Chapter 90: Driven Mad by Poverty

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  Yuè Liàng Gé, the central location of the Xuan Gong War Tactics in Changchun Valley.

  Here, you can exchange for any desired technique with gold, contribution or rare spirit stone.

  Of course, on the premise that you have that capital.

  "Your Excellency, I want a middle-grade spiritual cultivation manual."

  Chen Mo arrived at Yu Liang Ge and said to the master of the pavilion, Li Zhufan, with some guilt.

  The reason for the lack of true energy is that Chen Mo's pockets are so poor that they jingle. Some blood money, plus the 200,000 gold won, all turned into a Yi Jing Dan.

  Although the effect of I Ching Dan is very obvious and has achieved its purpose.

  But wanting to win against Qiumu Qing in a life-and-death battle, I'm afraid it's still not enough, far from enough. The Qu family and the Xuanhuang Sect are places with abundant resources. Qiumu Qing will undoubtedly get the best growth from them.

  But to further enhance one's overall strength, they must start with the Great Brightness Divine Technique. Currently, the divine technique he is mainly cultivating is only at the third level, which is equivalent to the high-level of ordinary goods.

  It seems that there is no room for improvement in either combat power or cultivation speed.

  Therefore, further upgrading the level of Shen Kuo is an urgent task, and the sooner the better.

  The Great Brightness Spirit Code is one's own foundation. If the foundation is unstable, then techniques like Xuan Qi and alchemy are just castles in the air, reflections of flowers in water.

  So I decided to come to Yu Liang Ge to try my luck and see if I could borrow a book to meet the urgent need.

  Li Zhufan has a well-proportioned figure, with a jade-like face and whiskers, giving off an otherworldly air of elegance.

  Li Zhufan slowly raised his eyes and saw a young man in a green robe standing at the door. A gentle breeze passed by, causing the green robe to flutter slightly, making his figure appear somewhat slender.

  "In the spiritual goods business, there are some... However..." After many years of doing business, Li Zhufan could tell at a glance whether someone was truly wealthy or just pretending to be. Of course, there were also customers who deliberately pretended to be poor or rich. But this thin young man in front of him was clearly not pretending to be poor - he really was poor.

  "How much does it sell for?" As soon as he entered the door, he was looked down upon, which made Chen Mo's heart feel stifled, and he straightened his back. Silently sighing bitterly, for others, cultivating a path is already extremely costly. But for himself, it requires more than ten times the resources of others.

  Whether it's the Great Bright Divine Incantation, or the Bright Divine Tree in the Sea of Consciousness, or that gluttonous Little Eight. Which one isn't a big consumer of resources? Especially that Little Eight, lazy and able to eat, even the richest person would be eaten to bankruptcy by it. Raising a pig is better than this thing, at least when it's starving you can slaughter it for food.

  "Ah autumn~"

  In the quiet little house, the little eight was snuggled up in a beautiful sleep with the fairy sister. Suddenly, his turtle nose itched and he let out a loud sneeze. Dazed, he opened his eyes and looked around, thinking that his master must be scolding him again.

  Hmph, Big Brother Ba is magnanimous and won't bother with you.

  Sticking out his round and shiny head, he rubbed against Mù Língwēi's chest again, continuing to act cute and charming. Immediately, he provoked a series of silvery, airy laughter from Mù Língwēi: "Little Eight, you're being naughty again? Hungry? Here, I have ten Great Spirit Gathering Pills, eat them slowly, don't choke..."

  The fairy sister is still good, looks beautiful, smells good, and fights fiercely. More importantly, she's too rich, a genuine white-rich-beauty.

  Should I leave a few for the master? Hmm, five is too many, four is also too many, three, no, still two. Okay okay, one... uh, accidentally ate them all.

  Don't mention Xiaobai's happy life.

  Chen Mo stared at Li Zhufan with wide eyes.

