A Massive Amount of Gold Soul Coins, Re-cultivating a Technique

After calming Xiao Wu down, Bai Shu turned to Dugu Bo and asked, "Senior Dugu, has the clan leader of the Nine Heart Begonia family been invited?"

Dugu Bo quickly nodded. "Reporting to Young Master, Clan Leader Ye Qingxin is already on her way. Judging by the time, she should arrive any moment now."

"Mm, good. I'll leave the rest to you, then. I'm going to rest first." As Bai Shu spoke, he prepared to turn and return to his room.

"Please wait, Young Master!" Dugu Bo suddenly called out to him.

"Something else?" Bai Shu looked at Dugu Bo in some confusion.

Dugu Bo did not drag things out. He turned, picked up a cloth pouch from the table, and handed it to Bai Shu.

"Young Master, this is the remaining seventy-five million Gold Soul Coins after deducting the cost of that Soul Bone. Heaven Dou Auction House was very tactful and did not take any commission. They also gifted five large-capacity storage Soul Tools to hold the Gold Soul Coins."

Bai Shu took the cloth pouch and opened it. Inside, lying quietly, were a ring, two bracelets, a wristguard, and even a uniquely styled necklace.

"They're that generous?" Bai Shu raised an eyebrow as he spoke, casually picking up one ring-shaped Soul Tool and putting it on his hand.

Dugu Bo smiled and said, "They weren't being generous. They didn't dare take it. For ordinary auctions, the handling fee would at most be a few thousand Gold Soul Coins. But Young Master, your Ninth-Grade Purple Ganoderma sold for an astronomical price of one hundred million. The handling fee alone would have reached five million. How would they have the nerve to earn that money?"

"However, they did make one request. If Young Master has any similar rare treasures in the future, they hope you will consider them first. Likewise, they will not take any commission."

"Heh, they've made a good calculation." Bai Shu smiled noncommittally, then said, "Reply to them that it's fine. We may work together often in the future."

Originally, Bai Shu had wanted to refuse. After all, barring any accidents, he would not be selling immortal herbs again in the future. But he suddenly thought of pill refining, so he simply agreed for now.

As for whether they would cooperate or not, that could be left for later.

As they spoke, Bai Shu also finished examining the five Soul Tools. Each of these Soul Tools had a capacity of thirty cubic meters. There were no unnecessary odds and ends inside, only full, large chests.

With a thought, Bai Shu took out one of the chests.

"Thud!"

With the muffled sound of a heavy object hitting the ground, the solid bluestone floor was actually smashed by the chest, splitting into a web of cracks.

"That heavy?" A trace of surprise flashed through Bai Shu's eyes. He reached out and opened the heavy lid. The next moment, even with his temperament, his breathing could not help but catch.

An entire chest of Gold Soul Coins reflected dazzling, mesmerizing light under the lamps, almost dyeing the entire hall gold. That visual impact brought about purely by an enormous amount of tangible wealth was a hundred times more shocking than a cold string of numbers.

"As expected, money only feels real when it's right in front of you." Bai Shu murmured softly to himself, but he still adjusted quickly.

He did not inspect the other chests. He directly put away this chest of Gold Soul Coins, then handed all five Soul Tools to Dugu Bo.

"Keep this money. From now on, you can handle all expenses in the residence as you see fit. As long as it isn't a huge expenditure of tens of millions at a time, there's no need to report it to me."

Dugu Bo froze instantly. Looking at the Soul Tools before him that represented a mountain of gold, he stammered somewhat, "Young Master, this... this absolutely cannot be! This is far too much. This subordinate..."

But Bai Shu had already turned away without concern, waving his hand as he walked outside.

"Enough, it's decided. The space in my storage Soul Tool is limited. I can't go out covered like the owner of a jewelry shop just to carry money, can I?"

"This... yes! Thank you for your trust, Young Master!" Dugu Bo's mind shook, and in the end, he still answered heavily.

After returning to his bedroom, Bai Shu, rarely, did not begin cultivating immediately. He sat by the bed, the dazzling golden light echoing in his mind.

