Chapter 47 A Little Money

Lin Du felt something was wrong.

Why did she, a formation master, receive so many challenges?

The monks in Zhongzhou were too warlike.

After rejecting three challenges, Lin Du sighed and turned to look at Xia Tianwu, "Can you spread the news that I only have one year left to live?"

"If you only have one year left to live, there will be endless people looking for you to challenge. Before you die, if you can defeat the most talented person, it will be enough for them to brag about for the rest of their lives."

Lin Du pondered for a moment, "Even if the victory is unfair? I'm a patient."

"You didn't look like a patient in the secret realm." Yan Qing commented sincerely, "Especially when you crushed the skull of a high-level monk."

"That skull you mentioned? It's not even as hard as Luoze's ice." Lin Du lazily waved his cloak, "Brother, why haven't you recovered yet? If we don't go back, the people who challenge us will really line up at the Dingjiu City Gate."

Yan Qing politely accepted a challenge from someone, his voice steady, "Whoever challenges someone on the Qingyun List or the Chongxiao List, as long as the Heavenly Dao recognizes that the competition is fair, the name of the winner will replace the name of the challenged person."

"So every newcomer on the list will be challenged, and it has almost become an old tradition in Zhongzhou."

"Almost no one in the Supreme Sect can escape being challenged."

Lin Du felt something was wrong, "My fifth brother too?"

"There was someone who waited at the foot of our mountain for a hundred years, just to compete with Master Jiang Liang in alchemy and replace his position on the Chongxiao Ranking."

Lin Du asked, "Then what happened?"

"That person didn't wait, and Master didn't go down the mountain for a hundred years, and didn't see any strangers." Xia Tianwu answered.

Lin Du smiled, and she knew it.

The four people followed the parents who had just finished the "Parents' Meeting" and boarded the spirit ship with a bunch of challenge letters. No one cared about the points list called out by the elder who read out the ranking.

Anyway, the names of the four people were neatly ranked at the front, and the Supreme Sect was still ranked first in the sect ranking.

"So how many challenge letters did Junior Master receive in total?"

Lin Du took off his cloak, "I don't know, I rejected them all because I had a chronic illness and couldn't use my spiritual power rashly."

Except for Wu Xi, who stamped the stamp when no one was prepared, the rest were not the kind of people who would force others.

"Among the four of us, Yan Qing probably received the most."

Yan Qing nodded helplessly, "I'm just a scholar, and they insisted on fighting me."

As he spoke, he moved his mind and a stack of challenge letters appeared in his hand. The papers were neatly arranged in different colors and sizes, but they were as thick as bricks when piled up.

Lin Du touched his chin and looked at Yuan Ye.

In a flash, five challenge letters appeared in the young man's hand, and he shook them a few times like a fan. "Only five, nothing to be afraid of."

After all, most of the people he fought with were also music cultivators, and they were fighting with words, not fighting with martial arts like Yan Qing.

"Where's Jinxuan?"

Ni Jinxuan counted on her fingers, "No more, no less, seven. One fight per month, and the fight will be over when the Phoenix Fairy Flower blooms in July."

Lin Du raised his eyebrows. He even arranged the schedule, so the disciples of the Supreme Sect who were in seclusion for cultivation were in seclusion because they really didn't want to accept the challenge.

The four of them leaned on the tables and chairs and chatted idly, and counted the herbs they brought back this time.

"Does Junior Master need any herbs?" Ni Jinxuan picked up the herbs she picked and looked at Xia Tianwu.

Xia Tianwu took a look and said, "That one Tianpin Stone Flower can be used to refine the Jiangyuan Shenggu Pill to make up for the congenital deficiency. The rest are not unusable, but the effect is minimal. It's not suitable. You keep it for yourself."

"Except for the 30% handed over to the sect, give the rest to Junior Master!" Ni Jinxuan quickly came up with an idea.

Lin Du was originally lazily leaning on the couch with his arms propped up, writing and drawing. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids, "You can, but it's not necessary. Keep it for yourself. Otherwise, you can sell it at a high price in the sect's consignment office. Buy yourself something useful for cultivation."

Although the sect has everything, it's not the way to spend money.

"But..."

"No buts, I, Lin Du, don't like to owe favors to others. If you want to give it to me, I can exchange it for an equal value."

"But I'm giving it to you, Junior Uncle, of my own accord! No need for anything in return." Ni Jinxuan's eyes widened.

Lin Du put away his writing brush and sat up with a grunt, "I know you don't need it, but the road of cultivation is long, so leave yourself some inheritance."

"Junior uncle will teach you a saying today, a little kindness

is a great revenge." She didn't sit properly, one leg was propped up, and the other leg was still crooked. She had a smile on her face, but her eyes were misty. "There is also a saying, great kindness is a great revenge."

"Your junior uncle doesn't want to be your enemy, and your junior uncle doesn't want you to have more enemies in the future."

"Everyone has their own destiny. If junior uncle's illness requires you to steal the sect's treasure, do you want to violate the rules of our ancestors?"

Ju Yuan originally thought it was just a joke between the children and didn't interrupt, but now listening to Lin Du's increasingly outrageous words, she couldn't help but interrupt, "It's not as serious as you say, junior sister. The child is still young, and I just want you to be well."

"Besides, we are like brothers in the Wushang Sect. No matter what treasures the sect possesses, they are reserved for our own use."

As soon as he finished speaking, he secretly said that it was wrong. Lin Du was younger than Ni Jinxuan.

Seeing that the little girl's originally excited face gradually showed a puzzled loneliness, Lin Du sighed, softened his voice, and waved to her, "I appreciate the friendship between fellow disciples. As the saying goes, brothers should settle accounts clearly. Be good."

It was difficult for her not to doubt that Ni Jinxuan, this child, would help steal the sect's treasures regardless of whether the target was the Demon Lord or not.

This child was too naive and too kind.

In the plot, the Demon Lord shared hardships with the little girl, but she herself had not done anything to gain such a sunflower, which was not good.

The little girl walked obediently to Lin Du's couch and received a box of six spiritual crystals.

"I'll buy the stone flower, okay?" Lin Du said, pinching her hair, "I'm not short of money, and you're not short of medicine, let's cooperate and win together."

Ni Jinxuan knew that although Lin Du's voice was gentle, his attitude was firm, so she accepted it reluctantly.

In fact, she didn't really understand why great favors can lead to great hatred, but since Junior Master said so, she would eat it all up like eating the food Junior Master cooked. Even if she didn't know what kind of meat it was, she would eat it whole and slowly digest it in the future.

After all, Junior Master would not harm her, and one day, she would understand the heavy things in Lin Du's words that she couldn't figure out.

"But Junior Sister," Ju Yuan remembered something, "where did you get so much money?"

Lin Du said, "My master has a little money, and then he searched a lot in the ancient city. What's the matter?"

Ju Yuan retracted his gaze, lowered his head and sighed, "That's fine."

This is how the master is. He is both a father and a mother, and he still needs to give money.

Although there are not many formation masters who can fight, they are really rich.

"Hey, Junior Master, what herbs do you need? I have some here..."

Yuan Ye was about to speak with a smile when suddenly there was a heavy crash. The spirit shield made a sharp sound, and then the spirit ship shook. He lost his balance and fell off the chair with a thud.

Ju Yuan looked frightened and stood up. "It seems someone hit our ship. Tian Wu, come with me. The four of you stay inside and don't move rashly."