The Fucking Penglai Yunhai

Zhou Ping now had a stress reaction whenever he heard the words "Charity Foundation."

With one careless slip, the spiritual power within his body fell into disorder, and he nearly lost control of his mind. He hurriedly shut his eyes and focused on regulating his breath.

Only after quite a while did he steady himself. Panting heavily, he said, "What did you say? A Charity Foundation... great benefactors?"

Ouyang Chu replied as if it were only natural, "That's right. Is there a problem?"

Zhou Ping sneered. "That joke isn't funny in the slightest!"

Ouyang Chu: "???"

He finally noticed that something was off. After observing Zhou Ping's condition, he sucked in a breath. "The pills you took seem rather ineffective. They weren't issued by the Charity Foundation, were they?"

Zhou Ping: "..."

Ouyang Chu frowned slightly. "With injuries like yours, one Jade Void Pill probably won't be enough. Luckily, Old Man has one extra pill that I haven't used. Consider it a loan! You'll have to repay it later!"

As he spoke, he flipped his hand and produced an orange-yellow pill, using spiritual power to send it before Zhou Ping.

"This pill fragrance..."

Zhou Ping's eyes instantly flew wide open. Though he had yet to take it, he could tell at once that this Jade Void Pill was of the finest quality.

It was so much better than the one he had bought for ten thousand Spirit Stones that there was no comparison.

Its effects were at least Fifty Percent stronger.

When Ouyang Chu lent the pill to Zhou Ping, he saw a trace of gratitude in the other man's eyes—but even more than that... pity and sympathy.

Ouyang Chu: "???"

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"How much did you pay for this pill?" The corner of Zhou Ping's mouth could not help twitching.

He had spent ten thousand Spirit Stones on that trash-grade Jade Void Pill.

This one was so much higher in quality than his.

Wouldn't it have to cost fifty thousand, or even a hundred thousand?

Seeing his old rival get fleeced so badly, Zhou Ping felt not only secret delight, but also a sense of relief and sympathy.

Who would have thought—

Upon hearing Zhou Ping's words—

Ouyang Chu chuckled. "Pay? Pay what? The people from the Charity Foundation gave this to me! They gave me three pills in total... and dragged Old Man back from the halls of the King of Hell by sheer force!"

Zhou Ping: "???"

Ouyang Chu continued, "Oh, right. They also thoughtfully fed me Yang-Nourishing Soup, easing the power of sea cold inside Old Man's body..."

Zhou Ping: "???"

Ouyang Chu said, "To be honest, apart from when Old Man was with my Parents as a child, I've never been cared for like this in my life! At the time, I wanted to give them the Azure Luo Jade Pendant, the last remaining magical treasure on me, as thanks, but they absolutely refused to take it. Tell me, then... how embarrassing was that for Old Man? I owe them a huge debt of gratitude!"

Zhou Ping: "!!!"

He looked at Ouyang Chu and desperately wanted to say, Keep making things up. Keep going.

If I hadn't seen the true faces of those Charity Foundation bastards—

I might really have believed you!

Just then—

"Senior Ouyang!" A young woman in white robes hurried over, fine beads of sweat on her forehead. Reaching them, she let out a breath of relief. "So you were here. I thought something had happened to you!"

Ouyang Chu smiled broadly. "Miss Xiao Rou, I've made you worry. I ran into an old friend and exchanged a few words. It's nothing serious!"

Xiao Rou glanced at Zhou Ping, nodded in understanding, then reminded him, "Senior Ouyang, your injuries haven't fully healed yet. You should go back and lie down. Later, we'll have someone specially assigned to give you a massage. You'll recover faster that way... and avoid any lingering aftereffects!"

Zhou Ping: "???"

Ouyang Chu repeatedly thanked her. "Oh my, how could I accept such kindness? Thank you so much. I'll chat with my old friend for a moment longer, then go right back!"

"Then please hurry!"

"Of course, of course!"

"..."

