"Knowing that much won't do you any good."
"My advice to you is..."
"Don't ask too many questions about things in the trade."
Facing everyone's eager gazes, Shui Yue'er shook her head with the air of a seasoned elder.
Everyone: "..."
This troublesome girl was still full of nonsense.
Thump!
Even the Dean of Skywater beside her couldn't stand it anymore and gave Shui Yue'er a hefty flick on the forehead.
"Ow..."
Shui Yue'er immediately lost her composure. The sharp pain made her clutch her head and cry out.
Tears welled in her eyes.
"I shouldn't have expected anything from you..."
The Dean of Skywater shook her head helplessly, then turned to the more composed Shui Bing'er. "Bing'er, why don't you explain what's going on?"
"All right."
Shui Bing'er nodded gently. "Actually, it's not as simple as Yue'er made it sound. How much stronger you can become by spending a million depends entirely on fate."
"Fate?"
Everyone froze. None of them had expected Shui Bing'er to say that.
"That's right. Fate, or luck."
Shui Bing'er nodded and continued, "It all started in Spirit City. There's a miraculous Little Shop there that sells jars containing all sorts of wondrous items. Each costs a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins, so a million buys exactly ten."
"What? Dean, you mean you want us to spend money buying jars?"
After hearing Shui Bing'er's explanation, Xue Wu turned to the Dean of Skywater in astonishment, seeking an answer.
The Dean of Skywater nodded. "That's right. If we want to improve our strength in a short time, that miraculous Little Shop is our only option."
"Will that really work?"
Someone else raised the question.
"Why wouldn't it? If you're lucky and get a Level-Up Ticket from every jar, a million Gold Soul Coins would be enough