"Master uncle."
Mu Yu bowed towards Qin Lang respectfully.
Demon Lord July and Haoyue both call Qin Lang their great-grandmaster.
He shouted, without any pressure at all.
If they all called him Uncle Master, Mu Yu would feel pressured if he called him by another name.
Qin Lang nodded, and suddenly frowned slightly.
"The recent days at Locking Immortal Sect have been a bit tough. It would be great if we could get some spirit stones to replenish it."
He looked up at the distant sky with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
As he spoke, Qin Lang thought to himself, the hint is so obvious, surely this local tyrant should know when to express it, right?
Demon Lord July and Haoyue heard this.
The first thing he thought about was taking out the spirit stones.
However, their hands froze.
After the Demon Lord of July broke the seal from the Demon Suppression Tower, he hid in the Yunzhou Immortal Locking Gate.
The previous treasures were basically used up in order to survive in the Demon-Suppressing Tower.
How could I have any spiritual stones on me at this moment?
As for Haoyue...
She never spent any spirit stones when she went out to buy things.
Basically, if you set your sights on something, there will be people offering it to you.
So she also developed the habit of never bringing spirit stones with her when she went out.
Now that Qin Lang said this, even if they wanted to donate spirit stones and contribute their efforts, they were powerless.
But they were not embarrassed.
Instead, they all turned their gazes towards Mu Yu.
Mu Yu stood there in a daze.
He looked at July, then at the bright moon.
What does this mean?
Why are you all looking at him?
I have spent one million high-quality spirit stones to buy those high-quality spirit weapons.
The Suoxianmen should have a lot of spirit stones, so why is life so hard?
"Stinky blacksmith."
"Midnight Rain."
Qiyue and Haoyue both shouted.
The evening rain makes me want to cry but I have no tears.
Qin Lang also understood that this local tyrant was called Mu Yu.
"Mu Yu, right? As a member of the Suoxian Sect, you should make contributions to the Suoxian Sect. It is your duty to restore the glory of the Suoxian Sect."
He looked at Mu Yu very seriously and intently.
His original purpose was to get the spirit stones from Mu Yu.
Mu Yu felt so uncomfortable.
This is a fucking thing. You have to pay spirit stones to join a sect, recognize an uncle as your master, and pay spirit stones to open it.
Fortunately, he had accumulated a lot of savings over the past ten thousand years.
"Uncle Master, how much do you want..."
Mu Yu looked at Qin Lang nervously.
If it's too much, he really can't afford it.
"Let's start with a few million." Qin Lang said casually.
A few million low-grade spirit stones should not be considered a lot for someone who can easily take out 10 billion.
Take it step by step.
Millions today, millions tomorrow, little by little adds up to a lot!
Millions...Mu Yu’s heart ached.
"Master uncle, I'll give you two million. Do you think it's enough?"
Mu Yu threw a storage ring to Qin Lang.
Two million high-quality spirit stones are worth twenty billion low-quality spirit stones.
For Mu Yu, it was a big loss.
Demon Lord July and Haoyue both looked at Muyu in surprise.
I didn't expect that Mu Yu would be so willing to spend so much to learn how to refine weapons.
But they are not surprising.
The supreme elder of the Equipment Refining Hall headquarters.
A semi-immortal weapon could easily be sold for millions of high-quality spirit stones.
Two million is a drop in the bucket for him.
Qin Lang glanced at Mu Yu, feeling a little unhappy.
Only two million?
Two million to pay off a beggar?
He has at least 5 billion in assets, although it was all given by Mu Yu.
But these two million are too little, right?
Although unhappy.
Qin Lang still opened the storage ring, preparing to move the two million "low-grade spirit stones" in it into the storage space.
The dazzling light almost blinded Qin Lang's eyes, which were made of twenty-four-karat pure gold.
Oh shit!
They are all top-grade spirit stones!
Qin Lang looked at Mu Yu blankly.
It turns out that the two million you are talking about are not low-grade spirit stones, but two million high-grade spirit stones?
