Everyone was stunned. Could this really be done?

No, damn little bitch, this is mocking their lives as worthless, calling them all bastards!

Verdict complete. She's a jerk! Ugh! It's infuriating!

Mo Qingcheng's lips curled into a smile. Trying to take advantage of me? Maybe in the next life.

Mo Qingchen was in a good mood. Finally, he had a chance to use his skills. Sister Qingcheng had collected so many spirit stones. In consideration of his hard work, she would surely reward him with a few.

A cold glint flashed in Xuanyuan Lin's eyes, a hint of venom rising in his heart. Just an adopted son…

Some people don't believe in evil, so I won't hand over the spirit stones. The law doesn't punish the masses. When the time comes, everyone will rush out together. I don't believe anyone can stop us.

Mo Qingcheng's lips curled into a cold, indifferent smile. "I have no choice. Isn't there still Farm Jun? Trying to steal food from Little Jun Jun's mouth?"

Why don't you just fly to the sky?

The scene was chaotic and noisy. Only a third of the people handed over their spirit stones and stood aside, hoping that the Mo family's bumpkin girl would keep her word.

After an incense stick burns...

With a loud "boom," a narrow, gaping gate, barely wide enough for one person to pass through, opened in the Netherworld. Mo Qingcheng gestured for the scoundrel to go out first and deal with those who had managed to sneak out.

Xuanyuan Lin understood immediately and said cheekily, "I will obey Madam's wishes."

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

That man is a real scoundrel. Is it too late to turn things around?

The next second, Mo Qingchen and his two companions stood guard at the exit of the barrier, signaling those who had paid to hurry up and leave. The group rushed out, though some tried to take advantage of the situation, laughing, "Haha, I'm out! I didn't even spend a single spirit stone!"

The next second, a powerful pressure swept over.

"puff!"

"Thump!"

"ah--"

Xuan Yuanlin pushed them away with a single palm strike, and the three who had forced their way out immediately collapsed to the ground, their fates unknown.

Mo Qingcheng's lips curled slightly: "If you want to come out, it'll cost two hundred mid-grade spirit stones per person, and you only have a quarter of an hour..."

"Haven't you understood what my little sister is saying?" Mo Qingchen sneered and stretched out his hand.

The next second, the people in the Netherworld panicked. Someone threw out three hundred mid-grade spirit stones and dashed out of the barrier like a gust of wind.

"The last ten people, three hundred yuan..." Mo Qingcheng said with a smile again.

"Cough cough..."

Raising prices on the spot?

But what can be done?

You fight and you rob, survival is the most important thing.

Mo Qingchen and his two companions were making so much money they were practically rolling in it. These people were so persistent, they wouldn't budge no matter how much you tried to persuade them. When Qingcheng wanted to cooperate with them, they all acted like century-old vinegar, their sourness radiating from the ground.

If you're so capable, then don't come out at all.

"Aren't you coming out yet?" Mo Qingcheng glanced at the three of them, Mo Qingfeng and Mo Qingfeng, who were still standing there like idiots.

"Boom!"

"run!"

At Mo Qingcheng's command, the three of them rushed out, their faces deathly pale.

In the Netherworld, the pressure increased dramatically. Mo Qingwu, Lan Shuangqin, and Qiao Xuan were about to emerge when they crashed into an invisible barrier, fell to the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Mo Qingcheng, let me out right now!" Mo Qingwu cried out in despair.

"Mo Qingcheng, believe it or not, if you don't let me out, you're dead!" Lan Shuangqin was arrogant and domineering. There were only a few of them left, what were they afraid of? Besides, there was Mo Qingwu, this burden. Surely Mo Qingcheng wouldn't abandon her?

Mo Qingcheng really didn't intend to save Mo Qingwu. She took the spirit stones from Mo Qingchen's hand, grabbed a handful and threw them to him, then turned and left.

Xuan Yuanlin was slightly taken aback, shook his head, and was about to leave when he was blocked by people from the Qiao family and the Lan family.

"Young Master Xuanyuan, would you do me a favor?"

"Young Master Xuanyuan, I have offended you greatly. Could you please lend a hand?"

Lan Shuanghe and Qiao Mengwei both spoke.

"Heh, my lady has decided, five hundred each, or forget it." Xuan Yuanlin's eyes grew even colder. "Any later, and it will be too late for me to save you..."

"puff!"