Whatever He Needed... Came His Way! Was This Little Brat About to Strike It Rich?

At that moment.

Jun Wudao was speechless too.

He was penniless because his lineage had suffered a calamity, and everything had fallen into the hands of that bastard Su Fan.

But what about them?

They had once been terrifying Supreme Realm existences, after all. Yet they did not even have a few measly coins in their pockets?

Had the system swallowed them?

Utterly speechless!

Although things like spirit stones and divine crystals were indeed useless to them, surely they should not have been without even a single one?

However, just as Jun Wudao was about to turn and leave, an extremely small, thin figure approached at great speed.

A trace of respect showed on that thoroughly worldly face. In the blink of an eye, he had run up to Jun Wudao.

"Honored young master, I presume you have also come to take part in the upcoming Heavenly Pride Battle here in our Heavenly Moon Commandery City?"

"My humble name is Fu Guiming, and I am a local cultivator of Heavenly Moon Commandery City. I grew up here and am familiar with everything in the city!"

"If you are unfamiliar with Heavenly Moon Commandery City and need a guide, I would be willing to serve you. You need only pay me one mid-grade divine crystal!"

The speaker was a young boy of only about twelve or thirteen, dressed in an old but very clean robe. His clear, bright eyes gleamed with intelligence and worldly wisdom, giving anyone who looked at him a sense of warmth.

"You know Heavenly Moon Commandery City well?"

At this, Jun Wudao's eyes immediately lit up. Whatever he needed really did come his way!

"Yes, young master! I grew up in Heavenly Moon Commandery City. I know every blade of grass and every tree here!"

At his words, a gleam flashed through Fu Guiming's clear eyes. Sensing a chance, he hurriedly answered respectfully!

"Good! From this moment until the Heavenly Pride Battle ends, you will stay by my side!"

"As for your payment... when the time comes, I will give you something countless times more precious than that one mid-grade divine crystal!"

Looking at Fu Guiming's little face, brimming with excitement, Jun Wudao wore a faint smile.

He was not deceiving a child. Payment... he would naturally give it, and it would indeed be very precious!

For example... life!

The hope of living on!

The road Jun Wudao walked was a road of no return, accompanied by endless bloodshed, endless cruelty, endless slaughter, endless bones, and endless rains of blood!

This city.

Sooner or later, he would slaughter it!

It might be tomorrow, it might be next month, or perhaps even the next second. When he felt the time had come, he would act!

There was no reason!

If there had to be a reason.

Then it was that he wanted to increase his strength, to transcend, to behold the scenery at greater heights.

Of course, he might also reward him with money, magical treasures, cultivation methods, or divine objects. Nothing was certain, and nothing was guaranteed!

"Hiss! This little brat is lucky! Latching onto a prodigy like that-he's probably about to strike it rich!"

"How could 'strike it rich' possibly cover it? One look tells you this young master is a peerless prodigy from a major power. If this little brat wins his appreciation and gets to stay by his side, or is casually rewarded with something... I can't even imagine it. I can't!"

On both sides of the street, the onlookers gathered all around discussed it incessantly, their words filled with shock and envy!

"Thank you, young master! Thank you!"

Fu Guiming thanked him excitedly again and again. One look told him this young master was an important prodigy from a major power. When the time came, if just anything slipped through the cracks between his fingers...

Hiss!

He dared not imagine it!

He dared not imagine it!

He was going to strike it rich!

He was going to strike it rich!

At this, Jun Wudao smiled faintly. His deep, pitch-black eyes looked Fu Guiming over. Seeing his old robe, he knew the boy was frugal and not someone wealthy, so he said:

"I like peace and quiet, not noise. Take me to your home! I will stay there for the coming days, until the Heavenly Pride Battle ends!"

His words fell.

Huh???

Fu Guiming froze involuntarily, standing rooted to the spot. His head buzzed, and he wondered whether his ears had heard wrong!

Go to his home?

Stay at his place?

The people on both sides of the street were the same, their faces blank and stunned. Stay at that little brat's home?

Was this a mistake?

Shouldn't prodigies from major powers like them be staying at top-class inns or top-class estates?

"Young master, you mustn't! My home is shabby, while your person is worth ten thousand pieces of gold..."

The next moment, Fu Guiming recovered his senses. Frightened and nervous, he repeatedly waved his hands, shook his head, and tried to dissuade him, but Jun Wudao interrupted before he could finish!

"I don't want to say it twice. Lead the way! As for your payment, you won't be shortchanged!"

"All right, all right, all... right! This way, please, young master!"

Feeling the chill emanating from Jun Wudao's icy eyes, Fu Guiming's little body trembled, and he hurriedly nodded shakily.

With that, he led the way, taking Jun Wudao and his two companions into the depths of the alleys!

"Hiss! The world truly is vast enough to hold every strange thing!"

"That young boy has encountered a benefactor on the road. Who knows whether his future fate... will soar into the clouds?"

Watching this scene, quite a few cultivators gazed at the four departing figures and could not help repeatedly sighing with emotion!

Amid the crisscrossing alleys, Fu Guiming led Jun Wudao and his two companions onward. Everything that had happened today felt like a dream to him!

Before long, they arrived before an elegant little house, neither large nor small. Fu Guiming pushed open the door and addressed Jun Wudao nervously and respectfully:

"Please come inside, young master. My humble home is rather shabby. I hope you won't disdain it!"

"It's fine!"

Jun Wudao spoke indifferently, then strode inside. He was not a picky person!

In the world of cultivators, wherever he stayed was the same to him. He would be sitting in meditation and resting his mind anyway! A little better or a little worse did not really matter!

Besides, penniless as he was now, having somewhere to stay in this city was already good enough!

Stepping into the elegant little house, Jun Wudao casually surveyed his surroundings with his deep eyes, then walked to a wooden table and sat down before asking:

"Your parents aren't here? They won't object to me staying here, will they?"

Only after sitting down did Jun Wudao belatedly realize: how could a twelve- or thirteen-year-old child surviving in this enormous Heavenly Moon Commandery City have no parents?

But after looking around, he saw no sign of the boy's parents, and Jun Wudao could not help asking curiously!

"My mother went to explore a secret realm... a year ago, and she never came back. Young master... please feel free to stay!"

As he spoke, thick mist involuntarily began welling up in Fu Guiming's clear eyes, as though tears would fall the very next second. He seemed to be missing her, as though his heart held endless grief and pain!