It's Seventy Copper Coins

Inside the main hall.

When everyone learned that the sect still had seventy low-grade spirit stones.

Their expressions eased considerably.

Although losing ten low-grade spirit stones for nothing was a bit hard to accept.

But thinking that they still had seventy low-grade spirit stones, it wasn't a big deal anymore; they could just consider it paying to ward off disaster.

However, seeing everyone's relieved expressions.

Grand Hua Daoist bitterly shook his head.

In an instant, the disciples in the main hall fell silent again.

Not seventy spirit stones?

It was seventy taels of gold?

Everyone's mood became somewhat complicated.

This was indeed a bit tricky.

"Seventy taels of gold? Although the difference is quite large, if we work hard, it's not impossible to earn it within two months."

Su Changyu said with a heavy expression.

He clearly displayed the demeanor of a senior disciple, bearing responsibility and commitment.

Hearing this, everyone indeed calmed down.

Seventy taels of gold wasn't too bad.

They were only short thirty taels of gold; if everyone gave it their all, there was still hope.

But in the next moment, Grand Hua Daoist's expression became even more grim.

In an instant, Su Changyu swallowed hard.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Sect Master, don't tell me it's only seventy taels of silver."

Su Changyu's face was full of disbelief.

If it was seventy taels of silver, then they shouldn't even dream about it.

Seventy taels of gold, and they could still say they'd work hard, try to earn thirty taels of gold within two months, and there'd still be a sliver of hope.

But if you say seventy taels of silver?

Then what's the point of playing?

Just as everyone thought it was only seventy taels of silver, Grand Hua Daoist shook his head bitterly once more.

Su Changyu: "..."

Xu Luochen: "..."

Wang Zhuoyu: "..."

Chen Lingrou: "..."

Silence.

Silence.

The hall fell into deep despair.

Seventy copper coins?

Damn it.

Are you kidding me?

Initially, everyone thought seventy taels of silver was already the bottom line for the Qingyun Dao Sect.

But they never expected that Grand Hua Daoist would never disappoint them.

Seventy copper coins?

What's the point of this?

Do you know what the point is?

The annual net income of the Qingyun Dao Sect was only around thirty taels of gold.

Although the Qingyun Dao Sect was a sect of cultivators, it was the absolute worst kind. Earning thirty taels of gold a year was already quite good.

The sect had only eight people in total, no mines, no land, and could only rely on planting a little spirit rice to earn meager assets.

How could they possibly gather so much silver within two months?

They probably couldn't even gather it by selling themselves.

"That's not right, Sect Master. Although our Dao Sect is indeed poor, it shouldn't be this poor, right? What about the accumulation over the years?"

Someone didn't believe it, thinking that although the Dao Sect was poor, it shouldn't be this poor, right?

A dignified immortal sect, with reserves of only seventy copper coins?

You have to understand, even some secular escort agencies might have more than seventy copper coins.

Upon hearing this, Grand Hua Daoist couldn't help but get angry.

"Luochen, what do you mean by that? Are you implying that your master has been embezzling funds?"

Grand Hua Daoist said somewhat irritably.

"This disciple wouldn't dare."

Xu Luochen immediately shrank his head.

But Su Changyu stared intently at his unreliable master.

"Sect Leader, I believe you wouldn't embezzle funds, but the Dao Sect can't possibly only have seventy copper coins left. Just tell us the truth."

Su Changyu vaguely felt that things couldn't be this simple.

As soon as he said this, Grand Hua Daoist wanted to retort a few words, but under Su Changyu's gaze, he couldn't help but appear somewhat guilty.

"Actually, well, our sect originally had some savings."

"But later, I thought that keeping silver on hand was a waste. The last time I went down the mountain, I discovered a novel thing called the Cultivation Fund. They said that if you deposit money into this fund, you'll get monthly returns, and quite substantial ones at that."

"I figured, if someone helps us keep our silver and we get returns, isn't that a huge profit?"

"So all the silver was used to buy into the fund."

Grand Hua Daoist said somewhat hesitantly.

"The fund? What is that?"

"Master, let's go get it now."

"Yeah, never mind the returns, just get it out quickly."

Everyone spoke up. Upon learning that there were still assets, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Grand Hua Daoist said helplessly.

"I wish I could take it out, but as soon as I deposited the silver, I couldn't find anyone the next month."

Grand Hua Daoist's mood was dejected.

Mentioning this matter made him upset. He had spent his life hunting eagles, only to be capsized in the gutter this time.

"Sect Leader, you..."

"Sect Leader, how much silver did you invest?"

Everyone was both helpless and curious.

"Not much, not little, about two hundred taels of gold."

Grand Hua Daoist said somewhat sheepishly.

"Two hundred taels of gold?"

"Hiss!"

Gasps of shock arose.

Everyone truly couldn't believe it.

Firstly, the amount was too outrageous, and secondly, how could the Qingyun Dao Sect possibly have two hundred taels of gold?

What did two hundred taels of gold even mean?

If the sect ate lavish meals every day, at a normal high standard, it would cost at most one tael of silver per day.

That would be only thirty taels of silver a month.

At most, four taels of gold a year.

That was enough to eat lavish meals for fifty years.

Fifty years.

How many fifty-year periods were there in a lifetime?

It was truly heartbreaking.

"Sect Leader, did you misstate that? Two hundred taels of gold? How could our Qingyun Dao Sect have so much silver?"

Wang Zhuoyu couldn't quite believe it.

Let alone him, who among those present believed it?

"One hundred and twenty taels of gold were borrowed."

Grand Hua Daoist's voice was quite low, he didn't dare to answer loudly.

Hiss!

Everyone gasped again.

One hundred and twenty taels of gold were borrowed?

What does this mean?

Baffled!

Baffled!

Baffled!

Everyone was utterly baffled.

Does this mean we not only have to gather one hundred taels of gold within two months to solve this problem, but also another one hundred and twenty taels of gold to solve another problem?

Grand Hua Daoist lowered his head, feeling quite embarrassed.

He hadn't intended to bring this up initially, as he held the sect's financial power and no one audited the accounts.

But with the current situation, he had no choice but to speak.

The main hall fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone's mood was heavy.

Grand Hua Daoist didn't know what else to say.

No one else knew what to say either.

Finally, Grand Hua Daoist took a deep breath and slowly spoke.

"Regardless, I, your master, will find every possible way. I've called you here today hoping we can brainstorm some solutions. If all else fails, I'll have to take a gamble and make a trip to the Jinglin Mountain Range."

Grand Hua Daoist said this.

However, his words only made everyone feel more helpless.

The Jinglin Mountain Range was a notorious mountain range filled with demonic beasts. Only desperate individuals would venture there to hunt demonic beasts for spirit stones, as it was extremely perilous.

How could they possibly let their master go to such a dangerous place?

But they truly didn't know what else to say.

"Never mind, you all go back and see if you can come up with any ideas. Changyu, you stay behind. I have something to tell you."

Grand Hua Daoist spoke, asking Su Changyu to remain.