Mana and soul power poured into Qingqiu Nuolan's body, but Xiang Chen was disappointed. Qingqiu Nuolan's aura was like a mist, and he couldn't see through it at all, and he couldn't figure out the specific cultivation level.
"Now that I have reached the realm of Daluo Jinxian, my soul power perception is even comparable to that of the Immortal Emperor. I still can't figure out the specific cultivation level of this woman. Either she has practiced extremely powerful concealment techniques, or her cultivation level has become so strong that she can easily block it.
My perception.”
"But this guy, even his meridians can be disguised as the size of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal Realm. The Nine-tailed Sky Fox's magical power of transformation is indeed well-deserved."
Xiang Chen returned his hand without leaving a trace and said: "I have recovered very well and there has been no recurrence. There is no longer any poison from Yama Death Powder. Then we will make an agreement to meet here in nine years and go to the Black Snake Palace together."
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"Okay." Qingqiu Nuolan nodded, thinking there was no problem.
The two chatted for a while, and Xiang Chen went to visit the Tyrant Sword Emperor again.
The place where the Master of the Seven Blades Sect originally lived has now been renamed Lingtian Peak and replaced by the residence of the Tyrant Sword Emperor, the sect of the Tyrant Immortal Sect.
On Lingtian Peak, in the study of Tyrant Sword Emperor.
The study is a man's private place, and people with ordinary relationships are not allowed to enter. Xiang Chen can enter the study of Tyrant Sword Emperor, which shows that Tyrant Sword Emperor attaches great importance to Xiang Chen. Of course, after all, he still owes Xiang Chen three billion.
In the study room, a sword character was hung on the wall, condensing a terrifying sword intention on it.
The word "sword" is domineering and powerful, and contains a terrifying aura of destruction in the word.
As soon as Xiang Chen came in and saluted, his eyes were attracted by the hanging painting with sword characters.
"What a terrifying sword intent, Patriarch, did you write this word?" Xiang Chen stared at the calligraphy hanging with a smile, but he almost didn't write the three words "I want it" on his face.
"It wasn't written by me, it was written by a senior swordsman. I got it by chance. Why did you fall in love with this painting?" Tyrant Sword Emperor asked with a smile.
Xiang Chen chuckled and said: "Swords are interchangeable, and my wife is also a swordsman. However, a gentleman does not take away people's love. This is what the ancestor got by chance. How can I have the nerve to ask for it?"
Even though he said that, this guy's eyes were staring at the hanging and he didn't want to move away.
Tyrant Sword Emperor is a little speechless, you have the word "want" written in your eyes.
However, he pretended not to see it and said: "Why did you come here to see me? But you came just in time. Now you have the title of an elder in the sect and you have a monthly salary. You provide your crystal
Give the card account to the sect, and your monthly salary will be converted into high-quality crystal coins and credited to your account."
"In addition, you gave the sect three billion top-grade immortal crystals. Although I promised you three conditions, I will consider paying you dividends every year based on one thousandth of the interest on your three billion top-grade fairy crystals."
One thousandth of three billion is about three million top-grade fairy crystals, and there are three million every year, three hundred million every ten years, three hundred million every hundred years, and three billion every thousand years.
Daluo Jinxian obviously has a lifespan of more than a thousand years, and it is not a big problem to live for tens of thousands of years without dying.
"Is the sect so kind?"
"You brat, when has our Tyrant Sect ever been unkind? Your money has been of great help to the sect, and it has made a lot of profits every year. Naturally, I won't treat you badly. How about it? It's a good deal, how about that?
Invest billions more in the sect and earn interest, which will last longer."
The Overlord Sect Master showed a thief-like smile.
Xiang Chen smiled bitterly, the sect leader definitely knew how much he had robbed in the treasure house.
He asked the Master of the Qidao Sect about this matter. Kong Ling, the current master of the Qidao Palace of the Overlord Immortal Sect, knew the original inventory of the treasure house.
Xiang Chen said shamelessly: "Master, my disciples don't actually have many top-grade immortal crystals left."
"Oh, the inventory of the Seven Blades Immortal Sect is nearly 30 billion of the best immortal crystals. How much do you think it is? You are more than ten times richer than me, the sect leader." The Tyrant Sword Emperor laughed and scolded, and kicked the boy in anger.
One kick.
"Ahem, I didn't do that alone. There was also my brother. I gave him half. I gave the sect another three billion and invested some myself. I really don't have much left."
Tyrant Sword Emperor's face twitched and he gave out half of it. You are too generous, why don't you share it with me? "That's a lot. Why do you, a Daluo Jinxian, keep so much money? Why don't you invest in the sect and make long-term profits?"
The money will be repaid in a few hundred years."
Xiang Chen said seriously: "I haven't taken a wife yet. These days, the betrothal gifts are scary."
"Go away, you can't get so much money by marrying ten thousand wives. Oh, forget it, I won't force you. After all, it's the money you earned based on your ability."
Tyrant Sword Emperor suddenly said quietly: "The Ancient Spirit Immortal Realm has been a bit uneasy recently. It is said that there are robbers from the Immortal Emperor realm. Please be careful and don't get robbed."
Xiang Chen was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother, "A big thief in the Immortal Emperor realm, why don't you just say it's you?"
Naked hints, no, explicit statements!
Patriarch, can you not be so shameless?
I can't even think about it. Why did I come to see you so politely? Why don't I sneak away on my own?
The Tyrant Sword Emperor secretly sneered, "Boy, you are too young to fight with me. When I came out to rob with my sword, your ancestors were not even born for eighteen generations."
We also do it for your own good. You have so much money on you, and I won’t give you a legitimate custody of it. Do you think that old guy Kong Ling can let you go?
Xiang Chen let out a long sigh and suddenly said miserably: "I miss you, Xiang Chen. I have shed blood for the sect and been knifed. I have endured humiliation and heavy burdens for many years. I only broke seven swords for the sect. I didn't expect that the sect would treat me...sigh...
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As he spoke, Xiang Chen wiped his tears in grievance and cursed in his heart, Old man, I don't believe you are so evil?
The Tyrant Sword Emperor leaned back on the Grand Master's chair, crossed his legs, and looked at Xiang Chen quietly.
I will just watch your performance silently.
Xiang Chen pretended for a while and found that it had no effect. He gritted his teeth and said: "Grandmaster, my own grandmaster, I can contribute at most one billion to the sect! If it's more, no matter how much, you kill the disciple. If you kill the disciple, all the money will be lost."
your."
The Tyrant Sword Emperor said nothing and decisively pulled out the sword on the side.
"I will chop you to death right now!"
"Alas! Patriarch, don't be impulsive. My disciple knows that you will definitely be reluctant to chop me off. A person with my talent will definitely become a god and repay the sect in the future."
Xiang Chen quickly went to close the sword.
"Three billion." The Tyrant Sword Emperor flicked Xiang Chen's head, causing his head to collapse and he flicked Xiang Chen away.
"Okay, three billion, then the benefit you give me will be increased to five thousandths!" Xiang Chen gritted his teeth.
"Two thousandths, no more. That big thief has been very rampant recently."
"Assuming you are cruel, two thousandths is two thousandths."
Xiang Chen compromised. He had no choice but to defeat this old guy. If he really wanted to rob him, there was nothing he could do.
But Xiang Chen didn't know that Tyrant Sword Emperor had his own motives for doing this.
"Good disciple of Ba Tian Sect, I will have someone erect a monument for you later, and I will personally mention it for you."
Xiang Chen was called over, and the Tyrant Sword Emperor patted Xiang Chen on the shoulder with a smile.