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Chapter 190 Goodbye, My Father (7,000 words, please vote!)
"Brother, you didn't really cheat on me, did you?"

On the way back, we remained silent.

Only when they entered the room did Coco ask softly, "Do you still like Shion-sensei?"

Do I have a reason to hate it?

"Anyway, you'll get tired of it after a while," Coco muttered. "They say men are all like that, they're energetic all day, energetic at noon, and energetic all night, so they're very prone to getting bored easily. Even someone as outstanding as Teacher Ziyuan, once you get her, you'll get tired of her..."

"who are they."

"...some comic book creators."

"Stop watching useless things."

"How can it be useless? The story may be fake, but the principle behind it can never be fake!"

"..."

Coco said seriously, "Romance comics never lie!"

Thinking about how many boring romance novels exist online, Jiang Si couldn't even bring herself to say, "I feel they're not as good as online novels, I should read more online novels."

It's all the fault of those who write romance novels.

He petitioned to have those wicked creators who wrote romance novels banned.

Unexpectedly, the website and its low-quality readers actually forbid it!
It's practically polluting the creative environment.

This elevates online novels to the same level as romance comics that young girls like Coco enjoy.

Online novels are the path to enlightenment, yet people use them to talk about romance—it's utterly ridiculous.

If the beast-taming genre is merely a different path, both ultimately still on the path of seeking the Dao, then romance novels are the enemies of that path.

It is the biggest dark cloud over the online literature edifice.

Some men, though physically imposing, are no different from little girls.

Indulging in the pleasures of love and becoming enamored with beautiful women, he dares to claim that his Daoist heart is steadfast!
Moreover, the influence of romance in novels is quite remarkable. I wonder how many works that should have focused on the pursuit of enlightenment have instead turned to romance instead of properly depicting combat and advancement.

Even Emperor Ye Tian could not escape it.

But this is clearly not a problem between the Heavenly Emperor and Ye Tiandi; it's a problem between websites that don't ban romance novels and viewers who accept romance.

He absolutely does not acknowledge these people as fellow practitioners.

Therefore, he once told Bai Mei that he must ban all online romance novels in the world.

Let Bai Jia San Mei use her dozen or so pseudonyms and names to call on the platform to clean up the internet and give these romance novels a good blow!
Drive out all online romance novels!
Unfortunately, the more they try to suppress them, the more they actually emerge.

As a result, Jiang Si is still unable to refute Coco.

After all, if romance comics are deceiving people, then wouldn't online novels, which are similar to comics, also be deceiving people?

That is absolutely impossible; the two cannot be equated, but currently there is no theory that distinguishes them.

So Jiang Si simply ignored the conversation.

Let the foolish sister stay in the darkness.

After taking the vegetables from Coco, I changed my shoes, washed my hands, and started washing the vegetables, preparing to cook.

It was already dark outside, so I planned to cook some simple dishes, have dinner, and then rest.

Coco grabbed a stool and sat in the kitchen to help pick and wash the vegetables, saying, "Brother."

"Ok?"

"Why don't you tell me why the Qingyun Sect doesn't rule the world?"

Why do we want to rule the world?

“Shion-sensei, who is your friend, is the strongest magical girl,” Coco said. “She could definitely rule the world, right?”

Are you sure you're the strongest?

Coco, who was picking vegetables, was stunned for a moment. "Is there anyone stronger than Teacher Shion?"

"Who knows?" Jiang Si washed the pot clean and heated it over a fire for a while. "The world is so big, and we don't even know the true nature of the Disaster Management Bureau. They might have more power than the Full Open. To rule the world, we must first overthrow the Disaster Management Bureau. Maybe there are even stronger magical girls or powers inside the Disaster Management Bureau?"

"Oh……"

After washing the vegetables and handing them to her brother, Coco thought to herself, "Even Teacher Ziyuan doesn't seem to have thought this through so carefully."

But upon closer examination, all of Qingyun Sect's actions so far have been within the acceptable range of the Disaster Management Bureau.

