Chapter 33: May I Ask a Favor of You

“How could he appear here? Could it be just coincidence?”
“No, it shouldn’t be coincidence. The criminals in the casino—he must have subdued them!”
“No one but a martial arts grandmaster could have that kind of power!”
“…”
Fang Jing’s heart surged with tumultuous emotions.

“Captain Fang, what’s wrong?” A nearby officer noticed her troubled expression and asked.

Fang Jing recovered herself. “Nothing.”
Even though she was now certain in her heart that Chen Xian was the one who had taken down the criminals at the Guangnan casino, without his permission, she dared not speak of it.
Because, in her eyes, he was a martial arts grandmaster.
A grandmaster stood at the pinnacle of the martial arts pyramid, and to ordinary practitioners, such a figure was akin to a god.

Fang Jing had heard her grandfather mention that throughout the Hualong Federation, the number of grandmasters was fewer than thirty. Each was a true dragon among men.

As the police car wailed past, the distance between Fang Jing and Chen Xian grew wider and wider.
Only then did she manage to regain her composure.

Chen Xian had no idea the psychological shock he had given Fang Jing.

An hour and thirty minutes later, he stopped at a convenience store by the roadside and bought a pack of corn sausage for the charming cat, then continued on his way.

Originally, Chen Xian intended to stay briefly in GN County, but after some thought, decided to head straight back to H City.

“Thank you, Master!” The little cat took the sausage, its voice soft and childlike.

It reached out a paw and gently swiped, tearing open the package to reveal the sausage inside.

Smack smack!

The charming cat ate with relish, drooling uncontrollably, its appearance exceedingly adorable.

Chen Xian himself felt his stomach rumble at the sight.

For the remainder of the journey, the driver focused on the road. After the little cat had devoured a whole pack of corn sausage, it nestled into its master’s arms, closing its big eyes, the long lashes fluttering rhythmically as it fell asleep.

Chen Xian raised his right hand, gazing at the silver ring on his little finger, recalling the nearly six hundred million in cash stored within, his heartbeat quickening.

This was the largest sum of money he had ever seen in his life; previously he never dared to imagine owning so much.

“Yes, now I have nearly six hundred million in cash. How should I make use of it?”

Someone once said that money is the lifeblood of society; blood must flow, or else money accumulating in one place becomes a ‘tumor,’ a ‘malignant tumor.’

My money must also circulate and play its role!

Six hundred million—if I only wished for a peaceful, ordinary life, my family could never spend it all in ten generations. But if I want to quickly advance my cultivation, it’s far from enough.

To reach the peak of the Mortal Shedding Realm, the required funds might run into tens or even hundreds of billions, not to mention the higher Spiritual Void Realm.

So, I still need to make money—big money, enough wealth to support my path of cultivation.

Of this six hundred million, I’ll spend two hundred ninety-six million and eighty-eight thousand to purchase living flesh and blood for refining into spiritual energy, and invest the remaining three hundred million to let money generate more money.

As for how to make money grow, I’ll think it over gradually!

With a clear plan for his funds, Chen Xian felt much more relaxed.

Next, he decided he would return home tomorrow, tell his parents and sister about his purchase of a house, and let them share in his happiness.

“But how should I relieve my parents’ worries?”

At that moment, an image of a stunningly beautiful woman flashed inexplicably through Chen Xian’s mind—it was Zhang Xin.

“That’s it! I can ask Zhang Xin for help—let her explain the situation to my parents. That would solve it!” He slapped his thigh, thinking to himself.

Meow~~~

The charming cat, sleeping in Chen Xian’s arms, was startled and sprang up, its sapphire eyes filled with alertness.

When Chen Xian returned to H City, he didn’t go directly to the rented No. 101 townhouse in the Jinxiu Community, but asked the driver to take him to the market.

He planned to buy large quantities of chicken, duck, pork, and beef to refine into spiritual energy.

Tomorrow, when he went home, he would cure his mother’s polio once and for all, and if possible, completely heal her diabetes as well.

Entering the market, Chen Xian went from stall to stall—chicken, duck, pork, beef—ordering the owners to pack up all their meat.

The stall owners stared wide-eyed; never had they seen such a customer buying poultry and meat in bulk.

Chen Xian ignored their astonishment.

An hour later.

A taxi and a truck drove into the Jinxiu Community, finally stopping in front of the No. 101 townhouse.

Chen Xian got out and, together with the movers, spent half an hour hauling all the chicken, duck, beef, and lamb into the house, piling the first-floor hall full.

The driver and movers looked at Chen Xian as if he were a monster.

He paid them without concern and sent them on their way.

Once they were gone, Chen Xian gazed at the mountain of meat, his eyes shining: this was all spiritual energy!

The charming cat perched on his shoulder, sniffing the overwhelming scent of blood and meat, pouted its pink lips, showing clear distaste.

“Master, why did you bring in so much bloody, stinky meat?”

“I need it for cultivation!” Chen Xian reached out to rub the little creature’s head. “Little Charm, if you don’t like the smell, go wait outside and keep watch for me. Don’t let anyone disturb my cultivation.”

Meow~~~

The charming cat, as if granted amnesty, cried out with delight, jumped off his shoulder, and dashed outside, for once not begging Chen Xian for food.

Chen Xian closed the door. Instead of beginning his cultivation immediately, he took out his phone and opened WeChat, preparing to message Zhang Xin.

“Zhang Xin, are you free tomorrow evening?” He typed the words, hesitated briefly, then didn’t send it.

But the hesitation was short-lived.

“Chen Xian, you aren’t afraid of gunfire and bullets—how can you be afraid to message a girl? Besides, you’re only asking for a small favor!” He mentally encouraged himself.

At last, he pressed send.

Ding!

“I’m free. What’s up? Are you inviting me to dinner?” Zhang Xin replied within three seconds, adding a cute emoji at the end.

Chen Xian smiled at the message.

“I’m inviting you to my house for dinner, and I’d like a small favor from you.”

“Sure! Are you cooking? What’s the favor?”

“Yes, I’ll cook myself. The favor is just to help me confirm to my parents that the millions I earned came from legitimate sources.”

“Lucky me, then! I’ll definitely help with your little favor!”

“Thank you!”

“You’re welcome. Let’s meet tomorrow at 16:30 at the entrance to the residential area. I’ll drive you.”

“Oh, by the way, do you have any siblings besides your parents?”

“I have a younger sister. Why?”

“No reason. That’s all for now—see you tomorrow.”

Having settled the matter with Zhang Xin, Chen Xian let out a long breath.

Calming himself, he sat cross-legged before the mountain of meat, ready to begin refining it.