Rabbit Must Die
Chapter 813 - 409: The Number One Prodigal Son in History

Chapter 813: Chapter 409: The Number One Prodigal Son in History

Zhu Rong slapped the table and said, "What an emotionally touching statement! Therefore, I’ve decided to let the Witch Clan invest a little less and give Eastern Emperor Taiyi a chance to chip in!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi was stunned for a moment, then immediately shouted, "What about... the folks from the Heavenly Court? They’ve come all this way too, which wasn’t easy. You should also leave some space for their investment. I won’t compete with you for that!"

Out of everyone present, Master Lu had the lowest strength and the lowest status, but his character meant he was never one to be afraid or to fawn over others.

Master Lu’s philosophy was simple: if I like you, let’s have a drink!

If I don’t, get lost, I don’t know you!

Although all the people seated there were formidable, and any one of them could kill him with just a glance,

Master Lu still calmly sat there, drinking tea when it was time for tea, and booze when it was time for booze.

Hearing Eastern Emperor Taiyi mention himself, he looked up and said, "Don’t ask me. Although I’m representing the Heavenly Court, the authority has been delegated to my disciple now, this rabbit here. Whatever he says about our investment, that’s what we’ll do; I won’t get involved in anything else!"

Master Lu calmly passed the hot potato to Qin Shou, leaving Eastern Emperor Taiyi dumbfounded...

Of all the people present, he could defy anyone, but this rabbit... he didn’t want to mess with.

Master Lu was the Rabbit’s master, and thinking about Zhu Rong’s tragic situation just then, he decisively gave up.

So Eastern Emperor Taiyi said, "So... would this amount suffice?"

After finishing his words, Eastern Emperor Taiyi rummaged through his pockets and took out a Red Spirit Crystal, placing it in front of Qin Shou.

In that moment, the whole world fell silent.

Then Zhu Rong, Qiangliang, and Gonggong laughed unabashedly, saying, "Taiyi, how many years has it been, and you’re still so damn poor? Hahaha..."

Qin Shou, puzzled, turned to Xuanming, genuinely unable to understand—shouldn’t an Overlord like Eastern Emperor Taiyi be able to make a decent amount of money with ease? Crafting a magic treasure or, at the very least, signing his name, could surely bring in some cash, right?

Xuanming sighed and said, "This guy could indeed be called a cultivation genius, but as you know, even the greatest paths have their flaws, and everyone who seems perfect has imperfections. As powerful as Eastern Emperor Taiyi is, with strength that stands out through the ages and dominance over an era... the truth is, he just has no talent for financial management.

When he and Dijun conquered the Heavenly Court and became the Overlord of all demons, that was his most glorious and wealthiest period.

And then..."

Zhu Rong, still bursting with laughter and slapping the table, continued: "And then this guy only took three years to spend three-quarters of the Demon Clan’s treasury! Not to mention that he never wins a bet, and whatever he invests in goes bankrupt! When it comes to money, he’s just a super-unlucky star! Later, Dijun and the others joined forces to limit his annual spending.

And then..."

Qin Shou didn’t need anyone to tell him the rest; if this guy almost squandered the entire Demon Clan’s treasury in three years, then any pocket money given to him was probably gone in a day, right?

No wonder he was so poor...

If Dijun hadn’t kept an eye on the treasury, the Demon Clan’s Heavenly Court might have dissolved into poverty without anyone even needing to attack!

Eastern Emperor Taiyi didn’t refute Zhu Rong’s words but just curled up like a pitiful baby on the spot, clearly admitting to it.

Seeing him in that state, Qin Shou felt a twinge of pity and said, "Although there’s not much money here, I’ll count you in for a share of the stock. But, we don’t have any customers for the time being..."

Upon hearing this, Eastern Emperor Taiyi’s eyes lit up; he stood up suddenly and shouted, "Customers? Isn’t that easy?"

Then everyone saw him take off a bell from around his neck and, holding it like a megaphone to his lips, bellowed skyward: "Hear me out, everyone! I’ve opened a bathhouse on the moon and now I have no customers! Anyone who doesn’t come to my moon bathhouse and spend within three days, I’ll strip you of your divine status!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Shou’s jaw nearly dropped to the ground!

Qiangliang kindly propped up his chin and then rubbed his forehead, saying, "Don’t be surprised, he’s been like this for so many years... his brain... damn, I don’t even know if he has one..."

Xuanming saw this, rubbed his forehead too, and sighed, "This guy acts just like he gambles, always likes to impulsively shove all his chips forward and bet it all in one go. I really can’t figure out what Dijun was thinking, letting him handle things..."

"Pfft!"

In the Heavenly Court, on the side of the anterior heavenly court.

Dijun sprayed a mouthful of tea onto the wall!

"Dad! Are you insane? You actually let Uncle Eastern Emperor Taiyi take on tasks? That guy is even less reliable than me!" Longci exclaimed, "Listen to what he’s saying? What’s even on the moon? A desolate place with barely any Spiritual Energy... To think it’s still the same as the olden Taiyin..."

Bang!

The teacup in Dijun’s hand landed heavily on the tea table.

Longci immediately shut her mouth, saying nothing, her body involuntarily shaking, her lips instantly losing their color.

Because she just clearly felt that Dijun, who was always gentle and rarely lost his temper, had exploded with towering murderous intent the moment those three words "Taiyin Star" were mentioned!

Although this murderous intent was fleeting, Longci felt it!

At that moment, Dijun actually harbored a thought to kill her!

The murderous intent of a peerless and extraordinary overlord was terrifying beyond words!

Even as Dijun’s daughter, Longci was still frightened.

Dijun looked at Longci in such a state and let out a long sigh, "Sigh... some things better not be mentioned again."

After saying that, Dijun picked up the teacup again, giving Longci a slight smile, which melted away the chill like the thaw of age-old ice, blossoming into spring warmth, very heartwarming.

Only then did Longci’s complexion improve significantly...

It was then Dijun said, "Some things, only he can accomplish. Others? No good!"

Longci, not understanding, said, "Dad... that... I still don’t get it, can Uncle really handle it with his personality? And besides, why should our grand Heavenly Court get involved with a rabbit of all things?

Moreover, that rabbit is a real piece of work, hitting me so hard last time..."

Dijun stood up and gently rubbed Longci’s head, saying, "In the future, don’t talk behind your uncle’s back about what he’s done wrong..."

Longci: "Oh."

Dijun added, "If you’re going to say anything, say it to his face, as that guy has no shame... He wouldn’t care even if he heard whispers behind his back. To his face at least, give his thick skin a rub."

Longci: "#@￥%..."

Dijun continued, "As for that rabbit, don’t trouble him when there’s no need, get on his good side instead. If you really provoke him, beating you will be for nothing."

"Uh... Dad, I’m a princess of the Heavenly Court. He’s just a rabbit, why would it be for nothing if he hits me? I really don’t understand! If you don’t explain clearly, I... I will definitely keep provoking him," Longci threatened.

Dijun laughed, looking at the peach blossoms dancing in the wind outside the window and the sunset that dyed the sky, and sighed deeply, "Because that guy... is a huge hassle! Extremely troublesome! Not just me, I doubt there’s anyone under heaven who’d want to provoke him.

As for why to get on his good side, consider it... keeping a backup path."