It is indeed to avoid direct conflict with the Disaster Management Bureau.

"If she were stronger than the Disaster Management Agency, Shion-sensei could probably rule the world..."

Why do we want to rule the world?

Jiang Si gave her a strange look. "You have the power but don't pursue the Great Dao. What kind of low-level thinking is it to think about ruling the world all day long?"

"Downward adjustment thinking?"

"The mindset of a lower-level cultivator."

"Oh, okay." Coco nodded, though she didn't quite understand. "It's mainly for convenience, I guess, for making money, gathering intelligence, and things like that. I thought Shion-sensei would be interested in ruling the world..."

“Those things can be done without ruling the world.” Jiang Si put the chopped vegetables into the pot. “If you break the existing rules, you have to build a new set of rules and find a way to maintain them. That takes too much energy and time. It’s better to focus on cultivation.”

After saying that, she added, "That's probably what Shion thinks."

What was supposed to be a cultivation and combat game has turned into a farming and management game.

The messy political and economic situation is so boring to even think about.

He also has no interest in changing the world.

Even if he were to rule the world alone in the future, Jiang Si decided to continue entrusting the management of the world to the Disaster Management Bureau, at most making the Disaster Management Bureau a nominally affiliated organization of the Qingyun Sect.

As the saying goes, if the code runs without problems, don't touch it.

It does not hinder one's pursuit of the Tao.

"So, does that mean if you join the Disaster Management Bureau, even if Shion-sensei doesn't dare to touch you? That means even if you fall out with Shion-sensei, you'll have a way out..."

"Are you sure the Disaster Management Bureau is willing to turn against the Qingyun Sect for my sake?" Jiang Si glanced at her.

"The Qingyun Sect is unwilling to rashly antagonize the Disaster Management Bureau. It's not that the Qingyun Sect is afraid to antagonize the Disaster Management Bureau. What if we anger Ziyuan and fight? Is the Disaster Management Bureau really willing to wage a full-scale war against the Qingyun Sect just for my sake?"

"Hey……"

“I was so stupid, so stupid,” Coco sighed as she chopped vegetables for her brother. “I shouldn’t have met Shion-sensei in the first place. If I hadn’t met Shion-sensei, I wouldn’t have become her student. If I hadn’t become her student, Shion-sensei wouldn’t have met my brother. If Shion-sensei didn’t know my brother, he wouldn’t have become her boyfriend. If he wasn’t Shion-sensei’s boyfriend, he wouldn’t have been played like this by her…”

"...Brother wouldn't be like this now, forever unable to escape from Shion-sensei's grasp."

Why did you run away?

"What if you cheat on me in the future, or if you are abused by your family and want a divorce? Don't you need to have a way out?"

Jiang Si held the spatula, paused in mid-air, and pondered for a long time.

What is Coco thinking?

It seems we can no longer let Coco run wild and confront the darkness of the cartoonist.

Comics are harmful; Coco should be forbidden from reading comics in the future, and she should read more online novels instead.

"No, no, no." Coco handed Jiang Si the pepper and salt. "You absolutely can't break up with Teacher Ziyuan before we find a way out!"

"You don't need to tell me."

"We also shouldn't anger Shion-sensei, and we should try to keep our distance from the other girls..." Coco added, "Of course, Captain Ginkaku can get a little closer."

"Dinner's ready."

"Oh."

They carried the dishes and bowls back to the living room, and habitually turned on the TV. The two of them ate while listening to the TV.

The report roughly stated that the Disaster Management Bureau had destroyed the Cursed Realm by the Qingyun Sect. It described how the Qingyun Sect had completely wiped out a century-old cult that had been hiding in both South and East China. The report praised the Qingyun Sect's achievements and expressed the determination to cooperate, stating that it would definitely be better to protect the safety of citizens.

The reaction was quite quick.

"Brother, are you short of money?"

"No shortage."

"Huh? Where did this money come from?"

"I earned it myself."

