Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 683 - 682: Only Recognize Money, Not People

Chapter 683: Chapter 682: Only Recognize Money, Not People

The City of Southern Zhou is located in the southern province and has an exceptionally large land area with a dense population. Being situated at the southeasternmost part of the Saint Dragon Continent and far from the political center, the local customs here are relatively fierce; nearly everyone practices martial arts, and each person cultivates their qi.

Indeed, due to its proximity to the sea, Sea Monsters often cause chaos, so the people here place great emphasis on their own training. Even the common porters in the mountains have surpassed the Truth-Insight realm, and even small street vendors have reached the level of Foundation Establishment.

As such, the best-selling items on the main streets are also weapons, elixirs, and cultivation manuals.

Of course, those so-called cultivation manuals are only the lowest-level qi-cultivating methods, after all, no one would actually sell their real secret techniques.

It is under this atmosphere that the Heavenly Origin Sect in Southern Zhou is extremely famous. One could say, the words of the Sect Master of Heavenly Origin are more potent than those of the provincial judge. The status of the Heavenly Origin Sect in the hearts of the people of Southern Zhou is incomparably lofty. Therefore, the triennial recruiting event of the Heavenly Origin Sect is like the New Year for the people of Southern Zhou—on the day of recruitment, as long as there are boys over the age of twelve with enough registration fees, they will all go to sign up and take the test.

It seems to have become a convention, like parents earning money for the sole purpose of saving up sufficient registration fees for their children.

Furthermore, Southern Zhou is the richest among the thirteen provinces of the Saint Dragon Continent, with a standard of living that’s several times higher than the Mainland. The citizens of Southern Zhou are wealthy, truly wealthy, and one could tell just by looking at their clothing, food, housing, and transportation that the citizens here are not short on money.

Yusuf Zuck had already been in the City of Southern Zhou for two days. He had shrunk his body to under one meter sixty, making his stature appear short and sturdy. In his hand, he carried an Unsheathed Big Black Blade; he had left his Purple Light Sword on Skeward Mountain, which had been renamed.

Of course, his chest pocket was stuffed with a bunch of gold tickets. He had originally planned to carry a bag of Gold Leaves over, but it turned out that all his demon subordinates were quite wealthy, so after scraping together funds, he had accumulated more than two million Gold!

The big demons he’d subjugated were all coastal inhabitants, so it was normal for them to accumulate gold tickets.

Yusuf Zuck stayed at the Hongfu Inn, which was also a restaurant, situated directly opposite the Heavenly Origin Sect recruitment center.

There were about a dozen people at the Heavenly Origin Sect recruitment center, but the person who called the shots was named Huffman, known as Huffman the Second Young Master. He was the second young master of the major household, the Huffman Family, in the city. The old master Huffman had nine daughters in succession before having a son, who turned out to be a fool, and then another child before finally having a normal one.

The Huffman Family treasured Huffman the Second Young Master like a jewel, and his older sister had married the eldest son of the Heavenly Origin Sect’s Sect Master early on. It is known that the Sect Master seldom manages affairs directly, so the majority of the minor and major affairs of the Heavenly Origin Sect are managed by Huffman the Second Young Master’s brother-in-law, Alexis Wolfe.

Therefore, with his sister and brother-in-law’s backing, Huffman the Second Young Master was close to power and got himself a very cushy job. Being in charge of the recruitment office, he found himself in a role with plenty of perks. Which prominent or modest family in the city did not seek his favor?

That’s why he and his sister were rolling in wealth. He would secretly accept bribes, keeping half for himself and giving the other half to his sister. His brother-in-law turned a blind eye since it was, after all, filling his own pockets.

Huffman the Second Young Master’s daily routine was highly regular: in the morning, he dealt with affairs at the recruitment office; by midday, he went straight to the Hongfu Restaurant for a feast, followed by an afternoon of drinking tea and listening to music at the restaurant. And without fail, in the evening, he was off to enjoy the company of courtesans!

Sometimes he would stay overnight at the bordello; other times, he would play until the wee hours of the night before going home.

Today, when midday arrived, Huffman the Second Young Master had come to the Hongfu Restaurant again. He was clad in Lingluo Silk, strolling in Purple Cloud Boots, his long hair tied together with a band, and carrying a birdcage in his hand, the bird within was extremely beautiful and multicolored.

This man appeared to be in his twenties, but his actual age was not that. After all, he was a cultivator who had reached the Solidifying Pill level, so looking in his twenties was quite normal.

