"Mas... Master!"
Mo Shangxie spoke with extreme reluctance, her little face scrunched up as she bit her lip desperately, terrified beyond measure.
"Ah~~~ Hehehe."
Jiang Che smiled, his laughter carrying a devilish charm. His little disciple, Mo Shangxie, had finally been willing to call him Master.
For some reason, when Jiang Che saw the child version of Mo Shangxie, he felt an indescribable sense of closeness, mixed with a faint urge to tease her. Perhaps this was the cycle of fate.
"Come, come. This is the Devil Race Dao art I created myself, the Demon Sealing Scripture. It is especially suited to your Demon-Sealing Dao Physique. I bestow it upon you."
Jiang Che took out a cultivation manual. As for this Dao Scripture-level cultivation method, how could Jiang Che possibly have created it? He had bought the whole thing from the system.
Demon Sealing Scripture: A perfect Dao Scripture formed from the purest power of concepts. The cultivation method most suited to the Demon-Sealing Dao Physique, without equal. It can unleash the Demon-Sealing Dao Physique's potential to its utmost limit. Price: 100 points
Mm, it should originally have sold for ten billion, but now Jiang Che had gotten it at a price slashed to the bone!
"Have to say, having points depreciate by a hundred million times feels damn good. I finally understand where those Tycoon Stream protagonists got their thrill."
Jiang Che grumbled. Back when he was in the human realm, he had read urban novels where the protagonist woke up overnight to find that prices around the world had shrunk ten thousandfold, while only his own money remained unchanged. One hundred thousand became a billion outright. But Jiang Che had already been a top-tier rich second-generation heir then, so he had never gotten the thrill of