Chapter 275, Money Can Truly Do Whatever You Want, Literally
Li Shanyan seemed to just stretch out his hand like an ordinary person.
That old, dry palm, however, held a kind of strength like that of a resilient poplar tree.
Clearly, it was just slowly reaching out towards Young Master Sang.
But Young Master Sang felt as if he were being crushed by a mountain; every organ felt out of place, leaving him utterly unable to move.
He could only watch helplessly as that old hand grew larger and larger in his line of sight.
Just then.
The hand suddenly stopped.
… Or rather.
Time itself seemed to freeze all around.
Young Master Sang still couldn’t move, but his awareness remained intact.
Everything in front of him was as if a movie had hit pause, except for one person moving slowly towards him.
It was Nian Nian.
“I’ll take a guess.”
Young Master Sang could only blink: “Is my dear Dora Nian Nian Mom going to save her useless son again?”
“Not quite.”
Nian Nian crossed her arms, her gaze still guarded as she looked at Li Shanyan, drifting gracefully around him.
“The system can only temporarily pause time in emergencies. And it has a time limit—whenever your points run out, time stops.”
“… Then let’s stop quickly. I can die, but my points can’t disappear.” Young Master Sang said seriously.
“Then you, stupid host, might as well just die.”
Nian Nian glared at Young Master Sang, then sighed and adjusted her glasses: “Let’s come up with a strategy.”
“This old man? You definitely can’t win right now. Even in mask mode, you still wouldn’t stand a chance.”
“Duh.”
The mask mode’s effectiveness had already diminished considerably since the Crossing Tribulation Stage, and its impact on the Great Ascendance Stage was negligible.
Besides, the essence of cultivation left by Master Crystal was mostly consumed already; there was no way what little was left could withstand a strike from someone at the Great Ascendance Stage.
“With your current points, you could exchange for items that could pose some threat to Great Ascendance cultivators.”
Nian Nian scrolled through the shop list softly, “But most of these are one-time consumables, which would pretty much wipe out your points.”
“And even then, there’s no guarantee those items will actually drive this old man away and save your pathetic life.”
“Don’t count on the mask mode either; it’s like waiting to die.” Young Master Sang sighed.
Suddenly, he turned with deep affection towards Nian Nian: “It’s fine, dying with my beloved Nian Nian Mom counts as a dramatic romance. I have no regrets—”
“I regret it! Who wants to die with you, stupid host! Get lost!”
Nian Nian pouted in irritation and kicked Young Master Sang right in the face.
Young Master Sang was still immobile, but his gaze flickered over Nian Nian’s flowing pleated skirt, revealing a hint of satisfied resignation at death.
“Stupid host! Where are you looking?” Nian Nian immediately covered her skirt bashfully.
“I’m looking at the steps to heaven.”
“… If you keep this up, I might really just ignore you.”
“… I’m sorry.”
“Fundamentally!”
Nian Nian poked Young Master Sang’s forehead, frustrated: “It’s still because your cultivation is too low that you have to rely on external forces.”
“If you were like your various beautiful friends, would the system have to work so hard to save you?”
“What can I do? I can’t control my talents.” Young Master Sang said helplessly.
Just like in reality.
Some things, no matter how much you want them, you might never be able to afford them in your life. Like supercars, private jets, yachts, stuff like that.
Talent is incredibly important in the cultivation world.
How many people struggle to open up their meridians and absorb spiritual energy, only to watch their cultivation barely rise like squeezing milk?
And then there are prodigies like Hua Jianglian and Yan Rouwan who seem to effortlessly gain cultivation just by eating or drinking.
You can only envy and cannot compare.
Young Master Sang had it tough in this regard.
In his past life, he belonged to the kind of person who couldn’t afford a supercar or private jet from birth.
In this life, he was also someone who had no chance with Crossing Tribulation and Great Ascendance levels from the start.
Among the many, many disciples of the Water Moon Sect, he was the least noteworthy.
No matter how hard he practiced, he wouldn’t see a qualitative change. That’s the world’s cruelest absolute rule.
“But I have a good mindset.”
“I feel lucky to have Nian Nian Mom already; no qualifications? So be it. What bike do I need?” Young Master Sang wore a resigned expression.
Nian Nian shot him a sidelong glance then huffed: “At least you have some sharpness. This system is way cooler than any talent.”
“Alright, now the system will show you a bright path. No more crying like a weak chicken about needing the system to wipe your butt every day.”
“Listen well to what I’m about to say.”
Young Master Sang’s expression grew serious.
“Given that you’ve completed the task of collecting the Original Immortal Jade, the mask mode has been upgraded accordingly. You just need to—”
“Wait! Hold on!” Young Master Sang asked, dumbfounded: “When did I finish my tasks? I wasn’t aware!”
Nian Nian shot him a fierce glare.
“Hmph. You were busy sleeping in a woman’s embrace, of course you didn’t know.”
Young Master Sang: “… Huh?”
“Let’s talk later. Anyway, the Original Immortal Jade is actually already in your storage bag.”
Nian Nian adjusted her glasses and said softly: “And just like the Original Immortal Medicine and Original Immortal Iron, the Original Immortal Jade is also one of the heavenly treasures and possesses powerful effects.”
“To put it simply, its power is creation.”
“Creating everything specific you can imagine.”
“Of course… that includes talent and cultivation too,” Nian Nian said softly.
Young Master Sang paused.
Why does that sound so amazing?
“Of course, it’s not truly all-powerful,” Nian Nian explained, “Firstly, it can only create things you can concretely imagine. Secondly, it doesn’t create out of thin air, but consumes spiritual power to create. The amount of spiritual power consumed varies depending on what you create.”
“For example, if you want to create a body that rivals a Great Ascendance cultivator, it would require the spiritual power equivalent to the entire cultivation journey of a Great Ascendance cultivator.”
Young Master Sang finally understood.
So, the so-called communication device was indeed something Bai Ming had created using the prototype of a phone with the Original Immortal Jade.
If he created one, then handed it over to local craftsmen to dismantle and study, they might be able to mass-produce it and even derive other items.
“Similar to the Original Immortal Medicine, there are side effects to the Original Immortal Jade, which is the number of uses.” Nian Nian crossed her arms, “Using the Original Immortal Jade alone gives you only three wishes to create.”
“But similarly, once the host retrieves it, this limitation gets canceled.”
“That means, the host can use spiritual power to create desired things unlimitedly… as long as the host has enough spiritual power.”
Young Master Sang nodded, somewhat understanding, then raised his hand: “Teacher Nian Nian, I have a question.”
“Speak.”
“While it sounds amazing, my current spiritual power definitely isn’t enough to create a body matching a Great Ascendance cultivator, right?”
“You have it,” Nian Nian said.
Young Master Sang was taken aback.
Suddenly he seemed to realize something.
Then, he directed his gaze towards his storage bag.
There.
… There were a whopping three hundred million top-grade spiritual stones.
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