The saintess is pregnant, what does that have to do with me, a spoiled brat?

Lin Hu turned and left, his steps steady and without the slightest hesitation.

Elder Jingyue finally panicked. She realized that the master and servant were not bluffing at all.

"Stop!" Jingyue shouted sharply, and her peak fifth-grade qi erupted.

The mahogany tables and chairs in the hall were instantly overturned by the strong wind. Shen Qingyi was forced to retreat several steps, her face slightly pale.

Jingyue moved with lightning speed, her five fingers forming claws, aiming straight for Xu Nuo's throat. To catch the thief, first catch the king; as long as this纨绔 (spoiled brat) is captured, everything will be fine.

Xu Nuo sat in the main seat without even lifting his eyelids.

Just as Jingyue's fingers were about to touch Xu Nuo's throat.

hum!

Xu Nuo's jade pendant on his chest suddenly burst forth with a dazzling dark red light.

Roar!

A deafening dragon's roar exploded in Jingyue's mind. She felt her soul tremble violently, and the promise before her seemed to transform into an ancient, ferocious beast that devoured the heavens and the earth.

Immediately afterwards, Jingyue was horrified to discover that her proud fifth-grade internal energy was uncontrollably and rapidly dissipating the moment it touched Xu Nuo's body.

It was like a flood bursting its banks, forcibly pulled away by a terrifying suction force.

"What did you do?!"

Jingyue screamed and desperately tried to pull her hand away. But the suction held her tightly, and she couldn't break free at all.

Just two breaths.

A full thirty percent of Jingyue's internal energy was drained. Her face turned deathly pale, and she bit her tongue hard, using the intense pain to forcibly cut off the flow of her internal energy. She was sent flying backward in a sorry state, crashing heavily to the ground.

The hall was deathly silent.

Shen Qingyi stared wide-eyed at the scene in disbelief.

Elder Jingyue, a peak fifth-rank cultivator, suffered a great loss without even touching the hem of Xu Nuo's robe.

Xu Nuo slowly patted his collar, feeling the True Dragon Power within him increase even more, and a wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Elder Jingyue, it's not good to get handsy. I have a bad temper, what if I lose control and drain you dry?"

Jingyue clutched her chest, staring intently at Xu Nuo, her eyes filled with unprecedented fear.

Sorcery! It's definitely sorcery!

That's how Protector Xuan was crippled!

"More money, or I'll cut off your hand?" Xu Nuo picked up his teacup, blew away the foam, and said, "My patience is limited."

Jingyue gritted her teeth. She dared not make another move. This纨绔 (playboy/spoiled brat) was terrifyingly wicked.

"I don't have two hundred thousand taels of gold on me." Jingyue's voice trembled as she lowered her head in humiliation.

"Then let's settle it with something." Xu Nuo put down his teacup. "The Primordial Holy Land is a large and powerful place; an elder can't be a pauper when he goes out, can he?"

Jingyue took a deep breath, her hands trembling as she untied the storage bag from her waist and threw it on the table.

"Here are 50,000 taels of gold notes, a mid-grade Xuan-level 'Autumn Water Sword,' and three bottles of Qi-stabilizing pills. This is all I have!"

Xu Nuo took the storage bag and scanned it with his mental energy.

They were definitely drained dry.

"It'll do alright, I guess." Xu Nuo stuffed the storage bag into his pocket, waved his hand, and said, "Lin Hu, go and bring those two good-for-nothings up here."

Not long after, Lin Hu picked them up in each hand and threw the Holy Son and the Xuan Protector into the center of the hall like dead dogs.

The Holy Son's right leg was twisted at an unnatural angle, and his face was so swollen that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him. Protector Xuan was in an even worse state; his hair was snow-white, and he was barely breathing, completely crippled.

Seeing the miserable state of the two, Jingyue felt a wave of dizziness and almost fainted.

The Primordial Holy Land has utterly lost face today.

"Take your people and get out of here." Xu Nuo leaned back in his chair, lazily issuing the order to leave.

Jingyue remained silent and instructed her disciples to lift the two people up.

When she reached the gate, she stopped and turned back to stare intently at Xu Nuo.

"Promise, the Primordial Holy Land will remember this debt. The day our Holy Lord emerges from seclusion will be the day your Zhenguo Duke's Mansion is destroyed!"

