The Money Rain Collapsed, the Mysterious Existence

Qian Yu was overwhelmed!

The young master of the prestigious Qian Family, he was... he was... no!! No!!

He screamed, roared, and wailed in a tempest of tears.

But then, suddenly!

He thought of something and looked at the doctor with hopeful eyes: "Doctor, I must be salvageable, right?"

"Even if my parts are missing! But we can transplant, can't we?"

That's right!

The Qian Family may not have much else, but they certainly had money!

He didn't believe that if he threw enough money around, he wouldn't find someone willing to donate their... stuff.

The doctor and nurse glanced at each other upon hearing this.

The doctor cleared his throat, stepped closer to Qian Yu, and patted his shoulder.

Just as Qian Yu thought there was still hope.

The doctor said: "Young Master, we considered that option, but unfortunately, the assassin's technique was masterful. They severed all your nerve tissue."

"When you were brought in, the nerves were already dead."

Qian Yu's vision went black at this.

But the next second.

The doctor comforted him: "However, there might be another way."

"?! What is it?"

Qian Yu rose a sliver of hope.

"If there's anyone in this world who can help you, it would be... the Divine Doctor!"

"But the old Divine Doctor has retired, and now only the new one remains."

The nurse perked up at this, her eyes shining brightly as she clasped her hands together excitedly: "Doctor, are you talking about Dr. Qin?"

"Yes, yes, the one by Su Muwan's side."

"His medical skills are beyond comprehension, with the ability to revive the dead!"

"Revive the dead? Really?"

"Who knows, that's what they say outside."

"Young Master, what do you think?"

Me? What do I think?

Qian Yu's face twitched, unable to speak.

It's over.

Everything is over.

Do I really have to beg that guy who slapped me?

And the most infuriating part is!!

Why do the doctors and nurses under my own Qian Family admire my mortal enemy?!

"Get out!! Get out of here, all of you!!"

Qian Yu, overwhelmed, roared at the doctor and nurse.

"As you wish, Young Master."

The two left.

As they walked, the nurse said: "Did you see? Tonight, things are pretty lively in Jiang City..."

"Yes, apparently someone used the Sky Dream Tree to propose."

"Wow!! So romantic!"

Damn it! Damn it!

Qian Yu's ears rang with their jovial chatter.

He clenched his teeth, his gaze twisted.

I'm in this state, and they're just happy as ever?

You're all looking down on me!!

At that moment.

Click!

The door opened.

A figure walked in.

Qian Yu bore some resemblance to the man, who was none other than Qian Hao, the head of the Qian Family.

"Qian Yu."

Qian Hao glanced at Qian Yu, who was lying twisted on the bed, and said coolly: "I've identified the person who tried to assassinate you."

"Dad?!"

Qian Yu, seeing the man, first showed a hint of joy, then hurriedly said: "Dad, forget about the assassin for now, I! I can't be cured!"

"Quick, use your connections to think of something!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

Qian Hao snorted coldly, glaring at Qian Yu with contempt: "Shut up!!"

"Dad?"

Qian Yu was confused. Why was his father yelling at him?

"Do you know who tried to assassinate you?"

"Someone from the dark web?"

"Yes! But do you know why they came after you?!"

"B-because I'm the young master of the Qian Family?"

"Rubbish!!!"

"Before you were targeted! All assassination orders on Su Muwan were canceled!!"

"You fool! Who gave you the idea to assassinate Su Muwan?!! Don't others know, but don't we know how strong Su Muwan is?!"

"Four Peak Realm late-stages! Four! She killed them all!!"

"Are you brainless?! Others didn't come after you, and yet you had to provoke her?!"

"Just because Qin Luo slapped you 25 times? Do you know how many people outside would like to be slapped by Qin Luo and can't even get the chance?!"

Qian Hao felt both angry and helpless about his useless son.