"Oh." Coco took a couple of bites of rice. "If you need money, just tell me. I got paid."

"how much is it?"

"Twenty thousand."

"Quite a lot?"

"hey-hey."

Jiang Si nodded. "It seems that the Disaster Management Bureau does have its merits."

"Of course." Coco sat in the chair, swinging her legs proudly. "It's a fixed salary, you get paid even if you don't do any work, so Senior Peony wants to slack off every day. You can get paid even if you don't do any work, but there's no reward for doing a lot of work."

Then, her nose practically popped out of her head: "She looks like an elementary school student, but she's actually a magical middle school girl earning 20,000 yen a month! Amazing, right? Super awesome! I'm a genius!"

As he spoke, he grasped the seed, transformed, and patted Jiang Si's shoulder triumphantly: "Brother, you don't need to work anymore."

"You don't need to feel ashamed for spending your sister's money, you should be proud of it." After saying that, he deactivated his transformation.

Hearing Coco's attitude that she would be the master of the house from now on, Jiang Si didn't say anything.

He has more than just the 300,000 yuan that Bing Tang gave him.

Since Ruoyun, that spendthrift girl, left, the company in Jiangming City has seen a considerable increase in revenue.

When Hua Hu was still around, she managed to save up 200,000 yuan for herself over a month, which Ruo Yun then spent. Later, Ruo Yun directly sold Hua Hu to the Disaster Prevention Bureau, effectively cutting off the company's resources and using all the company's money to expand her own small army.

It's not that you can't spend it, after all, investments do yield returns, and Ruoyun's returns aren't low, so Jiang Si doesn't feel bad about spending this money...

Okay, there is a little bit.

However, he believed that Ruoyun could earn it back.

As long as we can obtain the materials from the Mirror Kingdom and complete the forging of the Ultimate Imperial Weapon, it will all be worthwhile.

The company, Huahu, is gone. Ruoyun has drained almost all of its funds, leaving it practically bankrupt.

Even Jiang Si herself had completely given up.

After all, it was something he did casually in Jiangming City, so he didn't really care.

Unexpectedly, the company later received investment, and someone contacted me to replace Hua Hu, saying that he was Hua Hu's subordinate and had taken over the company's operations.

In just half a month, the company was brought back to life and successfully returned to profitability.

It's much more effective than Huahu's operations.

Coco earns 20,000 yuan a month despite doing nothing, and the company there pays her 60,000 yuan in just a few days.

No wonder everyone wants to be a boss.

Who wouldn't want to make money while lying down?
The older brother, who had nearly 400,000 yuan in his hands, shook his head as he looked at his younger sister, who was already smug about being pregnant with 20,000 yuan.

He casually stroked his savings account, a disdainful smile spreading across his face.

A frog at the bottom of a well.

They lost their composure over 20,000 yuan, while I, with nearly 400,000 yuan in my hands, didn't say anything.

To be so easily swayed by such a small amount of money that one's "insightful thinking" is almost drooling is truly terrifying; this child is as treacherous as a mushroom and will surely become a great threat.

If I encounter a wealthy person in the future, wouldn't I be easily deceived?
We'll have Bing Tang show her the world and broaden her horizons then.

When Jiang Si thought about having ten black gold cards, she only felt that they were precious, but she didn't feel a strong sense of ownership.

There are just too many.

There are so many that it's natural to feel something's fishy; there's probably something fishy going on.

However, since there were just too many, even if there were ghosts, Jiang Si couldn't help but collect them first.

It eats the bait and the hook together, and if that doesn't work, it eats the fish itself too.

It's not like it'll choke you to death.

Unfortunately, it all shattered in the end. But then again, even if he really had that much money to spend, Jiang Si still couldn't think of how to spend it, since he really didn't need that much money.

Keep some pocket money, but leave the rest to Bing Tang to handle; expanding the Qingyun Sect is more meaningful.

Rock candy is the best at making money from money; all she does is use money to breed maggots.

