Ultimate Immortals Hall (Part 2)
“How many damn counters do they need here? There’s gambling, graphs. They’re even selling the dead’s property? What the hell?” Xiaoshuai scoffed.
The belongings of the dead were worth a decent amount because people believed the former ultimate immortals had to have valuables to become one.
“This is Qian Qi’s sword. He was our disciple during his time as a rank seventy-nine ultimate immortal, yet you’re asking us to pay for what’s ours? You’re being ridiculous!” thundered Qian Sannian, a middle-aged elder of Reverse Refining Sect.
The clerk dismissively asserted, “Rank seventy-nine isn’t even a big deal. When Qian Qi died to Chang Jianshui, we were the ones who fetched his belongings. It’s only fair that you buy what you want.”
“You’re asking for an outlandish million!”
“Business is business. If you want it back, you buy it for what it’s listed for. If you can’t afford it, please leave. Somebody is bound to afford it.”
Qian Sannian lividly looked up at the middle-aged Body Synthesis Realm cultivator on the second floor and then slammed a spirit stone jade wallet onto the table for he had to retrieve the sword their patriarch lent to Qian Qi.
“Who owns this chain of stores?” Mu Yu traced Xiaoshuai, who had run off to buy cakes, and went over to the table. “Can you stick to the mission?”
“Oh, I forgot.” Xiaoshuai took another bite. “They offer free cakes here, and they’re good. How about we eat first and then screw them over?”
“Eat first and then screw them over?” Mu Yu repeated I an amused tone, grateful Xiaoshuai was around to cheer him up.
“Check out those clay dolls. They sell ultimate immortals as figurines. I found a figure of you.” Xiaoshuai pointed to a counter. “Go see if they replicated you properly. We can start the mayhem after I eat a few more.”
“Ridiculous,” admonished Lie Shang, stealing glances at the second floor and a room to the north.
Causing mayhem was not the plan; the real plan was to find out who was behind the franchises, which was why Lie Shang screened the place.
The statues Xiaohuai referred to were approximately a hundred centimetres tall. Most importantly, they had accurate models of Feng Haochen, all five of them with elemental demon abilities and even Xiaoshuai.
“I want to buy Sword Shadow Dust Gale; he looks really cool,” a boy asserted.
“Feng, haven’t you heard that people are bashing him?”
“Really? Why?”
“I overheard a clerk mention he’s conspiring with elemental demons. You can ask the clerk if you don’t believe me.”
The slander no longer surprised Mu Yu. What really surprised him was a sign declaring, “Ultimate Immortals for Hire. Regardless of what the occasion is, it’s only a question if you can afford to invite them or not. There is no ultimate immortal that we can’t hire as a guest for you.” Lie Shang and himself cost ten digits to invite. Of course, hardly anyone had that much to spare, so the lie could not be disproven.
“Brother, let’s go try. We’ll be filthy rich if we cut the ribbon,” Xiaoshuai suggested, mimicking scissors with his free hand.
“Get out of the way, broke bums,” grouched a man behind them.
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