He had thought about sending him out to experience poverty to understand the value of money, but instead of changing, the boy became even more immersed in debauchery after returning.

This time, it was also because of a woman that he was ambushed and assassinated.

Qian Yu was stunned. He instinctively looked at Qian Hao, angrily: "Dad! It must be that witch Su Muwan who had me assassinated!"

"I! I must kill her! I absolutely must..."

Slap!!??

"Ugh—!"

Before he could finish.

A figure instantly appeared and slapped Qian Yu hard across the face.

Qian Yu was dazed, staring at the old man beside him: "Grandpa Jin?"

The old man stepped back after slapping him, standing calmly: "Sorry, Young Master, but this was the elder's order."

"Dad..."

Qian Yu clutched his cheek, staring at Qian Hao in disbelief.

The latter only snorted coldly: "If you want to cure yourself, then go to Jiang City, kneel before Su Muwan, and apologize. Most importantly, you must kneel and thank Qin Luo for slapping you! Only then... might Qin Luo consider treating you!"

"Otherwise!"

"Prepare to be a eunuch for the rest of your life!"

"I won't help you with this!!"

As Qian Hao turned to leave, he glanced back at the dazed Qian Yu and said: "Also, you don't have to worry about the competition anymore."

"Not me...? Then who?"

"Qian Duoduo, your younger brother."

Qian... Qian Duoduo?

My younger brother?

When Qian Yu heard this name, images of his simple-minded younger brother instantly flashed in his mind.

My father actually wants that simpleton to take over?!

Click!

The door closed.

Grandpa Jin followed behind Qian Hao, glancing back at the closed door and letting out a sigh.

Since being slapped by Qin Luo at the Shangguan Xiao Banquet, the master had idolized Qin Luo like a madman.

Young Master, you... this hurdle seems insurmountable.

Inside the ward.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Time slowly ticked by.

Qian Yu, holding his face, gradually twisted his expression. His eyes turned venomously hateful.

Qian Hao!! You look down on me! You want to leave the family fortune to that simpleton brother of mine!

And apologize to that witch Su Muwan?! And thank Qin Luo that tyrant?!

What kind of joke is this!! You're all crazy!!

Since none of you are helping me! Fine!

Then I'll help myself!!

Once I succeed!

You'll all regret it!

Meanwhile.

In a mysterious space.

A dozen figures watched the scene projected before them with varying expressions.

The scene showed the Sky Dream Tree of Jiang City, as well as Su Muwan's battle.

"Su Muwan..."

"Heh, interesting."

"After the competition, send a representative from the Jiang City Alliance Branch to meet her."

"Oh, are we trying to recruit her?"

"Of course."

"The age of dwindling spiritual energy is about to end, and then... the other side of the world will reveal itself. We need Transcenders like Su Muwan."

"Oh? Su Muwan is that strong?"

"Yes... Old Heavenly Master was right about one thing."

One of them stared at the image of Su Muwan.

Speaking gravely: "If left unchecked, she will eventually destroy the world."

"Haha, the world is really unlucky. That's what you told us when you recruited us."

"By the way, what about that sidekick of Su Muwan's? The one named Qin Luo. He looks quite handsome; I like that type."

"He's skilled, but his abilities aren't up to our standards."

"Oh, too bad~"

Qin Luo was quickly dismissed.

After all, how could a mere sidekick be worth their attention?

Then, the speaker looked around at the dozen people present and said gravely: "Having decided, let's vote. Raise your hands if you agree to recruit Su Muwan after observing the martial arts competition."

"Agreed."

"Consent."

A twin-tailed pink-haired loli yawned and raised her hand lazily, asking: "What if she doesn't join us?"

Upon hearing this.

Everyone present had a knowing smile.

They all turned to look at the man seated at the head of the room.

The man had been keeping his eyes closed the whole time. After the room fell completely silent, he slowly spoke...

"An aberration that threatens to destroy the world."

"It can only be eliminated."

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