Starting three years ago, Bing Tang was able to develop the Qingyun Sect under the very nose of the Disaster Management Bureau, using methods within the rules to avoid attracting the Bureau's attention, ensuring the sect's balance of income and expenditure, until it began to turn a profit.

Bing Tang was only thirteen years old at that time.

Having just become magical girls, they weren't even in their early stages. Although they could snatch people from the North Sea Disaster Management Bureau, Jiang Si, who had witnessed the strength of the Azure Sparrow, knew that if they really provoked the headquarters, the Azure Cloud Sect would naturally not be able to develop.

Even with extraordinary talent, it takes time to overcome the foundation of an ancient organization with a history spanning millennia.

As you can see, both Emperor Yan and Martial Ancestor once fled east and west under the pressure of large organizations.

It wasn't until Jiang Si entered the new seedling stage that the Qingyun Sect finally had some confidence and began to operate openly.

Two years ago, Jiang Si had not yet reached the peak of the Blooming Realm, while Zi Yuan's strength only reached its peak last year and began to enter a bottleneck period.

During the period when the Qingyun Sect was severely lacking in combat power, Bing Tang had already recruited many disciples willing to join the Qingyun Sect and carried out many formal businesses for the Qingyun Sect.

By the time the Qingyun Sect had quietly developed into a profitable organization right under the nose of the Disaster Prevention Bureau...

Bing Tang just turned fourteen not long ago and is currently in her third year of junior high school.

When the North Sea Witches used various evil and illegal means to obtain funds, they were targeted and severely cracked down on by the Disaster Management Bureau.

The Qingyun Sect has developed into a mainstay of the North Sea.

Although the path of benevolent rule is slow, it is steady. The Qingyun Sect has developed through legitimate means, which has not only won the hearts of the people, but also created mutually beneficial business relationships with other companies. It does not require any military threats or the display of any strength.

Nowadays, many companies in Beihai and even East China are willing to cooperate with Qingyun Sect on any business they want to develop.

The Disaster Management Bureau couldn't find a way to cause trouble here. All of Qingyun Sect's income sources were legal, which is why there was no resistance when the Disaster Management Bureau and Qingyun Sect announced their formal cooperation.

The Qingyun Sect has never been so short of money that it had to resort to force to rob other companies, much less like the Witch Society, which caused many companies to go bankrupt, many employees to lose their jobs, and drove people to commit suicide.

Jiang Si said that the Qingyun Sect was the leader of the righteous path, which naturally made her very confident.

Even standing before the ancestors of the Qingyun Sect, he could proudly declare, "Our Qingyun Sect is worthy of the world!"

Throughout my life, Jiang Si has only sought to punish evil and uphold justice, walking a path of integrity and conscience.

Knowing how difficult the journey had been, Jiang Si was actually unwilling to easily use the Qingyun Sect's assets.

He's not really in dire need of money. If he were, like when his younger sister needed tuition fees, he could naturally get money from the Qingyun Sect.

Even to save face for him as the sect leader, Bing Tang would take the initiative to help him out if he was ever short of money, so as to prevent him from shamelessly asking for money.

The purpose of setting up the Holy Temple and making money was actually to fund his various whimsical ideas, such as alchemy and weapon forging—he knew these were likely to be a waste of money, and he would feel guilty using Qingyun Sect's money, but he didn't care if the money came from the Holy Temple.

After finishing her meal, Jiang Si removed her left hand, which had been caressing the 300,000 yuan bank card, and cleaned up the dishes.

Before he even washed his dishes, Coco ran over and offered to wash them along with his own, saying, "You cook, I wash the dishes; next time I cook, you wash the dishes."

"it is good."

After returning to the house, I originally planned to make medicine.

I saw the message displayed on the crystal ball.

"Lord Simotu! You said you wanted to get as many potions as possible, and I got you a ton of them! Aren't I awesome, Lord Simotu!"

Jiang Si looked at it carefully before confirming that the units listed were correct.

"One ton? Where did you get the money?"

"Reporting to Lord Si Motu! It was a loan, I used a loan!"

