"The benevolence of a gentleman... ends after five generations?"
Wang Guoguang repeated the words in a daze. Old Master Wang had crossed the ocean to the United States of America in his thirties, when Wang Guoguang's grandfather was already around ten.
With his own child now nearly eighteen, that really did make five generations...
Silence filled the little room. After a long while, Wang Guoguang let out a deep sigh.
That sigh seemed laden with extraordinarily complicated emotions. Yet as Zhang Xiao watched him, he noticed a hint of relief, of acceptance.
"Daoist Zhang, has this Golden Toad... already lost its power?"
Zhang Xiao nodded. The orthodox Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth within it had already dissipated. There were many varieties of Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth, both orthodox and evil. The low-end versions, for instance, plundered other people's financial luck for the user's benefit, inviting endless trouble. Once the backlash struck, it could destroy an entire family.
Those with profound cultivation could also command five ghosts to pass through walls and doors, carrying off other people's valuables. But this version of Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth was essentially theft, and its limitations were considerable. Only those with profound cultivation could use it.
What his grandfather had set up, however, was the highest-grade orthodox Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth. Its effects were not particularly powerful; it merely increased a person's financial luck slightly, incorporating it into their destined fortune. But it had no lasting adverse effects.
And it had lasted a hundred years! Even a mere ten-percent increase in financial luck became staggering over a century.
Wang Guoguang asked quietly:
"Daoist, since this Golden Toad no longer works, could you leave it here? It's been with our family for a hundred years-"
Rubbing his chin, Wu Jiayou suddenly asked in puzzlement:
"Mr. Wang, why