Chapter 1919 You have entered the list of the richest people in the three realms

"Very big, very big, very big. How big is it?"

After the second brother gave the answer, everyone was silent for a long time.

So sour!

Even the usually steady senior sister couldn't help herself. Her expression collapsed for a moment, and she hissed sourly: "I knew that the junior brother was rich, but I didn't expect him to be this rich."

Second Senior Brother nodded. "Besides the wealth that Master left for each of us before he passed away, Junior Brother was almost the only one who conquered the Chaos Domain. He's still responsible for keeping the seal in place. The Demon Lord's amassed wealth and the Chaos Domain's several spirit stone veins are all in his control. The other sects have no complaints."

What can I do if I can’t beat him?

The second brother added, "And Junior Brother doesn't spend much money. The biggest expense is probably these lamps. They generate interest every year, and they keep growing bigger and bigger."

silence.

After a while, someone finally came to their senses: "That's not right. Why would Junior Brother transfer such a large sum of money?"

Fifth Brother: "Did they demolish their sect?"

Third Senior Sister: "This money can buy several Yunyu Sects."

There was another long silence.

"Is that woman from the Yunyu Sect? Could it be that she has cast a spell on Junior Brother?" asked the Fifth Brother.

The eldest sister squinted at him and said, "Who in the Three Realms do you think could cast a spell on him?"

Fifth Brother: “…That’s right.”

The third sister asked the second brother, "What's that woman's name?"

"Su Xiaoyuan."

"What a nice name!" Third Senior Sister praised, "It sounds like the charming and sweet Xiaomei..."

"Ahem... I haven't heard of her. I have the list of all the members of the Yunyu Sect, from the Sect Master and the seven elders to the outstanding inner disciples in recent years. Even if this girl is a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, she is not on the list."

Fourth Senior Brother tapped his solar plexus: "Could it be that something went wrong with the soul transfer, causing damage here?"

The eldest sister scoffed lightly: "That's not as believable as the Gu."

The third senior sister swallowed her saliva and said, "Could it be that the junior brother has taken a fancy to the girl and is just throwing money at her?"

Everyone started shaking their heads vigorously, then slowly stopped.

The eldest sister touched her chin and said seriously, "A great man once said, 'When all impossibilities have been eliminated, whatever remains, no matter how unbelievable, is the truth.'"

She cleared her throat and said, "No matter what the reason is, the most urgent thing is to find my junior brother."

Third Senior Sister: "I really don't know what kind of extraordinary woman could make my little Junior Brother's iron tree blossom. Who of you go there? Remember to bring a photo stone and take a picture so we can watch the fun together. Hahaha... ha... why are you looking at me?"

She shook her head in fear: "No, no, I can't go. I owe a debt of love to the Yunyu Sect... I will die there..."

"Is this really the case?" The eldest sister frowned, "Well, it's you."

Second Senior Brother: "By the way, we can bring that friend from the Yanshi Sect with us. If there's anything wrong with the puppet, we can have him take a look."

Third Senior Sister: “!” Second Senior Brother didn’t let her go either.

Fourth Senior Brother: "Don't worry, Third Senior Sister, go ahead. If you are silenced by Junior Brother, I will erect a monument for you."

Fifth Brother: "Third Sister, I...I'll go help you pack your luggage."

The eldest sister pinched her eyebrows and sighed: "You should teach that kid a lesson. This is not the way to spend money. Don't scare the girl."

…

Su Xiaoyuan and Ruan Mianmian attended classes all day.

The day was filled with review classes, with the last one being held at Elder Qin's Huanhua Island.

After the class, Elder Qin kept the disciples. "In half a month, it will be the Wushan Festival. Those who have been here for more than a year may know that according to the sect's tradition, each island will select a goddess incarnation to ride on a flower boat to travel with the gods."

The Wushan Festival had already passed when Su Xiaoyuan entered the sect last year, so she had not experienced these activities personally, but had only heard about them.

