After Qi Yuan finished speaking, he waited earnestly.
This talent seemed capable of causing some inexplicable effects through the words he spoke.
An unknown world.
Boundless fallen trees, a giant python flicking its tongue, light flashing and fading.
The biting cold wind was like blades and swords, drilling into the Animal Skin Old Man's body and making him shiver from the cold.
Suddenly, divine music seemed to sound beside his ears. He hurriedly knelt devoutly on the ground, his forehead striking the earth with loud thumps.
He babbled on without stopping.
At last, a flash of inspiration struck the Animal Skin Old Man's mind, as though he had discovered something.
"Poor... money..."
His mouth formed those two syllables. Then he knelt upon the ground, his face wild with joy.
A great plan rose in his heart. Relying on the gods' decree, he would create an object called money.
Within the Netherworld, Qi Yuan was rather bored.
"Treating it like a tree hollow is too dull. There isn't even any feedback."
Looking lazy, he stretched.
Suddenly, he thought of something. "Why not conduct an experiment?"
Having restored the Strange Painter's vitality, he walked out of Within the Netherworld and returned to the Jiang Family stronghold in Cloud Heaven City.
His junior sister, Jiang Lingsu, was currently in her room, and the lamp was still lit.
Qi Yuan closed his eyes and activated the ability of his ears.
He listened for strange sounds nearby. If he heard conversations, perhaps something interesting might happen.
"If I could become a mighty figure like the Blood Robe Sword God, my mother-in-law wouldn't look down on me!"
"If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. What does it have to do with me if the cultivation technique is poisonous?"
"Steamed buns are so