  "Ordinary ones like 'Blazing Fire Body Seal' and 'Earthly Compassionate Heart Seal' require 1.5 million, while some like 'Falling Clouds Divine Wind Formula' and 'Golden Body Unbreakable Seal' require 2 million gold coins."

  Yu Liang Ge's salesperson Li Zhufan has a gentle and relaxed tone, speaking smoothly and making people want to buy just by listening.

  200,000?!

  Chen Mo's eyes widened suddenly, and his heart almost jumped out.

  Twenty million in gold is undoubtedly an astronomical figure for Chen Mo. He only felt that in front of him was a pit of gold, and if he fell, he would be doomed forever.

  Standing at the door, Chen Mo took a difficult step forward, every step was hard to take. The cold wind blew, and his small figure not only looked thin but also pitiful.

  Chen Mo flipped through his pockets, empty and bare, looked at his storage ring, still empty and bare.

  Poor! Really poor!

  "Uh-huh." Chen Mo responded softly, not even having the courage to make excuses, and prepared to slip away. He thought to himself, it's better to be like Xiao Ba, just act cute and ingratiate yourself to get a full meal, who needs dignity or integrity anyway?

  However, because he didn't have the money to ask Master Mu Lingwei for help, he really couldn't bring himself to say it...

  "Too cheap? I have a high-grade spiritual product, only one million gold coins." Seeing the boy's eyes shining with desire, Li Zhufan said lightly: "Of course, if you don't have gold coins, you can exchange it for spirit stones. A high-grade spiritual product, only ten spirit stones, this is a fair price."

  "Hmm..." Chen Mo had a feeling of being struck by lightning, the further back the cultivation method was, the more its value wasn't simply doubled. It really was poor in literature and rich in martial arts, people without money, even cultivating a technique was a problem.

  But then again, a spiritual product of middle rank for one or two hundred thousand gold coins is really not expensive. Only in sacred places like Changchun Valley can such techniques be sold as if they were ordinary vegetables.

  The family itself is humble, but it regards the spiritual products of its ancestors' hard work as treasures that can suppress evil spirits.

  "Sir, can I borrow that 'Golden Body Unbroken Manual'?" Chen Mo asked, his face flushing with excitement.

  "What nonsense?" Li Zhufan, who had a somewhat immortal and elegant demeanor, had his mouth corners twitching slightly, even his whiskers were standing on end. "You're kidding, right? Who's going to foot the bill?"

  "Hey kid, this skill is already considered top-notch in the spiritual realm. Two hundred million gold coins? You can't buy it anywhere else at that price, it's absolutely a steal!" Li Zhufan patted his conscience and said, "A clear conscience price, gotta pat my conscience to sell."

  "I don't have that much money now, I'll just owe it for now." Chen Mo didn't even dare to lift his head, he wasn't afraid of life and death tests, but in the face of money, he still had to lower his head. One cent can crush a hero, and this was fully embodied in himself.

  It's all because of these overpriced skills, especially the "Indestructible Golden Body", which is too attractive to me. It has promoted the Great Brightness Divine Skill to the Spiritual Stage, and I'm counting on it now.

  "Is it a blank check?" Li Zhufan finally spoke out Chen Mo's intention.

  "Uh-huh." Chen Mo nodded awkwardly.

  "How long can you pay it back?" Li Zhufan eyed Chen Mo suspiciously.

  "I'll be right back." Chen Mo replied succinctly, his eyes sincere and his expression genuine.

  "You poor devil, how dare you come to my Yu Liang Pavilion? Get out! Get out!" Li Zhufan turned his head, having lost all patience. He no longer bothered with him, coming penniless and asking for credit, without even knowing when he would repay it, why didn't he just go rob instead?

  Poor? Dare to say I'm poor?

  "Bang!", a crisp slapping sound on the table.

  "How much is this worth?" Chen Mo straightened his back and spoke in a loud, clear voice. Suddenly, he felt the pleasure of being rich, speaking loudly as if it was a natural thing to do.

