Xiao Fan felt a pang of pain as he took out one hundred million spirit stones and handed them to the old man packing up his stall.
He had saved this one hundred million spirit stones for a very long time; an ordinary Void Refinement cultivator could not possibly produce such a vast sum.
Only a guy like Xiao Fan, who constantly had fortuitous encounters and was an alchemist to boot, could bring out so much.
The old man took the one hundred million spirit stones and cast a somewhat surprised glance at Xiao Fan. He hadn't realized this kid was actually so wealthy.
However, it had nothing to do with him. He just wanted to exchange for some drinking money. Since someone was delivering so many spirit stones to him, he naturally wouldn't be polite.
"This young master truly has means, this humble girl is no match."
Mo Tianxiao's voice carried a hint of regret, his eyes holding a touch of resentment. "It's just a pity. My little sister here wanted to obtain this wondrous item to extend her grandfather's life, but now it seems she has no fate with it."
"Little sister, it's your big sister who lacks capability, unable to even bring out one hundred million spirit stones. If we can't find another wondrous item with the same effect, grandfather probably won't live much longer."
Mo Tianxiao suddenly spoke to Huang Xiaoyao.
Huang Xiaoyao's expression blanked for a moment before she immediately reacted, her voice on the verge of tears. "Sob sob sob, I don't blame you, big sister. I only blame my grandfather for being fated as such."
Huang Xiaoyao hugged Mo Tianxiao, burying her head into his chest, sobbing as if she were truly crying.
Although she didn't know what Brother Tianxiao was trying to do, it was definitely a scam, and for this kind of thing, she absolutely had to cooperate well.
Beside them, Yun Sangyi turned her head, a hint of confusion in her eyes. What were these two doing?
However, seeing Huang Xiaoyao bury her head in Mo Tianxiao's chest, she also felt a slight stir. What did that feel like? She hadn't experienced it yet.
Opposite them, Xiao Fan, who was originally feeling smug about displaying his abundant wealth, instantly stiffened upon hearing their conversation.
So these two beauties had come looking for this natural wondrous item to save someone's life.
Did he just indirectly cause the loss of a human life?
Forget it, what did other people's deaths have to do with him?
Xiao Fan immediately tossed away the pity in his mind. If it weren't for the fact that Mo Tianxiao and the others were great beauties, Xiao Fan probably wouldn't have even considered this issue.
Mo Tianxiao noticed Xiao Fan's expression. He was actually unmoved?
Good heavens, as expected of a Child of Destiny, he did have some nerve.
"Little sister, your grandfather has lived for tens of thousands of years, he must have come to terms with it long ago. Don't be too sad."
"Besides, with your grandfather's strength, if he really wanted to find this kind of natural wondrous item, there would definitely be plenty of people delivering it to him. Perhaps grandfather just wants to let nature take its course."
"Sob sob sob, I know, but I just want to do my best to let grandfather live a little longer."
Huang Xiaoyao's pitiful voice was so convincing that even Mo Tianxiao couldn't find a flaw.
Reaching out a hand to pretend to wipe Huang Xiaoyao's face, Mo Tianxiao sighed, looked up at Xiao Fan, and said in a sincere tone, "Young master, seeing how filial and pitiful my little sister is, could you yield this wondrous item to us?"
"Although we don't have that much money on us, we can owe you first. My little sister's family is not short of money. We can arrange a place later, and we'll return the money to you, how about it?"
Mo Tianxiao looked at Xiao Fan affectionately, blinking her eyes, almost making Xiao Fan's Dao heart unsteady.
"Cough cough, may I ask, what is her grandfather's name?"
Hearing their conversation, Xiao Fan was somewhat surprised at what kind of person could live for tens of thousands of years. Such an existence... could this little sister's grandfather be a Quasi-Emperor powerhouse?
If that were the case, trading a wondrous item for the friendship of a Quasi-Emperor's granddaughter meant he would profit immensely. If he could win over these women, he would even become the grandson-in-law of a Quasi-Emperor. His cultivation path would be completely smooth!
