Chapter 385.1: Youre a Bit Poor, Ill Just Borrow 1.05 Billion Spirit Stones

Chapter 385.1: You're a Bit Poor, I'll Just Borrow 1.05 Billion Spirit Stones

Jiang Lingsu nodded. Only then did Qiong Yunting leave in satisfaction. Once again, only Qi Yuan and Jiang Lingsu remained in the pavilion.

She blinked. "Senior Brother, do you see that she's not really my sister?"

Qi Yuan put on a thoughtful expression. "She's our creditor."

She was stunned. "Huh? Are you really in need of money?"

"Just a tiny bit."

Jiang Lingsu took out a storage pouch and handed it to Qi Yuan. "Why didn't you say so earlier? Is this enough?"

Then, she seemed to remember something and began rummaging around herself, producing four more storage pouches. Gritting her teeth, she pulled a pink storage pouch from her bosom. "All my spirit stones are in these six storage pouches. Is it enough? I'll lend them to you!"

Qi Yuan felt slightly touched. His wealthy junior sister was still as kind-hearted as ever. Back when he was weak, she had showered him with spirit stones and cultivation techniques.

He instinctively ruffled her hair. "Hmm, it probably isn't enough. You should keep this money for yourself."

Thinking of something, Jiang Lingsu dejectedly took back her savings. "Not enough? What are you buying that's so expensive?"

She had forgotten that he was no longer the senior brother she once knew. The savings she had accumulated over so many years was insignificant to him now.

Qi Yuan's hand pressed against her soft hand, stopping her from retracting the pink storage pouch. "Junior Sister, I don't like owing people money. Being in debt feels terrible. Every time I see a creditor, I want to run away. How about this? Instead of lending me spirit stones, invest in me.

"In my game, real estate is an extremely profitable sunrise industry. Why don't you use these spirit stones to invest in a piece of land for me? Once I build the underworld palace, I'll reserve a plot for you and let you build a house there."

If it had been anyone else, they would have struggled to understand what he was saying. Jiang Lingsu, however, appeared to be seriously considering them.

Just then, Jiang Qian—the manager of the Jiang Clan's local business operations—halted her steps. Helplessness flickered in her eyes, and she couldn't help but remind her, "Miss, investing in real estate and land deeds in Cloud Heaven City isn't very wise."

Her evaluation of Qi Yuan dropped another notch. Still, he was the young miss's senior brother, so she couldn't say much. Though she couldn't discern Qi Yuan's cultivation level, that face alone would be enough to marry into the Jiang Clan.

Jiang Lingsu glanced back at Jiang Qian. "I am investing in my Senior Brother, not some Cloud Heaven City project. I trust Senior Brother!"

She pushed the pink storage pouch into Qi Yuan's hands. "Save me a good location!"

Qi Yuan patted his chest. "Don't worry!"

Jiang Qian dropped the subject and softly reported, "Miss, we've received word that the Strange Painter should return tomorrow."

Jiang Lingsu appeared somewhat ecstatic. "Good. Senior Brother and I will go find her tomorrow!"

At least she was still able to help her senior brother.

Then, she remembered something and casually asked, "I heard our family's businesses here have encountered some trouble?"

Jiang Qian appeared concerned. "Don't worry Miss, I will handle these matters. You only need to focus on cultivation. With enough strength, every obstacle can be overcome."

In truth, she envied Jiang Lingsu greatly. Born into the Jiang Clan's main branch, Jiang Lingsu had been born with a golden spoon in her mouth, enjoying abundant cultivation resources. Moreover, her cultivation talent was outstanding, granting her the qualification to encounter the Jiang Clan's supreme treasure and receive enhancements to her aptitude.

Jiang Qian, on the other hand, came from a branch family. Without exceptional talent or extraordinary beauty, advancing far on the cultivation path was nearly impossible. Most branch family members ended up like her, managing businesses abroad and earning spirit stones and cultivation resources for the main branch. Unlike her, the young miss possessed beauty, talent, and status. If Jiang Qian possessed even one of those three things, her life would be completely different.

