Chapter 107 Two Poor Guys
The old ancestor was determined to die.
Di Jiang said, "Didn't you take Little Yellow Master away? Why are you the only one who came back?"
Bai Yanxing sighed: "That old bastard ran away. I used a magical treasure to fill a huge abyss pit for him. He led me to the southwest and after entering the Two Divine Mountains, he said he wanted to go in to visit an old friend. By the time I realized something was wrong, he had already run away through the back door."
Di Jiang sat down next to Bai Yanxing, looking on with interest: "With your cloud-riding speed, you can't catch up with a mere little Master Huang?"
"Do you know what 'take a break' means?" Bai Yanxing asked wearily.
“Of course I know,” Di Jiang said.
It was a little monster that grew up on the two sacred mountains. It had a human body, a figure like a boy, rabbit ears, and always carried a cart on its back. It was extremely fast and could travel thousands of miles in a flash. It was also known as the cart driver of the two sacred mountains. It got its name because it often asked passers-by, "Need a ride? Want to rest?" and liked to shout "Rest!" while running.
"Did Master Huang ride a rest ride?" Di Jiang asked further.
Bai Yanxing nodded: "I was already extremely fast riding the clouds, but I couldn't even catch a glimpse of it."
"If it were just chasing someone, you wouldn't be in such a sorry state." Di Jiang looked Bai Yanxing up and down in his muddy clothes. Without Bai Yanxing having to explain, he already understood the whole story.
Di Jiang said, “When you failed to catch up with Master Huang, you immediately hired another ‘Xiexie’ to chase after him. But this ‘Xiexie’ is just like Master Huang; it only cares about money and not people. If you give enough spiritual treasures, it will definitely take you to the place you want to go. If you don’t give enough, it will take you to a remote and desolate place, find the dirtiest mud pit, push you in, and drive away.”
Di Jiang laughed again as he spoke: "Why are you so stingy with those few taels of spiritual treasure? A dignified Heavenly Realm Emperor, having the driver push you into a mud pit because you didn't pay enough for the fare? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at if word gets out?"
"How many taels of spiritual treasure?" Bai Yanxing gritted his teeth: "They cost nine million taels to pull one person! All the spiritual treasures I have plus the entire Tiansheng National Treasury wouldn't be enough to raise nine million taels!" He continued, unable to calm down for a long time, "It also cost nine million to fill that deep pit that Little Master Huang was in!"
"The battle hasn't even started, and the money's already gone." Bai Yanxing grew angrier as he spoke, questioning Di Jiang, "You didn't deliberately use Young Master Huang to cut off my Tiansheng Treasury, did you? You didn't contribute a single penny, and you've made a fool of yourself in front of me. What are your true intentions?"
Di Jiang laughed and said, "Don't be angry yet. I'm not that despicable. When we were discussing finding out the truth, I thought that Master Huang would ask for an exorbitant amount, but I didn't expect that the old man would just take the money and not do anything. There's nothing we can do now. Getting him back is the most important thing."
Bai Yanxing said, "How can we chase after him? Nine million taels per person, can you afford it? Right now, only Xie Xie knows where Little Master Huang went. They don't sell information, they just run errands. If you want to catch Little Master Huang, you have to ride in their carriage. They're just a bunch of bandits!"
When money was mentioned, Di Jiang fell silent.
Bai Yanxing waited a moment and said, "How about we chip in? I'll transfer 4.5 million taels from the national treasury, and you can contribute the other half."
Di Jiang blinked and said, "I have no money, unless I take a break and collect Tongbao coins."
He does have a lot of coins to use.
"You want me to ask Master Huang for help because you don't have money?! Didn't you say before that the Desolate Clan had plenty of money? Back when we were at Earth Breath Mountain, I said that Heavenly Realm was a mess, and you told me not to use Heavenly Ascension's pitifully small fortune to estimate the strength of the Desolate Clan's national treasury. Now you're saying we're poor?"
Bai Yanxing rarely gets angry, but this time he was practically about to explode.
Di Jiang remained calm. Bai Yanxing noticed that the man was slowly fiddling with the thumb ring on his thumb, his eyes thoughtful, and couldn't help but say something.
"Do you have a solution?"
Di Jiang said no: "I was just thinking that what you said earlier is very true. If I were to send troops to Tian Sheng now, I would definitely win every battle."
The Seventy-Two Divine Continents will not support Tian Sheng for nothing. Without spiritual treasures as a guiding stone, even the best alliance is vulnerable.
"Are you even speaking human language?" Bai Yanxing wanted to fight him right now.
Di Jiang stopped joking with him and said seriously, "We still have to find the person. The fact that Little Master Huang was able to run away means that we were not wrong before. It's just that he doesn't dare to say the person's name. Even if it's written on paper, he doesn't have the guts."
Who on earth has such great power that he can make the ancient god, Master Huang, so afraid?
But ultimately, it all comes down to money.
The two spoke in unison.
"No money, no service. If you want to find Master Huang, the only way is to rest."
"Where does the money come from?" Bai Yanxing asked Di Jiang.