"Her grandfather's Dao name is Wuya. He is a hermit rogue cultivator, and also a Quasi-Emperor powerhouse whose lifespan is nearing its end. Due to experiencing various battles in his youth, his divine soul was damaged, causing his time to arrive early.
As his granddaughter, my little sister naturally wants her grandfather to live a bit longer."
Xiao Fan's expression shook. It was actually a Quasi-Emperor powerhouse grandfather.
Although his time was approaching, a Quasi-Emperor nearing the end of his lifespan was even more intimidating than a young Quasi-Emperor!
Xiao Fan looked at Huang Xiaoyao sobbing in Mo Tianxiao's embrace, his mind already imagining the scene of himself growing safely to the Saint Realm under the protection of a twilight Quasi-Emperor.
If he could obtain the protection of a twilight Quasi-Emperor, it would be no less than the protection of a top-tier faction. This deal seemed doable.
"Saving a life is better than building a seven-storied pagoda. Since this young lady's grandfather urgently needs this wondrous item to save his life, I shall part with what I love and yield it to you."
Xiao Fan somewhat reluctantly took out the wondrous item he had just bought for one hundred million spirit stones and handed it toward Mo Tianxiao.
"Smack."
Mo Tianxiao grabbed it, revealing a joyful expression. "Young master is truly a great philanthropist. May I know your name? I will definitely mention you to my little sister's grandfather."
Hearing this, Xiao Fan's face turned serious. "I am Xiao Fan!"
As long as he could obtain a favor from a Quasi-Emperor powerhouse, this one hundred million spirit stones was worth a thousand times its value.
Hearing Xiao Fan's name, Huang Xiaoyao, who was hugging Mo Tianxiao, looked up. She finally knew why Brother Tianxiao wanted to scam this guy.
So it was that robber, Xiao Fan...
He had grown a few hairs, and she actually hadn't recognized him.
"Daoist Xiao is generous. We will find an opportunity to return this one hundred million spirit stones to you!"
"Saving a life is urgent, so we will take our leave first. Rest assured, we will find you!"
After saying that, Mo Tianxiao's face showed both excitement and anxiety as he pulled Huang Xiaoyao and Yun Sangyi and directly vanished from the spot.
"Hey! You haven't told me your names yet?"
Xiao Fan shouted, but there was no response. He could only comfort himself, "Saving a life is urgent, saving a life is urgent. They should be able to find me, right?"
Looking at their appearance, their strength seemed quite a bit higher than his.
After all, being able to be related to a Quasi-Emperor, their strength naturally wouldn't be too weak.
However, having spent one hundred million spirit stones, he still felt like he had taken a loss.
He clearly could have gotten it for ten thousand spirit stones in the beginning.
Eh? Since he was going to give the wondrous item to them in the end anyway, why did he bid up the price against them? Wouldn't it have been fine to buy it for ten thousand spirit stones and give it directly to them? Not only would he have spent less money, but he could have also won the favor of three beauties!
Thinking of this, Xiao Fan felt he was a bit stupid. He turned to look at the old man who was packing up his stall preparing to leave, and a flattering smile appeared on his face. "Old grandpa, I was just joking with my friends earlier. How about we stick to the initial price?"
"You refund me ninety-nine million nine hundred and ninety thousand spirit stones, and I'll refine a life-extending pill for you, how about it? I guarantee you'll live ten more years!"
Xiao Fan's thick skin, actually wanting to ask for the money back from the boss, was truly a bit shameless.
However, could an old man selling this kind of wondrous item be an ordinary old man? Didn't he see that the other party wasn't surprised at all upon seeing one hundred million spirit stones?
The old man slowly packed up the items displayed on his street stall and looked at Xiao Fan with a chuckle. "Young man, are you not joking with me? Can it really extend my life by ten years?"
"Naturally it's true, I am an alchemist after all!"
Xiao Fan patted his chest vigorously, brimming with confidence.
Just when he thought he could get his money back, the old man's face instantly turned calm. "Dumbass."
With a parting curse, the old man vanished into thin air, leaving Xiao Fan standing alone, frozen stiff in the cold wind.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
