Angel Investor

Human Race Territory, headquarters of the Cosmic Galaxy Bank.

Viewed from light-years away, the core of this financial behemoth is a giant golden coin floating in the void.

Its length, width, and height far exceed conventional units of measurement, resembling a solidified metallic galaxy. Four supergiant stars, hundreds of millions of times the size of the sun, slowly revolve around it, while countless planets of various colors around it trace brilliant trajectories in the gravitational field, like scattered diamonds.

That majestic grandeur spanning the galaxy is enough to take anyone's breath away.

A pure white starship was weaving through a dense fleet. Its hull resembled a playful baby fish, and its rounded silhouette stood out starkly against the surrounding military starships, which were either menacing or imposing.

Strangely, those heavy warships, some several kilometers long, all adjusted their course and took the initiative to avoid this "Little White Fish" when they saw it, as if they were wary of something.

Inside the bridge of the starship.

Tang Ping hovered his fingertip over the virtual panel, staring at the constantly fluctuating numbers on the stock market, his mouth practically stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

[Lay Flat Finance | Total Assets: 6450 Hunyuan | Annual Return: 1000%]

[Lay Flat Capital | Total Assets: 1250 Hunyuan | Annual Return: 1000%]

Wuhu, take off, make a fortune!

Luo Feng is awesome!

A slender black figure moved beside her. Wind-Thunder Venerable wore a long black robe with gold trim, the hem of which reached her ankles, making her already petite figure look even more like an exquisite doll.

She tiptoed and glanced at the screen. Undisguised disdain immediately appeared on her exquisitely beautiful face. Her voice was soft yet arrogant. "Is it worth getting so excited about earning such a pittance? It's not even enough for me to take a nap. Bank interest rates are more than that."

Tang Ping turned his head with a bitter face. "Master, I've only just reached the Universe Level! This rate of return is already heaven-defying!"

"Oh~" Wind-Thunder Venerable drawled, as if he had just remembered this, "That's true, I forgot you're still a fledgling who's just hatched. But all in on Luo Family Concept Stocks?" She suddenly frowned her delicate brows, "You really believe in that Luo Feng that much?"

"Of course!" Tang Ping immediately straightened his back. "In the eyes of the patriarch, all difficulties are stepping stones! He will surely become a pillar of our Human Race in the future!"

"Heh~" Wind-Thunder Venerable let out a crisp sneer, tiptoed and reached out, his icy fingertips tapping Tang Ping's forehead, "Among the Five Great Powers of the Human Race, the competition within the Virtual Universe Company is even fiercer than that in the Giant Axe Dojo."

Let alone a disciple of King Rank, even the personal disciples of the Chaos City Lord have perished in various trials. A pillar of support? Let's pray he survives the trial mission."

Tang Ping curled his lip.

You have no idea about Luo Feng's potential!

"Bang!"

With a soft sound, Tang Ping covered his forehead and shrank back, tears welling up in his eyes from the pain.

Wind-Thunder Venerable withdrew his finger, a satisfied smile appearing on his small face, "I can tell you're secretly criticizing your master, showing disrespect to your elders. You deserve a beating."

Tang Ping immediately lowered his head, not daring to think about it anymore.

Waaaaah, you're such a good judge of character!

Seeing his disciple's angry but speechless expression, looking like a punching bag, Wind-Thunder Venerable chuckled twice. His adorable appearance was completely at odds with the title of "Venerable".

She turned around and quickly operated a few buttons on the virtual panel, and a string of fund codes popped up on Tang Ping's screen.

Tang Ping stared intently, his pupils shrinking slightly: [Eternal Winning Wind-Thunder Venerable Primitive Star Exploration Resource Raising Fund], marked "Closed", closed period: 100,000 years.

His lips twitched. "Master, this—a fund that can't be touched for 100,000 years, what's the difference between buying it and locking it up? Only a fool would buy it, right?"

"Insolence!" Wind-Thunder Venerable said, hands on his hips. "This is a fund personally issued by your master. Ordinary people would beg for it if they could."

She paused, her tone growing increasingly arrogant, "Ten thousand years from now, the Primitive Star will open, and you can freely pick up any Heavy Treasure inside. But seizing these treasures requires Divine Power potions, forging Defense Armor, and building High-level Detector —all of which cost money. I'm raising resources in advance, and once we obtain the treasures, I'll naturally share the profits with you."

Tang Ping was stunned for a few seconds, then his eyes lit up, and he gave a thumbs up. "Master is brilliant! This is practically a guaranteed profit! If we lose, we'll cover it; if we make a profit, you can share it with us however you like. It's a huge win!"

