After the slave owners went bankrupt, they all wanted to keep me as a mistress.

It's her!

Such a proud, aloof, and conservative elf who has never been in love in over a thousand years must have a very pure mind. I suppose she can correct Vera's lewd thoughts during the teaching process!

More importantly, she looks expensive!

Mu Qiu wants the expensive stuff!

This isn't just any ordinary Gold-tier professional mentor; it's a Seventh-tier Legendary professional mentor, almost reaching the Eighth-tier Epic level, and the most arrogant elf at that. So, the fee must be at least hundreds of thousands, maybe even millions.

Legendary professionals of rank seven and above are rarely willing to become professional mentors. Even if they are, they are mostly nominally affiliated with the academy. The cost of hiring them as private tutors is extremely high.

"It's her I've decided!"

Mu Qiu put away the book in his hand, then reached out and patted the little head, smiling slightly:

"Xiaoxiao, you did a great job. This 500 gold coins is a reward for you."

As he spoke, he withdrew a money bag containing five hundred gold coins from the system funds, handed it to Xiaoxiao, and then casually handed five hundred gold coins to Luna.

"Everyone has worked hard. Luna, please distribute these gold coins."

"Thank you, Master, meow!"

Luna's big eyes lit up instantly, and she nodded happily.

"Luna is the fairest cat! Nobody would object to Luna dividing the money!"

Chapter Sixty-One: The aloof and powerful Thunder Spirit is actually a professional cultivator who takes out loans to cultivate!

Eternal Night Forest, Moon Capital.

As evening fell, Melinda pulled her cloak hood tighter around her and hurriedly pushed open the door of a potions shop hidden on a street corner in the city.

The bell on the door rang crisply. She walked straight to the counter, tapped the countertop with her knuckles, and deliberately lowered her voice: "Theresa, do you still have any of that kind of 'hard stuff' from last time?"

"The best stuff from last time?"

Behind the counter, a blonde woman wearing black-rimmed glasses looked up in confusion upon hearing the voice. Her gaze swept over the astonishing curves of the newcomer, which could not be concealed even by the large cloak, and she instantly recognized the visitor.

"It is you……"

Theresa looked helpless and sighed, "That's all. The batch you wanted was hard to get. I have some lower purity stuff here, do you want to try?"

Melinda's brows furrowed instantly. She remained silent for a moment, seemingly engaged in a fierce internal struggle, before finally asking in a low voice, "What concentration?"

"15%."

Theresa spoke casually, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary: "This is the purest stuff I have here. It's 10 gold coins a bottle. Do you want it?"

"Theresa, are you robbing me?!"

Upon hearing the number, Melinda's voice rose instantly. She stared incredulously at her old friend behind the counter: "Didn't this concentration of goods cost 50,000 last time?"

"Last time? That was thirty years ago! My dear lady, don't you realize how long it's been since you last visited my little shop?"

Theresa rolled her eyes at her, annoyed, and said, "Star Essence Potion is in high demand now, it's very scarce, and the market price has more than doubled compared to thirty years ago. I sell it to others for 120,000 to 130,000 a bottle, and 100,000 is already a friendly price!"

"How could it have increased so many times in just thirty years?"

Melinda clearly couldn't accept this explanation; her ample bosom heaved slightly with dissatisfaction. "What about the Moonlight Essence Potion?"

"Moonlight Essence Potion? That's the most valuable of the valuable."

Theresa clicked her tongue and shook her head, saying, "The same 15% concentration costs 500,000 gold coins per bottle."

She paused, as if suddenly remembering something, and reached under the counter to pull out a sealed crystal bottle that emitted a faint glow.

"Oh right, I also have a bottle of 95% concentration high-quality stuff here. I sell it to others for five million gold coins. If you want it, I'll give you a 30% discount, and I'll sell it to you for three and a half million gold coins."

"So expensive?!"

Melinda gasped in shock at the astronomical figure. Her heavy breasts, which were almost bursting at the seams, trembled twice. With an incredulous expression, she asked, "Didn't 15% concentration used to sell for tens of thousands of gold coins? How come it's suddenly more than tripled?"

