I Want to Spend Your Money

Wei Yuan kept his expression impassive and tried to pull his hand back. But unexpectedly, the Sixth Princess pulled her arms in, pinning Wei Yuan's hand against her, before clasping her hands over her chest and screaming, "No!" She cried out in a soft, babyish voice. At his fingertips, Wei Yuan felt heavy pressure and a distinct rise and fall of her internal organs. Beads of blood were already beginning to seep across the surfaces of many organs—clearly a sign of having crossed the threshold of the Second Sound! Yet Wei Yuan had no time to ponder whether the Sixth Princess had taken an hour and a half or two hours to master the Second Sound. Slowly turning his head, he saw Zhang Sheng standing in the study doorway with a faint, enigmatic smile. Wei Yuan looked up. In a corner of the roof, a coil of karmic luck circled, distinctly different from its surroundings—clearly concealing a massive Scenery Command. Without even needing to stir his divine sense, Wei Yuan's eyes automatically drew a wisp of aura from the Pure Land, piercing straight through the disguise to reveal True Monarch Xuanyue and his glaring, flashing eyes. As for the shadow-recording orb in the Patriarch's sleeve... True Monarch Xuanyue froze, then muttered to himself, "He can't see me, he can't see me..." Yet the temperature of his old face steadily rose. Wei Yuan gave his hand a tug, but his fingertips jolted as her internal organs pushed back hard against them. By now, a dense layer of fine blood beads coated the surfaces of all her organs; the process of purging the old and bringing forth the new had begun. This soft, tender little kitten was actually a rare genius in body refinement? How could so many years have passed without a single trace of body refinement showing on her? The Sixth Princess did not scream this time. She, too, turned her head to look at Zhang Sheng, all while refusing to let Wei Yuan pull his paw away. Helpless, Wei Yuan opened his mouth to speak, but Zhang Sheng spoke at the exact same instant. Both said together, "Listen to my explanation..." Wei Yuan hurriedly changed his words: "It's not what it looks like..." x2 Zhang Sheng spoke those very words simultaneously as well, perfectly synchronized syllable for syllable, identical in tone and inflection, as if they had rehearsed it multiple times. Wei Yuan fell silent. The Sixth Princess finally let go of his hand and shrank behind him. Expressionless, Wei Yuan grabbed the scruff of her neck, hoisted her out, and set her down in front of him. Flustered, the Sixth Princess offered a curtsy toward Zhang Sheng and said, "This humble servant greets Elder Sister!" Humble servant? Where did "servant" come from? Wei Yuan considered himself an old schemer, yet at this moment he was utterly baffled. The Sixth Princess's moves were just like her claws—impossible to guard against. Zhang Sheng stepped into the room and settled into Wei Yuan's seat. "What talents do you have?" The Sixth Princess froze for a moment. True Monarch Xuanyue hastily fished out two more shadow-recording orbs and tossed them into opposite corners of the room. Wei Yuan's fingers twitched, preparing to confiscate them, but two sparks of Dao Fire suddenly ignited at his fingertips, forcing him to reflexively yank his hand back. In this direct clash of techniques against True Monarch Xuanyue, Wei Yuan suffered total defeat. Zhang Sheng remained composed and serene, waiting for an answer as if willing to wait until the end of time. Recovering her wits, the Sixth Princess first cast a glance at Wei Yuan, then said, "I do have talents. I can bear eight in a litter." True Monarch Xuanyue's spirits soared: his grand-disciple had finally met her match! Otherwise, her heart of invincibility would have had nowhere to be honed. Since cultivating her dharma idol, this was the first time Zhang Sheng discovered that bickering actually required using her brain. The Sixth Princess glanced at Wei Yuan once more and added, "It was agreed before that the first three would go to him, and the rest to me. Now that Elder Sister is here, I'll give three to you as well. A kickback." Within the Sword Tomb Under Heaven, the young Daoist stated that this was outside his purview and refused to use his brain. The old Daoist slit his eyes open and began to ponder. True Monarch Xuanyue was also pondering: When had this been agreed upon? It seemed he had cared far too little for his disciples; he needed to reflect on this. Since Tianqing Grand Hall had been built, the wall-facing meditation room had never been used. Zhang Sheng beckoned Wei Yuan over. "Stand straight, turn around, take it off... What happened with this injury? Did you go out hunting?" Wei Yuan sighed. "Someone above meddled, so it won't heal no matter what. Sixth Princess, you'd better