Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 304 -304 Minister under the Skirt (26)

Fang Sheng and others hadn’t seen the face behind Chu Yingyu’s veil, but they felt she bore some resemblance to Chuzheng.

Because of this, Chuzheng and her group continued on their way calmly.

Three days later.

They arrived at a city.

To enter the city, they needed to check identities, and Fang Sheng was somewhat surprised because there was no need for such checks before.

“What happened in the city?” Fang Sheng offered a bribe to the city guards and inquired about the situation in the city.

“Master Nie Kun is in the city; they are all here seeking elixirs,” said the person who took the bribe, now spilling every detail: “They’re checking because they fear someone might harm Master Nie Kun.”

Fang Sheng relayed what he had learned to Chuzheng.

Chuzheng asked indifferently, “Is Nie Kun that impressive?”

“He is the only Saint-level Alchemist in Dongyuan, and he’s a valued guest wherever he goes.” Miss Chuzheng actually addressed him by name, luckily there was no one else present right now.

Alchemists are respected in Dongyuan as who can be sure they will never be injured, fall ill, or be poisoned?

Elixir Pills are precious, and becoming an alchemist requires talent, not something anyone can learn.

Even ordinary alchemists are respected, let alone a Saint-level Alchemist.

Even Divine Masters must be polite when facing a Saint-level Alchemist.

–

Master Nie Kun, albeit past sixty, had a robust constitution and was lively as he brandished the curved moon blade in his hand.

A young man hurriedly came along the corridor: “Master, someone is requesting an audience.”

The old man put away the curved moon blade, and his booming voice echoed through the courtyard: “No audience.”

“But…” the young man hesitated, “the visitor claims to be from the Jun Family.”

“The Jun Family?”

Nie Kun turned his head to look at the young man, who nodded.

Nie Kun pondered briefly: “I’ll go there in a bit.”

“Yes.”

Nie Kun changed into proper attire and walked into the meeting hall with his hands behind his back.

The people inside immediately stood up and cast respectful glances at the old man.

The woman at the forefront took two steps forward and curtsied deeply: “I’ve come to see Master Nie Kun.”

Nie Kun walked to the main seat without a sideward glance and seated himself after flicking his robe.

Being so disregarded, Chu Yingyu felt an invisible dissatisfaction in her heart, but she couldn’t afford to offend the person in front of her, so she had to endure it.

“Master, I am the eldest daughter of the Jun Family, Jun Chuzheng.”

“How come I wasn’t aware that the Jun Family had an eldest daughter?” Nie Kun was quite blunt, questioning her on the spot.

Chu Yingyu had heard this question before, and she politely replied: “I was unwell before, and the elders of the clan instructed me to recuperate in the mountains.”

“Is that so.” Nie Kun sipped his tea, not sparing her a glance: “What brings you to me.”

Chu Yingyu took a deep breath: “Master, I have come to request the Primordial Spirit Golden Pill.”

Nie Kun set down his teacup, and the lid clattered noisily onto the table, startling everyone present into holding their breath.

Nie Kun’s face darkened: “Show them out.”

“Master, the Jun Family is very sincere, and you may choose anything you wish from what the Jun Family has,” Chu Yingyu blurted out urgently, yet Nie Kun’s expression grew even more displeased.

Nie Kun’s disciple quickly ushered the visitors out.

“Please leave.”

Chu Yingyu was somewhat puzzled: “Young brother, why did the master suddenly get angry?”

She had only said one sentence…

“Miss Jun, the Primordial Spirit Golden Pill is a top-tier Saint-level elixir. My master possesses only one, and he most certainly won’t part with it,” the young man explained and, without waiting for Chu Yingyu’s reaction, closed the door.

Nie Kun had produced the Primordial Spirit Golden Pill amidst purple lightning from the heavens, and if not for Nie Kun’s own formidable strength, it’s likely he would have perished on the spot.

The Primordial Spirit Golden Pill can revive the dead; as long as there’s a breath left, it can make someone jump back to life.

This is tantamount to an extra life.

Nie Kun had such a treasure, and word got out, leading to countless people seeking the elixir.

But this was a treasure Nie Kun had exchanged for with his life; he was unwilling to give it away.

Chu Yingyu was just the first wave; the second wave was from the Shen Family, followed by people from the Murong Family.

Master Nie Kun was so pestered by the continual visits that he had no choice but to hold a contest. Whoever could present something that truly intrigued him would receive the Primordial Spirit Golden Pill.

Therefore, for this contest, various families began to drain their coffers.

[Main Quest: Please purchase the Primordial Spirit Golden Pill.]

Chuzheng: “…”

Bastard, are you retarded?

[… Miss, please don’t insult me!] It is not retarded!

They said they want rare treasures. No matter how much money you offer, they won’t want it.

Can’t you buy happiness with money? Don’t you understand?

Money isn’t almighty! Really!

How about this…

[Miss, what are you planning to do?]

I’ll steal it back.

[…] I knew it! King’s Account tried to calm itself down, [Miss, it’s only because the price you offered hasn’t hit the right spot. Money can do anything! It’s just that you’re not using it the right way!]

Oh.

Chuzheng gave a cold face.

How are you going to make an offer that hits the right spot in their heart? By digging it out? You’re really vicious.

King·Evil·Bastard·Poisonous·Account went crazy. Who on earth is vicious here!!

Dig out the heart? What kind of operation is that!

You must be a demon!

[What do alchemists lack?] Smile and provide service, smile and provide service, smile and provide service.

I’m not an alchemist, how would I know what they lack? Maybe they need a person?

[…]

Lacking a big-headed person, huh!!

[What alchemists lack are exceptional natural treasures and alchemy furnaces.] King’s Account tried to remind itself that its chosen host needs patience, guidance, and could still be turned around.

[Now, Miss, please follow my hints to do the task.]

Chuzheng lay back down on the bed.

I’m not going.

Freak.

[…]

King’s Account really wanted to stab its host to death.

Don’t fucking stop me!

–

Worn down by King’s Account, Chuzheng began the task unwillingly.

King’s Account indeed thoroughly embodied the principle of squandering wealth. Throughout it all, it kept making her squander money, and it wasn’t even those random stones, but the common currency—Xuan Stones.

The entire city knew of a spendthrift who was endlessly spending Xuan Stones all over town.

Chuzheng’s actions caused such a stir that they alerted Chu Yingyu in the city.

Chu Yingyu didn’t know what Chuzheng was up to and hid in the shadows to watch for several days without discovering anything.

Li Liang happened to find out information about Chuzheng.

“They first appeared in Pingqiu Prefecture. Previously, there was news of someone setting up a ring fight there to find a guardian. That person was her. Other than being generous with money, there’s not much other information.”

Chu Yingyu had already witnessed her generosity.

That couldn’t just be described as generous—it was downright squandering.

Chu Yingyu asked, “What about before Pingqiu Prefecture?” She wanted to know where she came from and why Xie Shu was with her.

Li Liang shook his head: “I don’t know; they just suddenly appeared in Pingqiu Prefecture.”

Pingqiu Prefecture was an area that no one cared about, so no one paid attention to where people came from.

“Where are they going?”

“I don’t know, but…” Li Liang looked toward the outskirts of the city, frowning, “further ahead lies the Skeleton Forest, infested with Xuan beasts. It’s filled with dangers.”

There are two forests in Dongyuan.

The Xuan beasts of the Skeleton Forest are powerful, despise humans, and if there’s not a powerful human leading, most people would not venture into that forest.