Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 837 - 57: The Issue with Money [Two in One]_3

Chapter 837: Chapter 57: The Issue with Money [Two in One]_3

What followed were three, four, five... seven, eight!

As many as eight fire dragons landed around the valley, their flames billowing. It seemed they were quite familiar with this process.

"I’ve been in Sword Cottage for over thirty years, yet I’ve only seen Master evoke four dragons. I didn’t expect to witness the summoning of eight Mountain God Fires this time," exclaimed Chen An, "It appears your Tribulation Crossing Divine Copper is truly extraordinary."

Summoned by Chen Buyan, the eight fire dragons arrived without delay and simultaneously stretched their necks, unleashing their power towards the sea of flames below them, "Roar—"

The winds howled fiercely, and the light from the eight divine fire dragons shone bright across hundreds of miles. With such a spectacle, Chu Liang felt that not just a piece of copper, but even the top ten Divine Artifacts from the Ten Thousand Treasures Record could be refined.

Yet, Chen Buyan’s expression grew increasingly grave.

After nearly an hour, he abruptly waved his hand, and the eight fire dragons withdrew their power, appearing somewhat listless. Even for specialized fire dragons, intense and prolonged output of Divine Fire would lead to exhaustion.

Chen Buyan turned to Chu Liang and his companions and said, "I can sense that the Divine Copper is spirited. If you wish to refine it, you might have to wait until it is willful to be melded with."

"Ah?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Bei frowned, feeling that the old man might be making excuses for failing to refine it, waiting for the Divine Copper to will itself to be refined...

Forget about it, would you ever will yourself to be refined?

But Xu Ziyang suddenly looked up and said, "I understand."

...

Meanwhile, in the distant Northland Ice Mountain.

Within a ten-thousand-foot glacier, there was actually a lush green Sky-reaching Ancient Tree, with countless vines swaying in the cold winds of the Northland.

On one of the vines, a simple blue phantom was tied, seemingly absorbing something, with faint blue specks flowing from the phantom into the ancient tree.

Beside it sat a man adorned with a bamboo hat. He was tall, his features weathered, sitting idly by and yawning as if he were simply watching.

"Is it about time?" asked the faint blue phantom. "I feel like I’m dying."

"We’re still a long way off," casually replied the man with the bamboo hat.

"Ah?" The phantom was shocked. "Don’t fool me, I can clearly see the gourd’s almost full."

At the base of the green ancient tree, a small cut seeped out a golden liquid into a gourd waiting below it.

"Oh, you mean this?" said the bamboo-hatted man as he scratched his head and chuckled. "The Cangqing Divine Tree’s juice is enough, but I was saying you’re far from death."

"..." The phantom fell silent, too exasperated to be angry. Instead, he spoke calmly, "Then let’s hurry up and get me down from here. I can’t move anymore."

These two were none other than Sword Emperor Chen Erniu of the Western Sea and Immortal Qi Jing.

In the last dispute over the Dao of the Western Sea, Qi Jing had known about the tricks Mars had played yet had not warned Chen Erniu. Afterwards, he invited him to collaborate on collecting materials for bodily restoration, and now they had already gathered all the ingredients required.

The only thing left was the pure gold sap of the Cangqing Divine Tree, which would produce the sap only when absorbing the pure Godly Soul energy. After a debate, it was Chen Erniu who voluntarily allowed himself to be bound by the vines, using his own Soul Power in exchange for the gold sap.

They were essentially producing and consuming their resources.

Soul Power could be replenished with Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, but while being bound, aside from drawing Soul Power, the Cangqing Divine Tree would also inject into the Godly Soul an extremely paralyzing toxin, which was quite unbearable.

Therefore, once enough had been gathered, Chen Erniu was eager to get down.

Qi Jing waved a finger to sever the vines and freed Chen Erniu, who somersaulted in mid-air and said, "Everything’s ready now, right?"

"Actually, we’re still missing one thing," Immortal Qi Jing said.

"What?" Chen Erniu asked urgently.

"Money," Qi Jing replied with a smile. "The celestial doctor I know can definitely help you restore your physical body, but he only works for cash. For such a big job, the sum will certainly be substantial."

"This..." Chen Erniu’s face showed distress.

"You’re the Sword Emperor of the Western Sea, isn’t money supposed to be no issue for you?" Qi Jing said.

"Of course it is, in fact, a very big issue. Our Western Sea is just a small nation, out in the sticks with no way to get rich," Chen Erniu sighed helplessly. "Frankly, when it comes to Spirit Stone Coins, we might not even have as much as one of the Large Immortal Sects."

"Then there’s nothing we can do," said Qi Jing. "What about working for a few years to save up?"

"Working is out of the question!" Chen Erniu immediately dismissed the idea with a wave of his hand. "Can’t you lend me some?"

"Wish I could help," Qi Jing shrugged, "but isn’t everyone just as broke?"

While they were bickering, a Sword Aura suddenly descended from the distant sky, revealing the figure of Jiang Yue Bai.

Qi Jing immediately broke into a smile, "You’re back?"