Bibi Dong Was Furious

"Damn Zhao Fusheng, he's always eyeing this residential area!"

The head of the Wang Family, Old Master Wang, was currently glaring at the Zhao Family's leader, even lowering his status to hurl insults at this junior.

"Pah!"

Zhao Fusheng spat a mouthful of phlegm directly at Old Master Wang.

If the latter hadn't reacted quickly enough, that wad of phlegm would probably have hit him right in the face, leaving him covered in phlegm.

The two men were arguing fiercely over a plot of land in a residential area, and it looked like they were about to come to blows.

Certainly.

A fight is impossible; at most, it'll just be a shouting match between two shrewish women.

Just now.

After Li Fengheng and Zhou Dahai competed for the commercial street, two more plots of land with relatively high commercial value were auctioned off.

After these two plots of land were auctioned off again at high prices, those who had been watching from the sidelines, pondering the situation, finally realized what was happening.

Only.

Of course, by the time they realized what was happening, there wasn't much land left, just some residential land.

But this very residential area, after Li Fengheng's boasting, has become the priceless "Granny Jin," making it incredibly desirable.

And so, the scene at the beginning unfolded.

Two business tycoons were locked in a fierce argument over the sale of these land plots.

Certainly.

What they are fighting for is not only the value of the housing area itself, but also what lies behind these land plots.

Who is behind the new town development project?

Spirit Hall!

That's right, this is what everyone wants to win over or curry favor with.

Seeing that most of the land had been sold, Li Mubai finally spoke up, "Gentlemen, I'll have to ask you all to keep an eye on the construction of the new city."

As he spoke.

Li Mubai glanced at his 'mother' beside him and smiled faintly, saying, "Serve the food."

The Old Pigeon, beaming, went to the backyard himself.

Drunken Fragrance House)

This was not only a top-class geisha house where one could drink, admire flowers, and dance.

At the same time.

The food here is among the best in Spirit City, with a first-class taste.

But.

It tastes good, but it has one major drawback.

The price is just too high.

Ordinary people would never eat here.

However, this does not mean that the food at Drunken Fragrance House is not delicious. On the contrary, those who have dined there rave about the food, which speaks volumes.

"Everyone, please eat and drink well."

After giving a greeting, Li Mubai returned to the second floor with the Demon Bear.

Second floor.

Upon entering the well-insulated private room, Demon Bear slammed the door shut.

He looked at Li Mubai excitedly. "Old Li! Do you think I'm dreaming?! In such a short time, we actually got 23 million gold coins out of thin air! This dream is too real!!"

Li Mubai smirked. "Old Bear, are you dreaming? Let's try and see."

As he spoke.

Li Mubai reached deep into the Demon Bear, then grabbed the skin on its exposed arm and twisted it forcefully.

"Ah..."

"It hurts so much!"

A series of wailing and howling sounds suddenly rang out.

Thankfully, the soundproofing in this private room was excellent; otherwise, I wonder what others would have thought.

Seeing the other man's brows contorted in pain, Li Mubai finally lowered his hand. "How's it going, Old Bear? Still dreaming?"

"No, no." The Demon Bear, who had been tormented by Li Mubai, was not angry at all. On the contrary, he showed a bright smile, revealing his two rows of white teeth to the air.

"Old Li, this is outrageous! I can hardly believe it, that's over twenty million! Over twenty million!"

Demon Bear rubbed his arm, which Li Mubai had grabbed, his face full of disbelief.

However, the facts were right in front of him, leaving him no choice but to believe them. After all, he was one of the main characters in this matter, witnessing a group of business tycoons arguing and cursing each other in the street over the land.

"My goodness, that's over twenty million! That's equivalent to three years' normal income for the Spirit Hall. I wonder what the Pope's expression will be when he hears this news. I'm really looking forward to it!"

The Demon Bear was still muttering incoherently.

Suddenly.

He turned sharply to Li Mubai: "Old Li, over twenty million! If it weren't for you, this wouldn't have succeeded. I don't know what you've been eating, how come you're so clever and came up with this idea? You're a true genius! The Spirit Hall is truly blessed to have you!"

Li Mubai smiled faintly at the Demon Bear's flattery.

He wasn't a person who loved flattery, nor did he become arrogant and disrespectful just because someone flattered him.

He really wanted to say something to the Demon Bear:

If you went through nine years of compulsory education, plus three years of Simulation, and then four years of further study in the 21st century, you would end up like me.