"Bang!"

Another blow, and Tang Ping clutched his head and wailed in agony once more.

Wind-Thunder Venerable turned around with her hands behind her back. Her black robe accentuated her exceptionally upright posture, yet her voice remained soft and gentle. "Today I'll teach you what it means to respect your master. Throughout countless eons, the funds I've issued have never lost money. I've given you a chance to make a fortune, and you still dare to mock your master?"

Besides, if you buy a fund today and then fail, I can use the treasures I obtained from my adventures to ask Master to revive you. You've hit the jackpot!

"I know, I know!" Tang Ping quickly begged for forgiveness, but couldn't help adding, "But I still think Patriarch Luo Feng has a brighter future—"

"You!" Wind-Thunder Venerable turned around angrily, pointing his slender finger at him, his chest heaving slightly.

But seeing Tang Ping's "die-hard fan" look, she suddenly remembered that when she was young, she was also like that, ignoring her teacher's advice and only turning back after hitting a wall. Most of her anger dissipated instantly, leaving only a sense of helpless disappointment.

After all, he was the apprentice he personally chose, so he tolerated it.

At that moment, the starship's broadcast announced, "Arrived at the Cosmic Galaxy Bank docking area, about to dock."

Wind-Thunder Venerable composed himself, solemnly patting Tang Ping's shoulder. The little girl's face was full of "the cunning of someone who's been there": "When you see your Grandmaster later, remember to plead poverty. Tell him all about your miserable situation: your parents died when you were young, you lacked resources for cultivation, and your starship needed upgrading. The more miserable, the better. Your Grandmaster's treasure trove is overflowing; any piece he throws at you would be enough for you to squander for millions of years."

Tang Ping's eyes lit up instantly, and he nodded vigorously, his face immediately switching to a resolute expression as if he had "seen the storms of life."

A man's knees are worth gold? Now is the crucial moment to cash in!

Wind-Thunder Venerable and Thunder nodded in satisfaction as he observed the instant change in the Venerable's expression.

This child resembles me; he possesses the bearing of Venerable!

The rear cabin of the starship, the rest area.

Huo Wu swiftly swept past the hatch, the red fluff at the tip of her tail lightly brushing against the metal floor with her movements.

[Beep~]

The hatch slid open silently, and in the center of the room, Luo Xiaoyu was resting with her eyes closed on a floating recliner. Her fair skin was accentuated by her moon-white outfit.

"Hello, Sister Xiao Yu ~" Huo Wu immediately dropped her flirtatious manner, her voice becoming sickeningly sweet. She stood obediently at the door, her fluffy fox tail curling gently behind her. "I'm Huo Wu, a friend of Third Brother. From now on, we're on the same path. Please take care of me."

Luo Xiaoyu slowly opened her eyes, her clear gaze falling on Huo Wu.

Her fox ears twitched playfully, and her red dress seemed to burn, making her fair wrist, which was exposed outside her sleeve, appear even whiter. This charming and delicate appearance caused a barely perceptible hint of amazement to flash in her usually aloof eyes.

She nodded slightly, her voice like a jade bead dipped in ice water, clear yet tinged with aloofness. "Hello."

As a woman who has been raised with traditional cultivation concepts since childhood, Luo Xiaoyu knows better than anyone else that "disorder in the inner quarters" is a more troublesome stumbling block than an enemy for a man who is devoted to cultivation.

Huo Wu her gentle attitude, Huo Wu immediately felt relieved. She took a few steps to the recliner and, without saying a word, grasped Luo Xiaoyu's slightly cool hand.

Her palms carried the unique warmth of the Fire Fox clan, like a small heater. "Sister Xiao Yu, look how powerful Third Brother is becoming! He'll be a god and King Rank in no time! We must quickly join forces and attack him from both sides to keep him in check, otherwise he'll get too cocky!"

"This—" Luo Xiaoyu's cool brows furrowed.

Huo Wu, with her sharp eyes, noticed the shift in Luo Xiaoyu's expression and immediately seized the opportunity, moving closer to her, her fox ears almost brushing against Luo Xiaoyu's shoulder. "Sister Xiao Yu, think about it, the more powerful a person is, the more they suffer. As women, we can't really help with cultivation, so we can only work harder in this area."

As she spoke, she suddenly lowered her voice and winked mysteriously. "Come, come, let me tell you, our Fire Fox clan has a set of Inheritance Secret Technique passed down through generations, specifically designed to 'subdue' powerful figures. Let's discuss it properly—"

Luo Xiaoyu 'Iceberg usually icy face suddenly flushed slightly.

You can do that? How embarrassing!