Orchid Creek City lay at the foot of Orchid Yin Mountain, named for its creek and made famous by its mountain.
And if one were to name the most renowned place in Orchid Creek City,
it would undoubtedly be Peaceful Money House.
Many cultivators and demons, upon hearing Peaceful Money House's name, would travel thousands of miles to reach this place.
After all, the importance of Merit to cultivators needed no explanation.
For there to be a place that dared lend out Merit, even if its terms were excessively harsh, was enough to make people flock to it like ducks.
Outside Peaceful Money House at this moment,
Tiger Mountain God wore a gray robe, its shadows obscuring most of his rugged face.
He watched the figures coming and going before him rather nervously. Only after confirming that his appearance had not aroused anyone's suspicion did he let out a relieved breath.
Then he steadied himself and secretly connected with the figure at the other end of his mind. "My lord, we've arrived."
A few breaths later,
Jiang Yuechu's voice sounded in his mind.
"You remember what I taught you, right?"
"Uh..."
Hearing this,
Tiger Mountain God silently glanced at the eager Cosmic Demon King beside him, helplessness surfacing on his face. "Rest assured, my lord. I remember it clearly."
"We're Rogue Cultivators from some backwater place. We've cultivated bitterly for years and are now stuck at the threshold. We only need one last breath of Merit to break through. With no road left before us, we heard of Peaceful Money House's great name and came here to borrow..."
"Fine. Don't be nervous."
Jiang Yuechu said blandly, "You were originally figures from a painting. If anything truly goes wrong and someone sees through you, simply disperse your aura and return to