"Brother Xiu, Brother Xiu, what exactly happened?" Yang Ming asked again.
Fang Xiu slowly withdrew his gaze from the ghost money: "The dead monsters will be absorbed by White Stone Town and then transformed into the power to maintain its operation. However, all the monsters I killed were devoured by Taotie. White Stone Town did not gain any power, so naturally it will not give the corresponding ghost money."
Upon hearing this, a clear look of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the people in the burial ground. They had thought they would find a way to leave the burial ground today, but who would have thought that this would be the result?
The Taotie army may seem powerful, but it can't make money.
Just as everyone was feeling disappointed, Fang Xiu suddenly asked a question that made everyone's hearts tighten.
"If Yuelai Inn can use spiritual energy as ghost money, can pawnshops do the same?"
Lu Ziming and the others' expressions changed slightly, and a bad premonition suddenly welled up in their hearts.
They exchanged a glance and instinctively clenched their fists.
Clearly, they assumed Fang Xiu might use their spirits as ghost money, since no one would willingly use their spirits as cash.
After a moment of silence, Lu Ziming said with a forced smile, "That's right. In the burial ground, there are only two kinds of currency: ghost money and spiritual energy. Both currencies are universally accepted, and naturally, pawnshops are no exception."
However, these ghost money and spirits share the same characteristic: they cannot be stolen. Snatched ghost money cannot be spent, and the same applies to spirits.
"Lu Ziming, what do you mean by that? Are you afraid that Brother Xiu will force you to exchange your spirituality for money?"
Even Yang Ming understood the meaning behind Lu Ziming's words.
Lu Ziming chuckled dryly: "Since Captain Fang has already promised to spare us, he naturally won't go back on his word. I'm just telling you all the information I know. Captain Fang, please don't misunderstand."
Snap!
Fang Xiu slapped Lu Ziming across the face, knocking him to the ground.
"Don't do things that are too clever for your own good."
"Yes, yes, yes... Captain Fang is right to reprimand me." Lu Ziming quickly put on a fawning smile, daring not to speak his anger.
Fang Xiu knew very well that Lu Ziming was telling the truth. In the burial ground, the stolen ghost money was unusable, let alone possessed any spiritual power.
After all, the purpose of White Stone Town is to allow Spirit Masters to hunt down monsters in an endless stream, so it certainly does not encourage infighting.
If they could steal ghost money, these fifth-tier individuals would have already made their move.
If anyone could be brought in at will and their entire spirit sacrificed without their consent in exchange for ghost money, then everyone in the burial ground would have died long ago.
From beginning to end, he never intended to use Lu Ziming and the others' spirituality to exchange for money, because he knew that these people would definitely not agree, and forcing it would only end up as a chaotic battle.
At this moment, Fang Xiu placed the more than 20 million ghost coins he had obtained from Lu Ziming and others, as well as his own 3,000 ghost coins, on the counter.
"Yang Ming, you guys exchange all the strange creatures you've hunted these past few days for ghost money."
Yang Ming and the others nodded and then began exchanging their items.
Because they didn't have to spend any money, they managed to scrape together more than five million.
In the end, the total amount of money collected by everyone was nearly thirty million.
We are still 70 million short of 100 million ghost money.
This is a despairing number.
Suddenly, Fang Xiu's calm voice rang out.
"I offer my entire spirituality plus these thirty million ghost money in exchange for a way to leave the burial site."
Upon hearing this, everyone was immediately shocked.
Lu Ziming and the others never imagined that Fang Xiu would actually sacrifice all of his spiritual essence to obtain a way to leave the burial ground!
If a spirit master's spiritual energy is completely drained, death is all that awaits him; that's suicide!
"Brother Xiu, no!" Xiao Chuxia cried out in fright, her pretty face turning pale.
Yang Ming and the others also tried to stop them.
"Brother Hugh, it's not worth it. As long as we kill more monsters and work hard to make money, we can raise 100 million ghost coins in no time."
Fang Xiu ignored the crowd and calmly stared at the rotting corpse behind the counter.
However, the rotting corpse did not move.
"Is the price not enough?"
Yang Ming and the others breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that Fang Xiu would die from having his spiritual energy drained.
Lu Ziming and the others secretly regretted that if they could use the money and Fang Xiu's spirituality to exchange for a way to leave the burial site, it would be a double blessing for them.
"Brother Xiu, you really scared me to death! You can't scare people like that." Xiao Chuxia looked like she was still in shock, smoothing her heaving chest.
But when Fang Xiu uttered his next sentence, everyone was even more shocked.
“You lot come over here and join me in offering our spiritual sacrifices.”
"We!?" Xiao Chuxia pointed at herself blankly, as if she were hallucinating.
"No, Brother Xiu, you're not kidding, are you?" Yang Ming was also shocked.
Fang Xiu calmly gazed at everyone and said indifferently, "I have already seen the future."
The next second, the style of the scene changed drastically.
Yang Ming: "Shopkeeper, I want to use all my spirituality to find a way to leave the burial site."
Xiong Tianguang: "Count me in. I will also use all my spirituality to find a way to leave the burial site."
Luo Qingxin: "Me too."
Li Xiaoru: "Me too."
Xiao Chuxia looked around and finally said weakly, "Me too."
Upon seeing this perfectly synchronized scene, Lu Ziming and the others nearly popped their eyes out.
What the hell is going on?!
What kind of magic does Fang Xiu possess? With just one sentence, a single sentence, he made everyone willingly offer up their spiritual essence?!
I've already seen the future? What does that mean? Could it be some kind of manipulative language that controls people's minds?
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