Bo Huang smiled when he heard Jieyin's question. "Of course you can rest assured. The chief manager of our money house is Saint Hongyun. A saint of our Demon Sect naturally won't covet everyone's belongings, so you can all relax, right? After all, we're not the future saint of Mount Sumeru." As he spoke, he even took a jab at Jieyin.
Dijiang chimed in, "Naturally, we're assured. Hongyun's character is trustworthy, after all. He's a famously good person in the Primordial Wilderness."
The Three Pure Ones and the other great powers nodded as well. After speaking, Bo Huang pointed at the heavens and swore, "Heavenly Dao above, I, Bo Huang, have gained insight today and establish the Great Desolation Money House as a place for all kinds of transactions in the Primordial Wilderness. The path of transactions, arise!"
Rumble! The Heavenly Dao responded and bestowed merit. Seventy percent went to Bo Huang, while thirty percent went to the money house.
Jieyin stared at that merit with utter envy. After all, what he lacked to become a saint was merit.
After the money house opened, the Heavenly Court's fortune surged. Many people came to deposit merit, though there were naturally exceptions.
For example, Jieyin went straight to the money house and said, "How much merit would it take to have the Witch Clan release my junior brother Zhunti?"
Hongyun looked at Jieyin before him. "This is a rather major deal. I'll have to discuss with everyone whether we should take it."
Then Hongyun sent Bo Huang a voice transmission. "Jieyin wants to hire our money house to go after Zhunti. Bo Huang, what do you think? Can we take this deal?"
Bo Huang was somewhat bewildered as well. He walked toward the Ancestor Witches, who were eating and drinking in the rear courtyard, then knocked on Dijiang's table. "Dijiang, Jieyin wants to hire our money house to rescue Zhunti. What do you think we should do?"
Dijiang replied blankly, "Zhunti? No. Little sister is almost done comprehending her cultivation technique lately. He can't be rescued."
Bo Huang said, "Is it possible that I never intended to rescue Zhunti? I just wanted to tell you that, on the way, could you perhaps deal with Jieyin..." As he spoke, he made a gesture.
Zhu Jiuyin smiled. "Understood. You just want us to beat Jieyin half to death so he has to recuperate too, right? Why not just say so? Setting everything else aside, you sincerely taught us how to break through. We're grateful for that."
About three quarters of an hour later, Hongyun said, "This deal is rather major. I wonder how much capital Fellow Daoist Jieyin can offer?"
Jieyin said, "Those who become saints retain some merit. When the time comes, my junior brother Zhunti and I will give all our remaining merit to the money house. How about it?"
Hongyun recalled that the merit he had left over after becoming a saint had been an immense amount, so he went to discuss it with Bo Huang and the others again. Bo Huang thought, If I agree to this, I'd be a complete idiot. Merit left over after becoming saints? Those two future loan-funded saints? What a joke.
With that thought, Bo Huang stopped teasing the Ancestor Witches in the rear courtyard and transformed into a streak of rainbow light, arriving directly at the money house. "Jieyin, are you playing us for fools?"
Jieyin said, "How am I making fools of you?"
Bo Huang smiled. "Without collateral, why should I trust you? Your reputation isn't exactly great... Mm, what if you become a saint and refuse to repay the debt? Would we have to come knocking to collect? Saints are immortal and indestructible. How would I ever get my money back?"
Jieyin pondered for a moment. "Then what should be done?"
Bo Huang said, "I'll call the Twelve Ancestor Witches over too. Discuss it with them." With that, Bo Huang turned into a streak of rainbow light and left.
Before long, the Twelve Ancestor Witches arrived at the money house. Bo Huang said, "That's him. He wants to rescue Zhunti. Discuss it among yourselves. But let me make this clear first: no fighting inside the money house."
Dijiang casually took out a Yin Yang Profound Dragon Halberd. "A High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure. Give us an estimate."
Hongyun examined it in his hands. "Fine stuff. Three hundred thousand Merit Gold Coins. How about it?"
Dijiang nodded. "Fine. Let it be so."
Then Dijiang looked at Jieyin. "The money house said you want to rescue your junior brother Zhunti. This matter is too troublesome, and they don't want to get involved, so they asked me to negotiate the price with you directly."
Jieyin said, "My offer remains the same. Once my junior brother and I become saints, we can give you all the merit we have left. If your Witch Clan agrees, it will all go to you. Let the money house serve as witness. What do you think?"
Dijiang nodded and said to Gou Mang, "Go find out how much merit the other saints had left after becoming saints."
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Not long after, Gou Mang returned. "The amounts varied somewhat among the saints. Lingzhu Zi of Wa Huang Palace said that Empress Nuwa's remaining merit was worth sixty million. The Three Pure Ones each had around fifty million. As for Saint Hongyun..."
Hongyun nodded. "More or less the same. My worth is forty-seven million."
Dijiang nodded and said to Ru Shou, "Take these three hundred thousand Merit Gold Coins and buy some meat. See how much you can get. Mm, try to find Bi Fang if possible. Kunpeng has been cultivating toward the Primordial Golden Immortal lately, so he won't be cutting off any flesh."
Ru Shou returned and said, "I asked quite a few demon kings, and they were all willing to sell us meat. What Bo Huang said really works. Fair trade naturally brings no hatred."
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