The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast

Chapter 974: Chapter 974: Mysticism Makes Money Fast

The Island Master grimaced, ”Even though I don’t quite understand, it seems like I’ve been set up. And 80 years later, I might become an unlucky fool. Is that what you mean?”

The young man in white, ”You’re thirty this year?”

”Yes.”

The young man in white fell silent.

”What do you mean by that look? Are you implying I won’t live to be 110?”

The young man in white, ”What do you think?”

”Not necessarily. I have both wealth and leisure, a top-notch private doctor, and I exercise regularly. I’m in great shape. Why can’t I be a long-lived old man?”

”Actually, if your luck wasn’t being drained by this island, you might become a centenarian.”

”I get it!” The Island Master said angrily, ”This means you’re plotting against my life! This is an irreconcilable grudge!”

The young man in white suddenly looked in one direction.

Little Taotie immediately hid behind Teacher Beibei, a little scared.

Little Taotie peeked out and saw that the man in white was still looking at her, so she continued to hide, her big eyes full of innocence and confusion.

The young man in white withdrew his gaze and suddenly asked, ”Little Taotie, are you from the Mysterious Sect?”

Everyone’s gaze instantly focused on Little Taotie.

Little Taotie remained hidden and silent.

Why should I tell you!

Second Bro said this can’t be casually told to others!

Seeing the young girl’s eyes full of caution, the young man in white shrugged, ”Alright, I won’t ask anymore.”

His silence didn’t mean others wouldn’t ask. Little Veggie squinted her eyes and feigned curiosity, ”Little Taotie, why won’t you answer? Are you evading the question?”

Little Taotie didn’t want to pay attention to her.

This person with a black mushroom cap on her head was so annoying!

Little Veggie felt a little annoyed at being ignored but continued to ask, ”Could it be that I’ve hit the mark? Are you from the Mysterious Sect? What does the Mysterious Sect mean? Is it Mysticism?”

Little Veggie regretted turning off the camera. If only everyone could see this Little Taotie ignoring her questions; people would surely call her an ill-mannered child!

Little Veggie wondered in her mind: Haven’t five minutes passed yet?

She didn’t know that the director and assistant director had pulled a little trick, infinitely extending the five minutes.

The young man in white turned to the Island Master, ”Do you want me to rid this island of Yin Qi for you?”

”You can do that?”

”Yes, but it will destroy a Magic Artifact. It’s quite pricey.”

The Island Master suddenly realized and boldly said, ”Name your price.”

”Eighty million.”

Everyone around who heard the price gasped.

The Island Master didn’t mind, waving his hand, ”Alright, eighty million isn’t expensive.”

If I don’t spend that eighty million, my 80 years of luck will be used up on this island. It’s a worthy trade! With 80 years of outstanding luck, who knows how many eighty millions I could earn!

The Island Master looked at the woman beside him, and she understood, pulling out a checkbook to write a check.

The young man in white accepted the check, taking out a golden gourd encrusted with five different colored gems, representing the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

As the gourd absorbed the Yin Qi, everyone felt a chill breeze pass by, making their hairs stand on end, deeply uncomfortable.

The young man in white closed the lid, ”The transaction is complete.”

But the Island Master called out to him, ”Can you help me get revenge?”

The young man in white glanced at the contract and asked with a smile, ”Has the Island Master found the culprit possibly responsible?”

The Island Master sighed, ”Before you came, I investigated but couldn’t find the intermediary who helped the previous owner sell the island.”

The young man in white shook the golden gourd slightly and grinned, ”That person wanted to use the Island Master to drain Yin Qi. Why not give them this gourd of Yin Qi so they can experience the feeling of being unlucky?”

”Can I?” The Island Master’s eyes gleamed, excited.

The young man in white smiled, ”That would be a different price.”

”How much? Just name it. I must make that scheming guy suffer!”

”The same price.”

The Island Master nodded, looking at the woman next to him.

The woman continued to write the check.

Little Taotie widened her eyes at this scene, counting on her fingers and mumbling, ”Eighty million plus eighty million, a hundred and sixty million! Mysticism makes money so fast! No wonder Master always said after graduation I’d make more than a star; turns out he wasn’t lying to me...”