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Chapter 4149 I really can't afford to support you



Chapter 4149 I really can't afford to support you

“Mr. Lin, your family’s problem is only half solved. Although your family is no longer in mortal danger and will not be killed by the zombies that your ancestors in the ancestral grave have turned into, the feng shui arrangement of the blood bricks that concealed the heavens is still broken. It must be remedied in time, otherwise your family will not only suffer bad luck, but also lose all their wealth.” I explained to Mr. Lin.

Upon hearing what I said, Boss Lin immediately became somewhat panicked: "Young Master Wu, you have to help me, what should I do?"

"This feng shui arrangement using blood-stained bricks is a deviant technique within feng shui, and it has the power to backfire. Currently, the best remedy is to restore all thirty-six blood-stained bricks, not one less, and rebuild them on the main beam. We also need to water the old locust tree in the yard with black dog blood, since the old locust tree absorbs evil energy. Your old house was probably an execution ground a hundred years ago, a place specifically used to execute criminals. There must have been many people who died unjustly back then, so the resentment is very strong, and we must appease the resentment of those dead souls." I looked at Boss Lin.

"Okay, okay, I'll do as you say. Is there anything else you need besides these?" Boss Lin asked in great detail.

“Yes, and there’s one more important thing: you have to stay in that old house for a full forty-nine days, not a day less, to make the house more lively,” I instructed again.

Upon hearing this, Boss Lin was in a bit of a predicament: "Young Master Wu, I have many businesses to manage, and I can't stay in the old house forever. Could you find someone to replace me?"

“No, if you want to squander your family fortune and have your wife and children suffer, you can stay here, but don’t blame me for not warning you,” I said firmly.

"Alright then, I'll put the business aside for now; this is the most important thing."

As he spoke, Mr. Lin took out a bank card and handed it to me: "Young Master Wu, as we agreed, three million, not a penny less. Please accept this. If any of my friends need anything in the future, I will definitely contact you again."

"Sure, sure, then I won't stand on ceremony." With that, I took the bank card.

Three million is a lot of money, and it was earned with my life on the line. With this money for entertainment, I feel more confident.

I have plenty of talismans on me now, I get them all from Lao Tang, but I'm short on pocket money.

After drinking and eating, Little Fatty, Master Zhou, and I were taken back to the hotel by Boss Lin.

As soon as I got back, I said to Master Zhou, "Master Zhou, since you introduced this business to me, let's split it 50/50."

Upon hearing this, Master Zhou waved his hands repeatedly: "Young Master Wu, I won't take a single penny of this money. You saved my life and didn't ask me for money, which is already more than enough. How could I possibly share the money you earned? No, no, you keep it all..."

I knew Master Zhou wouldn't take it. When it comes to dividing money, Master Zhou is never ambiguous. He takes what he's entitled to and won't take a single penny that he's not entitled to.

"You have to take some, it's the rule in our line of work, otherwise you're disrespecting me." I smiled.

Upon hearing what I said, Master Zhou replied, "Young Master Wu, since that's the case, just give me 100,000 yuan as a token."

"One hundred thousand is too little, I'll give you three hundred thousand, you can keep it."

As I spoke, I called out to Fatty and told him to take his bank card and withdraw 600,000 yuan first thing tomorrow morning, with 300,000 yuan going to him and Boss Zhou each.

Although Little Fatty wasn't of much help, he did participate in digging up the grave and even got infected with corpse poison, so he'll definitely get a share of the money.

Besides giving Little Fatty some money, I also plan to give him a refined corpse pill so that he can also improve his cultivation.

After consuming this Corpse Pill, and with the cultivation of the experts I devoured in the Fire Domain, I estimate that my cultivation level will reach around the seventh level of the Ghost Immortal Realm.

For ordinary cultivators, once they reach the Ghost Immortal realm, it takes at least ten years to advance one rank. I only devoured a few experts and obtained some corpse pills, and my cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, which is incomparable to ordinary people.

If I could break through to the Earth Immortal Realm at the age of thirty, I would be an extremely rare existence in the entire China, not to mention anything else.

Thinking of that Daoist Ci Nian, who is already a hundred years old, he has been striving for several years to go from the pseudo-immortal realm to the earth immortal realm, but I don't know if he has succeeded or not.

I haven't seen those old Taoist priests from Tayun Mountain for a long time, and I miss them a little.

After dividing the money, we bought plane tickets early the next morning and flew directly back to Yanbei.

The first thing I did after returning was to discuss with Master Ba how to refine the crystals of the two zombies.

When Eighth Master saw the crystalline form of the zombie, his eyes lit up considerably. He said it was a good thing, a purple-eyed zombie, which was extremely rare.

So Eighth Master prescribed me a medicine, and I've been busy these past few days refining those two corpse pills.

Different zombies require different herbs, so we'll have to ask Eighth Master for help. He's an omniscient person; I feel like there's nothing he doesn't know.

Of these three old men, Eighth Master treated me the best. He never cheated me out of money and always granted my requests.

It's unimaginable how much trouble we would have in if it weren't for this fat quail.

About a week later, the corpse pill was successfully refined. It turned into two purple pills, one large and one small. I didn't stand on ceremony with Little Fatty and gave him the smaller one.

He was led onto the path of cultivation by me. If I become rich and powerful, I will not forget him. Of course, I cannot forget the kindness he has shown me.

The key is that I also cannot swallow two corpse pills at the same time; my body cannot handle it. However, after swallowing this corpse pill, the effects will appear within half a year, and the improvement in cultivation will be quite significant.

One afternoon, while Little Fatty and I were eating the meal that Uncle Tiger had prepared, an old Taoist priest suddenly appeared in the yard.

As soon as I entered, I called out "Little Fatty".

Little Fatty was eating heartily when he heard the noise. He immediately put down his chopsticks and ran straight into the yard.

When I realized something was wrong, I followed Little Fatty into the yard.

The person standing in the courtyard was none other than Little Fatty's master, the True Man of Supreme Goodness.

Little Fatty hadn't seen his master for years. As soon as he saw him, he knelt down, hugged his legs, and wailed, "Master, Master, I missed you so much! Why did you only come to see me now... Waaah..."

"Alright, stop crying. This is so unbecoming of a grown man. Your master won't come to see you, but you won't go to Longhu Mountain to visit your master either? Have you already forgotten about your sect?" Master Zhishan said, patting the little fat man's big head.

"Master, how about I go back with you and cultivate for another year? I don't want to be separated from you..." Little Fatty said, crying.

Upon hearing this, Master Zhishan visibly trembled and quickly waved his hand, saying, "There's no need for that. I really can't afford to support you anymore. I came here this time to see if your cultivation has improved, and also to teach you some of the techniques of Longhu Mountain..."

(Good night, I'll update early today)


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