"The selected disciples can obtain one thousand high-grade spirit stones, and an additional one thousand high-grade spirit stones for purchasing clothes." Elder Qin continued.

Ruan Mianmian excitedly rubbed Su Xiaoyuan's sleeves: "Xiao Yuanzi, two thousand yuan! You have to work harder and make sure you get selected!"

If it were in the past, Su Xiaoyuan would have tried her best even if it meant risking social ruin given such a good opportunity to make money.

But right now she felt a little unmotivated.

"For the sake of fairness, please vote anonymously." Elder Qin said, taking out a stack of talismans and distributing them.

In the end, Su Xiaoyuan was elected with an overwhelming number of votes thanks to her authoritative beauty.

Ruan Mianmian was very excited along the way. Su Xiaoyuan didn't want to spoil her best friend's fun, so she tried her best to cheer herself up.

When she reached the ferry to Huanhua Island, a familiar inner sect sister called out to her, "Su Xiaoyuan——"

Seeing her anxious expression, Su Xiaoyuan also began to panic: "Senior Sister, what's wrong?"

"Someone from the Foreign Affairs Hall is looking for you. He says he's the owner of a shop in the city. His last name is Zhao. Do you know him?"

The senior sister pursed her lips, looking as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Su Xiaoyuan's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the matter of 300,000 spirit stones was waiting for her here?

"I've seen it once," she asked cautiously, "what happened?"

The senior sister asked anxiously, "You don't owe the shop any money, do you? Or did you offend someone? The shopkeeper brought a dozen or so martial artists and sword practitioners dressed in black. They look ferocious and terrifying!"

Su Xiaoyuan became even more frightened when she heard this, and cried, "I don't have any... I shouldn't have any..."

Will they use the 300,000 spirit stones to blackmail her?

In an instant, all the cases of fraud and loan scams seen in modern times quickly replayed in her mind.

Her vision went dark and she almost lost her balance.

Ruan Mianmian quickly put her arm around her shoulders: "Don't be afraid, Xiao Yuanzi, I'm here with you! So what if there are a dozen people? This is our sect's territory. I don't believe they dare to cause trouble!"

The senior sister also comforted her: "I will go with you. If they really want to use violence, I will send a message to Master to seek justice."

Su Xiaoyuan thanked her senior sister, but did not let her go with her. If something really happened, she might be implicated.

She even wanted to stop Ruan Mianmian from going with her, but she couldn't persuade a determined Jindan stage cultivator.

"If it really comes to a last resort, the worst that can happen is I'll reveal my identity," Ruan Mianmian said, "They have to give face to the heir of the Xie family!"

He arrived at the Foreign Affairs Hall with trepidation, and found himself in the same reception room as last time. Sure enough, there were a dozen tall, strong, and muscular martial artists in black standing in two rows in front of the door.

Seeing them, the corners of the martial artists' mouths all curled up in unison, revealing sweet smiles.

So scary!

Su Xiaoyuan's legs felt weak, and she was considering turning around and running when Shopkeeper Zhao came forward, bowing and smiling broadly. "Fairy Su, how are you?"

Su Xiaoyuan and Ruan Mianmian looked at each other, wondering if there was a trap waiting.

"I'm sorry, Manager Zhao, what's the matter that you want to see me about today?" Su Xiaoyuan said cautiously.

Shopkeeper Zhao glanced at Ruan Mianmian, his face showing embarrassment, and then said to Su Xiaoyuan, "Fairy Su, may I have a moment with you?"

Su Xiaoyuan's heart suddenly became alarmed.

Ruan Mianmian took a step forward and stood in front of Su Xiaoyuan like an old hen protecting her chicks: "She knows nothing. If you have any problems, come to me!"

Su Xiaoyuan tried to pull her, but her best friend didn't move at all.

Manager Zhao smiled tactfully, "I'm sorry, Fairy, but this matter really can only be addressed to Fairy Su."

The color drained from Su Xiaoyuan's face, and her lips trembled. "Is it... is it the owner of the three hundred thousand here? I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to..."

