Chen Changqing ran the numbers in his head like he was working an abacus, then stated the total. "Including the more than ten million in the storage ring, it comes to twenty-five million at most. Still a long way from one hundred million."
Yue Xuan was on the verge of tears, his eyes rimmed red and his nose stinging. "Holy Son Chen, I really don't have a single drop left!"
Chen Changqing rubbed his chin, his gaze settling on Yue Xuan's face with meaningful interest. "Do you have any businesses in Nine Provinces Auction City?"
Yue Xuan froze for a moment, then nodded frantically.
"Yes! The Yin Yue Holy Dynasty has three Magical Artifact shops and two spirit medicine stores in the southern part of the city!"
Chen Changqing snapped his fingers, producing a crisp explosive crack.
One of his incarnations stepped forward at once, took out a blank Jade Slip, and tossed it unceremoniously before Yue Xuan. "Write up a transfer contract. Mortgage all those businesses to me."
Without the slightest hesitation, Yue Xuan bit his fingertip and swiftly wrote the contract upon the Jade Slip in blood essence. Even when he pressed down his fingerprint, his finger was still trembling.
So long as he could live, let alone a few shops, he would have sold the entire Yin Yue Holy Dynasty in a bundle. Once a blood essence contract was signed, it was bound by the laws of Heaven; the price of reneging was worse than death.
Chen Changqing put away the Jade Slip and swept it with his Spiritual Sense to confirm it was correct. Satisfied, he nodded.
"I'll count the businesses as twenty-five million. That makes fifty million altogether. You still owe fifty million."
He took out another sheet of beast-hide paper and rapidly wrote several