Duan Yitian had never imagined that he would seek out an underground bank... Oh, it was the New Era now, so it should be called a finance company.
Did the Ninth Prison need to worry about money?
It did now.
When the branch had been attacked that day, Duan Yitian had fled in a hurry with only a few dozen remnants... Although everyone was accustomed to carrying important things with them, there truly had not been much they could bring out—especially physical spirit stones.
In fact, this thing had never circulated much to begin with. Everyone was accustomed to using spirit bills instead. Only when they needed spirit stones for cultivation would they go to a bank and exchange them.
Thus, Duan Yitian could truly be said to be both poor and rich... He was poor because he had no currency, and rich because he had a pile of good things in hand that he could not turn into cash.
He silently looked at the loan contract in the booklet. Even someone like him, who had never worried about money, felt his heart pound at the interest rate—no wonder she was called Guilifa... a woman?
Still, places like underground banks commonly charged nine and returned thirteen... Duan Yitian only intended to get a sum of money from here as quickly as possible. If the treasure hidden inside the jade sculpture had truly bridged yin and yang, then he could simply hide... No, he could simply return to the Netherworld. What could these usurious loans do to him then?
Even taking ten thousand steps back, even if he could not use the jade sculpture immediately after obtaining it, his side could still leave Huoyun City... The world was vast. Could the other party really find him?
It was just that he