After delivering her report, Jiang Qian left the pavilion, a trace of envy lingering in her eyes. If only she had been born into the main branch. That way, she could have lived like the young miss, choosing what she liked and even keeping a handsome decorative vase if she wished. She quickly put those thoughts aside. She still had to hurry back to take care of the family's businesses.

Following that, the sound of footsteps approached. "Manager Jiang, what a coincidence meeting you here."

A shifty-eyed man appeared before her. He wore a blood-red robe and carried a folding fan, looking exceedingly flamboyant.

Jiang Qian frowned. "Young Master Feng."

The man's name was Feng Ruohan. He had a good name, but a terrible reputation. After all, he was one of Cloud Heaven City's most notorious playboys. As a major clan in Cloud Heaven City and even throughout Helan Province, the Feng Clan was far stronger than the Jiang Clan. He wore red robes to imitate the legendary Blood-Clothed Sword God.

Feng Ruohan closed his fan. "I've heard that the Jiang Clan's young miss from the main branch is as beautiful as an immortal. Might I have the fortune of meeting her?"

"That would require the young miss's consent."

Feng Ruohan suddenly sighed. "Manager Jiang, you're merely a member of a branch family. This life of yours probably has little hope for advancement."

Jiang Qian frowned, becoming wary. "What are you trying to say, Young Master Feng?"

A smirk spread across the young master’s face. "It's simple. I wish to make a deal with you. I've admired Miss Jiang for a long time and wish to marry into the Jiang Clan. Unfortunately, I'm somewhat ugly, and she already has a handsome senior brother at her side. So I hope you'll help me. Pour this vial of medicine into Miss Jiang's drink. Once she drinks it, she'll fall hopelessly in love with me."

Feng Ruohan stared directly into Jiang Qian's eyes. "The Jiang Clan won't discover a thing. Aren't you eager to cooperate with my clan? Help me this once, and our clan’s support is yours. I'll also personally back you, helping your promotions. You'll never again be confined to the position of a mere manager. You may even have a chance to reach the Nascent Soul realm. So? What do you think? Does my sincerity move you?"

Jiang Qian turned pale, already reaching for a teleportation talisman. "My apologies, Young Master Feng, but that kind of joke isn't funny."

Feng Ruohan's smile froze, and a murderous glint flashed across his eyes. "Are you refusing?"

He had already set up a formation in the area before arriving. Since Jiang Qian had heard his scheme and refused to cooperate, only death awaited her. Afterward, he would properly deal with Jiang Lingsu.

He revealed a sadistical, lecherous grin. "Don't worry. I'll only play with your corpse for one day."

Jiang Qian became deathly pale. Her teleportation talisman had to fail her at a time like this.

However, just then, a flash of crimson light streaked through the sky. A thin line appeared across Feng Ruohan's neck. His head separated from his neck, revealing a smooth cut. His corpse crashed heavily to the ground.

Qi Yuan appeared, his cold, murderous voice echoing through the air. "As expected, staying at home is best. You don't encounter so many disgusting things. Haa. The cultivation world’s moral climate is still far too rotten."

Jiang Qian's eyes widened. "Young Master Qi!"

She never expected the person who saved her to be Qi Yuan. That level of strength... Was he a Nascent Soul?

Her heart suddenly tightened. Qi Yuan had killed Feng Ruohan. The skies over Cloud Heaven City were about to change.

As expected of someone who managed an entire regional operation, Jiang Qian remained calm and placed the interests of the main family first. "Young Master Qi, he's the son of the Feng Clan of Cloud Heaven City. They are the local tyrants of this region. Please take the young miss and leave immediately. I'll stay behind and handle the aftermath!"

Qi Yuan smiled. "I'll leave after meeting the Strange Painter."

Then, he vanished.

Jiang Qian remained where she stood, her expression changing repeatedly. "No, I must delay news of Feng Ruohan's death at our hands from reaching his clan. Otherwise none of us will be able to leave. Haa... Young Master Qi acted too impulsively. He shouldn't have killed him."

There was nothing she could do now.