Everyone who heard the price stood slack-jawed, their mouths wide open in disbelief. To them, even if they worked their entire lives, they could never accumulate such wealth.
Ten million low-grade spirit stones? That was an astronomical sum of currency, one that only top fourth-rank or fifth-rank powers could casually afford.
Ok," Jack said in a nonchalant tone, as if the amount was nothing to him… but in reality, his heart was bleeding.
He then grabbed a large storage pouch from his storage ring and transferred 10 million low-grade spirit stones into it. Afterward, he handed it to the beautiful woman.
Yue Xianlan immediately received the pouch in her hands, and the moment she did, a flicker of shock crossed her face as she felt its immense weight. "Give the young master his Black Token," she instructed the female attendant, her tone carrying a rare hint of emotion.
Then, without another word, she vanished—so quickly it was as if she had never been there in the first place.
The attendant immediately bowed toward Jack in fear. "Young master, please forgive this lowly maid. I had eyes but failed to see Mount Tai." To be able to casually hand over ten million spirit stones—even if only of the lowest grade—
and at such a young age, could only mean one thing: his family was unimaginably powerful and wealthy.
"Did she just say the fucking Mount Tai? Hahhh… I guess I should get accustomed to this world. Well, whatever… Young girl, you have to understand, behind every world there is always a bigger one. You're just like a frog at the bottom of a well, unable to see the vast heavens beyond."
He said the most cliché phrase he had ever heard, yet his tone was as sharp and profound as that of an ancient master who had seen through the essence of mortal life.
She then handed him the black grade token, the highest grade of their restaurant with a flashing smile. "Yes, yes, young master, forgive this lowly maid, your first meal will be on us."
He grabbed the token and turned to the Mo family young master, who was about to faint from the severe pain. His lackeys were holding him, intending to take him to their accompanying elders for treatment.
But before they could exit the restaurant, Jack tossed a single low-grade spirit stone at the young master and said in a contemptuous tone, "Buy some pills with this."
The Mo family young master raised his fingers in anger, stammering, "You—" but before he could even finish, he coughed up more blood and lost consciousness, overwhelmed by the humiliation.
Who is he? He is a useless young master who was only respected where he went because he was the doted son of his daddy. And that was because—his daddy, was nearly infertile as after marrying ten women, he only managed to produce him.
Ding!
"Congratulations, Host, for face-slapping a useless young master. Your reward is in the inventory. Do you want to use it now?"
"Not now," Jack said, as he began climbing the stairs toward the seventh floor.
As he passed the second floor, a formation suddenly appeared before him—but he moved through it effortlessly. Hmmm… it seems these formations are designed to detect the token held by each person, preventing anyone from passing beyond their corresponding floor ….. This place is getting more and more mysterious.
He kept climbing the floors, passing through each formation with ease. With every floor he reached, he noticed curious glances cast in his direction, but he didn't care. After a few minutes, he finally arrived at the seventh floor.
which was completely empty except for an old man with a concealed aura, dressed in the robes of a chief.
"System, what is his cultivation " Jack muttered.
Ding!
"He is at the first level of king realm."
A chief at the King Realm? Well, this is intriguing.
As soon as Jack sat at the table, the chief approached him with a faint smile and asked,
"What do you want, sir?"
"The best dishes of this restaurant!" Jack said without hesitation.
The chief gave a slight bow and smiled. "Coming right up, sir. Wait half an hour and your dishes will be before you."
As the chief went off to prepare his dishes, Jack leaned back in his seat and muttered,
"System, give me my reward!"
Ding !
The reward this time, Host, is a low Grade spirit stones multiplayer. Meaning It can only multiply low grade spiritual stones within a range of 2x to 100x .
Since the host has paid 10 million low grade spirit stones, your reward will be between 20 million and 1 billion low grade spirit stones.
Hahaha I love you system !! but wait a minute I have no more low spiritual stones to multiply … so how are you gonna multiply it?
" Host doesn't have to worry about such matters. I am the omnipotent system, The only one of kind, The …
"Shut the fuck up and multiply my non‑existent spirit stones!"
Ding !
Begging the process of multiplying!
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Congratulations for hitting the jackpot!
Reward : 65x multiplayer
10 million low grade spiritual stones => 650 million low grade spiritual stones
"Holy moly… I'm fucking rich!" Jack burst into laughter.
As he waited for the food, Jack gazed out at the bustling streets below, the lively chatter and movement of people creating a vibrant scene. His eyes then drifted upward to the sky, where dark clouds gathered, a sure sign that rain was on its way.
For the first time since his transmigration, Jack found himself truly reflecting on everything that had happened to him in this strange, magical world. Was all of this real, or merely a dream? Was he just a character in some cosmic play, a spectacle created to amuse eternal beings watching from a shitty place like the void ?
"System, I have a question."
"I cant answer your question yet, Host. But you don't have to worry, as I am not someone who has the might to harm you in any way."
"What do you mean by that?" Jack asked, growing more and more confused.
Ding!
Invalid acces!
You have to increase your cultivation rapidly to know the answer.
"Hah… whatever. I'm not gonna keep arguing with you," Jack said with a deafening sigh.