106: Really, if you don't have money, don't make excuses.

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"But it doesn't matter."

Looking at the painting scroll slowly unfolding before him, Lin Sheng curled his lips into a faint smile and said, "With me here, no Heavenly Mandated Protagonist will ever gain opportunities or backing again."

He didn't care about the Heavenly Mandated Protagonist's previous ups and downs.

In short, after meeting him.

They all had to fall, fall, fall, fall, fall...!

In the scene.

One could see that the Immortal Treasure Pavilion Master Yellow Qitian had already arrived before Fang Yuan and was sizing him up.

"Are you the Medicine Saints disciple?"

"Yes!" Fang Yuan nodded in response.

"Which Medical Saint?"

"The Human Clan Medical Saint, Chunshan Old Immortal!"

"How old is he now?"

"In five more days, it will be his 50,000th birthday!"

"What does he hate the most?"

"Others disturbing him when he's napping."

"......"

As if verifying the authenticity of Fang Yuan as the "Medicine Saints disciple", Yellow Qitian's questions came one after another.

But for every question, Fang Yuan could answer fluently!

Soon, Yellow Qitian stroked his long, waterfall-like white beard, looking at Fang Yuan with a smile, "Not bad, being able to answer even some relatively private questions. It seems you must be the disciple that old fellow took in."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yuan showed a joyful expression, "You know my Master?"

"Indeed!"

Yellow Qitian nodded, a look of nostalgia on his face, "When we were young, we were good friends who could talk about anything. Unfortunately, due to some misunderstandings, a rift formed between us, and we haven't met for thousands of years... Never mind, let's not talk about that. Since you are that old fellow's disciple, your skill should be quite good."

"How about it? Want to come and take a look at me?"

The old man smiled at him in a joking tone.

[Life Choice Triggered!]

At this moment, before Lin Sheng.

The options finally appeared!

[Your Master's old friend has come to find you on his own initiative. Although he doesn't believe you can cure him, you still decide—]

[A: Try hard to cure him, so as not to tarnish the name of the Medicine Saints disciple!]

[B: Be impartial and selfless; even if he's your Master's old friend, seeing a doctor requires payment first.]

[C: Humbly refuse on the grounds of insufficient ability.]

[D: Change the subject and demand money from them to bid for the Divine Needle Asking Spirit.]

A is immediately ruled out!

Options B, C, and D are all quite interesting.

"As for B, there's nothing wrong with asking for money to see a doctor; at most, you could say it lacks emotional intelligence."

"Choosing C might cause the event to end directly."

"D it is."

He chose D after a slight hesitation.

Below the teleportation platform.

Fang Yuan mused that since the person before him was his Master's friend and also looked so rich, it shouldn't be too much to ask him for a little money, right?

So, scratching the back of his head, he laughed heartily and said, "Uh... let's not talk about seeing a doctor for now. Could you give me some money first?"

"Oh?"

Yellow Qitian still maintained that smiling expression.

Having lived for tens of thousands of years, there was nothing he hadn't seen. He had seen people asking him for money even more frequently during the period when his Immortal Treasure Pavilion was growing.

He smiled slightly and glanced at the girl in the yellow dress beside him.

The girl in the yellow dress was named Huang Yan.

She was his granddaughter's granddaughter's granddaughter's... granddaughter. In short, there were exactly 100 generations between them.

Although she showed helplessness and a hint of reluctance, she still conjured a storage bag with a flick of her hand and threw it to him.

"Inside are a thousand top-grade spirit stones, enough for a cultivator of your level to use for a lifetime."

Spirit stones are divided into four grades: low-grade, mid-grade, high-grade, and top-grade.

1 top-grade spirit stone is equivalent to 100 high-grade spirit stones, 10,000 mid-grade spirit stones, or 1 million low-grade spirit stones.

Therefore, these thousand top-grade spirit stones were indeed a huge fortune for a cultivator like Fang Yuan who had not yet become an immortal, enough to live a carefree and happy life for a lifetime!

Being able to casually take out a thousand top-grade spirit stones and give them to a stranger.

In the common perception of the cultivation world, this was already considered extremely generous and lavish!

However...

After Fang Yuan took the storage bag, his expression was clearly still somewhat dissatisfied.

"Is that all?"

Bidding for the Divine Needle Asking Spirit would cost roughly three thousand immortal jades.

These thousand top-grade spirit stones were only equivalent to the value of ten immortal jades, far below his expected price.

"What do you mean 'Is that all'?"

Huang Yan frowned upon hearing this. She glanced at her great-grandfather, seeing a hint of displeasure in his eyes as well, and felt emboldened, "This is one thousand top-grade spirit stones! That's ten immortal jades when converted! You're still not satisfied!?"

Fang Yuan did not answer.

He just pursed his lips and showed his dissatisfaction with a stiff expression.

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"Young friend, why do you need so much money? Are you trying to bid for some treasure?"

Yellow Qitian was still relatively good-tempered and asked him curiously.

[Your Master's old friend only gave you a little money and then asked about your purpose for demanding money. This makes you feel that the other party can't afford it, so you decide (multiple choice)—]

[A: Taunt them.]

[B: Answer honestly, saying it's to celebrate Master's birthday.]

[C: Remain silent.]

[D: Refuse to answer and continue demanding money.]

A.

"Heh heh."

Fang Yuan chuckled twice, his voice like it was floating on clouds, "Oh my, oh my, how interesting. You're actually asking about the purpose of me needing money."

"What's wrong? If the purpose isn't to your liking, you won't give it to me?"

"Honestly, if you don't have money, don't make this or that excuse."

"If you don't want to give, then don't. It's not like I'm begging you."

"Dressed so brightly and beautifully, turns out you're just a poor person with a superficial appearance."

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He saw the wealth luck above the other party's head and knew they were very rich.

But that didn't mean he couldn't be sarcastic.

Not to mention.

The previous Fang Yuan had never said such words. Although he didn't know why he was so impulsive today, after saying them, he felt inexplicably much more comfortable inside.

So this is what it feels like to taunt others?

Awesome!

He saw the white-bearded old man's face turn completely black, and saw the girl in the yellow dress show anger.

Although he didn't know who these two were, it didn't matter. Anyway, as long as he cured the old man later, these were all minor issues—Fang Yuan thought to himself.

And on the other side.

Huang Yan was just about to get angry but was stopped by Yellow Qitian.

He looked at the smug young man in front of him, and his heart was filled with doubt about the other party's true identity.

'Although that old ghost Chunshan has some character flaws, he wouldn't take in such a foolish and inferior disciple...'

'Could this just be someone who occasionally obtained confidential information and is now trying to deceive others?'

Thinking that this "imposter" opposite him might damage the reputation of his critically ill old friend, Yellow Qitian couldn't help but raise his hand.

In his palm, an arcane formation emitting a faint blue glow instantly condensed.

"Heart Inquiry Seal."

He slapped this five-pointed star seal onto Fang Yuan's forehead.

"Tell me, who are you?"

[The Heart Inquiry Seal, as the name suggests, can make the affected person speak their true inner thoughts.]

[You have been affected by the technique. The other party is asking for your true identity. You are angry that your Master's old friend would use such means to force you to reveal your identity, so you decide (multiple choice)—]

[A: Kneel down and call him Grandpa, saying you are his long-lost grandson!]

[B: Honestly answer your identity.]

[C: Rebel! Since he used this method, you might as well say you are a Demon Clan spy!]

[D: Turn around and leave in a fit of anger.]

"Hmm? Multiple choice?"

Lin Sheng stroked his chin, his eyes showing thought, "But aren't these options contradictory?"