Do You Know Who's the Richest?

Seeing all the goddesses shower him with praise and flattery, Wu Xing's grin stretched from ear to ear.

Especially when Ning Rongrong said she wanted to have little monkeys with him. He had to make that happen. He'd have her give birth to a whole soccer team.

But now that he thought about it, he really had no idea exactly where the story had reached.

Still, judging from Qian Renxue's words and Shui Bing'er's reaction when she didn't recognize the Shrek Three Beauties, he could be sure they hadn't reached the Elite Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament yet.

[Wu Xing: Ahem. You're all too kind, group members. Looking out for one another is only right. You don't have to be so reserved. It's a Chat Group, after all, so speak your minds.]

[Ning Rongrong: Brother Wu Xing is right.]

[Dugu Yan: Big Brother Group Leader is right.]

[Xiao Wu: Mm, Big Brother Benefactor is right.]

[All the women: The Group Leader is absolutely right.]

Seeing all the beautiful women falling over themselves to agree with him again, Wu Xing felt great. They were certainly giving him all the affirmation he could ask for, but it wouldn't do to keep this up.

That wasn't why he'd created the Chat Group. He'd done it to enjoy the gossip, lie low, watch the show, and then brag with the beauties, talk about their dreams and lives, and maybe even have some intimate conversations. Finally, he could take the opportunity to torment Tang San and Yu Xiaogang.

Now that would be a perfect life.

[Wu Xing: If you keep this up, I'm going offline.]

[Ning Rongrong: Brother Wu Xing, Rongrong was wrong. About what I asked earlier—could Gold Soul Coins be exchanged for points? What do you think?]

At the sight of Wu Xing saying he was going offline, everyone quickly returned to normal. The Chat Group's explanation had told them what going offline meant.

They had only just received such an enormous opportunity, and there was still so much they didn't understand. How could they let Wu Xing go offline now?

[Dugu Yan: Exactly, exactly! Big Brother Group Leader, I saw Martial Soul fragments in the Group Mall. Can collecting them really give you an extra Martial Soul?]

[Xiao Wu: Big Brother Benefactor, could you bring my mother back to life right now?]

[Ah Rou: Xiao Wu, how can you make such an unreasonable request of our benefactor? Benefactor, Xiao Wu doesn't know any better. I'll slowly save up points and exchange them for a resurrection token.]

[Xue Qinghe: Group Leader, you've just arrived in our world. If there's anything we can do to help, please let us know.]

Seeing that the Chat Group had finally settled down, Wu Xing nodded in satisfaction and began explaining unhurriedly.

[Wu Xing: Rongrong, exchanging Gold Soul Coins for points won't work. Even if I could do it, the rules of the plane wouldn't allow it.]

[Wu Xing: You need to understand that every world has its own laws, and every world has its own method of cultivation. They must be followed strictly.]

[Wu Xing: The Chat Group is something that exists outside the laws of your world. It's a special product derived from Blue Star's higher-dimensional authority, so it already goes beyond the usual constraints of the Douluo Continent, though it's still within acceptable limits.]

[Wu Xing: If the rules were forcibly altered, the balance of the plane would be broken.]

[Wu Xing: Once the rules are broken, the world will try to repair itself. If it can't, it will collapse. You don't want to see the Douluo Continent go up in smoke, do you?]

Wu Xing was talking absolute nonsense with a straight face. The truth was, his Golden Finger couldn't convert the currency. But to make himself seem inscrutable as the Group Leader, he'd brought out a whole string of profound-sounding nonsense about the laws of the plane and the collapse of worlds.

[Wu Xing: Of course, I can help you convert points into Gold Soul Coins. One point equals ten Gold Soul Coins.]

[Ning Rongrong: I understand. Thanks, Brother Wu Xing. You don't need to convert any for me.]

Ning Rongrong was a little disappointed to learn she couldn't exchange Gold Soul Coins for points. Still, she understood that allowing it would be far too unreasonable.

As for exchanging points for Gold Soul Coins? What a joke! Points were precious. Only a fool would trade them away!

