235: Chapter 235 Withdrawing Money

"What? Does Fellow Daoist Li seem unhappy about it?" A hint of an unkind smile appeared at the corners of Lin Bei's mouth.

"No! How could that be? I am more than willing!" Li Chun stiffened, nodding repeatedly in agreement.

Forget it, forget it. Even if I do not take him there, he will go himself, and if the Elders in the clan offend him without knowing the situation...

In that case, it is better for me to take him there!

Li Chun found a decent excuse for his cowardice and immediately felt at ease.

"Senior, please do not use the term Fellow Daoist to torment this Junior anymore. If you like, you can just call me Little Li!"

Lin Bei shook his head and smiled. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly turned his head to look at the center of the arena.

A moment later, Ren Tiantang and Kuang Tianming arrived before him, bowed, and saluted, "Master!"

Lin Bei curled his lips, too lazy to fuss over how they addressed him. "Is it handled?"

Ren Tiantang nodded. "Master, from now on, the Zombie Clan will replace the Asura Clan and become the royal clan among the Six Clans of the Yin Domain!"

"Master..." Kuang Tianming summoned his courage. "We would like to invite you to become the Lord of the Six Clans of the Yin Domain!"

Lin Bei rolled his eyes and gave him an annoyed glance. "Damn it! This lord, that lord—do you think I have the time to be everyone's lord?"

The two were stunned.

They had anticipated a refusal, but they had not expected such an unreasonable reason.

Beside them, the corner of Li Chun's mouth twitched, and he almost could not help but laugh out loud.

He quickly steadied his emotions and spoke respectfully, "Senior, when shall we depart?"

"Depart?" Ren Tiantang looked puzzled.

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Ren. Senior is going to be a guest at my Spirit Devouring Sword Clan!" Li Chun explained.

"Senior? You are leaving?" The two old zombies were instantly flustered. "Could you stay a little longer? My Zombie Clan has not yet had a chance to repay your kindness..."

"We can talk about that later!" Lin Bei waved his hand; he did not have that much time to waste here.

"Little Li, I do not see anything else worth watching here. Shall we leave now?"

"Everything is at your command, Senior!" Li Chun dared not raise any objections.

Ren Tiantang, standing nearby, wore a hesitant expression.

"What is it? Speak!" Lin Bei glanced at him.

"Master, we have a presumptuous request. Could you please release the Great Sage of the Yaksha Clan and the Great Sage of the Zombie Clan?"

"Hmm?" Lin Bei paused, then raised a hand and patted his forehead.

"Master, it is fine not to release them! It is fine!" Ren Tiantang's legs trembled, and he quickly added.

Lin Bei was speechless.

His action was just him lamenting his own forgetfulness; he had completely forgotten about this matter the moment he turned his head.

"Why would I not release them?" He took out the black bag. "They are so ugly, I would find it disgusting to carry them around!"

"Yes, yes, yes..." Ren Tiantang was a bit embarrassed; after all, the Zombie Clan did not look so great either.

The black bag was a little trinket Lin Bei had refined on a whim, but it contained some time-acceleration properties.

Not much time had passed in the outside world, but Zhao Dezhu and the other two had already spent a whole day inside the bag.

To be precise, they had been fighting for a whole day!

Under the influence of a high dosage of 'Sow Better Than Diaochan', the trio's battle could only be described as unsightly.

After checking with his divine sense at the very beginning, Lin Bei did not dare to look again, fearing it would pollute his eyes.

Now that the medicinal effect had dissipated, the relationship between the three had become somewhat complicated.

He tossed the black bag to Ren Tiantang. "Whatever, wait until I leave before you open it!"

After saying that, he did not hesitate and left directly with Li Chun.

"Sigh!" Watching his back, Ren Tiantang let out a soft sigh.

He understood that to the other party, the Zombie Clan was nothing more than an insignificant passerby.

Watching Lin Bei and the other disappear completely, he took out the black bag and opened it.

"Holy sh*t!"

The next instant, he felt a burning pain in his eyes.

Three naked bodies were huddled tightly together, as if they did not care at all about the gazes of tens of thousands of Cultivators around them.

Mother Yaksha no longer had her former dominance; she was filled with a hint of shyness in the arms of Zhao Dezhu and the Great Sage of the Zombie Clan, her face still flushed with the red glow that had not yet faded after the intense battle.

When the three looked at each other, their eyes were filled with deep affection.

It was not just between Mother Yaksha and the two men; even between the Great Sage of the Zombie Clan and Zhao Dezhu, there seemed to be tender affection as they gazed at each other.

"This... what is going on?" Ren Tiantang and Kuang Tianming noticed the anomaly and shivered violently.

"Damn! Is this something we are allowed to watch?" The arena instantly erupted into chaos.

In the distance, Great Sage Youling, Sun Tian, and others had not yet left.

They had originally felt a bit of envy toward Mother Yaksha and the other two; after all, they had been blood-sacrificed by forty percent and their strength was greatly reduced.

But the three who were taken into the black bag had suffered no damage; they had even thought that it would have been better if they had been the ones taken inside.

But now, seeing this scene, they all felt lingering fear for their own thoughts.

At the same time, the fear that Lin Bei brought them became even more profound.

"No! We must return to our clans as soon as possible and report this news. If we accidentally provoke this malevolent star..."

Sun Tian, Li Xiang, and Qian Feng, the three Great Sages of the royal clans, thought this way and then left one after another.

...

As the instigator, Lin Bei could imagine the scene in the arena now, and he felt gratified that he had once again brought three lovers together.

"Little Li, is the Spirit Devouring Sword Clan far from here?"

At this moment, he had already arrived in the eastern region of Shura City.

Li Chun followed behind him, looking every bit like a little sidekick.

"Senior, if we travel by teleportation, it will take more than half a month! However..."

He took out a compass as if presenting a treasure. "This Junior has a portable teleportation array here. Once activated, we can directly return to Spirit Devouring Sword City!"

"Oh? That's good!" Lin Bei nodded, acknowledging his attitude.

Li Chun was secretly delighted, but he noticed that Lin Bei's footsteps had not stopped, and there was no sign of him wanting to teleport away.

"Does Senior still have something to attend to?" He could not help but ask.

"Hmm, just a small matter. You will know when we arrive!"

Soon, the two arrived in front of the tallest building in Shura City.

It stood towering and majestic, causing anyone who saw it to immediately feel a sense of awe.

On its surface, nine lifelike swimming Dragons were carved, soaring straight into the sky, further highlighting its extraordinary Aura.

However, such a magnificent building did not look like a place where strangers were kept away.

In front of the door, all kinds of strange-looking Cultivators came and went in an endless stream.

Nine Dragon Bank!

In the 108 cities of the Yinming Land, every Nine Dragon Bank was the tallest building in that city! It represented the supreme majesty of the Nine Great Imperial Clans.

"Senior, are you here to withdraw money?" Looking at Lin Bei's destination, Li Chun was filled with confusion.

Before this, he had seen the other party loot over a hundred thousand yinming stones in the Shura World.

This was a huge fortune that made even him drool wildly.

It was endless, simply endless...

How could he still need to come and withdraw money?

Hmm! It probably was not to withdraw money; perhaps Senior was from some Imperial Clan and knew the person in charge here, so he had come specifically to meet them.

After some thought, Li Chun came up with an explanation he considered reasonable.

Unexpectedly, Lin Bei curled the corners of his mouth and softly spat out four words: "Correct, to withdraw money!"