"How much did you borrow?"

"Don't worry, Lord Si Motu, it's only 80 million! The seller said that since it's a legendary cadre like you making the purchase, he gave me Xilan an 'internal price,' 'cost price,' and 'wholesale price,' which is dozens of times cheaper than selling it to subordinates individually!"

"We can even take away a ton of witch potions by paying a deposit of fifty million. They'll give us an extra discount, a full 20% off! We'll make a killing, Lord Si Mo Tu!"

Given Xilan's credit history, getting a loan is practically a pipe dream.

Jiang Si frowned. "Who gave you the loan?"

"It's the great Prince, Lord Simotu! She's such a kind person; she helped us with the paperwork. It would have been very difficult to get a loan without Lord Simotu present, but she somehow managed to get it done for you!"

"The 80 million yuan limit in your Witch's Guild account has been activated. The fast-track approval window has been successfully opened for a limited time, and the loan has been successfully approved! Now only 50 million yuan is needed, Lord Si Mo Tu! As long as you nod, it can be secured. Act fast, or you'll miss out!"

The missing 50 million is the key issue!

Jiang Si looked at the shattered black gold card in her hand. "Help me contact Her Highness the Prince. I have something to discuss with her."

"Okay! But it'll probably take several days..."

……

Ice Age Group Building.

The middle-aged man sitting in the office stared blankly at the phone calls.

None of them answered.

After a long while, after the office bell rang, a girl dressed in ice blue pushed open the door.

He was still holding the door key in his hand.

After closing the door, he sat down on the sofa as if no one else was there.

"crystal sugar."

The middle-aged man spoke first, "What do you want to do?"

Bing Tang then revealed a gentle smile befitting a well-bred young lady, "Father, you're not old enough to have dementia yet, are you?"

Another phone call came in, and he frowned.

Even he had to pick up his phone and answer the call because of the name on it.

After listening to the other person talk for a while, he only gave a bland "oh" before hanging up the phone.

Bing Tang wasn't in a hurry; she brewed herself a cup of tea and sipped it slowly.

"Qingyun Sect, Disaster Management Bureau." The middle-aged man sneered, "What a grand scheme."

"Don't get the father wrong," Bing Tang gently reminded him. "This is just a normal business collaboration."

The middle-aged man suddenly stood up, veins bulging on his forehead.

Rock Sugar smiled faintly, raised her teacup, and said, "Don't rush. Rushing will make you look like you're desperate. That's what you said back then."

Do you think violence will make me submit?

"As I said, it's a normal business collaboration." Bing Tang casually placed a piece of rock sugar into the tea.

“Even when faced with the threats and torment from the Witch Society, you never bowed your head. Everyone knows how tough the CEO of the Ice Age Group is, and I am proud of you, Father. So, this is not a threat, and no one can threaten you.”

Bing Tang's father had once fallen into the hands of the Witches' Guild, but that was a long time ago, before Bing Tang was even born.

While still working hard, Bing Tang's father was targeted by the Witch Society because his company was wealthy. The witch society threatened and coerced him, even physically torturing him and threatening him with death to force him to give up the company's profits.

However, Bing Tang's father never bowed his head, only sneering and mocking them as a bunch of good-for-nothings.

A good-for-nothing can't keep money even if he takes it; he'll just waste it. He doesn't have the habit of giving money to good-for-nothings.

After being rescued by the Disaster Management Bureau, the father of the rock candy company gained fame by making this record public, and the company's popularity soared, eventually becoming the behemoth it is today through his hard work.

No violence could make Bing Tang's father bow his head; he firmly believed this throughout his struggles.

Only losers take action.

Moreover, the Disaster Management Bureau later provided him with protection—most large industries like the Ice Age Group have cooperative protection with the Disaster Management Bureau.

The General Administration will react very quickly if there is a threat to personal safety.

Some retired magical girls are even hired by the company to work as bodyguards.

Of course, Bing Tang never intended to use despicable means such as threats from the beginning.

