Chapter 281: You’re Bugging Out
Three days later. Sang Residence.
In the living room, Gu Yingmian, Zhang Xiaoying, and Hua Jianglian were chatting and laughing.
Perhaps due to their familiarity with each other, no one in the entire Sang Residence seemed surprised by Hua Jianglian’s presence — she entered as if returning to her own home.
However, once the girls huddled together, it became difficult for Young Master Sang to join the conversation, so he could only sulk and sip tea in the courtyard.
At some point, a little head suddenly popped up beside the tea table, with a pair of mischievous eyes scanning Young Master Sang.
“Y-you really entered the Great Ascension Realm?”
“I spent three hundred million, and if I didn’t enter the Great Ascension Realm, then I’d truly be driven mad,” Young Master Sang pouted.
Si Jingzhu still looked incredulous, with a hint of jealousy in her voice, “But you hardly practiced! How did your cultivation improve so fast?”
“… You, a Ksitigarbha Immortal, have no right to talk,” he retorted.
Ksitigarbha Immortals can naturally absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth; even if Si Jingzhu slacks off all day, her cultivation would still rise.
“Hmm…”
Si Jingzhu pouted, a little wronged, murmuring, “I finally improved my cultivation, and I thought I’d have the chance to go out and be your bodyguard like everyone else.”
“Now it’s over; you won’t need bodyguards anymore.”
“What am I supposed to do? I have no value left! Am I going to be optimized away?” The more she thought about it, the more scared she became.
“No way! I don’t want to go back to living in fear of being eaten!”
Suddenly, her expression turned resolute, and she dramatically pulled down her collar, saying, “At this point, I can only sacrifice myself to secure my position in the Sang family—”
Young Master Sang looked at her flat collarbone in disbelief, his lips twitching.
“… The mental health department of the Demon Cult hospital is the third row on the left, no need to thank me.”
Just then, Aunt Yu walked in, serving hot tea, her eyes filled with joy.
“Ah, Master is indeed a person of exceptional fate. I always knew I wouldn’t be wrong. Choosing to follow you was the best decision of my life.”
“Ahem, it’s not that exaggerated.”
After sipping the hot tea, Young Master Sang stretched lazily and lay back in his chair, gazing at the bright blue sky.
There’s nothing quite like the peaceful and relaxed feeling of being at home.
It felt like he could sleep for an entire year.
So, Young Master Sang slowly closed his eyes.
For some reason, in a field of darkness, a few words slowly appeared.
… Three hundred million spiritual stones.
Young Master Sang snapped open his eyes.
No way. Every time he closed his eyes, he was reminded of the three hundred million debt he carried. His mood plummeted.
Young Master Sang couldn’t help but do some quick calculations.
Based on his current salary, this measly three hundred million spiritual stones would take about seven hundred years to repay.
And that’s not accounting for food, daily expenses, dowries, cars, and all sorts of holiday gifts and miscellaneous expenses…
Thinking about this, Young Master Sang’s face darkened.
“Nian Nian, can’t the Ksitigarbha Immortal Jade turn spiritual energy into anything?”
“Can I use my current spiritual energy to turn back into spiritual stones?”
“… You’re bugging out right now,” Nian Nian’s voice sounded a bit exasperated in his mind.
“It can, but the energy that’s already been used can’t be returned in full. Even if you turn it back into spiritual stones, it won’t even reach a hundred million.”
“I think, with a lot of debt, there’s no need to worry. Anyway, it won’t be paid off in the short term, so the host might as well just keep owing it.”
Nian Nian’s tone seemed a bit strange: “Anyway, the Floating Splendor Commerce people won’t rush to collect from you.”
“Speaking of which…”
Young Master Sang asked again, “You still haven’t explained the Ksitigarbha Immortal Jade to me.”
“When did this thing come to me? I only received Sister Shuiming’s sachet during my time at the Floating Splendor Commerce, right?”
“Want to know? Hmph, go ask your Miss Shuiming,” Nian Nian huffed.
Young Master Sang scratched his head, wondering where to find Gongzi Shuiming to ask.
Forget it. He’ll just ask next time he goes to the Floating Splendor Commerce.
Stretching lazily and about to get up, he caught sight of Yan Rouwan and Shi Qingyan walking through the courtyard.
“Ah, Young Master Sang, just in time.”
Yan Rouwan called out to him: “Sister Yubbing asked me to call you and the Sect Leader for a meeting.”
… How come he couldn’t catch a break and had to go into a meeting right after getting home?
Though he was a little helpless, thinking about the huge debt he carried made it necessary for him to work hard, so he could only silently endure and get up.
He dragged the crying and begging Sect Leader up the mountain, and when they arrived in the meeting room, Meng Qiyan, Tang Yubbing, and several other high-ranking Demon Cult members were already waiting.
However, among the familiar faces, Young Master Sang spotted someone who shouldn’t be here.
Gongzi Shuiming.
“… Why are you here?”
“Didn’t we agree?” Gongzi Shuiming winked mischievously, “The Floating Splendor Commerce is lending money to the Demon Cult, and also becoming a shareholder.”
“Is it okay for a shareholder to sit in on high-level meetings?”
“Of course it is!” Young Master Sang fumed, “Who agreed to this?”
“The Sect Leader did,” she replied nonchalantly.
Young Master Sang turned in despair to look at Hua Jianglian.
Hua Jianglian scratched her head, avoiding eye contact as she fiddled with her fingers, muttering, “But… but Sister Shuiming promised to give me a complete set of collectible comic books…”
Dude, you really fell for that so easily? Just a set of comic books and you’re sold out?
Young Master Sang wanted to say something, but seeing this was his own child, he felt reluctant to scold her.
And Hui Jianglian also noticed Young Master Sang was getting angry, quickly recalling what Shuiming taught her.
She quickly raised her hand, lightly tapped her own head, and winked playfully, sticking out her tongue with a cute expression.
“Oops, I messed up.”
Young Master Sang: “… So you only learned the art of cuteness from Shuiming?”
“… Sorry.”
Forget it.
Young Master Sang turned and glared fiercely at Shuiming: “You can listen, but I’m saying this upfront: you can’t interfere with our Demon Cult’s decisions.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll keep my mouth shut,” Gongzi Shuiming smiled sweetly.
Young Master Sang still glared at her cautiously before turning back to Tang Yubbing: “Let’s begin, Sister Yubbing.”
Tang Yubbing nodded and started the meeting as usual.
During the meeting, Gongzi Shuiming complied and didn’t make any noise, merely sitting there looking bored, appearing to pass the time.
However, her gaze seemed to linger on Young Master Sang, as if everything about the Demon Cult was of no interest to her.
In her eyes, there was only Young Master Sang.
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