Shi Chun pulled out a banknote and turned it over in his hands, sighing as well. "Six Realms Exchange? I've never heard of the Six Realms Bank either. The six realms included the Demon Realm, didn't they? How long has the Demon Realm been gone? Good grief, how many generations of the Heavenly Court would we have to count back?"
Wu Jinliang chuckled. "The Demon Realm is too far back. The six realms at least included the Nether Realm, and the Underworld has been sealed for eight hundred years. When the old monster first got trapped here, the Underworld must still have been open. That alone takes us back two or three dynasties. If there were tens of billions of sandalwood gold coins sitting here, that would be fine. This Heaven-and-Earth Bracelet has more than enough space to hold them. But what's the point of giving us tens of billions in paper notes? Would banks outside honor notes from a previous dynasty in the current one? Is this how the old monster thanked his benefactors? Isn't that repaying kindness with spite?"
There was no joy in his laughter. They had struck it rich across the gulf of time, and the regret was beyond words.
Remembering the message on the jade tablet, Shi Chun bent over the chest and searched again. He wanted to see whether anyone else who had stumbled into this place had left a message, giving them more clues. But the bundles of notes were stacked neatly, with nothing else in sight.
He tipped the chest over, emptied out all the notes, then put them back bundle by bundle, inspecting them carefully as he went. Still finding nothing, he sighed. "Could we be the first people to stumble in here in all these years?"
Wu Jinliang said, "No