"Lifespan could be measured too?"
"Of course it could."
Perhaps because he had answered too many questions, the gray-robed cultivator simply added a few more words. "This item is called the Pill-Measuring Ruler. It is a bona fide Yellow-Tier Fifth-Grade Dao Armament, and what it seals is 'measure.'"
"All things beneath heaven possess their measure. Bones have bone age, blood has its count, qi has its fate. None can escape the word 'measure.'"
"The ruler is placed against the wrist bone. First it measures bone age, then the abundance or depletion of blood marrow within the bones, and finally the speed of one's qi circulation."
"Though this item cannot determine one's exact remaining lifespan, it can infer a rough estimate from bone age and vitality. The margin of error is no more than around a thousand years."
At this point, he let out another cold laugh and explained further.
"There are always some things that do not know whether they are alive or dead, trying to exploit the money house. Some disguise themselves as young Rogue Cultivators, while others use spells to conceal their qi. They look brimming with vitality, yet in truth have only two or three years left to live."
"Such people have only two intentions. Either they borrow a huge sum and make one last desperate gamble for an opportunity to break through and prolong their lives, or they simply leave it to their sect, descendants, and heirs. Once they kick their legs and die, everything is over and done with."
Jiang Yuechu raised a brow. "But doesn't your money house say that debts do not vanish when a person dies?"
"How could that be the same?"
The gray-robed cultivator gave her a strange look.
"For instance, if someone at Wandering Void Sea Perfection has mature qi