This Kid Is with Penglai Yunhai? Beat Him to Death!

"You!"

Liu Ruo'an's face flushed red. He wanted to retort, yet had no words to say.

After all, Shi Yiming was telling the truth.

As for the young girl Meng Qiuyue, she seemed not to know much about what had happened here and asked in confusion, "Why is that?"

Shi Yiming waved his Folding Fan, looking at Liu Ruo'an with a smile that was not quite a smile. "Brother Liu's investment in the Langya Foundation only puts one percent of the Spirit Stones spent in the merchant association into the charity fund! In other words, charity was merely incidental. Brother Liu... mainly wanted to spend a little money on himself! But there is nothing wrong with that! After all, not everyone is as prodigal as I am—so many Spirit Stones, donated just like that, without spending even a bit on myself."

By the end, he even sighed as though mocking himself.

"Young Master Shi, that is not right. In this day and age, people like you, possessed of a compassionate heart and willing to take out Spirit Stones to help those entirely unrelated to you, are truly rare! Qiuyue admires you greatly!"

Without comparison, there was no harm.

After learning the difference between the two.

In Meng Qiuyue's eyes, Shi Yiming seemed to have been veiled in a halo; every gesture he made seemed to shine.

"As for Young Master Liu... well, he is all right too!"

Liu Ruo'an: "!!!"

His lungs were about to explode from anger!

What did she mean, he was all right too?

Hadn't he spent those two or three million for charity as well?

Did anyone really think those two or three million worth of things were bought for himself?

Feeling Shi Yiming's victor's gaze falling on him from time to time, Liu Ruo'an clenched his fists tightly, and regret suddenly surged in his heart.

Damn it!

He had acted too early!

He had thrown all his money into the Langya Foundation, so when the Penglai Cloud Sea Foundation emerged, he no longer had enough money on hand to climb the list!

Otherwise, how could Shi Yiming have had the chance to throw his weight around?

The young woman before them, surnamed Meng, had come from beyond the Northern Region and settled on Feixian Island with her master.

From the very first moment Liu Ruo'an and Shi Yiming had seen her, they had been drawn in by her beauty and temperament, and their open and covert struggle had begun.

And today.

He seemed to have lost completely and utterly!

Liu Ruo'an was in an extremely foul mood and planned to leave just like that.

But how could Shi Yiming let him go so easily? He hurriedly said, "Brother Liu, you are not angry, are you? It was just a joke. Is it really necessary? Miss Meng did not even say anything about you, yet look at you, your face is so ugly..."

Liu Ruo'an: "!!!"

His face twitched, and he forced a smile from the corner of his mouth. "No. How could I be?"

The corners of Shi Yiming's lips lifted slightly.

Little brat, competing with This Young Master?

Today, I will make you suffer a crushing defeat!

Not long after.

The group arrived at a gathering place.

A large number of Cultivators had gathered there, swallowing pills and recuperating from their injuries.

Looking at their bedraggled state.

Liu Ruo'an and the others pursed their lips, sighing with emotion.

"Are you here looking for someone?" An elderly Cultivator saw the three of them and asked in confusion.

A youth traveling with them said, "Uh, we donated some money to the foundations before, so we came specifically to see whether we could be of any help!"

Liu Ruo'an and Shi Yiming both nodded in agreement.

Hearing this, bright light flashed in the elderly Cultivator's eyes as he looked the group over repeatedly. He drew in a light breath. "Which foundation did you donate to?"

Upon hearing that question.

Liu Ruo'an opened his mouth but was too embarrassed to speak.

After all, compared to Penglai Cloud Sea, the amount he had donated to the Langya Foundation was truly too little.

Especially if he said it, Shi Yiming would get another chance to show off fiercely.

But just because he did not speak did not mean no one else would.

The corners of Shi Yiming's lips rose as he pointed at Liu Ruo'an, smiling without smiling. "Senior, you may not know this, but Young Master Liu donated tens of thousands to the Langya Foundation. He ranks first on Feixian Island's Langya Merit List!"

He deliberately emphasized the words "tens of thousands."

His tone was dripping with mockery.

Liu Ruo'an's expression turned extremely ugly, his face flushing red.

There was no need to say it—in a disaster of this scale, what kind of waves could tens of thousands of Spirit Stones possibly stir up? How many people could they save?

Yet unexpectedly.

The moment his words fell.

The elderly Cultivator's eyes lit up. He seized Liu Ruo'an's hand and bowed deeply. "This old man was blind not to recognize my benefactor standing before me. Please forgive this old man, Benefactor!"

Shi Yiming: "???"

Liu Ruo'an: "!!!"

Meng Qiuyue: "..."

Liu Ruo'an was startled by the old man's sudden enthusiasm. "Senior, please rise quickly. Why must you do this?"

Tears filled the old Cultivator's eyes as he tightly gripped Liu Ruo'an's hand. "Thanks to righteous men like Young Master Liu, who generously opened their purses, this old man was able to preserve his life amid this disaster! If not for that, this old man would have long since perished, body and soul extinguished!"

As he spoke, the old Cultivator suddenly remembered something. Turning around, he shouted at the other disaster-stricken Cultivators, "Everyone, a benefactor has arrived! This Young Master Liu is the great philanthropist ranked first on Feixian Island's Langya Merit List..."

Crash—

As soon as these words were spoken, almost all the Cultivators gathered around as though they had gone mad.

It frightened Liu Ruo'an and the others.

"Is he the young master of Feixian Island's Liu Family? He truly is a man of outstanding appearance!"

"The Liu Family is so generous. To become first on Feixian Island's Merit List, he must have spent at least several million Spirit Stones!"

"Those who make merit donations to the Langya Foundation are all kind people with sincere hearts!"

"Please accept our bow!"

"..."

For a time, countless injured Cultivators kowtowed to Liu Ruo'an. Then they pulled him over to sit somewhere, offering him tea and wine.

This scene of being so warmly embraced.

Left Shi Yiming, Meng Qiuyue, and the others standing nearby utterly dumbfounded!

Shi Yiming was rather indignant. "No, he only donated tens of thousands of Spirit Stones, and he gets this kind of treatment? Is that not a bit too exaggerated?"

He took a deep breath, walked to Liu Ruo'an's side, and looked at the crowd, forcing a smile onto his face. "Everyone, there is no need for this. Helping those in danger and aiding the needy is the duty of us righteous cultivators of the new generation. It is simply what we ought to do!"

Seeing him step forward.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

The old man from earlier asked with a degree of respect, "Are you also a merit donor to a foundation?"

Shi Yiming nodded and held up one finger. "I am unworthy of praise. I merely donated a small one million Spirit Stones, and I am also first on Feixian Island's Immeasurable Merit List!"

The old man's brows furrowed slightly, and he asked again, "Which foundation did you donate to?"

Shi Yiming replied as though it were only natural, "Naturally, Penglai Yunhai. That is the foundation with a conscience that truly wants to do things for struggling Cultivators like us!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene instantly fell into Dead Silence.

The old man narrowed his eyes. "Say that again. Which one did you donate to?"

Shi Yiming did not understand why. "Penglai Yunhai!"

"Heh!"

The old man sneered. A powerful Aura erupted from his body as he shouted, "Everyone, this kid is with that Penglai Yunhai bunch! Beat him to death!"

Shi Yiming: "???"

Before he could even react.

The old man grabbed him by the collar and flung him into the crowd.