Money Could Solve Anything-So It Wasn't a Problem

A few days later, early in the morning.

Lu Yuan worked out as usual, then washed away his fatigue.

He was enjoying breakfast at the table while the television in the living room played in the background.

[Three days ago, after reaching the summit of Mount Tai, a traveler claimed to have seen countless rays of rosy light in the clouds, with the Heavenly Palace appearing among them. The story sparked heated discussion online, but experts later identified it as a mirage.]

[An earthquake struck the Sichuan-Chongqing region again, though the tremors were mild. The relevant departments had already dispatched rescue teams, and so far there had been no casualties.]

[The eastern part of the Taihang Mountains had recently been shrouded in fog. Two tour groups had gone missing, and experts advised people to exercise caution when traveling in the area.]

"Perhaps global upheaval began a long time ago. It just hasn't attracted much attention."

Listening to the news on TV, Lu Yuan fell into thought.

These incidents seemed ordinary and unlikely to make anyone think twice.

But on closer inspection, they seemed to conceal many secrets, like portents of something to come.

Perhaps the authorities had realized what was happening long ago and were already making preparations in secret. But to maintain stability, they had suppressed all those unusual events.

At the thought, a sense of urgency welled up in Lu Yuan. There was just over a month left, and time was running short.

He had to act as quickly as possible and seize every opportunity.

Ring, ring.

Just then, his phone rang again.

Lu Yuan glanced at the screen. The caller was Manager Zhang from Rongsheng Real Estate. Without hesitation, he answered.

"Hello, is this Mr. Lu? I'm Xiao Zhang from Rongsheng." The voice on the other end was very polite. "All the paperwork for the farm you bought on the outskirts of Wuzhou City is in order, and the ownership contract has been drafted. It's just..."

"Just what?" Lu Yuan frowned.

"The seller suddenly raised the price. The land was supposed to cost twenty million, but now he wants twenty-five million."

Manager Zhang sounded hesitant as he went on, "That plot isn't worth anywhere near that much. Would you like to wait a bit? I can try to negotiate the price down."

"No need. Twenty-five million it is. Get everything wrapped up as soon as possible," Lu Yuan said, his voice calm.

"Ah, all right. Don't worry, Mr. Lu. I'll make sure it's taken care of in the next few days."

The man stammered. After so many years working as a real estate agent, he had never met a buyer this decisive. He'd agreed to an extra five million without even hesitating?

But he quickly came around and hurried to respond. The more money involved, the higher his commission would be.

Manager Zhang continued, "There's one more thing, Mr. Lu. You may need to come by and sign the contract yourself."

"I've already given Rongsheng full authority to handle everything. You can sign on my behalf."

"Are you sure you don't want to come in person?"

Xiao Zhang on the other end seemed incredulous.

It was more than twenty million! This wasn't a small matter. He was just letting someone else sign for him? Were rich people all this carefree?

"I'm sure. Once it's ready, just mail the contract to the address I gave you."

"Rongsheng is a big company. I trust you to handle things. That's all."

With that, Lu Yuan hung up.

His time was limited, and he couldn't afford to waste even a moment. He didn't seem to care about the matter at all.

What were a few tens of millions?

They were nothing compared to the value of that farm in his eyes.

In his memories, a meteor shower the likes of which Wuzhou City had not seen in a thousand years would appear before long.

The most important meteor would fall from the stars to the earth, landing right on the farm he had bought.

And within that extraterrestrial meteor lay an unparalleled sword embryo, a divine object from beyond the heavens, so rare that the whole world could hardly produce another. Its value could not be measured in money. That was why Lu Yuan was willing to pay extra to secure the farm: when the time came, he could be the first to search for it.

After taking care of that,

he opened his phone, found a name in his chat app, and typed out a message.

Lu Yuan: Lawyer Wang, have you made contact with Longhu Mountain?

A reply came almost immediately.

Lawyer Wang: Hello, Mr. Lu. I've been in touch, but there are still some complications.

Lu Yuan: If it's a matter of money, it's no problem. I can offer more.

Lawyer Wang: That's not quite it. The main issue is that the Taoist priests at Longhu Mountain are hard to negotiate with. They said a lot of people have been making donations lately and asked you to wait.

Lu Yuan: Ten million. Keep negotiating.

Lawyer Wang: Understood.

The chat ended.

Lu Yuan smiled when he saw the reply, then thought of Longhu Mountain.

Longhu Mountain was the Ancestral Court of Taoism, steeped in myth and legend.

Its status had only grown after the global upheaval, and many great figures had emerged from its ranks.

Of course, Lu Yuan wasn't donating all that money to build a relationship with Longhu Mountain in advance or seek its protection.

He was after something else, something far more important.

A Wordless Stone Tablet.

The stone tablet contained an unparalleled Taoist Supernatural Power. It was immensely powerful. In his previous life, someone had relied on it to roam the world, sweep across the eight wilds, and emerge victorious wherever he went.

Of course, aside from Lu Yuan, no one in the world knew about it yet.

He intended to use that advantage to get his hands on the Wordless Stone Tablet ahead of time.

According to the rules of Longhu Mountain,

anyone who donated a sufficient amount could have a personal Lay Disciple Dojo designated within the mountain.

The stone tablet was very heavy; he couldn't just make a show of carrying it away. He could only donate a large sum to have the tablet placed within the bounds of his dojo first, then look for another way to get it out.

But for Lu Yuan,

if money could solve a problem, then it wasn't a problem.

"Once the land in Wuzhou and the donation to Longhu Mountain are taken care of, my preparations should be more or less complete." Lu Yuan exhaled a breath of stale air. This was only the beginning. He still had a whole series of plans to carry out, and every second counted.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have left everything to other people to handle.

Besides,

once these matters were settled, Lu Yuan would have to leave Shanghai City. He really couldn't be in two places at once.

He didn't dwell on it. A glance at his phone showed that it was almost nine.

He immediately sped up breakfast.

After tidying up a little, he left the living room and headed for the garage.

There was only one car in the garage: a brand-new 2025 Mercedes-Benz G63, with a market price of around four million.

Of course, that amount was nothing compared to Lu Yuan's wealth. He had bought it simply because it was affordable and practical.

"I wonder what those people will think when they see me show up to the class reunion in this."

Lu Yuan shook his head.

In college, he had been exceptionally low-key and thoroughly ordinary in every respect.

That was because his parents believed in raising children frugally. They thought being exposed to too much money too early would corrupt a person's heart and hinder their growth. As a result, his college classmates all assumed his family belonged to the working class.

He picked up the keys and started the car.

Lu Yuan drove away from the villa.