The Mischievous Yuan Bao

"This tower!"

The moment Zi Qing entered the Little Black Tower, a flicker of shock crossed her beautiful eyes. "The Time Flow inside this tower is extraordinary!"

Zi Qing curiously looked around Xizhou, sensing the temporal-spatial Dao resonance Inside Tower. "No wonder you cultivate so quickly. Cultivating here has an acceleration effect, right?"

"That's right. I'll take you to see that cauldron."

Qin Guan nodded and walked forward.

"Little brother, can I cultivate here?" Zi Qing followed behind Qin Guan and asked with a smile.

"Of course. One hundred million Dao Stones a day." Qin Guan answered without turning his head.

Zi Qing laughed. "Not bad, brat. You've learned to do business so quickly. One hundred million Dao Stones a day—how black-hearted are you?"

Qin Guan suddenly stopped and turned to look at Zi Qing. "Black-hearted? You extorted five million Dao Stones from me the last time I drank a cup of your tea. Why didn't you call yourself black-hearted then?"

Zi Qing slightly raised her brows and retorted righteously, "That was top-grade Cloud Mist Immortal Tea. I usually can't even bear to drink it myself. I only charged you five million as a discount for the sake of our friendship, understand?"

At that, Qin Guan smiled faintly. "Then do you know that the Time Flow Inside Tower is sixteen times faster than outside? One day of cultivation here is equivalent to sixteen days outside. If not for the sake of being acquaintances, I'd charge you at least one billion Dao Stones a day. Understand?"

Little Black Tower: "It's eighteen times now."

Zi Qing, however, had already been shaken to the core by the words "sixteen times." Above her half-concealed veil, her almond-shaped eyes instantly widened, and she said incredulously, "Sixteen times?!"

"Eighteen times. I misspoke." Qin Guan corrected himself.