Chapter 38: Why Are You So Stingy?

Money only felt insufficient when you needed it the most!

Tang Yuelu deeply regretted not bringing more money when she came to Clear Moon City. No, she regretted not moving her entire family here.

After struggling internally for a long while, Tang Yuelu gritted her teeth. “I’ll buy it!”

As long as she could break through to the Innate Realm, with her unmatched combat power, she could just go to the Monster Beast Mountains every day to hunt demon beasts for money.

Jiang Taixuan smiled. One hundred Yuan Coins went straight into his pocket. However, seeing Tang Yuelu’s pained expression, it seemed she was bankrupt.

“I’m going back to cultivate now.” Tang Yuelu tossed out a sentence and hurriedly left.

Now she lacked nothing. The only thing left was for her to break through to the Innate Realm.

Not long after Tang Yuelu left, Wang Mingming arrived. This time, he wasn’t in a hurry like before, nor was he full of vigor. Instead, he hung his head low and was being dragged over by someone.

“Dad, can you let go? Put me down?” Wang Mingming’s face was full of bitterness. Being dragged here by his father was truly embarrassing.

“Hmph! It’s all because of you! You completely shamed the Wang Family! Because of you, I have to use the back door when I go out and even disguise myself, afraid someone might recognize me.” Wang Yuan’s face was dark as he looked at his son, wishing he could slap him again.

“Oh dear, Young Master Wang, what happened to you?” Jiang Taixuan looked at the dangling Wang Mingming with a teasing expression.

There was still a palm print on Wang Mingming’s face, clearly showing he had been beaten up.

Wang Mingming’s face instantly darkened. So embarrassing!

“Now you feel ashamed?” Wang Yuan sneered coldly, releasing Wang Mingming. He snorted, “I brought you to the place you mentioned. If you don’t give me a good explanation, I’ll beat you to death!”

“Brother Xuan, quickly let my dad into the dojo! Show him! Otherwise, I’ll be beaten to death!” Wang Mingming, escaping his father’s grip, scrambled into the dojo on his hands and knees. The next moment, he froze again.

“Run! Why aren’t you running? How dare you lie…” Wang Yuan sneered, striding in after him. The next moment, he also froze.

A small hut on the outside, but containing a universe within!

On the shelves, dazzling light flowed. Divine arts and secret classics, Divine Blood, Divine Bodies, all so brilliant they dazzled the eyes and shocked the mind.

“Welcome, both of you, to the Divine Devil Dojo.” Jiang Taixuan smiled slightly. “We have Divine-level Cultivation Methods, bloodlines, and physiques here. As long as you have money, you can buy them all.”

Gulp!

Swallowing hard, Wang Yuan and his son snapped out of their daze, their faces full of shock and horror.

Wang Mingming was slightly better, having had contact before. “Brother Xuan, how has this place changed?”

“Isn’t it all for you people? You’re all too poor. We had to break up the Divine-level Cultivation Methods and split some treasures.” Jiang Taixuan said helplessly.

We… are too poor?

Wang Yuan’s eye twitched. Before this, if anyone dared speak to him like that, he would definitely have them killed. But now, he wanted to verify if this place was real or fake.

“Brother Xuan, I’m about to have a duel with Xiao Cheng! I beg for Divine Blood, a Divine Body, a Divine Art, so I can crush him!” Wang Mingming said excitedly.

“Xiao Cheng? What’s his cultivation level?” Jiang Taixuan asked with a smile.

“He’s at Martial Arts Sixth Stage. There’s no guarantee he doesn’t have some hidden trump cards.” Wang Mingming said.

“I recommend you buy a God-Demon Pill. Just one pill will help your cultivation and physique break through. Ordinary Martial Arts Ninth Stage practitioners wouldn’t be able to harm you at all. It costs only ten thousand Yuan Coins.” Jiang Taixuan said.

“Brother Xuan…” Wang Mingming swallowed hard again, his face crestfallen. “Is there anything cheaper?”

“Then how about the Innate Spiritual Energy? Five thousand Yuan Coins. It can purify the quality of your Primeval Qi and also help you break through.” Jiang Taixuan said.

“Something even cheaper.”

“The Innate Spiritual Energy can be bought in parts. You’re only at the fifth stage, so you could buy just a single strand. Five hundred Yuan Coins.” Jiang Taixuan’s expression grew slightly displeased.

“Even cheaper…” Wang Mingming’s face was awkward.

“Didn’t you just sell your assessment rewards?” Jiang Taixuan was unhappy. “Tang Yuelu spent over ten thousand Yuan Coins. Why are you so stingy? Where’s the grand bearing of Young Master Wang?”

