"I say, do you have anything else to give me? Are you trying to dismiss a beggar with just these few spirit stones?"
Mo Tianxiao's voice rang out again, snapping Zhou Wu back to reality. He chuckled awkwardly, "Miss Nan is really good at joking. I naturally have good things here, but I can't just give them away for nothing, right?"
"Miss Nan, how about we have a meal together and become friends first? Once we get to know each other better, I'll give you even better treasures."
Zhou Wu looked at Mo Tianxiao probeingly, a grinning expression on his face, but feeling disdain in his heart.
He hadn't expected this woman to be so materialistic, but that was fine; such women were easier to conquer.
His Great Zhou Dynasty was not lacking in money at all.
Mo Tianxiao's expression was cold. "Take the things out for me to see first, and then I'll decide whether or not to be friends with you."
Trying to get something for nothing? Did he really think he could pick him up with just a few tens of millions of spirit stones? He was thinking too simply.
Zhou Wu's cheek twitched slightly, his smile stiffening. He slowly put away his smile, his eyes becoming much calmer. "Alright, since Miss Nan has said so, let's see if these are enough to make friends with you."
With that, Zhou Wu opened his palm, and three ten-thousand-year-old heavenly treasures appeared in his hand.
"As an alchemist, you should know the value of these treasures, right?"
A playful look appeared on Zhou Wu's face. He looked at Mo Tianxiao with a crooked, half-smile, wanting to see shock and astonishment on his face.
Just a mere alchemist at the Primordial Spirit realm. Did she think that just because she joined the Haoran Righteousness Sect, she could speak to him with a straight face?
I'll let you be smug for a moment. Once I take you down, I'll teach you a good lesson.
Zhou Wu began to fantasize in his mind.
Mo Tianxiao's cold attitude made him very unhappy, and when he was unhappy, he had to vent it.
He was just that generous, using three ten-thousand-year heavenly treasures as bait. He didn't believe Mo Tianxiao wouldn't take the hook.
Just as expected, upon seeing the three ten-thousand-year heavenly treasures, a hint of surprise appeared on Mo Tianxiao's face.
"This is more like it. These are much more valuable than those few spirit stones."
The surrounding disciples of the Haoran Righteousness Sect, as well as the people Zhou Wu had brought to support him, all sighed in admiration.
"Worthy of being the number one playboy of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he is so generous!"
"Looking at Elder Nan, is she about to fall for it? No way!"
"Sigh... Elder Nan is also human. In the end, she can't resist the temptation of these treasures."
Zhou Wu's expression became even more arrogant. He looked at Mo Tianxiao, his tone losing some of its politeness. "Now you can play with me, right?"
If he had known she was this kind of person, he would have just thrown money at her from the start. Why would he have been so polite?
So what if she was a top-tier alchemist? In the face of such heavenly treasures, wouldn't she still become obedient?
Mo Tianxiao ignored him and simply reached out a hand. With a wave of inexplicable fluctuation, the three ten-thousand-year heavenly treasures in Zhou Wu's hand appeared in his own.
"Huh!"
Zhou Wu's expression changed. What was going on??
How did the other party do that!
He was a Dharma Idol realm cultivator, yet his things were snatched without him even noticing?
Mo Tianxiao glanced at him and, in broad daylight in front of everyone, pocketed the three ten-thousand-year heavenly treasures.
"You were going to give them to me anyway, so giving them to me now shouldn't be a problem, right? Thanks."
"You!"
Zhou Wu frowned slightly. Just as he was about to get angry, Mo Tianxiao interrupted him, asking in a low voice, "Who is Zhou Muxi to you?"
Hearing this, Zhou Wu's body stiffened, and his expression suddenly became a little unnatural. But in the next second, he returned to normal. Staring heavily at Mo Tianxiao, he said calmly, "Elder Zhou is a core elder of the Haoran Righteousness Sect. Everyone knows this."