[Xiao Wu: Huh? Brother Wu Xing, points can really be exchanged for Gold Soul Coins? I want to exchange 100 points.]

[Ning Rongrong: ???]

Ning Rongrong had only just thought that only a fool would exchange points for Gold Soul Coins when Xiao Wu popped up. She nearly choked with anger.

[Bibi Dong: Little Rabbit, I'll take your 100 points. I'll give you 2,000 Gold Soul Coins.]

The moment Bibi Dong saw that such a good deal was available, she immediately jumped in and sent a trade request as quickly as she could. She even offered twice the price Wu Xing had mentioned.

Going by the prices in the Chat Group, she'd gladly exchange one point for 100 Gold Soul Coins and try it out on a large scale.

After all, a Ten Thousand Year Perfect Soul Ring only cost 100,000 points. Ten million Gold Soul Coins for a Ten Thousand Year Perfect Soul Ring?

Where else could you find a deal like that?

[Dugu Yan: ...]

[Ning Shui Fei Luan: ...]

[Xue Qinghe: ...]

[Xiao Wu: No way! I'm not trading with you, you bad woman who killed my mother. Even if we're in the same group now, I still hate you! Hmph!]

Now that she knew Ah Rou was her mother, Xiao Wu also knew that the woman before her had killed her.

[Bibi Dong: ...]

[Ning Rongrong: Xiao Wu, are you really that short on Gold Soul Coins? Why didn't you say so earlier? I'll trade with you. I'll give you 3,000 Gold Soul Coins.]

[Xiao Wu: Okay, thanks, Rongrong.]

[Bibi Dong: I'll give you 5,000 Gold Soul Coins.]

[Xiao Wu: Even if you offered me 10,000 Gold Soul Coins, I still wouldn't trade with you!]

[Group Notification: Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong completed a trade.]

Seeing the trade go through, Bibi Dong beat her chest in frustration. Weren't Soul Masters supposed to hunt Spirit Rings? How could she be so petty?

Besides, wasn't her mother in the Chat Group now? With an opportunity this miraculous, her resurrection was only a matter of time. Why hold a grudge over Gold Soul Coins?

Though she told herself all that, she saw a business opportunity in it and quickly sent a message.

[Bibi Dong: I wonder if any other group members need to exchange points for Gold Soul Coins. This Pope will buy at a rate of 100 to 1. Offer valid indefinitely. Fair prices, no age discrimination.]

[Ning Rongrong: Same here. Xiao Wu, I'll come over to you later and give you another 7,000 Gold Soul Coins.]

[Ning Shui Fei Luan: This is the first time I've thought it's good to be rich.]

[Zhu Zhuqing: Agreed.]

[Nine-Tailed Sky Fox: Your Holiness the Pope, I just spent 500 points and have 73 left. Do you want them? You don't have to give me any Gold Soul Coins.]

[Bibi Dong: I do. From now on, this Pope's got your back!]

Seeing Nine-Tailed Sky Fox's message, Bibi Dong was overjoyed. Even a mosquito's leg was still meat.

Besides, this group member called Nine-Tailed Sky Fox really was a loyal supporter of hers. For that alone, she would make sure to nurture her from now on.

[Group Notification: Bibi Dong and Nine-Tailed Sky Fox completed a trade.]

[Dugu Yan: Aaah! I want to be rich too!]

Seeing the two trades, Dugu Yan nearly went wild. How could she become rich? She was itching for points too.

Meanwhile, Wu Xing was dumbfounded to see the Chat Group complete two trades. Although he'd enabled the trading feature, he hadn't expected everyone to figure it out so quickly—or to come up with the sly trick of bidding against each other to buy points.

Sure enough, you couldn't underestimate people from any world. Once they started competing, things got ridiculous.

But when he saw Dugu Yan losing her mind at the end, Wu Xing suddenly thought of something, and an impish grin spread across his face.

[Wu Xing: Do you know who's the richest person on the Douluo Continent?]