The vanished money pouch! His divine prowess had no equal throughout the ages!

Yu Fan weighed the Gold Soul Coins in the money pouch.

"They don't weigh anything?"

He opened the pouch and discovered that it was actually a Soul Tool.

No wonder he couldn't feel any weight when he held it.

He had thought he'd grown stronger again without realizing it.

"Brother Xue, you really are filthy rich! There must be at least tens of thousands of Gold Soul Coins in this Soul Tool, right? Now I'm a little embarrassed."

"No wonder you were so reluctant to part with it just now..."

There was a clear note of surprise in his voice. He evidently hadn't expected Xue Qinghe's money pouch to contain tens of thousands of Gold Soul Coins.

An ordinary family could work hard and save for an entire year,

and probably earn just one Gold Soul Coin!

"Then are you planning to give it back?"

Xue Qinghe's face lit up. She thought Yu Fan's conscience had finally stirred and he was going to return it.

After all, he had just said he was embarrassed!

However, Yu Fan grinned and said,

"You're kidding. Now that it's in my hands, how could I possibly give it back?"

"..."

Xue Qinghe's face fell instantly.

This was money she had scrimped and saved in the imperial palace.

Although Spirit Hall would provide her with funds,

how was she supposed to explain so many Gold Soul Coins of unknown origin to Emperor Xue Ye?

"Didn't you just say you were embarrassed?!"

"Yeah!"

Yu Fan tossed the money pouch in his hand and said,

"But haven't you ever heard the saying?"

"What saying?"

Xue Qinghe wanted to know what saying could be worth her tens of thousands of Gold Soul Coins.

Yu Fan pointed at the pouch and grinned.

"A gentleman loves wealth, but acquires it by proper means."

"Translation: I took a liking to your money, so I had good reason to snatch it."

"..."

Like hell there was a good reason!

Xue Qinghe had no desire to argue with Yu Fan anymore.

Just consider it feeding a dog.

She pushed open the door and entered the inn, just about to pay.

"Damn it!"

She felt for her empty money pouch.

For a moment, she looked at She Long in embarrassment.

"Elder Snake Lance..."

"Uh..."

She Long felt for the money pouch on his person. Strangely enough,

his money had still been on him just a moment ago.

How the fuck had it vanished in the blink of an eye?!

"Young master, you might not believe this!"

He said with a serious expression,

"This old man's money pouch has flown who knows where!"

"..."

Xue Qinghe watched Yu Fan stroll over, whistling as he said,

"Hey, why aren't either of you paying?"

"..."

Seeing that neither of them spoke,

he turned to the innkeeper.

"Innkeeper, have these two paid?"

"No!"

The innkeeper looked at Xue Qinghe and She Long and said,

"Honored guests, how about paying first? Our inn doesn't allow guests to stay before paying..."

Judging by their appearance, he had thought the two were big customers.

How come neither of them could produce any money?

"Wait, what? Innkeeper, what's that supposed to mean?"

"Are you looking down on my brother Xue?!"

Yu Fan was extremely displeased. He then pulled out two Gold Soul Coins and slapped them on the table.

"Get us three private rooms, the best you have!"

The innkeeper's eyes went wide when he saw the two Gold Soul Coins on the table.

"Oh! Honored guest, please wait a moment. This lowly one's dog eyes failed to recognize your worth just now!"

He leaned over the table and stared at them closely, unable to look away.

Where would he ever have seen Gold Soul Coins here in Nuoding City?

This handsome man, so dashing and debonair, really was filthy rich!

"This way, please! This way!"

The innkeeper took the keys and led the way.

Yu Fan said to Xue Qinghe with great generosity,

"Don't stand on ceremony. We're fucking brothers!"

"..."

It wasn't as though Xue Qinghe really had no money on her.

It was just that she had been afraid Yu Fan would snatch it again.

She had another Soul Tool.

But her grandfather Qian Daoliu had given it to her, and she absolutely could not hand it over to Yu Fan.

Even if Yu Fan tried to take it by force, she wouldn't give it to him.

Yu Fan lay on the bed with a money pouch in each hand, laser-beam special effects shooting from his eyes like a demon orb's.

Unable to put them down, he planted a kiss on a pouch.

"Jie jie jie!!"

"The sage was right after all!!"

"A gentleman loves wealth, but acquires it by proper means!!"

"Look, I've finally got money now, haven't I?!!"

That was right. During the fight just now,

Yu Fan had already helped himself to Snake Lance Douluo's money pouch.

As for whether Xue Qinghe really couldn't afford to pay, he thought it unlikely.

Xue Qinghe was Spirit Hall's precious darling,

the Angel God's heir, Qian Renxue.

He didn't believe she only had a few Soul Tools on her.

And every one of them was surely filled with treasures.

Meanwhile, Xue Qinghe sat on the bed.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got!

No matter how she looked at it, something felt wrong!

"Uncle She, think carefully again! Was the money pouch you lost connected to him?"

"Hmm..."

She Long stood to one side, stroking his chin as he pondered.

"He probably did it. When he sent this old man flying with that punch, the money pouch could very well have been flung off."

"..."

Was it really flung off?

Oh, my naive Uncle She.

Given Yu Fan's shameless character, Xue Qinghe couldn't help feeling that

She Long's money pouch...

had most likely been snatched by him!

"Sigh!"

Xue Qinghe sighed and said,

"Uncle She, what do you think of Tang San?"

At that,

She Long's expression turned serious.

"His divine prowess has no equal throughout the ages!"

"When he reaches adulthood, his strength may well surge again!"

"Not to mention he hasn't reached his prime yet. That's when a Soul Master's fighting strength reaches its peak!"

"A Soul Master is strongest in the prime of life!"

He hardly dared think about it.

Where had this freak sprung from? At just six years old, he had punched him into a mountain.

If he waited until he was an adult...

Wouldn't he punch him into a bloody mist?

"Then, in your view, Uncle Yu, is there any possibility of recruiting him?"

Xue Qinghe looked calmly at She Long.

That was the key. If they could recruit this top-tier combatant for Spirit Hall, even if Yu Fan could no longer grow stronger in the future, his strength would still be unrivaled.

On the other hand, if they couldn't recruit Yu Fan, Spirit Hall would very likely have to face a formidable enemy in the future, a monster capable of instantly vaporizing their high-level combatants.

And...

She still didn't know what Yu Fan's Martial Soul was.

"This man loves money as much as his life, and he's utterly shameless!"

She Long calmly analyzed the situation.

"This old man thinks there's a very good chance of recruiting him!"

"Oh? Explain!"

Xue Qinghe's eyes lit up. If she recruited Yu Fan into Spirit Hall as an elder, he would count as part of her own power base.

It wasn't impossible that he could help her unify the continent in the future.

"Heh heh!"

She Long sneered.

"Young master, forgive me for speaking bluntly!"

"One look tells you he's greedy for money and lusts after women!"

"We need only offer him beauties or gold, silver, and jewels, and he will surely submit to our Spirit Hall!"

"..."

Xue Qinghe was reminded of some less than pleasant memories.

She said with some irritation,

"Vulgar! Simply unbearably vulgar!"

"Young master, judging by this old man's experience from many years roaming the Douluo Continent, he's definitely that kind of person!"

"..."

Actually, She Long had a point.

Xue Qinghe could indeed consider it.

She would start with gold, silver, and jewels!

If Yu Fan really was interested, she would offer him beauties once the time was ripe!