Ling Qi, who had been scribbling and drawing beside You You for half a day after receiving your glance, finally picked up the booklet and professionally listed the items one by one, saying, "Immortal Lord, you trespassed into our sect's Spirit Gathering Pool, damaging five spirit trees, trampling thirty-six spirit plants, scaring away five spirit beasts, soiling two spirit carpets, breaking a spirit sword, and knocking out a disciple, causing fright to one hundred and six disciples. There's also the wear and tear, maintenance, and testing of the Spirit Gathering Pool's formation! Considering that this formation was set up by Venerable Yuan, the disciples' mental anguish, and more importantly, the sect leader's lost time and cultivation due to seeing you, you must compensate our sect with a total of 53,612 high-grade spirit stones."
Nie Zheng was stunned: "...No,...do we have to pay for all of these?"
"Otherwise what?" Ling Qi retorted seriously, "Does the Immortal Lord think that our sect's spirit stones are blown in by the wind?" Raising disciples is free!
"No...that's not what I meant!" He simply hadn't expected the other party to so openly demand compensation. In all his years of cultivation, this was the first time someone had openly pressed him for a debt, and more importantly...he hadn't!
“Ling Qi, you can’t count it that way. He is, after all, an immortal, so give him some face,” You You suddenly said, looking like she wanted to smooth things over.
Just as Nie Zheng was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she heard her continue, "How about we round it up to a whole number? Let's make it... fifty-three thousand six hundred and ten high-grade spirit stones!" She kindly rounded down the amount.
Nie Zheng: "..."
Is this what you call rounding up? It's just two spirit stones short, isn't it?
"Yes, Sect Master!" Ling Qi nodded, crossed out the last name on the list, and continued, "Of course, if Immortal Lord wishes to stay in our sect for further treatment, that's fine too, but the costs of treatment and accommodation will be calculated separately. Since it was the Sect Master who intervened just now, we can't estimate the price yet; we'll have to discuss it further!"
"……"besides!
Nie Zheng suddenly had the illusion that he was about to fall into a pit and couldn't get out. "But I... I don't have any spirit stones." Where would an immortal like him get mortal spirit stones? Besides, he came down to the mortal realm to clean up traitors, not to play around! Let alone spirit stones, he didn't even bring many immortal stones with him.
"It's alright!" Ling Qi seemed to have anticipated his answer and continued, "Immortal Lords can pay off their debts with work. You are an ascended Immortal Lord, so you must have some expertise. Pill cultivators can refine pills, weapon cultivators can refine weapons, talisman cultivators can draw talismans, and beast tamers can help disciples capture spirit beasts. As for array cultivation... well, forget it!"
"..." No, this is contempt, isn't it? Absolutely!
"Of course, if none of them cultivate, my sect has many disciples, and the Immortal Lord can also guide their cultivation. The reward will be based on the highest standard of another master in the sect, five spirit stones a month."
"Five...five yuan?!" Are the masters of this sect so cheap? How many years will it take him to pay off his more than 50,000 spirit stones?
He was completely bewildered. He was in the wrong for stealing the spiritual vein, and he couldn't bring himself to refuse to compensate. Besides, the other party had even healed his injuries without holding a grudge; although not fully recovered, he clearly needed to stay there for a while. "Isn't there any other way? Would immortal stones, pills, or magical artifacts work?"
"Of course!" Ling Qi nodded, he had been waiting for this! After all, he was an immortal, and perhaps he could replenish the sect's warehouse.
Nie Zheng was overjoyed and reached for his waist as if he wanted to repay his debt, but he found nothing. He paused for a moment, then his face fell as if he remembered something. He sighed and said, "Sorry, I forgot. When I woke up, I left my personal storage space with the brother in the room whom I knocked unconscious. Consider it a favor to him."
"……"What?
Before they could react, they saw the new disciple Ning Hui suddenly rush in from outside, carrying something. She paused for a moment when she saw Nie Zheng beside her, then bowed to You You and said, "Reporting to the Sect Master, I was ordered by Elder Ling to take care of this injured person, but he knocked me unconscious. When I woke up, I found this on my body!"
After saying that, he handed a long, grayish bag to the group.
Youyou: "..."
Ling Qi: "..."
Yuan Qi: "..."
Is this the portable storage space in the immortal realm?
In other words, Nie Zheng had already handed over all his property before he went to the Spirit Gathering Pool to steal the spiritual vein!
You should have said so earlier!
They spent all that time digging and acting, and it turns out it was all for nothing!
Everyone was dumbfounded, but Ning Hui, who was unaware of the situation, then reported, "Sect Master, this thing has a strange shape, and we can't figure out what it is. It also emits a poisonous gas that smells like stinky socks. This disciple almost fell victim to it. We don't know what kind of monster it is, so we dare not deal with it casually and have come to report this!"
The hall fell silent instantly...
All eyes in the hall instantly turned to a certain patient.
It seems we've discovered something incredible.
Nie Zheng: "..." Where did that smelly sock come from! He didn't, he's not, don't talk nonsense!
Even immortals take baths every day, okay?
"Ahem..." You You coughed and pointed at Nie Zheng, explaining, "That's his compensation to you! It's a storage space, but... it looks a little different from our storage bags." Suddenly, she didn't want to know what was inside anymore.
"A storage bag?" Ning Hui's eyes widened in disbelief. This smelly thing was for storage? She pulled it away in disgust, seemingly not wanting to open it at all.
"..." Nie Zheng felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart again. His old face turned red, but he had no choice but to step forward and continue to explain, "Fellow Daoist, it was wrong of me to knock you unconscious just now. Although there are not many immortal stones and magic artifacts inside, it is still a token of my goodwill. Please forgive me, fellow Daoist."
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