However, these are things that can only be thought in one's mind and cannot be said aloud.

Otherwise, Old Bear would definitely treat him like a lunatic.

Eat until you're seven-tenths full, and drink three rounds of wine.

Li Mubai made an appointment with everyone to deliver all the money to Li Fengheng's house the next morning.

After giving all the instructions...

Li Mubai then led the Demon Bear out of the Drunken Fragrance House, and they each returned to their own homes.

As for whether Li Fengheng will abscond with the money...

Li Mubai was not worried about this at all.

This continent is already teeming with spies from the Spirit Hall. Once they've taken something from the Spirit Hall, no matter where you run to, it's useless!

Moreover, it was a business tycoon like Li Fengheng.

The company itself has far more money than that; how could it possibly abscond with the funds?

I went outside.

Outside, darkness had enveloped everything, and the stars in the sky were twinkling.

The gentle moonlight slid down from the sky, covering the entire world in a light silvery-white layer, as if covered in frost and snow.

The streets were still crowded, even more so than during the day.

The noise and shouts were incessant, rising and falling in waves.

The flickering candlelight of lanterns bathed the streets in a warm, yellowish glow.

It was late at night when I got home.

The dim yellow light shone through the window, illuminating the area outside the door.

Li Mubai smiled faintly, then knocked on the door.

After washing up.

Li Mubai lay on the bed, inhaling the faint fragrance in the air, feeling relaxed and comfortable.

After letting out a long sigh, Li Mubai began to ponder the events of the day.

Tonight's result was indeed somewhat unexpected.

He had thought he could only earn a little over six million, but today Li Fengheng suddenly approached him to discuss raising the price.

I thought this wouldn't succeed.

Little did he know, he had underestimated the power of these businessmen.

More than 20 million gold coins, several times more than he had expected.

Actually.

Li Mubai's real purpose in doing all this was simply to successfully sign in.

He remembered the original story.

The Spirit Hall will be destroyed by the alliance led by Tang San.

How could he possibly let this happen?

If the Spirit Hall and the Pope's Hall are gone, how will he continue to sign in and become stronger?

Li Mubai was planning to use his cheat system to effortlessly ascend to godhood, so he naturally couldn't let Tang San and the others shatter that dream.

It's impossible to cultivate oneself through diligent practice now; lying down and doing nothing is the best way to get rich.

So.

In order to successfully sign in, he had no choice but to build the Spirit Hall into the sole empire.

Two days later.

The merchants raised the cash and delivered it to Li Fengheng's home.

After counting the amount of money, Li Fengheng sent someone to take it to Li Mubai.

After all, Li Fengheng didn't know Bibi Dong, and he couldn't enter the Spirit Hall, let alone the Pope's Grand Hall inside it.

Therefore, he could only bring the money from selling the land to find Li Mubai.

In front of the main gate.

Li Mubai looked at the carriages parked all over the street and couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

More than 20 million gold coins filled more than 20 horse-drawn carriages.

The carriages were all completely covered, with not a single gap visible.

The onlookers on the street, unaware of what had happened, were speculating and gossiping amongst themselves.

"Have all the payments been tallied?"

Despite having some trust in Li Fengheng, Li Mubai still asked a question.

After all, this matter is of great importance.

"Elder Li, please rest assured, I had someone count these items twice overnight. There are absolutely no mistakes. If any are found to be missing, I will make sure to replace them."

Li Fengheng nodded, his tone full of confidence, but also tinged with fatigue.

He didn't sleep at all while counting the money; he stood there all night supervising his men as they counted it.

He was well aware of the importance of this matter, so he dared not be careless.

Upon hearing this...

Li Mubai nodded.

Since Li Fengheng has made a promise, this matter is unlikely to go wrong.

"In that case, let's set off."

Li Mubai said something and then got into a carriage first.

Seeing this, Li Fengheng followed, and casually called out to the carriage behind, "Ready to depart!"

A long, snake-like procession of carriages, one after another, moved through the streets of Spirit City in a grand procession.

Li Mubai's home is not too far from the Spirit Hall.

In addition, it was early morning, and there were not many pedestrians on the street yet.

So.

In just half an hour, we arrived at the spacious square in front of the Spirit Hall.

But.

The moment the caravan appeared in front of the main hall, it attracted the attention of the guards positioned on either side of the gate.

