One hour later.
The aroma of food wafted from Zhao Ziyi's home.
After arriving at the house, Song Chen transformed into a little snail, picking and choosing from the vegetables and meat in the refrigerator and turning them into dishes.
The dishes contain many spiritual plants that help enhance spiritual awareness.
Song Chen turned on the smart speaker, humming a song, and brought the food to the dining table.
According to the normal trajectory, Zhao Ziyi will die from a sudden heart attack due to overwork tomorrow night.
Although Zhao Ziyi's current body is that of a true Void Refinement stage expert.
However, Song Chen was still somewhat worried that Zhao Ziyi would be affected.
Therefore, he decided to take down Zhao Ziyi tonight.
"Click".
Not long after, the sound of a key turning could be heard from the doorway.
Zhao Ziyi, carrying his briefcase, loosened his tie, looking somewhat tired.
Suddenly, he twitched his nose and muttered to himself:
"What smells so good? Huh? Why are all the lights on? Did I forget to turn them off this morning?"
Zhao Ziyi changed his shoes, took off his suit, and walked into the house.
As Zhao Ziyi stepped into the entryway, his eyes widened in surprise. How could there be such a handsome man in his house?
"Who are you? Who are you?!"
Zhao Ziyi stammered out a sentence, then turned and ran.
He has no partner, so no matter how handsome the men who appear are, they're just thieves or robbers.
But before he could run two steps, he found his body flying backward uncontrollably.
Yes, it's flying!
His body floated backward until he sat down at the dining table, facing the man.
Zhao Ziyi stared at the man's face, finding it increasingly familiar. After a long while, he cried out in disbelief:
"You're the one who was standing in the rain just now!"
Song Chen watched Zhao Ziyi's expression from beginning to end, secretly amused.
He nodded, feigning seriousness:
"Yes, I am a deity. The first person to speak to me after I am born will become my partner."
It's you.
Zhao Ziyi was a little dazed. Was it really a deity?
He wanted to refute it, but the levitation technique he had just witnessed forced him to believe it... and this deity was indeed too handsome, making it difficult for him to refuse.
Song Chen chuckled to himself and pulled a storage bag from his waist, placing it on the dining table.
This storage bag, which used to hang on Zhao Ziyi's waist, was a collection of small junk that Zhao Ziyi had gathered.
Song Chen opened the storage bag and reached inside to rummage around.
"With me, you can have whatever you want."
"Hey, do you like this?"
Song Chen took out a piece of imperial green jade weighing over 200 kilograms.
The imperial green jadeite, under the engraving of the Celestial Fox Ancestor, has been carved into a giant blue phoenix.
The Azure Phoenix has an emerald green body, a proud posture, an aura of dominance over the world, and unparalleled beauty.
Zhao Ziyi stared wide-eyed.
This jade, over a meter tall, was actually pulled out of a cloth bag the size of a palm!
There really are immortals!
Song Chen continued to tease him, and one by one, the treasures that Zhao Ziyi had kept were brought out next to the dining table.
"Don't you like Imperial Green?"
Do you like this 500-pound tricolor tourmaline?
Or is it this pearl, which is half a meter in diameter?
Or is it this red jade coral?
"Is it heavy gold? Oh, there's no way to move it. If we take it out and put it on the floor, the building will probably collapse."
Zhao Ziyi stared in disbelief at these rare treasures, his mouth agape.
If all these things are real, selling just one of them would make you incredibly wealthy, worth billions!
"Ahem!" Song Chen coughed twice to attract attention.
He kept a straight expression and said:
"Be my partner, and all of this will be yours!"
And these, these, these.
Song Chen placed Zhao Ziyi's storage bags on the table and pushed them over together.
"Open the storage bag yourself and see if you're satisfied with these things."
Zhao Ziyi pursed his lips and asked suspiciously:
Can I open this bag? How do I open it?
Song Chen pointed and said:
"Open the bag, put one finger inside, close your eyes, and imagine looking at the bag. You'll then be able to see what's inside."
Zhao Ziyi tried it out, and he actually saw what was inside!
Each bag contains priceless treasures!
The items displayed by this deity are just the tip of the iceberg, a mere drop in the ocean!
When Zhao Ziyi opened his eyes, his expression was somewhat awkward.
He's somewhat traditional in his thinking; he can accept an engagement arranged by his elders, but he doesn't want to be in a relationship with someone he's just met.
But this person is a god, possesses magic, is handsome, and is rich and willing to spend money on him.
This bag contains countless rare treasures, and any single item could be worth over 10 billion.