If she wanted to use violence, she wouldn't even need to transform into a magical girl.

Having been raised by her father, she naturally knew that it was meaningless.

This old man, who's known as having an iron will, can't be broken by violence.

"As long as you follow my rules obediently, without having to do anything extra, you will be able to officially inherit the Ice Age Group!"

Bing Tang sat on the sofa, enjoying her father's rage.

In the past, her father would sit in a chair and admire her expression.

From a young age, her father treated her as both a protégé and a rival.

The relationship between father and daughter wasn't particularly bad, but as serious competitors, there was never any normal warmth between them.

The winner takes all, the loser bows down.

“What you give me, I don’t want; what you don’t want me to give me, I will take back with my own hands.” Bing Tang put down her teacup. “I don’t need your inheritance rights, Father. I will take Ice Age from you. Most of Ice Age’s industries, equity, and external partners have already been transferred.”

"Just sign the papers, and you can retire. Now you can have a good rest."

Taking a deep breath and swaying slightly, the middle-aged man leaned on the table for support. "How long have you been preparing?"

"It all started when you told me you wanted me to become your business competitor."

"Thirteen years old."

The middle-aged man took a deep breath. "When were you prepared? Let me lose clearly."

"Well... speaking specifically within the group, it was the first half of the year." Bing Tang poured a glass of water, stood up, and handed it to her father. "It was when the Ice Age Group invested in Jiang Ming."

"Ah, I see. No wonder that deficit couldn't have been Zhang Feng's doing. Zhang Feng wouldn't have dared to do that!"

The middle-aged man took his daughter's water glass and drank it all in one gulp. "You should have been fully prepared long ago! Why did you only start now?"

"On the one hand, it's interesting to see you, Father, talking so high and mighty about testing me." Bing Tang gave a teasing smile. "It's like watching a sick cat bluffing, it's quite amusing."

The middle-aged man almost smashed the water glass!

He never imagined that his daughter could be so infuriating!
"On the other hand, it's unnecessary. Ice Age Group is so big, it's troublesome to manage. I have my own things to do, and I'm not in a hurry to take over Ice Age Group."

The middle-aged man sneered, "Now you're in a hurry? Why?"

"My sect leader is short of pocket money."

After a long silence, the middle-aged man looked at her suspiciously and asked, "Huh?"

"Okay, if you don't understand, let me put it another way."

Bing Tang got up, poured herself a cup of tea, and went over to clink glasses with her father. "My boss is short of pocket money. I'm a little short on cash right now. After all, it's quite troublesome to come up with 500 million all at once. I have no choice but to take over the Ice Age Group to tide me over."

"Just because of that?"

The middle-aged man glared angrily, "Five hundred million!"

“That’s already a lot.” Bing Tang shook her head at her father, who was like a hermit.

When the Qingyun Sect was expanding across South China, West China and North China, it only had a little over 2 billion yuan in funds. Now, it is going to take out 500 million yuan at once to give the sect leader pocket money, which will naturally affect the Qingyun Sect's expansion activities.

However, the middle-aged man just yelled, "You could have just asked me if I wanted it!"

“It’s me who needs to give money to my clan leader.” Bing Tang went over and took off the badge from her father’s chest. “It’s not you, and it’s not Ice Age either.”

Seeing her father trembling with anger, Bing Tang smiled gently, "A bet is a bet, Father. This isn't the first time you've been a loser, is it?"

He slammed the water glass onto the ground!

The middle-aged man, who had always despised violence, used the very method of venting that he scorned most for the first time.

Then he leaned against the table and sat down shakily.

After taking a deep breath, he looked as if he had aged decades in an instant.

She had never seen her father so dejected and powerless; the once imposing and strong figure of her childhood had become somewhat fragile.

Bing Tang simply placed the prepared documents on the table and pushed them in front of him.

Happy birthday, Dad.

A new beginning for losers.

　The audiobook is out, and it's quite interesting. It's a shame the male lead's voice acting lacks a bit of presence. Those interested can check it out.

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