Soon, a guard wielding a spear and clad entirely in silver armor approached the caravan with a wary expression.

The guards who could stand in front of the Spirit Hall's gate were certainly not ordinary people.

Just as the other party approached the caravan, the aura of a Soul Master emanating from them unfolded, sweeping over the caravan like a tidal wave.

The horses pulling the carriage, sensing this awe-inspiring power, immediately neighed and became restless. If the coachman hadn't kept them firmly under control, they would probably have already started to collide and fight.

Immediately afterwards.

The carriage drivers also felt their breath catch in their throats.

But.

This strange feeling lasted only a moment before disappearing.

"Elder Li, this is..."

Inside the carriage.

Li Fengheng saw Li Mubai's sleeves moving without wind, and then he felt an aura as deep as an abyss suddenly unfold.

Only.

This imposing aura did not make him feel uncomfortable.

The silver-armored guard who was slowly approaching suddenly changed his solemn expression.

The aura he had just released was scattered by another burst of energy.

But.

Despite this.

The guards did not stop advancing; instead, they tightened their grip on their spears and resolutely continued forward.

As the footsteps appeared from nothing, growing ever closer until they stopped in front of the carriage, Li Mubai slowly lifted the carriage curtain.

A ray of morning sunlight slanted down from the side and fell on his young and handsome face, giving off an aura of holiness.

After taking a closer look, the guard's solemn expression vanished instantly, replaced by one of respect.

"Tenth Elder."

The guard bowed slightly, his left hand holding the spear still, his right hand placed in front of his chest, and he bowed in salute.

Since the last Battle of the Two Titled Douluo.

Li Mubai's fame spread rapidly throughout the Soul Master World.

As Soul Master, almost everyone had heard of this extremely young Titled Douluo, who was only twenty-seven years old.

How could one not know such a person?

"Hello, comrade. These carriages contain things His Holiness the Pope needs. We hope you can do us a favor." A smile appeared on a face bathed in sunlight, and the tone was amiable.

"Yes."

The guard answered respectfully, then turned and ran towards the gate.

Immediately afterwards.

The door, which had been half-closed, was pushed open completely.

Let's go.

Li Mubai said something to the coachman in a calm tone.

The driver, who had been somewhat nervous, suddenly felt a sense of relief, and then he raised his whip and lashed it down slightly.

The caravan slowly resumed its journey.

The caravan drivers all shared the same emotion at that moment: excitement.

Spirit Hall.

This is a sacred place that everyone has heard of, but very few people actually come here.

Even most Soul Master can only catch a glimpse of this magnificent building from afar and feel admiration for it.

If even Soul Master are like this, then one can only imagine how ordinary people who work as cart drivers are.

Let alone the rickshaw pullers.

Even Li Fengheng, the business tycoon who was riding in the same carriage as Li Mubai, had an undisguised excitement in his eyes at this moment.

This was his first time setting foot in this sacred place.

Not long after.

The convoy then entered the Spirit Hall and slowly drove to the Pope's Hall.

Li Mubai was the first to alight from the carriage and walk towards the Pope's Hall.

Apart from the guards outside the main hall, the hall itself was deserted; Bibi Dong was nowhere to be found.

The Pope's Hall is not just a main hall. The main hall is only used for welcoming guests or holding meetings. Behind the main hall is where Bibi Dong usually lived.

Li Mubai walked straight through the lobby and headed towards the back.

After passing through a passageway, Li Mubai's view suddenly opened up to a garden.

Colorful flowers are in full bloom, releasing a variety of fragrances.

The small green trees are even greener in the early morning.

Li Mubai walked slowly through the garden.

At the same time.

Bibi Dong, who was dressing up in her room, suddenly heard a clear, cold female voice outside the door. "Pope Holiness, the Tenth Elder has arrived."

Bibi Dong, who was holding the wooden comb, paused, her face showing surprise. "What's he doing here? Is he done with things in the new district?"

Just as she was wondering...

Then I heard that familiar voice in my ear.

[I didn't expect this woman to have such refined tastes; she even knew to create a garden in front of the house.]

[But why is this woman so lazy? The sun's already high in the sky, and she's still not up?]

[Although she's not bad-looking, she's so lazy. Anyone who marries her will regret it to death!]

Click.

The wooden comb in Bibi Dong's hand snapped in two.

My initially good mood vanished instantly after these heartfelt words were uttered.

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth:

"Li, Mu, Bai!"