The deity gave him eight bags, which was more than the wealth of an entire planet.
He gave so much!
Song Chen knew Zhao Ziyi too well; he sensed Zhao Ziyi was wavering. So he unleashed his ultimate move:
"These are the dishes I made. Why don't you try them and see if they suit your taste?"
Zhao Ziyi sighed inwardly, "A god can even cook, that's unbeatable."
He picked up a piece of ordinary green vegetable, and after eating it, he felt a jolt throughout his body, and his mind became clear.
"tasty!"
Song Chen smiled slightly:
"If you like it, eat more. We'll practice together tonight."
Zhao Ziyi's chopsticks froze in mid-air:
"Huh? Did I hear that right? Isn't this a bit too fast?"
Song Chen said seriously:
"You heard me right, tonight!"
"If you don't engage in dual cultivation tonight, the Heavenly Dao will consider it a rejection of the immortals and will directly take your life."
Song Chen's words were too serious.
Zhao Ziyi pursed his lips and said seriously:
"Okay, then I promise you."
Zhao Ziyi's answer was straightforward, which made Song Chen feel guilty.
Will Zhao Ziyi get beaten up once he regains his memory?
But... let him hit me, it won't hurt.
Song Chen held his face with his hand, secretly smiling. After a while, he suddenly said:
"Ahem, just wear a shirt then, I really like how you look in a shirt."
Zhao Ziyi: ...
**
The next morning.
Zhao Ziyi lifted his heavy eyelids, and suddenly, he shuddered and blushed.
Zhao Ziyi sat up, waved his hand, and sent a gust of wind straight to the side.
Song Chen, who was asleep, bumped into the door with a thud.
Song Chen yawned, opened his eyes, and realized something was wrong, so he quickly turned and ran away.
"Ziyi, I'm going to cook. What do you want to eat? I'll make your favorite shrimp dumplings and red rice noodle rolls, okay?"
After appeasing his Daoist partner with a breakfast and then being beaten up again, Song Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
This matter is now considered closed.
After dinner, Song Chen finally told Zhao Ziyi the secret he had kept for so long, revealing everything.
After hearing the whole story, Zhao Ziyi was somewhat shocked. The lewd novel he had been reading, "Peerless Prodigy of Immortal Cultivation," was actually written by Song Chen!
Zhao Ziyi frowned slightly and asked, puzzled:
"So what is your plan that you've been preparing for over a year?"
Song Chen explained:
"Borrowing people? I plan to borrow people from Earth through a game, so that Earthlings can go to the True Treasure Continent to cultivate immortality."
In this way, the concentration of spiritual energy on the True Treasure Continent can be increased very quickly.
Spiritual energy needs to be nurtured by people.
The more people cultivate, the more abundant the spiritual energy becomes.
It was through those two dreams that Song Chen learned about the culture of Blue Star, which led him to decide to start with games.
His previous idea was to select a portion of Earthlings and kidnap them directly.
Once the spiritual energy of the True Treasure Continent reaches its peak, we'll bring everyone back.
However, now that there are better options, Song Chen will naturally choose the game.
Zhao Ziyi nodded repeatedly after hearing Song Chen's words.
Pretending to play a game while actually cultivating immortality—that's a pretty good idea.
However, Zhao Ziyi's Chinese bloodline awakened.
He frowned and said:
"How many people are needed? Are Chinese people enough?"
People from other countries don't even understand Chinese characters, so what kind of games are they playing? They can't even understand the jade slip manuals!
Upon hearing this, Song Chen patted his head:
"I had forgotten about it until you mentioned it! Some people don't understand Chinese characters at all, so we have to exclude the rest. 1.4 billion Chinese people are enough."
By the way, should we tell the Chinese leader?
"Let them report it, then force everyone to play the game."
After pondering for a moment, Zhao Ziyi shook his head:
"It is indeed necessary to speak with the leaders of China, but there is no need to force them to play the game."
I have a way to get people to play games willingly.
"Leave both of these matters to me; I'll take care of them right away!"
Song Chen nodded obediently:
"Okay, social elite, I'll take care of warming your bed."
Zhao Ziyi rolled his eyes, then pulled off the storage bag containing jade and other items from his waist and handed it to Song Chen:
“You also have things to do, here you go.”
You need to go to the Christchurch auction soon to consign rare treasures.
We can stop once we sell five trillion in cash.
"Put all the money into this account; we'll need it in the early stages."
Song Chen took the bag and nodded.
"Leave it to me with confidence."
In his first dream trial, he was a CEO, so he was quite familiar with the auction process.
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