42: Chapter 42: Overnight Riches of a Million! But Having Money to Spend Has Its Own Problems!

Hehuan Sect, Main Hall Plaza.

The setting sun dyed the entire plaza a golden hue.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Three streaks of light cut through the sky and landed steadily in front of Wang Yang.

"Husband! We're back!"

Ye Qingcheng landed first. Although her white dress was stained with a bit of dust, the Aura of a Golden Core powerhouse was even more refined.

She wore an undisguisable excitement on her face, like a little girl who had scored full marks and come back seeking praise.

Behind her, Su Qingge and Lin Xiaowan each wore several Storage Rings on their hands. In particular, Lin Xiaowan had a huge bundle on her back that was larger than she was, clanking as she walked.

Even though they had Storage Rings, this girl insisted that carrying it on her back gave a greater sense of having a bountiful harvest.

"Revered Master! Revered Master! We're rich! We're rich!"

Lin Xiaowan threw the bundle onto the ground, and all kinds of glittering Top-Grade Spirit Stones, rare medicinal herbs, and even the pure gold plaque from the Liuyun Sect main hall rolled out.

"Good, good, good!"

Wang Yang walked forward with a smile, first smoothing out Ye Qingcheng's slightly messy hair, then unhesitatingly kissed Su Qingge and Lin Xiaowan on their faces.

"You weren't hurt, were you?"

"With Sister's Golden Core manifestation opening the way, how could those small fries hurt us?" Su Qingge said softly, her eyes filled with love; clearly, this trip down the mountain had given her deeper confidence in her own strength.

"Yes, yes, Revered Master, at that time we..." Lin Xiaowan vied to recount the trip down the mountain vividly, especially the details of how she used lightning to make the bad guys howl, adding quite a few embellishments.

"Well done."

Wang Yang turned to look at Ye Qingcheng, his gaze full of admiration: "Especially Qingcheng, that sword strike that killed Zhao Liuyun in the end was decisive and ruthless. You truly are a former Saintess."

"When dealing with enemies, one should be like this, leaving no future troubles."

Ye Qingcheng blushed at the praise. Although she tried to maintain the composure of a Golden Core Cultivator on the surface, her heart was sweeter than if she had eaten honey: "It is all thanks to Husband's guidance. I am merely executing Husband's will."

"Alright, stop praising each other."

Wang Yang looked at the mountain of spoils on the ground, rubbed his hands together, his eyes flashing with a green light. He looked just like a miser who had found a mountain of gold: "Let me see just how deep the savings of this old turtle are after several hundred years!"

"System! Recycle everything!"

Hum—!!!

The accumulation of the Liuyun Sect over hundreds of years—the techniques in the library, the inventory in the Medicinal Pill room, the Spiritual Artifacts in the armory, and the medicinal herbs in the spirit fields—all transformed into the purest stream of points.

[Ding! Recycling command confirmed!]

[Recycled estate of Golden Core Middle Stage Cultivator (Zhao Liuyun): 200,000 points!]

[Recycled Liuyun Sect warehouse resources (Spirit Stones, Materials, Medicinal Pills, etc.): 680,000 points!]

[Recycled Liuyun Sect miscellaneous supplies: 50,000 points!]

[Current points]: 1,104,000 points!

"One... one point one million?!"

Wang Yang looked at the seven-digit point total, his breath nearly stopping. It broke one million! A windfall overnight!

"Wives!" Wang Yang waved his hand heroically: "Tonight, the whole Sect feasts!"

"[Xianshi Pavilion] Supreme feast, let's go! Eat and drink your fill, tonight... hehehe, we'll hold a 'victory celebration'!"

Hearing the words "victory celebration," even Lin Xiaowan, the most straightforward one, had her face instantly turn red like an apple, but deep in her eyes, she revealed deep anticipation.

Deep in the night, top floor of Xianshi Pavilion.

This meal was enjoyed by both host and guests. Priceless dragon liver and phoenix marrow, along with divine nectar, were exchanged and served like flowing water.