Xu Nuo smiled.

"You're welcome anytime. Remember to bring more money next time; I have a big appetite."

Jingyue was so angry she almost vomited blood, and left without looking back.

The hall fell silent.

Shen Qingyi stood there, looking at the several large boxes of gold bars and spiritual herbs on the table, and then at Xu Nuo sitting in the main seat.

"Aren't you afraid of retaliation from the Holy Land?" she couldn't help but ask.

"I'm scared." Xu Nuo stood up, walked to the mahogany box, and casually picked up a century-old blood ginseng. "That's why I need to get stronger quickly."

Click.

Xu Nuo took a big bite of the blood ginseng, just like gnawing on a radish.

Shen Qingyi's eyelids twitched violently.

That's a century-old blood ginseng! Its medicinal power is extremely potent. Even a fifth-rank martial artist would have to slice it into thin slices and slowly refine it with other milder medicinal herbs.

He just ate it raw like that?!

"Are you crazy? This medicine will burst your meridians!" Shen Qingyi subconsciously took a step forward.

Xu Nuo ignored her, swallowed the entire blood ginseng in a few bites, and let out a burp.

"The taste is alright, but it gets stuck in my teeth a bit."

Shen Qingyi froze on the spot. She looked at Xu Nuo, whose face was rosy and who hadn't broken a sweat, and was completely bewildered.

What kind of monster is this?

Xu Nuo didn't care what Shen Qingyi was thinking. His mind was completely focused on leveling up.

"Lin Hu, move all these boxes into my room. No one is allowed to approach the yard without my permission."

"yes!"

inside the room.

Xu Nuo sat cross-legged on the bed. Three large mahogany chests were open, and the rich aroma of medicine filled the entire room.

Without the slightest hesitation, he grabbed the spiritual herbs and pills from the box and stuffed them into his mouth by the handful.

Hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, purple-leaf orchid, Guyuan Dan (a traditional Chinese medicine formula), Xisui Dan (another traditional Chinese medicine formula)...

These treasures, which would be fiercely contested by martial artists if left out, were devoured by Xu Nuo like candy.

boom!

The violent medicinal power exploded within his body, like a wild horse running rampant through his meridians.

If it were an ordinary person, even a sixth-rank martial artist, they would have exploded and died by now.

But the jade pendant on Xu Nuo's chest suddenly shone with an unprecedentedly dazzling light.

Roar!

The phantom of the Primordial Dragon Soul appeared in his mind, opening its abyssal maw and greedily devouring this immense primordial power.

On the jade pendant, the third dragon pattern began to flash wildly.

one third.

half.

Two-thirds.

With the last bottle of Qi-stabilizing pills consumed, plus the thirty percent of internal energy previously extracted from Jingyue, the energy was replenished.

hum!

The third dragon pattern lit up completely, emitting an eerie dark red light.

Immediately afterwards, a corner of the fourth dragon pattern lit up.

Xu Nuo suddenly opened her eyes, and a dark red dragon shadow flashed in her eyes.

Crackle, crackle.

His bones cracked like popping beans, his muscles became more even and firm, and his skin had a faint jade-like sheen.

An eighth-rank martial artist!

Moreover, the power of the true dragon surged through his limbs and bones, and his current physical strength was absolutely enough to crush an ordinary sixth-rank martial artist with a single punch.

"That feels good."

Xu Nuo let out a long breath and exhaled a breath of stale air.

He glanced down at the three empty large boxes and clicked his tongue.

"The Primordial Dragon Soul is a bottomless pit. With so many resources, we've barely managed to light up the third dragon rune. The amount of primordial power required as we go further will probably be astronomical."

We need to find a way to raise money and acquire resources.

Xu Nuo touched her chin, and the image of Chen Yunfei's arrogant face appeared in her mind.

The Chen family is the richest family in Dali, with businesses all over the country.

Isn't this just a ready-made fat sheep?

at the same time.

The inner city, Chen residence.

Chen Yunfei lay on the luxurious canopy bed, his face as pale as paper, his eyes sunken, and he was so thin that he looked unrecognizable.

The room was filled with a lingering stench.

Several renowned doctors from the capital surrounded the bed, sweating profusely as they administered acupuncture and prescribed medicine.