“How much? Ten thousand?” Wang Mingming shuddered. Ten thousand Yuan Coins? Tang Yuelu spent all her rewards?

Wang Yuan also pricked up his ears. Over ten thousand Yuan Coins? And she spent them all? Could it be that, just as his son said, everything here was real?

“So how much do you have?” Jiang Taixuan was speechless. This guy just sold his rewards. Could his father have confiscated them?

“Fifty Yuan Coins.” Wang Mingming said with a tearful face, shooting a resentful glance at his father, Wang Yuan.

“With fifty Yuan Coins, buy an entry-level Martial Arts Technique. We have the Divine Martial Scripture, the Arrow God Scripture, and the Divine Thunder Tyrant Body Scripture here. They are all Divine-level. After cultivating them, eat some more treasures to push through your bottlenecks. That should be enough to beat opponents of the same rank.”

Jiang Taixuan had no choice but to take Wang Mingming to the Martial Arts Technique shelf.

“Brother Xuan, if I only cultivate the technique, with absolutely no other resources, is it possible for me to defeat Xiao Cheng, who’s at the sixth stage?” Wang Mingming clutched his fifty Yuan Coins, his voice trembling.

Because he had sold his rewards twice, his family had cut off his resource allowance!

“It’s a bit uncertain. After all, you haven’t obtained Divine Blood or a Divine Body.” Jiang Taixuan shrugged helplessly. “It’s still because you have too little money, only enough to buy one entry-level manual.”

“Dad, do you really have the heart to watch me get beaten to death by Xiao Cheng?” Wang Mingming suddenly looked at Wang Yuan, his eyes slightly red.

Jiang Taixuan also looked at Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan frowned slightly and sighed lightly. “Fine. One entry-level manual. You choose. I’ll buy one God-Demon Pill for you.”

Having said that, Wang Yuan took out ten thousand and fifty Yuan Coins and handed them to Jiang Taixuan. He sneered inwardly. With these Yuan Coins, he would let his son see clearly that all this was fake. Then he would use the family’s power to get the money back and teach Jiang Taixuan a lesson.

“Thank you, Dad!” Wang Mingming said joyfully.

“As you wish.” Jiang Taixuan smiled, taking out a packet of God-Demon Pills and accepting the ten thousand Yuan Coins. He then looked at the Martial Arts Technique section. “Pick one yourself.”

“Should I choose the Arrow God Scripture? Or the Divine Martial Scripture? What’s so special about this Divine Thunder Tyrant Body Scripture?” For a moment, Wang Mingming fell into difficulty choosing.

In his heart, he was very tempted by the Arrow God Scripture, especially after seeing Li Guang’s elegant and powerful demeanor while hunting demon beasts.

But he didn’t want to be an archer. He wanted to be a close-combat fighter.

“They are all Divine-level Cultivation Methods. The Divine Martial Scripture is the best technique for learning Martial Arts. It allows mastery of countless martial skills. The Arrow God Scripture is the best technique for archers. The Divine Thunder Tyrant Body Scripture controls lightning and is extremely domineering, but you need to be struck by lightning. Each has its merits.” Jiang Taixuan explained.

“Struck by lightning? Forget it. To master countless peerless skills, I’ll go with the Divine Martial Scripture.” Thinking about being struck by lightning gave Wang Mingming a shiver. He wisely chose the entry-level part of the Divine Martial Scripture.

Hum!

As soon as he made the purchase, a flash of golden light shone and entered Wang Mingming’s brow. A mysterious entry-level mantra was deeply imprinted in his mind: the entry-level part of the Divine Martial Scripture!

“For the God-Demon Pill, it’s best to ask your father for help to control the pill’s power. Otherwise, your body might explode.” Jiang Taixuan smiled.

Wang Mingming could not wait any longer. Not caring that the God-Demon Pill was too big, he swallowed it in two mouthfuls. Instantly, his body swelled up. The vast power of the God-Demon Pill filled his limbs and bones.

Wang Yuan’s expression changed in surprise, and he quickly acted to stabilize the God-Demon Pill’s power within Wang Mingming’s body.

Wang Mingming also began operating the entry-level part of the Divine Martial Scripture, starting to absorb the God-Demon Pill’s power.

Jiang Taixuan walked to the side with a smile, not disturbing them. Cultivation was sensitive to disturbance. He silently guarded the entrance to prevent anyone from coming in to disturb them.

This time, as Wang Mingming broke through and transformed, his father would probably fall into the trap too, right?