"Do you know how much a nine-dynasty official's annual salary is?" Di Jiang asked Bai Yanxing in return.
...
Yes, Duan Jiuyou is rich.
The Celestial Priest is the highest-ranking priest, and her salary is fixed at ten million taels a year. It doesn't sound like much, but she lives a long life!
Duan Jiuyou became the first divine official of the Heavenly Realm at the age of nine hundred. He is now seventy-eight million nine hundred and forty thousand years old. His salary alone could fill four or five spiritual treasure mountains, not including various war rewards and the salaries paid by his disciples.
Bai Yanxing and Di Jiang sat on the dirty earthen slope outside Dixi Mountain, calculating Duan Jiuyou's assets, and belatedly realized—
The so-called clan leader and the Heavenly Emperor are nothing but two penniless paupers in front of her.
One of the penniless men, Di Jiang, dusted himself off, stood up, and said, "Let's go, let's borrow some magical treasures from my wife."
This amount of money was nothing to Duan Jiuyou.
Bai Yanxing, the second penniless man, couldn't get over his own conscience and hesitated, saying, "I, the dignified emperor, asking my subjects for money, is that not proper?"
Di Jiang smiled, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.
"You don't know yet, do you? Duan Jiuyou has already sent someone to return the official seal to Tiansheng. She is no longer a divine official of Tiansheng. Since she is no longer a divine official, she cannot be said to have borrowed money from her subjects."
Bai Yanxing was taken aback, not expecting Duan Jiuyou to resign from his position as a Celestial God just as he was leaving. Resigning meant no longer interfering in the affairs of the two races.
He frowned as he listened and retorted to Di Jiang, "What are you so smug about? Jiu You is no longer a priestess and has no connection with you whatsoever. You shamelessly claim she is your wife, and she actually acknowledges you?"
Di Jiang mocked Bai Yanxing by mentioning Jiu You's resignation, and Bai Yanxing retorted with a sarcastic remark.
They're evenly matched, so neither of them needs to laugh at the other!
Di Jiang ignored Bai Yanxing.
What does he care about saving face? He already lost all face with Jiuyou. If he has no shame, then Bai Yanxing's alliance with him is pointless.
Borrow money if you need to, and seek help if you need to.
The most important thing now is to find Master Huang. The grievances must be settled, and the debts must be paid. The people of the two clans of Longhuang have died tragically. Who is behind this? We must find out their name!
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Duan Jiuyou did not expect that the Imperial Empire and the White Banquet Guild would appear together.
Emperor Jiang sat down in the flower hall looking very respectable, dressed in a black robe and jade crown, not a single hair out of place.
In contrast, Bai Yanxing was covered in dust and dirt, looking as if he had just returned from begging somewhere.
Duan Jiuyou didn't understand the situation today. After observing it for a while, he asked Di Jiang.
"You hit him?"
Di Jiang looked completely bewildered: "I didn't hit him, he fell into the pit himself."
"Fell into a pit?" Duan Jiuyou clearly didn't believe it, and even suspected that Bai Yanxing had come to her to complain about Di Jiang.
Although she has stepped down from her position as a priestess, she still feels somewhat indebted to the Tian Sheng clan. If Bai Yanxing asks her to uphold justice, she wouldn't mind helping him beat up Di Jiang.
"No! Say something!"
Di Jiang grew anxious, thinking to himself: So he deliberately brought a dirty robe to see Duan Jiuyou without chanting the cleansing spell, just to set him up here?
Bai Yanxing sighed: "It really has nothing to do with him."
That sigh, and the words that followed, sounded exactly like someone who had been coerced or lured by the Emperor.
Di Jiang was worried that Jiu You would misunderstand, so he could only explain for him. He started by talking to Xiao Huangye and eventually got to the topic of borrowing money.
"Nine million taels per person, Bai Yanxing can't come up with that, and neither can I."
Duan Jiuyou's fingers, which were resting on the armrest, moved rhythmically twice.
Lingbao has plenty of money, more than she can spend, but it depends on how and where she uses it.
Lend it to the imperial court? No way.
Lend it to Bai Yanxing? I might consider it.
But now it's not about money, it's about Little Master Huang himself, she wants to catch him too!
That old bastard swindled 300,000 taels of spiritual treasure from her, then immediately sold her a false rumor about a destined ruler. Even though he claimed to have been forced by the Desolate Clan, didn't those words come from his own mouth?
He is a celestial deity. If it weren't for his words as background information, how could she have believed that the Imperial Territory was the chosen ruler?
Who killed the people from the two tribes who perished? Who was the one who truly wanted to start the war? She wanted to find out even more than they did!
Duan Jiuyou said, "I can pay for it, but I want to go with you."
Bai Yanxing agreed, and Di Jiang, needless to say, couldn't wait to spend more time with Duan Jiuyou.
With the matter settled, it was time to set off. Old Master Duan kept things separate, providing each person with a piece of paper and pen to write an IOU.
She can provide the spiritual treasure, but the money cannot be left unpaid, especially for the Imperial Territory, where an additional 30% interest will be added, with a special note that Tongbao cannot be used as a substitute!
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