After the feast. In the main hall, on that specially made, extra-large Dragon bed. The curtains were heavy, and the scene was infinitely beautiful.

Wang Yang immersed himself in this gentle embrace, feeling that his life had reached its Peak.

The next day, the sun was high in the sky.

Wang Yang held his waist, walking out of the main hall weakly.

Although his body was hollowed out, his spirit was exceptionally excited.

He sat on a grand armchair in the plaza, drinking the "Ten Complete Great Tonic Soup" specially supplied by [Xianshi Pavilion], while opening the System store.

With a massive fortune of one million in hand, he prepared for a major shopping spree.

However, after flipping through the current store list, his brows furrowed.

"This... it seems there's nothing left to buy."

The current store Rank was LV2.

Top-Grade Spiritual Artifacts? The three women already had one each; buying more was useless. Moreover, as their Realm had improved, they needed prototypes of Magic Treasures or even true Magic Treasures.

Spirit food? Apart from the [nine-turn golden core feast], which was somewhat useful, the others didn't have much effect.

Buildings? [Xianshi Pavilion] was already there, the [Spirit Gathering Array] was at max level, and the [Yin Yang Creation Spirit Spring] was also there.

"What I need now is... Magic Treasures! Special function buildings! Or even Nascent Soul level treasures!"

"But these are all locked in the LV3 store."

Wang Yang looked at the unlock conditions for the store:

[Store LV3 unlock condition]

Number of Dao Companions owned: 4. (Current: 3 / 4)

"Stuck here..."

Wang Yang sighed, rubbing his temples with some annoyance.

Although the Hehuan Sect was now invincible within a radius of more than 20 kilometers, and Ye Qingcheng had reached Core Formation.

But the Ziyang Sect was, after all, a behemoth.

Grand Elder Xiao Changfeng was dead, which was a heaven-collapsing matter for the Ziyang Sect.

They hadn't attacked immediately, likely because they were scared by Xiao Changfeng's death and were frantically investigating the background, or were in the midst of internal power struggles.

But this was only temporary.

Once they reacted, or invited out a true Nascent Soul Old Ancestor...

As a Mortal who was only invincible within his Domain, he had to rely on his Dao Companions to go down the mountain to do many things.

Relying solely on Ye Qingcheng, who was only at the Early Stage, was still not quite enough.

If they were ambushed while outside and didn't have time to take a divine sense possession pill, that would be terrible!

"Must unlock the LV3 store as soon as possible!"

"Only by obtaining trump cards at the Nascent Soul level can I truly sleep soundly!"

Wang Yang touched his chin, his gaze becoming profound.

"It seems... I need to find another wife."

"But, where can I find one?"

"In a small place like Qingshi Town, producing Lin Xiaowan and Su Qingge was already the ancestral graves smoking with good fortune. The remaining mediocre ones, the System definitely wouldn't look at them and wouldn't judge them as Dao Companions."

"But, where can I find this fourth wife?"

Wang Yang was a bit worried.

"I can't just say to Qingcheng and the others: Wives, for the development of the Sect, I need to find another little one?"

"Although they probably wouldn't object, this reason is too scummy..."

"Moreover, the standard for Dao Companions judged by the System is extremely high; ordinary mediocre ones simply won't do."

Just as Wang Yang was sighing and worrying about "having to start a harem."

Suddenly.

"Report—!!"

Lin Xiaowan, who claimed to be practicing Sword Intent while flying on her sword, but was actually just playing around, ran up like a gust of wind.

"Revered Master! Revered Master! Someone at the foot of the mountain is asking to see you!"

"Hm?" Wang Yang raised an eyebrow, "Who?"

Wang Yang was puzzled; the System hadn't reported any enemies at the door, right?

"No, no!"

Lin Xiaowan waved her hands, "It's a group of people who look really miserable, quite a few are missing arms and legs, saying they came to thank us for destroying the Liuyun Sect."

"Thank us?"

Wang Yang became interested, "Let's go, let's go take a look."