Worth twenty billion low-grade spirit stones?
Twenty billion!
Plus the previous 5 billion.
A full two hundred and fifty... um, something seems wrong.
Never mind! I'm just a fool!
Twenty-five billion spirit stones would be enough to smash him into a bloody mess!
"Uncle Master... I only have this much on me right now. If it's not enough, I'll have someone send it to me..."
Mu Yu was a little nervous.
He looked at Qin Lang in a daze.
I thought Qin Lang wouldn't think much of this.
After all, Qin Lang's weapon-refining skills were countless times better than his.
Of course it’s easy to earn spirit stones.
This is an act of asking for spirit stones.
It must be a test for him.
The main purpose was to see if he was willing to pay for the weapon refining technique.
Mu Yu made a secret decision in his heart.
No matter how his uncle-master tests him, he will complete it conscientiously!
As long as his uncle-master can teach him the art of refining weapons, he is willing to give anything!
It’s just a spirit stone, no problem at all!
Qin Lang, who was sitting opposite Mu Yu, was stunned at this moment.
What the hell!
Really rich?
Do you still feel that 20 billion is too little?
You said it’s not enough, can you ask someone to send some more?
What the hell, his family runs a coal mine?
So rich?
Since someone actually gave it to me, how could I refuse it?
What I don’t want is a fool!
"Okay, let someone deliver it."
Qin Lang smiled faintly and nodded slightly.
As the uncle of the master, he must show that his dedication is justified.
Never show too much excitement.
Otherwise, people would suspect that these spirit stones were not given to the sect but were misappropriated by him, which would be difficult to deal with.
It’s hard to refuse Junior Brother Wu when he comes to ask for spirit stones.
"Thank you, uncle-master."
Mu Yu was moved to tears.
This is his uncle-master giving him a chance!
He was so touched!
Qin Lang felt in a good mood today.
Very good.
Even the sun in the sky seemed to be smiling at him.
"I'm happy today, so I don't need to pick herbs. Let's go back to the Sword Tempering Valley!"
Qin Lang waved his hand.
There are two hundred and fifty...ten billion spirit stones.
Take a day off today to celebrate the huge sum of money you just made!
As for collecting herbs?
Let’s talk about it tomorrow.
Upon seeing this, Demon Lord July hurriedly ran towards Qin Lang.
Now that my uncle-master is in a good mood, let him help look after Baili Xuanba. Perhaps he can solve the Shura Dao problem.
"Uncle Master, do you think he can be saved?"
The Demon Lord of July came up to Qin Lang and placed Baili Xuanba in front of Qin Lang.
Qin Lang was in a good mood.
He had no intention of refusing the request for help from Demon Lord July.
"Let me see."
Qin Lang looked towards Baili Xuanba.
The medical skills of observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation are performed skillfully.
This sight made Qin Lang shocked.
What the hell?
Why does he look like a bloody person?
In front of Qin Lang, Baili Xuanba was covered in blood.
The cold murderous intent made Qin Lang feel a little frightened.
"He's seriously ill..."
Qin Lang murmured.
In his mind, the medical skills feedback rewarded by the system and Baili Xuanba’s problem were not easy to solve.
"sick?"
Mu Yu was a little surprised when he heard this.
He almost burst out laughing.
It seems that apart from being good at alchemy, formations, talismans, and refining weapons, everything else seems to be just like that.
How can this be considered a disease?
Baili Xuanba has entered the Shura path.
It is also a kind of demonic possession.
My uncle-master couldn’t even tell that someone was possessed by a demon, so could he really solve the Shura Path that even July couldn’t solve?
Great-grandmaster uncle, oh great-grandmaster uncle, you are so good at refining equipment, why don’t you just refine it well?
People like this who have entered the Shura path cannot be dealt with. Isn't it enough to kill them to eliminate future troubles?
Why waste time and effort?
Mu Yu didn't believe that Qin Lang could solve it.
After all, Qin Lang couldn’t even tell that he was possessed by a demon.