  "What a storage ring?" Li Zhufan picked up the ring, his eyes shining with love and unwilling to let go. Carefully examining it, this kind of thing is hard to buy even with money.

  Those who possess storage rings are either of high status or have extraordinary abilities, so few people can resist its temptation.

  "Is that 'Golden Body' manual enough for you!" Chen Mo slapped the table, appearing carefree, but his heart was bleeding.

  Watching someone else play with the storage ring, I feel like my heart is broken. This is the only valuable thing on me, and now I'm really penniless.

  My heart can't help but secretly think that if I'm reduced to being a storage ring's protagonist, it'll probably be just me alone.

  "Hmm, it's a good thing, but still not enough." Li Zhufan examined the ring again for two rounds, then threw it on the table like trash.

  "Not enough?" Chen's eyes almost popped out with rage. This was his entire fortune, what more did they want?

  "Hmm, too many flaws. At most it's worth one million, don't know how many hands it has passed through." Li Zhufan shook his head, as if looking at some trash, and even though he showed a disdainful attitude, his eyes still couldn't bear to move away from the storage ring.

  "Then I won't sell." Chen Mo was poor to the point of madness, but he absolutely wasn't poor to the point of stupidity.

  Just as Chen Mo was about to put away the storage ring, Li Zhufan's heart skipped a beat, feeling like a cooked duck flying away. He hastily grabbed Chen Mo's hand and said enthusiastically:

  "Little brother, prices are always negotiable, you want this manual, take it."

  As for this storage ring, its value is indeed far less than that manual. However, to Li Zhufan, these manuals were from the Long Spring Valley, and he could only cultivate one of them. It's better to exchange it for a storage ring, which would be more practical.

  Of course, he was constrained by the rules of the valley. He didn't dare to be too presumptuous and said with a humble face: "However, this storage ring of yours can at most be worth 15 million." This price was actually slightly higher than usual: "You also need to give me an IOU first, and then pay back quickly later."

  After finishing speaking, Li Zhufan's arm slightly bent, his palm turned into a claw, and in an instant the scrolls on the cabinet were sucked over.

  Chen Mo gently dusted off the scroll, and his "Golden Body Unbroken" was like a magnet, covered in dust, with a blurred cover that had turned dark yellow and dry. In the cold, damp corner, it bore the marks of time.

  Chen Mo was also extremely eager for this technique, and if someone who could even sell their storage ring was willing to do something, what couldn't they accomplish?

  Men should be ruthless with themselves.

  It's usually empty anyway. It's better to exchange it for a useful skill to solve the urgent problem, compared to quickly increasing strength, the storage ring is just an external object.

  "I'll hurry up, but I still need a Great Return to the Void Pill." Chen Mo quickly put away the manual and said with a carefree tone.

  Upon hearing this, Li Zhufan couldn't help but feel a surge of anger, thinking to himself: "You're not even rich enough, yet you act like a big shot? The Da Huan Xuan is at least a fourth-grade spiritual elixir, not some bean sprout. This young man is really too much!"

  "Big return Xuan Dan, 50,000 gold coins." Li Zhufan was afraid he wouldn't exchange it, but had no choice but to agree.

  "Two more, on the bill." Chen Mo responded generously.

  Li Zhufan's mouth twitched slightly, "Alright, you're not done yet." He said harshly: "Fine, a total of 600,000. Pay it back in a month. Otherwise, go find Mu Lingwei to pay her back."

  "A month? 600,000 taels?" Chen Mo felt a pang in his heart, but for the sake of quickly increasing his strength, he endured.

  With the "Golden Body Breakthrough" tucked in his bosom, Chen Mo felt an unprecedented sense of solidity, and as he walked on the road, he felt that he was about to be promoted, having paid a bloody price, he couldn't let himself suffer losses in vain.

  A real man has a heroic spirit that soars to the sky, stands tall and unwavering, knows when to let go and when to hold on, only then can he become a true strong person.

  My storage ring... My heart is bleeding again...

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