Zhou Ping stared blankly at Xiao Rou's departing figure, his eyes practically bulging out.

Ouyang Chu shot him a glance. "At your age, what are you looking at? Thinking of eating tender grass?"

"..." Zhou Ping's face twitched. "Which Charity Foundation is she from?"

"Of course she's from the Langya Foundation. What other one could it be?"

"..."

Seeing the expression on Zhou Ping's face, as if he were constipated, Ouyang Chu seemed to understand something. The corners of his mouth rose beyond his control. "You... were saved by that Penglai Yunhai Foundation, weren't you?"

Zhou Ping: "..."

He chose silence, unwilling to answer.

But in Ouyang Chu's eyes, that was already an admission.

Thinking back to what Zhou Ping had said just now—

Certain truths immediately came to light!

"That trash Jade Void Pill of yours, couldn't it have been given to you by them too?"

"Mm, no... Don't tell me you actually paid for that trash pill?"

Zhou Ping silently turned away, fuming and unwilling to speak.

"No way, no way. The dignified Great Elder Zhou actually became a fat sheep?"

Ouyang Chu wore a wide grin as he turned after him. "How much did you pay? Tell me."

"Five hundred Spirit Stones?"

"One thousand?"

"Three thousand?"

"They couldn't possibly have sold that piece of junk to you for ten thousand Spirit Stones per pill, could they?"

Zhou Ping: "... Ouyang, you damn well talk too much!"

Seeing his iron-blue expression—

Ouyang Chu knew he had guessed almost exactly right. He felt delighted to the Extreme Point, bursting into loud laughter and stomping his feet again and again.

Zhou Ping became More and More depressed, his face dark enough to frighten people.

Fuck!

They were both Charity Foundations—did the difference really have to be this huge?

The other side handed out pills, made soup, and even gave massages. Their entire approach was considerate care to the utmost degree!

That fucking Penglai Yunhai Foundation cheated, swindled, threatened, and tempted!

Without comparison, there would be no harm!

Were these people even human?

And they had the nerve to call themselves a Charity Foundation?

Yet he had happened to run into such a bunch of people!

What a fucking disaster!

The more he thought about it, the more damn suffocated he felt!

Similar scenes kept playing out across the many islands of the Starry Archipelago.

Though the Langya Charity Foundation and the Penglai Yunhai Foundation had divided up their rescue areas and stayed out of each other's business—

Cultivators moved around.

Especially since the islands had always been closely connected.

Before long—

The vastly different attitudes and methods of the two foundations caused an enormous uproar.

"Holy shit! The Langya Foundation is giving out Jade Void Pills for free?"

"Holy shit! Is that for real? This senior spent a full twenty thousand Spirit Stones to buy one!"

"Holy shit! The Langya Foundation even makes soup for people to drink, and every one of those stewards is more considerate and gentle than the last!"

"This is way too good! I just saw two stewards from Penglai Yunhai fight over a severely injured Cultivator's magical treasure!"

"Comparing people can drive you mad! Are these two really both Charity Foundations?"

"This is too outrageous! The Three Great Merchant Associations on Penglai Yunhai's side joined forces, and their financial resources far surpass Langya's. When they raised charitable donations, they casually pulled in hundreds of thousands or even millions... yet when disaster relief came, they handed us defective Rejuvenation Pills?"

"No, where did all their Spirit Stones go?"

"Do you even need to ask? Langya is genuinely burning money on charity. Penglai, on the other hand, can fucking make money even while providing disaster relief. What a joke!"

"The fucking Penglai Yunhai, get lost! This senior doesn't want you to save me!"

"We want the Langya Foundation! Penglai Yunhai, get lost!"

"..."

For a time, similar voices spread throughout the major islands.

Zhang Yang and the others from the Penglai Yunhai Foundation, who had been baring their teeth as they calculated the profits from this venture, suddenly felt a chill run down their spines, and a powerful sense of foreboding surged in their hearts!