Theresa shrugged, her gaze drifting to the window as if she could see a distant tower through the mist, and sighed softly, "Then you'll have to ask Ms. Medicia."

"Meticia? What did that child do?"

Melinda had a vague impression of the name, vaguely remembering that she was a superhuman girl with a bloodline that had returned to its ancestral form. Not long ago, she had held her, when she was still a timid little girl.

Indeed, some members of the council suggested sending the child to her to learn magic, and Melinda agreed.

However, she felt that the opportunity to break through had arrived, so she decided to try to break through to the eighth level first. She found a secluded and quiet place in the forest where no one would disturb her and stayed there for a while.

Unfortunately, she had run out of potions and was still some distance from reaching the eighth rank. Melinda then left the forest and returned to the Moon Capital to buy another batch of potions.

Theresa withdrew her gaze, glanced at Melinda with a strange look in her eyes, and said, "Now you should call her Ms. Medicia. She is now the chief councilor of the Star Council. In principle, an ordinary councilor of your rank has no right to call her by her first name."

"Chief Councilor?"

Melinda was even more confused: "Isn't the chief councilor His Excellency Adrian? Even if His Excellency Adrian abdicates, it wouldn't be the turn of a little sister, would it?"

"Little sister?"

Theresa's lips twitched. She reached up and adjusted her glasses, her expression turning serious. "Linda, you can say this to me, but don't go around telling anyone else. Seven years ago, Ms. Medicia had already reached the Saintly Realm and took over the position of Chief of the Star Council with absolute power."

"more importantly."

Theresa lowered her voice, "Ms. Medicia is a genius when it comes to drug resistance. With her powerful divine bloodline, no matter how many potions she consumes, she will not experience any side effects or decrease in resistance."

"Back then, she almost single-handedly swept away all the Starshine and Moonshine Essence potions in the entire city and even the surrounding areas!"

"Many people outside attribute her amazing promotion speed to these two potions. Their effects are said to be miraculous, demand is exploding, but supply is extremely limited, so prices have naturally skyrocketed, and it would not be surprising if they increased several times."

Upon hearing this, Melinda was completely stunned, her rosy lips parted slightly, unable to close for a long time.

It's just that... thirty years have passed.

It's only been a blink of an eye! How did the little girl I once held become the chief of the Star Council?

However, if that's the case, does that mean she has some kind of relationship with the other party?

Just as Melinda was thinking this, Theresa's soft voice rang out again: "Oh, right, Linda, there's something I forgot to tell you. I heard that Ms. Medicia initially wanted to become your apprentice and learn magic. She waited for you for several years, but you never returned, so she eventually switched to the warrior system. Not long ago, she even publicly stated in the council that mages are all trash..."

"..."

Melinda's face stiffened, and she was speechless for a long time.

"So, do you want either of these?"

"Theresa asked."

Melinda hesitated for a moment, her gaze unconsciously drifting to the crystal bottle on the counter, her voice suddenly lowering: "Theresa, could... I buy another one on credit?"

"You still want to buy on credit?"

Theresa immediately took the crystal bottle back from the counter and looked at the elven woman opposite her with some vigilance: "You still haven't paid back the more than one million gold coins you owe me!"

"I'm a legendary mage about to break through to epic level. A little over a million gold coins is nothing to me. Are you worried that I can't pay it back?"

"Then you should pay me back first!"

Theresa snorted and said irritably, "You took out a loan to meditate when you were in the academy, and then you took out another loan to buy potions after graduation. Now you're a legendary archmage, and you still want to take out loans?!"

Melinda's ears turned slightly red, and she stammered, "Theresa, you know me, the dungeon... that kind of place is too dangerous. Even the most ordinary goblin, I mean, might suddenly unleash some inexplicable power, defeat me, imprison me, and then force me to give birth to a monster child..."

"Stop reading those weird comics! If you're too scared to go to the dungeon, then find another way to make money! You're a legendary class, and you can't even come up with a million gold coins?!"

Theresa glared at her. She had never seen a legendary professional with less courage than Melinda. A dignified seventh-tier legend, yet she dared not even venture into the lowest-level dungeons, always saying things like, "What if this dungeon is actually connected to a super-large dungeon?", "What if the depths of this dungeon lead to the abyss?", "What if the monsters inside have mutated?", "What if we encounter the Demon King?"...