He knew very well that wealth without strength to protect it was poison that hastened death.

The reason he could safely possess immense wealth today was entirely due to the powerful strength he had revealed. This made his determination to grow stronger at any cost even firmer.

"Let's begin converting cultivation."

Sitting cross-legged, Bai Shu sank his mind into his body and began circulating his Soul Power according to the technique's route.

Converting cultivation techniques was not easy. After all, he was already past rank twenty and had missed the best period to cultivate a technique. But thanks to his ultimate Life Attribute being extremely compatible with the Chaos Heaven-Mending Art, the process was still relatively smooth.

Time flew by, and five days passed in the blink of an eye.

When Bai Shu opened his eyes again, a hazy stream of light flashed through them and vanished. His entire aura had undergone a subtle change. There was a little less of a youth's immaturity, but a trace more of an ethereal, transcendent air.

"So this is the effect of a cultivation technique?" Bai Shu felt the brand-new Soul Power surging endlessly through the meridians in his body. Its total amount was at least fifty percent greater than before, and its quality was also more condensed. Although it was still the same Life Attribute Soul Power as before, it carried a hint of a domineering quality that devoured all things.

With a thought, the speed at which his Soul Power flowed was nearly twenty percent faster than before, and his recovery ability was even more astonishing.

After adapting to the changes in himself, Bai Shu got up, pushed open the door, and walked out. Stretching his slightly stiff body in the sunlight, he called toward the shadows in the courtyard, "Old Xie, how are Yue Guan and Gui mei's Soul Cores?"

Xie Biyan's figure emerged silently, and he bowed. "Reporting to Young Master, Yue Guan and Gui mei successfully condensed their First Soul Cores three days ago. It is just that the two of them are still exploring the method of condensing the Second Soul Core and have not dared to attempt it rashly."

"No rush. This concerns their future path, so let them take their time." Bai Shu nodded, then continued, "Go ask Yue Guan to organize the most complete copy of the books he has collected regarding immortal herbs and bring it to me."

"Yes, please wait a moment, Young Master." Xie Biyan accepted the order and disappeared in an instant.

Bai Shu walked to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down, beginning to sort through his next plan.

Before long, Xie Biyan returned with a thick hardback book. Four large characters were written on the cover: Immortal Herb Catalog.

Bai Shu took the book and quietly flipped through it in the courtyard, reading while comparing it to his memories of the immortal herbs in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Before he knew it, the sun sank in the west and night fell. Only when Bai Shu turned to the final page of the book did he let out a long breath and gently close it.

He raised his head and only then discovered that at some unknown point, an oil lamp had been lit on the stone table. Within the halo of its swaying flame, Xiao Wu was lying beside the table, pillowing her head on her arm, breathing evenly. Clearly, she had waited for a long time and unknowingly fallen asleep.

Bai Shu shook his head helplessly. He took off his outer robe, gently draped it over Xiao Wu, then carefully picked her up in his arms and walked toward his bedroom.

"Old Xie, tomorrow morning, we're going to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Inform Dugu Bo and the others, and have them prepare."

"Yes, Young Master." Xie Biyan's steady, unchanging response came from the darkness. As the oil lamp on the stone table was blown out by a gust of night wind, the entire small courtyard once again fell into deathly silence.

Early the next morning, Bai Shu walked out of the room with a dark expression. Yesterday, seeing how sensible Xiao Wu had been, he had not had the heart to put her on another bed.

Who would have known that this Rogue Rabbit's habit of sleeping restlessly still had not changed? In the middle of the night, she had kicked him awake several times.

When she learned in the morning that Bai Shu was leaving, she clung tightly to him and refused to let go. She insisted that Bai Shu summon his Spirit Soul and rubbed against it wildly for a while before finally feeling satisfied and going back to sleep.

Bai Shu rubbed his slightly sore arm, then rubbed his face, forcing himself awake. Afterward, he opened the gate of the small courtyard. Outside, aside from Dai Hua, who had been left behind to watch the house, Yue Guan, Gui mei, Dugu Bo, and Xie Biyan were all already waiting at the entrance.