Uncle, We Meet for the First Time. I Don't Have Anything Good to Give You
"Clan Chief Jin, do you know us, my fellow disciples?" Lu Yang asked cautiously. Clan Chief Jin was not only large in size, but also a ruthless character to become the clan chief of the Qiongqi Clan.
Before setting off, he and Lao Meng were wondering if the people of the Demon Realm would recognize them. They concluded that at most, the Demon Realm would know their names, but they had never seen their faces.
Judging from Chief Jin's reaction, his previous conclusions were too hasty.
Chief Jin glanced at Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou with a half-smile.
"Originally, I didn't care who the Golden Core stage geniuses were; it's all nonsense before they've grown. But you, Lu Yang, are different."
"What makes me different?"
A smile unconsciously crept onto Lu Yang's lips. Could it be that his unparalleled talent had caught the attention of the Jin Clan Chief?
"You are the disciple of the Silent Daoist."
Lu Yang: "..."
"Upon learning that the champion was the disciple of the Silent Daoist, I specially ordered someone to find his portrait."
"As for Meng Jingzhou, you are the eldest young master of the Meng family, so I also want your portrait."
"I didn't expect the two of you to be with the Demonic Sound Celestial Maiden. Could there be some relationship between you?" Clan Chief Jin squinted as he scanned the three of them.
The Demonic Sound Celestial Maiden enjoys venturing into tombs and frequently slaying demons, which has earned her many enemies. However, her cultivation is so advanced that no one can capture her.
The origins of the Demonic Sound Celestial Maiden are shrouded in mystery; no one knows her background.
Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou were able to enter Qiongqi Tomb, which must have been with the help of the Demonic Sound Celestial Maiden.
Why help them? Could it be that the Demonic Sound Celestial Maiden is also a member of the Ask Dao Sect...?
Chief Jin didn't think any further about what the Demonic Sound Celestial Maiden's identity had to do with him.
As Chief Jin walked, thick fog rose from his body, and a burly middle-aged man with tiger ears emerged from the fog.
"Please, the three of you."
He led the three to a small wooden cabin. The cabin's interior was exquisitely constructed, unlike the rugged caves and tree hollows that were common among the Qiongqi tribe. It was very much in line with human aesthetics, and it was probably prepared by the Qiongqi tribe to entertain humans.
The Qiongqi tribe is not an isolated race; on the contrary, they often interact with various Demon Race tribes and humans in order to make money.
They simply lack the talent to succeed in business.
The Qiongqi clan has a rich heritage. If they were to take out one or two of the burial items from the main tomb and sell them, even those at the Tribulation Transcendence stage would be scrambling to buy them, and they could fetch astronomical prices.
That's something I've kept hidden away; selling it would be a waste, and Chief Jin doesn't want to leave a bad name for himself.
Chief Jin instructed his transformed clansmen to pour tea for the three of them, their hospitality leaving them somewhat bewildered.
The third senior sister was even more worried that there might be some conspiracy involved. With her skills, she could easily escape, but her two junior brothers couldn't.
My senior sister entrusted me with taking care of my two junior brothers, and I can't let anything go wrong while I'm in charge.
"Po Tian and I are brothers, you can call me Uncle Jin." Seeing the three of them being reserved, the Jin clan chief laughed heartily.
Meng Jingzhou's eyes twitched slightly. He was surprised that the Jin Clan Chief's attitude towards the three of them was because of him. Considering what his third senior sister had said about the relationship between the Meng family and the Qiongqi Clan, the Jin Clan Chief's attitude became much more understandable.
The problem is that he has already run away from home. Although his father has forgiven him, he still feels uncertain.
He hesitated for a moment, then chose to respect the Jin clan chief's wishes and called him Uncle Jin.
After hearing this, Chief Jin laughed heartily and handed Meng Jingzhou a piece of paper.
"My dear nephew, I don't have anything good to give you since we're meeting for the first time, but please keep this IOU."