While this assumption is theoretically possible, it would be throwing the baby out with the bathwater!

Who would never ride a horse-drawn carriage again for the rest of their life just because there's a possibility of an accident?

Just then, footsteps suddenly came from the doorway.

Melinda immediately raised her hand to press down the brim of her hat, her expression instantly turning cold and aloof. She slightly raised her chin, exuding an air of arrogance.

"Excuse me, do you have any potions here that can help a peak Gold-rank mage break through to the next level?"

Mu Qiu walked to the counter and looked at the blonde girl with glasses behind it.

He just arrived here using a teleportation invitation.

Seeing himself standing in front of a potions shop, he walked in without thinking.

This is the potion shop in the Moon Capital, it should have even more powerful potions, right?

"Have."

Upon seeing a guest arrive, Theresa ignored Melinda, took out a small, exquisite glass bottle from under the counter, and said, "This Limit Enhancement Potion can help professionals at the peak of Gold and Orichalcum to break through. What concentration do you need?"

At that moment, the voice of intelligent guidance also rang in Mu Qiu's mind.

[Hi, host, is this your first time visiting a potions shop in a big city? Let me see your slaves... Oh no! You didn't bring any slaves with you!]

Without slaves, investment plans cannot be carried out!

【Here's what I'll do: I'll unlock a low-risk investment plan for you for free. You can invest 100,000 gold coins to buy potions that work on slaves.】

【You can also choose to pay 500,000 gold coins to unlock a high-risk investment plan, which will allow you to invest one million gold coins. Which one would you like to choose?】

Mu Qiu narrowed his eyes.

This wasn't the first time he'd seen this cunning system secretly trying to send him money.

Don't think he can't see it; this payment is for him again, right?

Hakitong, you really went to great lengths to prevent him from going bankrupt!

However, the low-risk investment plan can only lose 100,000, while the high-risk investment plan will only return 500,000 gold coins to him, and he can still lose 1 million. Obviously, the latter is more worthwhile. He can still do such a simple math problem.

"I choose to pay 500,000 gold coins!"

【Wow, you're a master of all-in betting, daring to take such high risks! I'll go all in too! I'll pay you 1.5 million gold coins; now you can make a thrilling million-gold-coin investment!】

Mu Qiu: "?"

What do you mean you went all in?

What the hell are you going all in on?!

With a stern face, Mu Qiu slammed a magic crystal card containing a million gold coins onto the counter.

"This card contains one million gold coins, and I'll take one of your most concentrated potions."

"!"

Melinda, who was about to leave, paused and suddenly turned around, her beautiful eyes subtly scrutinizing Mu Qiu.

Then, she looked at Theresa and winked at her, implying with her eyes: Theresa, if you want me to pay you back, do me this favor!

Are all debtors treated like royalty these days?

Theresa was somewhat helpless, but she still picked up the magic crystal card and checked the assets inside. After seeing that there were indeed one million gold coins, she coughed lightly and said, "This guest, a peak Gold Rank professional, does not need such expensive magic potions."

Mu Qiu had already noticed Melinda beside him. He blinked, feigning ignorance, and asked, "Miss Manager, do you mean...?"

"Hey! I happen to know a legendary mage who's about to break through to the Epic level!"

Theresa laughed, "You have a Gold-rank mage in your family, don't you? Instead of buying a potion, why not hire a tutor!"

Mu Qiu hesitated for a moment, then a slightly tempted expression appeared on his face: "Which legendary mage?"

Theresa smiled slightly.

She raised her hand and pointed to Melinda, who was standing to the side.

"This is the legendary mage I was talking about, Miss Melinda."

Mu Qiu looked in the direction she pointed.

What came into view was an elven woman wrapped in a hooded cloak, with a strand of light blue hair falling beside her pointed ear.

When Mu Qiu looked at her, she raised her chin proudly, revealing her fair, swan-like neck. Her face was as cold as snow, and her eyes were indifferent, as if she were unmoved by fame and fortune.

Mu Qiu was overjoyed.

This!