Chapter 237, Wealth and You Forced My Hand!

Translator: Tamon

Translation Checker: Silavin

 

Chen Changan’s speech had all cultivators excited, eagerly awaiting the day the lucky winners were announced, in the hope that it would be them.

 

The words had their intended effect, and the cultivators left the screens to do something productive, like cultivating.

 

Now, of all times, they had Chen Changan’s clear promise they would have a chance to be among the hundred lucky winners he would help ascend, but advancing speed was the key.

 

They had to advance and advance, then Chen Changan was sure to pick them!

 

Each of them sat down and they cultivated like they were on a high.

 

Some left the moment the speech about the Ascension Program finished to spread the news to their clan.

 

It was certain that in the days to come, the Ascension Program would take the Nine Province Continent by storm.

 

There were already a ridiculous amount of geniuses here due to the contest, but now, everyone would want to try their luck in the Ascension Program.

 

Ascension, the dream of all cultivators on Nine Province Continent.

 

But how many succeeded again?

 

There were many Empty Immortals around, even Immortal Slayers, but they all felt ascension kept slipping through their fingers, unable to ever grasp it.

 

Chen Changan’s promise being real or not was beside the point, for the mere mention of something night impossible had all the strongest cultivators turning to him for hope, wishing to become the lucky winner.

 

Back on Soaring Immortal Mountain, Chen Changan overheard the fervent chatting of the cultivators in his Domain and how they started cultivating for real.

 

He grinned.

 

Foxy stared at his smug look, finding the smile somewhat dark. She was dying to know what her Master was cooking in that head of his.

 

Everything went like he expected. With the promise of ascension, each and every one was fired up to cultivate.

 

Chen Changan was eager for the next few days, holding high expectations for the many Domain Points he’d get.

 

Moreover, the news of his Ascension Program would draw in even more cultivators, speeding up his earnings.

 

[Awesome.]

 

Now he could just enjoy his deadbeat life with Foxy by his side in his favorite chair.

 

…

 

On Sumeru Immortal Domain, Wu Ming had no worries for Ling Bao’er, since she had the nine stone arhats protecting her on her way to the inheritance.

 

He was back after thirty thousand years, feeling nostalgic.

 

He turned shifty and laid low, to avoid all the temple’s searching parties. He had no intention of being stuck as Sumeru Immortal Domain’s Domain Lord.

 

Wu Ming reached his cave in two days. It was hidden and even had a frightening Buddhist array set up. Not even a fellow Domain Ruler could punch through this, leaving this place untouched for all these years.

 

Inside was the wealth he gathered over the many, many years as this Domain’s ruler.

 

The Immortal Equipment, immortal herbs, and immortal pills glittered in an enticing light show, piled up high.

 

There were also ten Dao Rhythm items, thought nothing more than scrap to his eyes now. Only three were high and the rest were mid and low.

 

“A Mi Tuo Fo, only after meeting Lord have I come to realize my severe poverty. How am supposed to use these Dao Rhythm items?”

 

Grumbling, Wu Ming picked his cave clean of anything valuable and left.

 

He was set on giving all his meager wealth to his Lord. For a simp, he was nothing short of professional.

 

Then he went for his immortal mines, but alas, be it because their aura leaked or some other reason, they were now depleted, mined to the last stone by other Buddhist temples.

 

Wu Ming raged!

 

“A Mi Tuo Fo, some rotten baldies dare steal my immortal mines? The arrogance!”

 

He knew just how much his Lord wanted Immortal Stones, to the point all his wealth was seen as dirt to Chen Changan, earning nothing but disappointment if he went back empty-handed.

 

In fact, he was certain the Lord would kill him if he didn’t bring back any Immortal Stone. Keeping it to a thousand deaths was already hopeful.

 

Wu Ming entered deeper into the mines and his rage only grew. Not a single usable rock remained.

 

[This has gone too far!]

 

“A Mi Tuo Fo, you forced my hand!”

 

Wu Ming stormed out of the mines and straight for a temple. He held his hands in prayer, merging with the world around him and phasing out.

 

They were in for it now!

 

He would only meet his Lord after emptying all the treasuries of the temples and shrines!