Meng Jingzhou instinctively declined, then accepted the gift. "This is too precious... Wait, what is this?"
"IOU"
Meng Jingzhou turned the paper over, and on the front was clearly written how much Spirit Stone Clan Chief Jin owed the Meng family, the amount of interest, and the deadline for repayment.
The Jin Clan Chief, a powerful demon king with exceptional composure, said without changing his expression, "Could you talk to your family and ask them to forgive my debt?"
Meng Jingzhou: "..."
In his memory, no one had ever dared to default on a debt to the Meng family, let alone be exempted from it.
Chief Jin tentatively asked, "Would it be alright to waive the interest?"
Meng Jingzhou remained silent.
Chief Jin persisted, "Can't we repay the money a couple of years later?"
Meng Jingzhou worried that if he remained silent any longer, the Jin clan chief would consider kidnapping him and demanding a ransom from the Meng family.
"No problem, I'll go back and tell my dad we can pay it back in two years, no interest."
Chief Jin breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed he wouldn't have to worry about being struck by lightning for the time being.
"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I last saw Brother Potian. I often inquire about Potian and the Meng family's recent situation from the merchants. I heard that the Meng family, as the number one Aristocratic Clan among humans, has cultivated many good relationships in the Imperial City. They are charitable, helpful, and kind to others, and are highly praised by the cultivators of the Imperial City. Everyone who sees a member of the Meng family greets them with a smile."
"Brother Potian is even more outstanding, shining brightly in officialdom. Whether civil or military officials, everyone speaks highly of him, praising him as having the talent of a great prime minister for all time..."
Meng Jingzhou was restless as he listened, as none of the adjectives seemed to have anything to do with the Meng family.
"Uncle Jin, please feel free to speak your mind."
"My dear nephew, you're quick-witted and outspoken; you're clearly destined for great things!"
"Uncle, I don't ask for anything, I just hope the Meng family can lend us some Spirit Stone?"
"Borrow again?" Meng Jingzhou was taken aback. You just tried to renege on your debt, and now you have the nerve to ask to borrow money? Is this the shamelessness of the Great Demon King?
Chief Jin said seriously, "It's not a repayment. The previous loan was made in my personal name, but this time it's made in the name of the Qiongqi Clan. The two cannot be confused."
"... I can go back and talk to my family, but I can't guarantee it will work."
The Jin clan leader was overjoyed, his face turning completely white. "Then I'll trouble my nephew to take care of this matter!"
"It's nothing, nothing at all," Meng Jingzhou quickly said. "Just to be safe, I'll have the housekeeper talk to my father when we get back."
Judging by the time, the butler should have been released by now.
Originally, the Jin clan chief wanted to call out the Qiongqi clan's prodigy to have a match with Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, but then he thought that these two were the champion and runner-up in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, and that it would be difficult for his own prodigy to win.
Moreover, if Meng Jingzhou is defeated, how will the Qiongqi tribe borrow money?
For this reason, we had to abandon the idea.
Chief Jin entertained the three for two days before sending them out of the tribe. He did not pursue the matter of tomb raiding, for another reason besides Meng Jingzhou's identity.
Through these three people, the story of the High Antiquity Emperor Jiang unifying the demon realm was told to the Great Xia.
According to records, the High Antiquity Emperor Jiang was tyrannical, and allowing such a powerful demon to unify the demon realm would likely bring unpredictable fortune and misfortune.
"Achoo~" The Immortal Fairy woke up from the tree. Seeing that the three of them were safe and sound, she knew that she was right. The Jin Clan Chief would not make things difficult for the three of them at all.
"See, I told you it was a small matter."
"The Qiongqi tribe has always been poor, and they've remained poor ever since; it's truly remarkable."
"I suggested to Old Qiongqi before that the name Qiongqi was bad, it would bring him financial loss, and he should change it."
"Fairy, what do you suggest the Qiongqi tribe be called?"
"May you prosper and enjoy wealth."