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On the starry sky flying boat, the atmosphere was completely opposite to the gloomy and desolate Eight Views Palace; it was filled with jubilation.

Lin Dasheng was enthusiastically using the photo-recording stone to repeatedly replay the exciting scenes of the Green Ox Demon being pinned to the mountain wall by a spear and being beaten in a mixed doubles match, laughing so hard he was doubled over.

Lin Xi and Lin Ze, the two little money-grubbers, held the gleaming white diamond bracelet and examined it over and over.

"Brother, this ring is so heavy! It feels like there's something swaying inside." Lin Xi hugged the Vajra Bracelet, which was even bigger than her, pressed her little face against it, and listened curiously to the sounds inside.

Lin Ze adjusted his crystal glasses and calmly analyzed, "Based on the material and the fluctuations of its Dao aura, this item is formed from the essence of Kunlun Mountain fused with innate Geng metal. It is a top-grade innate treasure, and its market value is... incalculable. Its internal laws can be applied to all things, making it extremely valuable for research and recycling."

Lin Xuan leaned back on the animal-skin couch in the main seat, holding the Ice Fox Goddess Alan, who had just been healed and was extremely shy, in his arms. He sipped his spiritual juice contentedly and looked at the group of unruly children with a playful smile on his face.

"Dad, will that old man really pay the 30 million fine? He looks so poor." Lin Dasheng leaned over and asked, scratching his head.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuan chuckled and put down the jade cup in his hand.

"He will pay. A sage values ​​his reputation above all else. If he can't even protect his home monastery after we've torn off his face, he won't be able to survive in the prehistoric world anymore."

At this point, a glint of extremely cunning light flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes.

"However, it's pointless to just wait for him to pay. We need to give him a hand, put some pressure on him, and let all the people of the prehistoric world see what 'Great Merchant Speed' and 'Collection Efficiency' really mean!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xuan stretched out a finger and gently tapped the air.

Om-!

A divine thought containing the power of his quasi-saint peak primordial spirit and the oppressive aura of the golden dragon of human destiny instantly traversed billions of miles of void and descended upon the Eight Views Palace of Shouyang Mountain!

The next moment, a bizarre scene appeared that left the entire prehistoric world speechless!

Above the tranquil and inactive Eight Views Palace, an enormous light screen appeared out of thin air, formed entirely of golden light condensed from the energy of humanity.

On the light screen, a line of dazzling golden characters was deeply engraved on the sky like a brand:

[Two days, twenty-three hours, fifty-nine minutes, and fifty-nine seconds remain until Taiqing Laozi pays the thirty million fine!]

The seconds were still ticking down with extreme precision, second by second!

This isn't debt collection; it's a public execution! It's like hanging the face of Laozi (the Supreme Being) in the sky, letting all living beings in the primordial world witness his final countdown!

"puff--!"

Inside the Eight Views Palace, Taiqing Laozi, who had just barely suppressed his injuries, saw the enormous countdown timer above his head and was so enraged that his vision went black, and he spat out another mouthful of dark golden holy blood.

This is outrageous! It's like killing someone by breaking their spirit!

He could even feel that from Kunlun Mountain, Jin'ao Island, the Western Mount Sumeru, and even countless blessed lands and grotto-heavens under the Thirty-Three Heavens, countless gazes filled with mockery, ridicule, pity, and schadenfreude were staring intently at him, staring at the humiliating countdown above his head.

Time passed, second by second.

Two days, one day, half a day...

Taiqing Laozi paced back and forth in the alchemy room, his mind in turmoil.

Pay? What can he pay with? He almost smashed the entire Eight Views Palace to pieces. Even if he sold all that scrap metal, he wouldn't be able to scrape together a fraction of the thirty million!

Not pay? Are we really going to just stand by and watch that little bastard Lin Xuan bring his bunch of unruly brats and drive an excavator to demolish his dojo?

When only half an hour remained in the countdown, Taiqing Laozi stopped.

A flicker of extreme pain and resolve flashed in his bloodshot eyes.

He turned around abruptly and looked at the Bagua alchemy furnace that he had kicked and dented.

Inside the furnace, a faint purple flame flickered, and three extremely rich elixirs of fragrance slowly emanated from it.

That was the three gourds of [Nine-Turn Golden Elixir] that he had just refined after countless eons of painstaking effort and the collection of countless rare and precious materials!

Each one is enough to make a mortal instantly become a Great Luo Golden Immortal!

This is his supreme treasure, which he prepared to use to cultivate core disciples of the Human Sect and even to break through his own bottleneck!

"Lin Xuan! If I don't avenge this, I, Taiqing, swear I will not be a saint!!"

Taiqing Laozi let out a fierce roar, and with a wave of his hand, the furnace lid shot into the sky!

Three purple-gold gourds flew out of the furnace. Without even glancing at them, he used all his strength to throw these three gourds, which carried his endless efforts and hopes, out of the Eight Views Palace!