"Brother, stop talking nonsense and kill this little fatty directly!"
One of the three "Nascent Soul Ancestors," a bald strongman, stepped forward.
He had a ferocious look and was full of murderous intent.
Upon hearing this, the "little fatty" was not afraid. Instead, the smile on his face became even brighter and more harmless.
"I understand, esteemed seniors, please don't be angry. I'll pay more!"
The bald strongman was furious.
Do we, the dignified "Nascent Soul Ancestors," look like penniless ruffians!
You are insulting us!
Damn it...
The "little fatty" said, "One hundred million, how about it! Are you satisfied, esteemed seniors!"
The bald strongman
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Could not help but curl his lips upwards.
Now, looking closely at this "little fatty," he inexplicably felt that the young man was quite pleasing to the eye, heh, heh heh...
Another tall and thin "Nascent Soul Ancestor" stepped forward, scrutinizing the "little fatty" suspiciously.
"You, a mere Golden Core cultivator, who gave you the courage to think you could come up with a hundred million low-grade spirit stones..."
The "little fatty" chuckled and waved his hand, revealing over a hundred storage bags.
All the storage bags were opened.
Spiritual light flashed, dazzling and resplendent.
Countless spirit stones, like a waterfall from the nine heavens, poured down torrentially.
Holy crap!
The three "Nascent Soul Ancestors" were all stunned.
So, are "Golden Core brats" this rich nowadays?
Consider them, the three of them were "Nascent Soul Ancestors of the Great Xin Dynasty," enjoying "court stipends." Forcing them to come up with a hundred million low-grade spirit stones was not impossible, but... it would be rather difficult, and they might even have to sell some "private collections."
In contrast, the "little fatty" waved his hand and directly produced a hundred million spirit stones.
Incredibly extravagant!
Seeing this scene, the three "Nascent Soul Ancestors" really couldn't help but want to say something.
Rich guy, let's be friends!
The "little fatty" chuckled, extremely satisfied with the shocked reactions of the three "Nascent Soul Ancestors."
Problems that can be solved with money are not problems!
That's just how extravagant he is!
The "little fatty" said with a smile.
"Esteemed seniors, then we shall meet again. Farewell!"
Saying this, the "little fatty" planned to return to the "Demon Suppressing Great Hall" and leave the area.
"Wait!"
Just then, the leading "birthmark Nascent Soul Ancestor" spoke.
"Is my face, Wang Ergouzi's face, only worth a hundred million?"
Uh...
The bald strongman and the tall, thin man both looked at the "birthmark Nascent Soul Ancestor" speechlessly.
At this moment, they really wanted to say something.
Brother, that's enough. Your face, covered in birthmarks, can't be disfigured anyway. Even if it's run over, it doesn't matter. Honestly, it's really not worth a hundred million..."
Upon hearing this, the "little fatty's" eyes narrowed.
Oh no, he's encountered a "con artist"!
However, the other party was, after all, a "Nascent Soul Ancestor," possessing the qualifications and strength for "violent con artistry."
Forget it, better to spend money to avoid disaster!
Considering that he was in the wrong first, after all, "a certain goddess" was driving too fast and had run over the "Nascent Soul Ancestor's" face, it was only right to compensate more!
A bright smile bloomed on the "little fatty's" face again.
"Heh, senior is right, a hundred million is not enough. I'll pay more!"
Saying this, the "little fatty" waved his hand, and another hundred or so storage bags appeared.
"I'll add another hundred million!"
Holy crap!
Hiss!
The bald strongman and the tall, thin man couldn't help but gasp.
What is this "little fatty's" background?
He casually produces "a small fortune."
So, is the "little fatty" also surnamed "Wang" like them!
One name cannot be written twice with the character "Wang." Rich guy, let's be friends!
Compared to the extremely excited bald strongman and the tall, thin man, the leading "birthmark Nascent Soul Ancestor" performed much better.
The ugly birthmarks on his face only twitched slightly before his expression returned to its usual coldness.
His eyes narrowed slightly, like a venomous snake staring at its prey.
He said sinisterly.
"Junior, one hundred million, two hundred million is not enough. You've damaged my face, lost me my dignity, and you must die!"
The smile on the "little fatty's" face faltered.
He felt the intense malice emanating from the "birthmark Nascent Soul Ancestor" and said in a deep voice.
"There's no need to make things so rigid, is there? I'm willing to use spirit stones to apologize, why must you be difficult with spirit stones!"
The "birthmark Nascent Soul Ancestor" let out a cold laugh, revealing his true intentions.
"Hmph, if I kill you, all the spirit stones on your body will be mine!"
Holy crap!
The "little fatty"
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Shocked!
Are "villains" nowadays so intelligent!
This doesn't fit the traditional setting of "villains being unintelligent"!
Can we still have fun!
The bald strongman and the tall, thin man both looked at the "birthmark Nascent Soul Ancestor" with admiration.
Brother Er is indeed Brother Er, so awesome!
This "little fatty" can produce two hundred million without batting an eye, he must have at least ten billion more on him. If we kill him, all the money will be ours!
So that's how it can be done!
Gained new knowledge!
The three "Nascent Soul Ancestors" all sneered, staring at the "little fatty" like hungry wolves.
The pitiful "little fatty," stripped of his "cash power," was like a helpless lamb.
"Fairy Su, save me..."
"Qian Duoduo, why are you here? Did Senior send you to save us?"
Just as the "little fatty" was scared half to death and called out to "a certain goddess" for help, "Daoist Jin Mo" from the surrounding encirclement recognized the "little fatty's" identity.
Qian Duoduo!
The "money-making prodigy" valued by Senior.
By the way, why is this guy here instead of staying in "Purple Jade Bamboo Forest"?
Oh!
Understood!
Senior must have foreseen that I would encounter a "calamity," and he specifically assigned Qian Duoduo to rescue me!
Senior, you are truly too kind!
"Daoist Jin Mo" was so moved that his eyes welled up with tears.
At this moment, Qian Duoduo also recognized "Daoist Jin Mo."
His face became even more bitter.
It's over, it's completely over now!
It was clear that the three "Nascent Soul Ancestors" were pursuing and killing "Daoist Jin Mo" and the others.
Now, the three "Nascent Soul Ancestors" knew that "Daoist Jin Mo" and Qian Duoduo were acquainted.
Enemy of my enemy is my friend, but in this case, enemy of my friend is my enemy!
As expected, they now had one more reason to "kill and loot"!
Sure enough, the murderous aura from the three "Nascent Soul Ancestors" became even more potent!
"Dead fatty, you're actually colluding with these remnants of Heavenly Secrets. We will surely kill you today..."
Just then, the gate of the "Demon Suppressing Great Hall" boomed open.
A transcendent figure emerged, floating out gracefully.
Immediately, a voice as cold as snow rang out, "You three old bastards, what kind of skill is it to bully a little Golden Core fatty? If you have the guts, come at me!"