The Young Matriarch
Chapter 732 - Chapter 732 Chapter 732 No Money No Loan Get Out Quick

Chapter 732: Chapter 732 No Money, No Loan, Get Out Quick Chapter 732: Chapter 732 No Money, No Loan, Get Out Quick Bai Ze: “…”

Bai Ze silently looked at his master, recalling how this master of theirs, who possessed an aura of an Immortal, once taught them, “In cultivation, one must cultivate the heart; a cultivator must have integrity.”

Ha ha, anyway, he couldn’t find the word “integrity” in his master; “shameless” was much clearer.

Qingxuan was practically clinging to Bai Chuwei’s thigh, his face wet with snot and tears, saying, “Thanks to Senior Bai’s care, our Qingxuan Temple has developed rapidly in the past half a year, so the ‘Gathering of Immortals’ will take place at our temple.”

Qingxuan, somewhat embarrassed, added, “But our Qingxuan Temple is rather poor…”

Bai Chuwei cut to the chase, “No money, won’t lend, now scram.”

They came to borrow money?

They didn’t offer money to honor their ancestors but wanted to scam her instead? That was absolutely impossible.

Qingxuan waved his hands, “Senior Bai, I didn’t come to borrow money. I just wanted to ask where would be a good place to hold it?”

There are many cultivation organizations of all sizes in the world, some as large as Dark Night, which has organized the Gathering of Immortals before.

The location for the Gathering of Immortals can’t just be settled with any five-star hotel.

If the place is too shabby, you are definitely going to be mocked.

After much thought, Qingxuan really couldn’t find any sacred land suitable to host the Gathering of Immortals, so he had no choice but to hurry to Bai Chuwei.

Bai Chuwei’s eyes paused, her interest suddenly piqued, “Will many cultivators attend the Gathering of Immortals?”

Qingxuan nodded, “As long as they have a Spirit Root, cultivators can enter. It’s a large-scale exchange meeting. Just the one three years ago had hundreds of cultivators attend.”

Bai Chuwei’s eyes settled on the “Xuanhai Spiritual Bone” listed on the prescription in her hand, her neatly shaped lips curving upwards slightly.

Very good.

Bai Chuwei took a hairpin out of her ink-black hair, allowing it to cascade down like a waterfall. The fragrance of medicine wafted out as she handed it to Qingxuan.

Qingxuan accepted it with both hands, somewhat bewildered, and asked cautiously, “Senior Bai, this hairpin is…”

Bai Chuwei replied nonchalantly, “This hairpin is a Space Artifact that contains five islands and ten states. I will teach you an incantation to activate it and place the islands in the center of the sea, to hold it there.”

“Thud,” “thud,” the sound of knees hitting the ground suddenly echoed.

Bai Chuwei glanced down with disdain at Qingxuan and Bai Ze, “Lacking backbone.”

Qingxuan’s face flushed with excitement, nearly roaring out loud.

Five islands and ten states!

That’s the blessed land of Immortals recorded in ancient texts!!!

He had read about it in ancient books before, considering it a myth for entertainment, but now… could it really be true?

Some netizens on the internet speculated that Bai Chuwei had stolen Emperor Qin Shihuang’s elixir of immortality, pah pah pah, Qingxuan and Bai Ze thought… Bai Chuwei might be the tycoon who made the elixir of immortality!

This was indeed the right thigh to cling to.

Borrowing money was not possible.

Lending a fairyland without even blinking, that’s how their ancestor did it!

Half an hour later, Qingxuan, with Bai Chuwei’s hairpin in tow, hurried back to Qingxuan Temple, summoning disciples from all levels to send out invitations.

The location was set.

The fairy island above the sea between China and A Country!

*

Xu Xingchen sat on the edge of the bed, heartbroken, looking at Tong Qingyan on the bed, devoid of any color.

Jiao Peng, that master was reluctant to give her better Spiritual Medicine and gave her just enough to keep Tong Qingyan alive, but who knew when it might backlash and kill her.

Xu Xingchen looked at Tong Qingyan’s pathetic complexion, his heart suddenly plagued with hesitation.

He indeed had quite a fondness for Tong Qingyan, but if she continued like this, he was still so young; he couldn’t waste his life on her, could he?

Just as Xu Xingchen was considering whether to give up or not, Jiao Peng’s hearty laughter came from outside the door:

“Xingchen, there’s hope for Qingyan. The location for the triennial Gathering of Immortals has been set!”