After leaving the Super Martial Alliance, Ye Chuan’s card balance had increased by 300 million.
And that was just the deposit!
"Alchemy really is the way to make money," Ye Chuan mused as he looked at the string of zeros in his account, feeling as if he’d acquired his own money-printing machine. In the past, this would have been unimaginable.
Ye Chuan, the billionaire.
Comfortable.
Ye Chuan lazily narrowed his eyes.
"Ye Chuan, after this move of yours, even the heads of the Super Martial families probably won’t dare to mess with you anymore," Wang Yanran, who was driving, chimed in. With the added benefit of mutual interests, only a fool would dare to offend Ye Chuan now.
Wang Yanran couldn’t be more grateful that she’d picked the right side from the start—she’d known following Ye Chuan would guarantee her a share of the profits.
Moreover, with the Wang family acting as distributors for Ye Chuan’s elixirs, their status would naturally rise.
Still, Wang Yanran had her curiosities. "But Ye Chuan, aren’t you worried those families might try to reverse-engineer your elixirs?"
"No big deal," Ye Chuan replied with utter calm.
Without the original ingredients, if those families could replicate them using substitutes, Ye Chuan would have to tip his hat and call them geniuses.
But with the appearance of those mysterious rifts, Ye Chuan had a lot more to consider.
Aside from spending on his own cultivation, Luo Xi’s strength needed a boost too—
Of course, Bai Qianshuang and Lan Xiaoke weren’t a concern. Bai Qianshuang’s cultivation speed was even faster than his, and Lan Xiaoke had a passive cultivation talent—holed up at home absorbing spiritual energy, she’d inevitably grow strong sooner or later.
"Hmm…"
Ye Chuan began to ponder. While the Spirit Infusion Elixir helped, it couldn’t truly set Luo Xi on the path of cultivation.
She needed both internal and external refinement.
The Spirit Infusion Elixir couldn’t be stopped, but she also had to start cultivating on her own—only then would the combined effect exceed the sum of its parts.
"Let’s roll a constitution for my beauty Luo Xi," Ye Chuan muttered, pulling out his phone and opening the familiar constitution-drawing interface.
[Recharge 50,000 for one draw. 99 draws guarantee a rare constitution!]
Huh?
Ye Chuan blinked. That didn’t seem right.
Had the price gone up?
Though he hadn’t opened the constitution-drawing interface since obtaining the Chaos Indestructible Body, he distinctly remembered it being just 1,000 per draw!
As if answering his confusion, the fine print in the interface clearly stated—
[1,000 draws are only applicable for self-use.]
Ye Chuan: "Wow."
Now this was capitalism at its finest.
He didn’t even know where to begin complaining, but for Luo Xi’s sake, it wasn’t a big deal. With 300 million in his pocket, spending 50,000 on a constitution draw was nothing.
Besides, this was just the beginning—his elixirs would bring him even greater profits in the future.
Once he’d calmed down, Ye Chuan started drawing—
Ten draws later, 500,000 was gone.
No sweat.
[Congratulations! You’ve obtained the Superior Ice Mystic Body. Added to inventory.]
[Congratulations! You’ve obtained the Wood Spirit Body. Added to inventory.]
[Congratulations! You’ve obtained the Ancient Demon Body. Added to inventory Gold.]
[Congratulations!…]
…
A gold-tier item in the first ten draws? That was unexpected.
"Ancient Demon Body—doubles efficiency in demonic cultivation?" Ye Chuan tried to picture Luo Xi with it. Would it turn that lively girl into a little demoness?
Nah. He couldn’t imagine that cheerful girl dabbling in demonic arts.
Better to save it for synthesizing a higher-tier constitution later.
"Not asking for much—just a supreme-tier one," Ye Chuan muttered under his breath.
Truth be told, even after all his efforts, Ye Chuan only had the Chaos Indestructible Body and the Infinite Mana Holy Grail gifted by the loli Lilith.
Both were conceptual-tier existences—one granting magic immunity, the other infinite mana—saving him from countless troubles.
After burning through a few million more, Ye Chuan finally saw another golden light.
[Item: Ice Mystic Saint Body Gold
Innate ice constitution. Can cultivate any ice-attribute techniques without hindrance. Nearly immune to ice-attribute damage…]
This one seemed decent.
Good enough for now.
Though… would it be too cold for intimacy later?
Ye Chuan thought for a moment—oh right, he had magic immunity. Not a problem.
Such chill meant nothing to him.
Next, he checked the odds for drawing a supreme-tier constitution versus synthesizing one.
Both seemed to mock him—even throwing money at it didn’t guarantee results.
The probabilities were just too low.
Bai Qianshuang’s innate supreme-tier constitution, the Heavenly Dao Body, truly made her a child of destiny—something unreachable for most.
"Let’s make do for now. If luck strikes later, we’ll upgrade." After storing the top-grade Ice Mystic Saint Body, Ye Chuan exited the constitution interface and switched to drawing spiritual roots.
Since he’d decided on an ice-attribute path for Luo Xi, her spiritual roots had to match.
A supreme-tier ice spiritual root would be ideal.
But getting one outright? A bit tricky. Superior-tier was manageable, but supreme-tier…
With a guaranteed supreme-tier only every 100 draws, the gold-tier odds weren’t exactly generous.
"Spend it is!"
Ye Chuan closed his eyes and went all in.
Some time later…
Ye Chuan silently stared at his inventory, now packed with spiritual roots. Among them, a single gold-tier ice spiritual root stood out—he’d spent over 40 million before finally securing Luo Xi’s supreme-tier ice spiritual root.
"Yikes. Good thing I’m making bank now—no need to fret over money." Ye Chuan sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth, but the thought of his future alchemy money-printing machine quickly eased the sting.
Spend away.
Just then, his phone buzzed—a message from Luo Xi.
Luo Xi: Chuan, when are you coming back?
Ye Chuan: What’s up?
Luo Xi: That girl we picked up… she’s awake.
A single sentence made Ye Chuan raise an eyebrow.
Awake?
He immediately called Luo Xi. Once connected, he asked, "She’s awake?"
"Yeah, but she seems… out of it. Doesn’t respond when spoken to."
Meanwhile, on the other end—
At home.
Luo Xi stood in the room, phone in hand. Beside her, a girl in a white coat sat cross-legged on the bed.
Her eyes were dull, devoid of light—almost lifeless.
The girl sat quietly, showing no interest in her surroundings.
"Chuan, should I take her to the hospital first?" Luo Xi asked.
"No point," Ye Chuan said. He’d already used a Revival Pill on her.
"Maybe she’s just disoriented after waking up?"
"I’ll head back and check."
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