo Yunkai produced another two hundred thousand Spirit Stones.

"Father!" Su Xin exclaimed in surprise.

Luo Yunkai said with a smile, "Since Father has given his word, then not a single Spirit Stone can be missing. Take them."

Su Xin could only store them in his space ring.

Luo Yunkai then looked at Xiao Tian. Seeing that his space ring had not yet acknowledged its master, he simply reached out.

Xiao Tian didn't ask why and proactively handed the space ring to his father.

Luo Yunkai transferred one million Spirit Stones from his system space into the space ring, then used spiritual energy to send the ring back to Xiao Tian.

Since the space ring had not yet acknowledged a master, it could be checked at will with Divine Sense. Both Shopkeeper Mo and Di Yuzong clearly saw the million Spirit Stones inside.

Shopkeeper Mo’s eyes flickered. He was likely wondering if Luo Yunkai’s talk of a million Spirit Stones a month was just a ruse to temporarily stabilize him, or if he could truly afford it.

Di Yuzong didn't think that far ahead. Recalling Fatty Mo’s earlier comment about "seeing if it can hold a month’s worth of pocket money," he gasped.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, you give them a million Spirit Stones a month as pocket money?"

Luo Yunkai replied nonchalantly, "Yes, why? Is there a problem?"

Di Yuzong took deep breaths.

He actually asked if there was a problem?

There was a huge problem!

Di Yuzong suddenly appeared a step away from Luo Yunkai. This abrupt and sudden movement startled everyone present.

Luo Yunkai even gripped the newly acquired Nascent Soul Attack Talisman in his hand.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, I wonder if you’re still lacking a son? What do you think of me?" Di Yuzong sincerely recommended himself.

Luo Yunkai: "..."

Xiao Tian: "..."

Su Xin: "..."

Shopkeeper Mo burst out laughing. "Di Yuzong, only you could be this shameless."

Di Yuzong didn't care. "Fatty Mo, stay out of this!"

Luo Yunkai twitched his lips awkwardly and took a step back. "Captain Di, this joke isn't funny."

Di Yuzong didn't give up. "Well, look, is it possible we're long-lost father and son? See, these two were also found by you halfway, right? Maybe I..."

"Di Yuzong, have some dignity! Fellow Daoist Luo’s bone age is seventy-six, while yours is ninety-two. No matter how you look at it, he couldn't have fathered a son sixteen years older than himself."

Di Yuzong thought about it and realized it was true.

He blamed Luo Yunkai’s weathered face and his own handsome face, which had instinctively made him think Luo Yunkai was the older one.

"Cough, then Fellow Daoist Luo, do you lack a father? Um, are you filial to your father? The kind of filial piety that involves giving a million Spirit Stones a month?"

Luo Yunkai’s silence was deafening.

Shopkeeper Mo laughed so hard he slapped his belly, the "thump-thump" sounding like a rhythmic drumbeat.

Di Yuzong finally realized how absurd his words were amidst Luo Yunkai’s silence and Fatty Mo’s laughter.

"Cough, Fellow Daoist Luo, I just like to joke around. You don't mind, do you?"

Luo Yunkai tugged at his beard, his chin aching.

Did he dare to mind?

"I don't mind."

"Well, although I’m not a filial son who can be given a million in pocket money, I can be hired as a guard for a million a month."

Di Yuzong’s feet moved, and Luo Yunkai felt a blur before his eyes as Di Yuzong vanished.

While he was wondering, Di Yuzong’s voice came from behind him, "I can be your guard!"

Good heavens, he had already started the job and had quite naturally taken his place behind his employer.

Seeing this, Luo Yunkai asked hesitantly, "Should the hiring fee be paid in advance, or..."

"In advance!"

"Afterward!"

Two voices spoke one after another, coming from Di Yuzong and Shopkeeper Mo respectively.

Shopkeeper Mo chuckled. "Fellow Daoist Luo, don't listen to him. Hiring fees should be paid afterward. He needs to be constantly mindful of your safety. If you pay in advance, Captain Di might slack off."

Luo Yunkai thought that made sense.

But making a Golden Core True Lord a guard and then making him unhappy was not the act of a wise man.

Luo Yunkai thought for a moment and took out five hundred thousand Spirit Stones.

"Captain Di, how about this? I’ll pay half the hiring fee in advance, and the other half will be paid in full on the last day of the month. What do you think?"

Di Yuzong readily took the Spirit Stones. "Deal!"

Then he shut his mouth and stood behind Luo Yunkai, holding his long saber as if he really were an ordinary guard.

The speed at which he entered the role left Luo Yunkai speechless with admiration.

Seeing his surprise, Shopkeeper Mo smiled and said, "The Market Guards already take on various escort jobs. They’ve long been used to acting as guards."

Luo Yunkai nodded, thinking of the flying boat guards from the Cloud Carriage Service.

Seeing that Luo Yunkai seemed to be relaxing, Shopkeeper Mo reminded him, "But don't trust them too much."

Despite being bad-mouthed to his face, Di Yuzong didn't even lift an eyelid.

Luo Yunkai, however, was startled by what he heard.

"The rule of the Market Guards is to follow the Spirit Stones. Even if you hire them, if those who want to move against you can offer more than you paid, they will turn on you."

Luo Yunkai smiled. "Compete with Spirit Stones? Then I’m not particularly worried."

Only then did Di Yuzong’s eyes move slightly, gazing at Luo Yunkai’s back with a dark and profound look.

Shopkeeper Mo smiled. He had heard many such confident words before.

Most of those people were now dead.

"Do you still need the Formation Plates, Fellow Daoist Luo?"

Luo Yunkai said decisively, "Yes!"

Shopkeeper Mo looked at Luo Yunkai in surprise and repeated, "You do?"

Luo Yunkai nodded with certainty.

Nothing compared to being strong oneself.

His cultivation couldn't be raised in a short time, but he could strengthen himself in other ways.

Formation Plates were perfect!

Shopkeeper Mo looked at Luo Yunkai strangely, then at Di Yuzong behind him.

Was what he had just said not clear enough?

Luo Yunkai’s expression remained unchanged. "Shopkeeper Mo, I want three sets each of defensive, attack, and Barrier Formation Plates."

"Level Three Formation Plates!"

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