"Miss Nan doesn't think that just because Elder Zhou's surname is Zhou, she is a member of our Great Zhou Dynasty's royal family, do you? There are too many cultivators in the world with the surname Zhou. We would love for Elder Zhou to be a member of our royal family, but unfortunately... she has nothing to do with us."
Mo Tianxiao nodded slowly. "Since that's the case, then tell the people behind you that I like women. Next time you bring me a gift, remember to find a prettier woman to do it."
With that, Mo Tianxiao ignored the gazes of the crowd, turned around, and left.
Picking up three ten-thousand-year heavenly treasures and tens of millions of spirit stones for free, this speed of making money was faster than robbing. No! This was robbing!
Zhou Wu stood frozen in place, his gradually bloodshot eyes fixed on Mo Tianxiao's retreating back. He clenched and unclenched his fists, but ultimately did not make a move.
"Let's go!"
He forcefully flicked his sleeves and left dejectedly.
"Damn! Elder Nan is awesome!"
"To dare treat Prince Zhou like this, she is simply a role model for our generation!"
"I've decided, from now on, Elder Nan is my goddess!"
"Get out of here. Even Prince Zhou became like a stray dog on the side of the road in front of Elder Nan. Someone like you shouldn't even think about it."
Mo Tianxiao happily returned to his residence.
The people on the other side, however, were not happy.
"Fuck!!"
"How dare she!!"
Zhou Wu returned to the imperial city and flew into a rage, almost exploding from anger. A woman with no background, no strength, and nothing going for her except being a little good at alchemy, actually dared to treat him like this!
She actually dared to snatch his things in front of so many people!
The key was that his brain hadn't processed it in time, and he actually hadn't taken the opportunity to take her down!
After calming down, Zhou Wu took out a strange stone and injected spiritual energy into it. "I failed."
Zhou Wu said to the stone, his voice trembling slightly.
"Tell me the whole process."
A moment later, a woman's voice came from the stone.
Zhou Wu swallowed hard and quickly recounted the entire process, not daring to hide anything.
When he finished, the air fell silent for a moment before a scolding voice came from the other end. "Idiot!"
"You got robbed just like that and didn't even dare to utter a squeak. Doesn't that just tell her that we are connected?! You are useless and only good at ruining things!"
"You are not allowed to leave the imperial palace for ten years! Reflect on your mistakes properly!"
The barrage of scolding left Zhou Wu too afraid to even breathe loudly. He could only nod desperately, his bloodshot eyes filled with tyranny.
"Nan Mo!! It's all your fault!!"
He hated Mo Tianxiao to death, wishing he could chop her into pieces.
But the reality was that he was locked up in confinement for ten years, while Mo Tianxiao remained as carefree as ever.
"Achoo!"
Mo Tianxiao suddenly sneezed.
"It seems someone is quite pissed off."
They were still cursing him even now.
But it didn't matter. The harder the other party cursed, the happier he was. If getting cursed meant he could pick up three ten-thousand-year heavenly treasures for free, then please, don't show him any mercy, curse as hard as you can!
"Sister Nan seems to be in a good mood."
Just as Mo Tianxiao was humming a song and continuing to refine pills, an uninvited guest arrived.
Mo Tianxiao looked up at the smiling Zhou Muxi, his tone carrying a hint of frivolity. "Elder Zhou acts quite fast. You got the news this quickly?"
"You didn't see it, but not long ago, a guy claiming to be from the Great Zhou Dynasty's royal family came to give me money."
"The other party obviously wanted to scam me. Fortunately, I didn't fall for it at all. Sister Muxi, tell me, how could the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty be such idiots?"
The smile on Zhou Muxi's face stiffened slightly, and in her heart, she cursed that guy Zhou Wu as a stupid pig.
"I think Sister Nan is right. How could the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty ever produce such a fool? That man is incredibly audacious; he must surely be an imposter."
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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?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