"Three hundred thousand?" Manager Zhao was stunned. "Oh, Fairy Su is talking about the three hundred thousand from last time. I came here today for something else."

Su Xiaoyuan was about to cry: "Apart from the 300,000, there's really nothing else..."

Manager Zhao said, "This matter cannot be made public. Please come in and discuss it in detail."

Ruan Mianmian insisted on going in together. Seeing that Su Xiaoyuan had no objection, Manager Zhao let them go.

When they got into the house, Manager Zhao closed the door carefully and took out a box from the Qiankun bag on his waist. The box was about the same size as the last time, but it was more exquisite.

Su Xiaoyuan's scalp tingles whenever she sees this thing.

Manager Zhao has already opened the box.

To Su Xiaoyuan's surprise, there was no shining precious light this time. Instead, three pitch-black objects lay quietly in the box. They were similar in shape to the jade slip from last time and looked like ink sticks at first glance.

Su Xiaoyuan was wondering what this was when Ruan Mianmian beside her gasped: "This, this, this... could it be the legendary..."

Manager Zhao was a little surprised: "Fairy, you have a keen eye. Ordinary people have probably never even heard of this thing, let alone seen it."

Ruan Mianmian whispered in Su Xiaoyuan's ear, "This is an 'Ink Slip'. Each one is worth one million high-grade spirit stones!"

Su Xiaoyuan felt like she was about to break apart. The 300,000 yuan issue hadn't been resolved yet, and now she was facing another 3 million yuan.

"Isn't this for me too?"

Manager Zhao smiled and nodded. "Because my shop doesn't have that much cash, I can only give this month's interest to Fairy Su first."

Su Xiaoyuan opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

She almost forgot the word "interest". If three million is interest, how much is the principal?

Manager Zhao continued to explain: "Strictly speaking, it should be the interest paid."

He paused and said, "Fairy Su Xiaoyuan, someone transferred a spiritual stone mine to your name last night. According to the original owner's instructions, the annual output of the spiritual stone mine will be deposited into our sect. This is the monthly interest generated by depositing last year's output into our sect."

Su Xiaoyuan was already dizzy.

Ruan Mianmian hadn't received nine years of compulsory education, but she had the common sense of the world of immortal cultivation and exclaimed, "My God!"

Seeing her bestie still had a blank look on her face, she explained to her, "Little Yuanzi, there's one spirit stone mine in the mortal world, nine in the immortal world, and I heard there are a few left over from ancient times in the Chaos Realm, but the exact number is unknown. Anyway, after the demons were slain, they were all in the hands of Immortal Venerable Ling Yue. This one has nothing to do with yours."

She paused. "All the spirit stones in the world come from those dozen or so veins. Even if this is the smallest, you'd already be among the top ten richest people in the Three Realms."

She asked Manager Zhao, "How much is this piece of our Fairy Su's worth?"

Su Xiaoyuan hurriedly said: "Wait, that's not mine..."

Manager Zhao: "The exact value is unknown, but we can give a rough estimate."

He smiled and said an astronomical figure.

The two stayed silent for a while.

Su Xiaoyuan shook her head vigorously: "No, no, no, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there must be something wrong..."

Ruan Mianmian whispered, "Are you really the illegitimate daughter of the invisible richest man in the Three Realms?"

I could still suspect someone was setting up a trap for the last 300,000 yuan, but who would use a mineral vein to trick a little girl?

Su Xiaoyuan didn't know how to explain it and was about to cry: "Impossible, it's really impossible... Who would give me so much money..."

At this moment, an idea suddenly flashed through my mind like lightning.

She knew who gave her the 300,000 last time and the mineral vein this time.

How stupid of her to have overlooked such an obvious answer!

The author has something to say:

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"When you have eliminated all that is impossible, whatever remains, however implausible, is the truth." This is what Conan Doyle said.

Senior Sister: The famous teacher has packed it for you, and this is all I can help you with.

100 red envelopes dropped~