He had a smiling face, always appearing cheerful. Although he was frivolous, his complexion was particularly rosy and healthy. People who had solidified their elixir would not weaken their body even if they were promiscuous.

"Huffman the Second Young Master has arrived!" the server sang out in a drawn tone, carefully taking over the birdcage.

Huffman nonchalantly tossed out a Gold Coin: "Take good care of my Little Flower. I tell you, Little Flower is a female and will surely become a demon one day. By that time, she will be a delicacy in my personal harem!"

"Yes, yes, Master Second Young. Rest assured, we will take good care of Miss Little Flower," the server replied with a smile, indulging Huffman the Second Young in his madness. In reality, it was just an ordinary bird; even if one were to feed it a Demon Core, it would not transform into a demon.

Demonic beasts gaining enlightenment is a matter of cosmic creation and chance encounters, not simply by capturing a bird or an ant and feeding them some miracle elixirs, expecting them to transform into demons. If it were that easy, demon cultivators would be far too common in the world.

Yusuf Zuck had long known that human cultivators on the Mainland had no taboos; they dared to consort with creatures that had become sentient, be it birds or centipedes.

"Hey, Little Bryson, you’re still here?" When Huffman Two handed the birdcage to the waiter, he immediately noticed the disguised Yusuf Zuck. He had seen Yusuf Zuck just the day before, and it had been Yusuf Zuck who had paid his meal bill. Even when he visited the brothel at night, this surnamed Bryson had also paid his patronage.

This man was so accustomed to receiving bribes, he knew someone was soliciting his help, so he merely expressed thanks and asked nothing else, as it was not his concern why the other was willing to foot his bills.

"Waiting to settle the bill for the young master!" exclaimed Yusuf Zuck, now going by ’Bryson Campbell’.

"Interesting, interesting, thank you!" Huffman Two chuckled and then unhesitatingly ordered the ten most expensive dishes and the finest wine.

"Come, come, let’s drink together." Huffman Two, finding it dull to drink alone, beckoned Yusuf Zuck over to join him.

"I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare!" Yusuf Zuck quickly bowed with his fists clasped.

"No fun at all, don’t get too comfortable, just spit it out if you’ve got something to say." Huffman Two shook his head, finding Little Bryson a bit wary and shy. Yet, he noted that Bryson had reached the Higher Fetal Breathing Realm—definitely a promising talent. Of course, the man must be seeking something from him, approaching him in this manner just to curry favor.

"Young master, I wish to enter the Truth-Insight Sect to practice authentic spells; I would like to inquire about the possibility!" Finally sitting next to Huffman Two, Yusuf Zuck quietly made his request.

"No way. The Truth-Insight Sect doesn’t take in those at the Higher Fetal Breathing Realm," Huffman Two refused outright.

"Isn’t it just a word from you, young master?" Yusuf Zuck took out three Gold Coin notes, each worth a hundred thousand, and pushed them in front of Huffman Two.

Huffman Two raised an eyebrow, "Still no." He didn’t even glance at Yusuf Zuck as he flipped his eyelids and continued eating.

Yusuf Zuck knew that Huffman Two was just playing hardball, that scoundrel was nothing but a Huffman leech, a vampire!

So, he took out another hundred thousand Gold Coin note.

"Sigh, I’d be taking a risk. You’re so wealthy. Why not just buy some elixirs or a few secret manuals? Why go to all this trouble? There’s another thing I should tell you; there’s been trouble in the sect these days. Someone has killed a person from the Truth-Insight Sect, and there’s heightened scrutiny. Under normal circumstances, if you brought out these four hundred thousand Gold Coins, I’d have definitely done it for you, but not now."

"This is all I have left, please grant me this favor, young master!" Yusuf Zuck clenched his teeth and took out another two notes, making a total of six hundred thousand Gold Coins.

"Alright, since you’re so sincere, follow me," Huffman Two finally stopped dragging it out. With a sweep of his sleeve, he whisked away all six hundred thousand Gold Coins.

He didn’t ask Yusuf Zuck why he was so wealthy, nor where he came from, nor about his family. In short, he didn’t ask anything. He only cared about money; if there was enough money, he could even make a pig a disciple of the Truth-Insight Sect!

The man was a complete scoundrel—indifferent to everything, recognizing nothing but money!

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PS: The third update will be out before eleven o’clock tomorrow noon. Uncle has to produce one Chapter at a time, so as soon as it’s written, it goes up. Don’t be impatient, everyone, Uncle guarantees his speed. Originally planning a weekend off, Uncle ended up staying in to write instead.