withdraw your divine ability!" The Sixth Princess looked bewildered. "I only have talents, not divine abilities." The claw marks on Wei Yuan's buttocks suddenly healed on their own, leaving behind only several tiny beads of blood. Zhang Sheng reached out and measured them, finding that the spacing between the blood beads was almost identical to the span of her own fingers. True Monarch Xuanyue pondered, then deleted a segment from the shadow-recording orb. Zhang Sheng said, "I originally intended to beat you to keep my Dao heart clear, but now even beating you won't make it clear. What should I do?" Within the Smoke and Fire of the Mortal World, chaos erupted as numerous armchair strategists who had never experienced romance eagerly offered their unsolicited advice. Among myriad proposals, Wei Yuan finally found one that seemed reliable. He turned around and leaned forward. Yet his lips were halted by Zhang Sheng's snow-white fingers. The attempt to seal her lips in a kiss failed. At this point, the Sixth Princess said, "How about Elder Sister hits me instead? If you hit him, Elder Sister will only feel heartbroken." Zhang Sheng walked over, raised her hand of Unrivaled Under Heaven, and swung a slap down. The Sixth Princess lifted her small face in anticipation, only for her chin to land directly in Zhang Sheng's grasp. Zhang Sheng pinched it twice, causing the Sixth Princess's small mouth to puff out like a fish out of water. Between the hand and the face, it was hard to tell which was fairer. Zhang Sheng smiled faintly and said, "Not bad. My Dao heart is indeed clear." Listening to this, Wei Yuan could not help feeling there was more to her words than met the eye. Zhang Sheng stepped in front of Wei Yuan, poked his chest, and said, "I feel like drinking tea. I'll give you one month to prepare eight cups of tea. The very best." Seven tea leaves given by Immortal Monarch Yanshi happened to be on Wei Yuan's bookshelf. He immediately fetched them, opened the box for Zhang Sheng to see, and asked, "How about this?" "Not good enough. It must surpass the Sword Palace's." "I see, so you want the very peak under heaven." Wei Yuan did not think it was all that difficult. True Monarch Xuanyue shuddered. His disciples had actually surpassed the master? While this posturing and style were magnificent, alas, the old Daoist lacked the strength to pull it off. Zhang Sheng tilted her head slightly, looked at Wei Yuan, and said, "Your master's worth right now is four cups of immortal tea, which makes me a bit unhappy. So I want to spend your money." Wei Yuan turned solemn and asked, "How much time do I have?" Zhang Sheng did not answer. She merely patted Wei Yuan's chest, turned, and departed. After walking out the door, she did not return to her residence, but flew straight toward the secret realm and went to the State of Ji. True Monarch Xuanyue suddenly felt his eyes grow uncomfortable, and he quietly slipped away as well. Wei Yuan stood by the window, deep in thought for a long while before finally turning around. Seeing that the Sixth Princess was still standing there, Wei Yuan said to her, "I'd like to ask a favor of you." The Sixth Princess blinked her large eyes, listening quietly. Wei Yuan pondered a moment longer, thoroughly weighing the causes and consequences before speaking: "I can help the State of Zhao increase its population, but I want half of the mortal fortune generated from it. I wonder if that's possible." The Sixth Princess shifted a step sideways, revealing the young cultivator behind her. The young cultivator looked curious and asked, "Increasing population can yield mortal fortune? What do you plan to do?" Wei Yuan was about to reply when the young cultivator said, "Think carefully before speaking! This can command a very high price, exceptionally high! But speaking of it now would be a pity; not only will you fail to get a high price, you will also be played in my palm." Wei Yuan smiled and said, "It's no pity. Right now, mortal fortune is more important than anything. In the future, this junior will have everything, but at present, the only thing I lack is a bit of time." The young cultivator nodded and said, "Speak, then." "It is very simple: everyone like a dragon, everyone born with purpose." The young cultivator looked pensive. After a moment, he said, "A seventy-thirty split." "Deal," Wei Yuan agreed immediately. The young cultivator said, "Seventy for you, thirty for me." Wei Yuan was taken aback. "Isn't Senior getting the short end of the stick?" The young cultivator smiled faintly and said, "Not at all! My only worry is that you don't owe me enough right now." Once the young cultivator vanished, Wei Yuan began to plan his next step: he would use one hundred million mortal fortune to await Zhang Sheng's killing tribulation.