Feng Ping caught a flicker of contemplation on Yu Ke's face.
"Young Master Yu, according to the current rates, the monthly rent for an outer sect courtyard is fifty-two Spirit Stones."
She spoke slowly, her tone carrying a touch of meticulousness and rigor.
"For a full year, that comes to six hundred and twenty-four Spirit Stones, plus the remaining five months."
The corners of Feng Ping's lips lifted slightly, revealing a captivating smile like willows brushing softly across a lake's surface.
"I am willing to offer three thousand Spirit Stones."
Hearing this, Yu Ke could not help but freeze slightly, surprise surging through his heart.
Three thousand Spirit Stones were undoubtedly a vast sum to him, enough to ease his current predicament.
One had to know!
A Servant Disciple of the Divine Firmament Sect received merely thirty Spirit Stones a month, and still had to labor diligently through a difficult life.
He could not help thinking of the support from home. The one hundred Spirit Stones his mother prepared for his monthly living expenses were already exceedingly generous.
Three thousand Spirit Stones could at least repay part of his debts.
Thinking of it!
The sixty thousand Spirit Stones owed by Yu Ke's predecessor still made it seem insufficient.
Of that, ten thousand Spirit Stones had been sent from home, while the rest had all been borrowed from friends around him.
Yu Ke even thought that if this world had those kinds of loans, his predecessor would probably have been stripped bare by now.
Of course!
Even in the cultivation world, private lending existed, and its interest rates were exorbitant.
There was only one way to describe it—terrifying beyond measure!
However, the Divine Firmament Sect strictly prohibited such practices.
Yet where there was demand, there was a market. Quite a few