Today's Mission: Spend Money

[To meet the four-thousand-character daily quota, some content was added to the previous chapter.]

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"Arghhh!"

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The little bats flying all over the sky were pushovers in Ning Yue's hands, each one going down to a punch or a palm strike. The old man of the Azure Ghost Race cried out in alarm again and again, each climax following the last.

"Brat, didn't your mother teach you to spare others when you can?"

As the little bats died, the old man of the Azure Ghost Race grew furious.

"But are you human?"

Ning Yue chuckled, his laughter full of contempt.

He grew more and more adept at killing the little bats. No matter how far away they were, all it took was a ray of fist light or a streak of sword qi.

As he gained experience killing bats, he gradually used less force to finish them off. It wasn't that he was running out of strength, but that he had learned to use just the right amount.

He was also getting better at judging how much force would make the little bats' explosions look prettier, instead of turning them into lumps of mashed flesh that offended the eyes.

The fireworks were beautiful, blood-red and blue-green.

Ning Yue couldn't quite stop himself from liking them. Even the old man's screams sounded so pleasing to his ears.

Fuck, I really am a pervert.

No, I'm slaying demons and vanquishing devils, protecting the righteous path of the human world.

If heaven had feelings, heaven too would grow old; the righteous path of the human world is forged through the vicissitudes of time.

"Human brat, you forced me to do this!!!"

The old man of the Azure Ghost Race roared, his voice shrill and his expression fierce.

As soon as he spoke, all his bat clones turned red from head to toe, hanging in the air like big red lanterns. Then they changed direction and charged at Ning Yue.

Then,

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The bats kept blowing themselves up around Ning Yue, sending blood and flesh flying as a hair-raising aura spread through the area.

Ning Yue had no choice but to activate his Indestructible Vajra Physique.

For a moment, blood and flesh blocked every path forward, leaving him unable to pursue.

He could only watch as the last remaining bat flew into the sky and escaped without a trace.

"What a pity!"

A look of regret crossed Ning Yue's face.

What a shame that the bounty of several million had slipped through his fingers just like that.

Next time, he had to seize the chance to make money.

"Ning Yue, over here."

Ning Yue had just arrived at the Martial Artist Exchange when a voice reached him.

He looked in the direction he sensed and saw three figures. Two were very familiar, while the other was somewhat unfamiliar.

At the same time, he was a little curious about Lei Zhan's method.

He hadn't heard the voice with his ears just now, but through a mysterious connection between their souls.

"Uncle Lei, Sister Xiao Chun."

Ning Yue went over to the three of them and greeted them with a smile.

The three were Lei Zhan, Zhang Chun, and a tall, powerfully built middle... teenage boy with a bristling beard and hair.

Even with the help of the Eye of Heaven Observation, Ning Yue couldn't tell the other person's age at first glance.

That was also because he hadn't used the Eye of Heaven Observation to examine him.

Seventh-rank humans were called Grandmasters not merely because they possessed greater martial strength, though their martial strength was indeed formidable, allowing them to fly through the heavens and burrow through the earth. In ancient times, they could have been called gods and devils.

It was even more because they had contributed more to the human race than ordinary martial artists, serving as humanity's guardian gods.

Grandmaster was a title of respect, of contribution and responsibility, and also of authority.

As the saying went, a Grandmaster must not be insulted. That was what it meant.

To a certain extent, Grandmasters represented the human race's dignity. Anyone who insulted a Grandmaster was insulting humanity.

"Come, Ning Yue, let me introduce you. This is Zhang Chun. You've seen her at the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, but you probably don't know her true identity."

Lei Zhan pointed at Zhang Chun and introduced her with a smile.

"Uncle kept saying he wanted to bring me to meet a genius. I kept wondering who was worthy of such praise from him. So it turned out to be our Thunder Martial Arts Hall's little genius, Xiao Yueyue."

Zhang Chun had an innocent-looking face, but her eyes flickered, and her foxy eyes flashed with a captivating, soul-stirring allure.

"Uncle?"

"That's right. Zhang Chun is my elder brother's eldest daughter. She took her mother's surname," Lei Zhan explained with a smile, then pointed at the burly, bearded young man.

"Lei Ren, nicknamed Er Dan, is my elder brother's second son. Don't be fooled by how old he looks. It's only because he awakened the Thunder Physique. He's actually only sixteen this year."

"Xiao Brother Yue, don't listen to Uncle's nonsense. This is my older brother, and I'm only fifteen."

Zhang Chun cut in, her expression changing until she looked like a spoiled little girl again.

"Hehe."

Lei Ren grinned good-naturedly and scratched his head awkwardly, showing the goofy, endearing expression unique to a teenager.

Only when Ning Yue looked at him now did he feel that Lei Ren really was a teenager.

The Thunder Physique-I wonder if it's a Spirit Physique or a physique above the Spirit Physique?

It was Ning Yue's first time seeing someone whose physique was powerful enough to change their build, and he was somewhat puzzled.

After that, the three of them got acquainted with one another.

Ning Yue also told Lei Zhan about his encounter with the Azure Ghost Race on the way there.

Lei Zhan's expression tightened, and he only relaxed after learning that Ning Yue was all right.

Then, led by Lei Zhan, the three entered the Martial Artist Exchange.

The Martial Artist Exchange was a semi-official trading venue with branches in every city across the globe.

Xinyuan City's Martial Artist Exchange was an enormous building occupying dozens of mu, with nine floors above ground and ten below.

Led by Lei Zhan, the group of four headed down the stairs.

"Don't be fooled by the nine floors above ground. They actually contain ordinary and standard-issue goods."

Lei Zhan explained as they walked.

"The truly good stuff is all underground. And today, you have just one mission: spend money."

"There's no need to say much about how to spend it, but there's an art to spending money too. You get what you pay for, so put your money where the blade is sharpest."