Filthy Rich

Even Withered Wood True Lord, a True Lord of his generation, found his heart churning endlessly at this moment.

He looked at Qi Yuan, wanting to say something.

But Qi Yuan left directly.

Withered Wood True Lord sat down, his hand stroking the purple fragrant wood chair. Wisps of worldly fragrance rose up as he pondered something unknown.

Outside Shinguang Sect, Qi Yuan was once again strolling around with his blade.

"A first-grade Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object... a Yellow Flower Fruit." Qi Yuan was actually somewhat tempted.

Foundation Establishment Spiritual Objects were expensive.

"But at the Foundation Establishment Tournament, I'd have to defeat disciples from other sects to get the reward... too troublesome."

Whenever he thought about competing, Qi Yuan felt bored. He might as well grind games; at least his strength genuinely increased.

But when he went to a shop and asked about the price of a first-grade Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object, his eyes lit up.

"What? It's worth ten thousand Spirit Stones? And there's no supply even at that price?"

"A wealthy clan once offered fifty thousand Spirit Stones and still couldn't buy one? They couldn't even buy a second-grade one?"

Qi Yuan was a little tempted.

As the senior disciple of Seven Colors Peak, he only received ten Spirit Stones' worth of resources each month.

But after offending his master, his Spirit Stones had been cut off.

He lived every day pinching pennies.

Some time ago, his Thatched Cottage had leaked in the rain. He had not even been willing to spend Spirit Stones to hire someone to repair it, climbing onto the roof himself to fix it.

What kind of immortality was this supposed to be cultivating?

Moreover, once Qi Yuan reached Foundation Establishment, the amount of Spirit Stones he would need would be astronomical.

Tempering the magical power of the Foundation Establishment Realm consumed the most Spirit Stones.

That was why Foundation Establishment disciples of Shinguang Sect often went out to take missions and earn Spirit Stones.

"Should I go compete?"

"Forget it, too troublesome."

"If some bad guy won it, that'd be great. Then I could stand on the moral high ground and snatch it away."

Qi Yuan let his imagination run wild, but it remained nothing more than wishful thinking.

A Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object of that level would certainly be guarded by powerful figures. With his current scrawny arms and legs, how could he possibly snatch it away?

After loafing around for a whole day like some street punk, Qi Yuan felt that he only lacked a ghost-fire motorcycle and a young girl telling her father, "Dad, you don't understand him at all."

When he returned to Seven Colors Peak, Qi Yuan caught a rich fragrance.

"Spirit Carp, Drunken Fragrance Mushroom, Northern Treasure Melon..."

Qi Yuan had a sharp nose.

Those aromas whetted his appetite.

"Junior Sister, everything in this pot... is spiritual ingredient material, isn't it? It can't be cheap, right?" Qi Yuan remembered that in the half year since coming to this world, he had only eaten a dish made from spiritual ingredients once, and it had been worth less than one Spirit Stone.

"Mm, it's fine. Only a few dozen Spirit Stones." Jiang Lingsu answered lightly, clapping her hands. "I'll be reaching Foundation Establishment soon, so I need to eat something good and nourish my body."

Of course, Jiang Lingsu had other considerations as well.

She was showing off a little of her wealth to see whether she could attract the attention of that cold and beautiful fairy on Seven Colors Peak.

After all, when the dark upheaval arrived in the future, the one capable of resisting it would likely be that fairy of Seven Colors Peak.

Qi Yuan stared wide-eyed. "Where did you get so many Spirit Stones?"

Jiang Lingsu smiled sweetly. "Good reincarnation."

"Filthy rich bastard." Qi Yuan gritted his teeth, calling the grapes sour because he could not eat them. "You added too little seasoning to this spiritual food. The flavor might be somewhat lacking."

He could not afford any of these spiritual ingredients. He could not even afford a single mushroom in it.

"Senior Brother, last time you made chicken soup for me. This time, I'll treat you to spiritual ingredient soup," Jiang Lingsu said.

Qi Yuan instantly changed his tune. "Smells amazing. Good ingredients naturally smell good."

