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"Yes. If you can get the Monk Corpse to steer the boat, we too will be utterly convinced and fall prostrate in admiration."

The gods also echoed Thunder Mother.

They all wanted to cross the Sea of Suffering and enter the Pure Land. They could not wait another moment.

"Your prostrations are worthless."

Liu Chengfeng rolled his eyes.

The gods were driven mad with fury and all glared at Liu Chengfeng.

"If the chief shopkeeper truly possesses such divine abilities, this humble servant is willing to offer a handsome reward."

Knowing Liu Chengfeng was a businessman, Thunder Mother hurriedly catered to his tastes.

"What handsome reward can you offer? Can you produce a million billion right now?"

Liu Chengfeng shot her a sidelong glance.

Thunder Mother was immediately left speechless. Where could she possibly find a million billion now? The amount was simply too enormous; even if she gathered it together, it would take considerable time.

But time waited for no one.

"A million billion is too outrageous."

The gods were unwilling and unconvinced, yet utterly helpless.

Yang Yanxuan opened his mouth as if to speak, but in the end it became a sigh. He said nothing. He too could not produce a million billion.

Liu Shisan remained silent. A million billion? What kind of joke was that? Even if he sold the Dark Market, he could not raise that much cash.

"What? Is a Pure Land on the Immortal Plane really worth so little?"

Liu Chengfeng smiled as he looked at them all.

The gods' hearts tightened, and they looked at one another.

The Pure Land was priceless, but they could not afford the price!

Liu Shisan's thoughts turned a thousand times over, but asking him to pay so much—never mind whether he could produce it, even if he