He even took the opportunity to advertise the spiritual food Jiang Lingsu had made.

Jiang Lingsu: "..."

Sure enough, everyone from the Obsession Lineage had something wrong with their heads.

She filled a large bowl with spiritual food for Qi Yuan.

She also served herself a bowl.

Qi Yuan took a bite, and fragrance filled his lips and teeth as saliva welled up in his mouth.

"Truly a delicacy of the mortal world," Qi Yuan commented. This was far tastier than the Hextech takeout he had bought in his previous life.

Moreover, after only that one bite, he felt a wisp of his magical power increase.

It was no less than the cultivation feedback his true body received after he killed a level-seventy great demon in the Game Jade Slip.

Suddenly, grinding games no longer seemed so appealing. Eating spiritual food was better.

And it tasted so good too, far more delicious than Hextech food or prepackaged meals.

But at that moment, Jiang Lingsu frowned. "Unfortunately, the grade of these spiritual ingredients is too low. The spiritual food made from them tastes somewhat poor."

Qi Yuan instantly felt that the spiritual food in his bowl no longer smelled so good.

Smelled good or not, he did not hold back while eating it.

"Grind games."

Seeing that the night had grown late, Qi Yuan entered the game once more.

As usual, Qi Yuan crawled out of the pit.

"Full of food and drink... time to grind games!"

Holding the Great Treasure Sword, he moved stealthily through the forest.

The Attire Forbidden Area tonight was no different from usual.

It seemed that the injuries inflicted on the Attire Demons last night had not taught them a lesson.

Very soon, Qi Yuan arrived at the place where the Attire Demons hung themselves.

Xiao Xiang Sword Rain!

Wrist Tyrant's Mighty Punch!

Qi Yuan began hunting again.

He slaughtered the Attire Demons one by one.

The other Attire Demons also woke one after another in the trees.

They had no faces, no eyes, no ears, not even mouths.

Yet Qi Yuan could sense their rage.

If mouths were fitted onto them, Qi Yuan was certain he would hear a string of beautiful motherland curses.

"You *** son of a ***!"

Of course, those Attire Monsters could not speak and could not curse Qi Yuan. They could only attack him, venting their fury.

Unfortunately, they all became Qi Yuan's experience fodder.

Qi Yuan charged in and out seven times here, as valiant as Zhao Yun and Wen Yang.

Several hours later, when he saw the Attire Monsters gathering again, Qi Yuan simply brushed off his sleeves after the deed and left, leaving no trace for a thousand miles.

Afterward, Qi Yuan dug a pit and buried himself in it.

He began to summarize.

"The Attire Monsters are gathering faster."

"Looks like they're growing too."

"But I'm growing as well. I leveled up again, though it'll get slower and slower from here on."

After finishing his summary, Qi Yuan opened the chat interface.

As usual, he replied to the string of messages Jin Li had sent.

Jin Li's messages were quite scattered. For instance, there had been flooding somewhere according to the memorials, and she was somewhat worried; or today, the horse she was leading had suddenly gone mad, and she had nearly been injured.

Qi Yuan replied slowly, then shared his daily life in the game with Jin Li.

In a short while, he sent a whole string of messages.

"It's getting late. Time to log off."

Qi Yuan felt that he had stayed in the game long enough.

But then, to his surprise, Jin Li sent another message.

"You're still awake this late?" Qi Yuan had wanted to raise his head and look at the moon, but unfortunately, the dirt pit offered no view of it.

"I had a lot of things to deal with today," Jin Li said. Her exhausted heart felt calm.

"I went to see Aunt Qin during the day. We used the imperial medicine gathered from the Xuanyuan Forbidden Area, and her injuries have improved greatly."

Jin Li slowly told him about what had happened today.

She did not like spreading negative emotions, so she tried her best to speak in an even tone.

"Your task is pretty difficult." Qi Yuan felt that if he were in Jin Li's position, he might not have done as well as she had.

After all, the court was all about worldly connections and social maneuvering, while he only knew how to fight and kill.