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Thirty-three heavens away, the Lingxiao Palace.

Haotian was walking back and forth in the empty hall with his hands behind his back, a wide grin on his face, and he was even humming a little tune.

"Judging by the time, Zhao Datou and his group should have already sneaked into Buzhou Mountain. As long as we get that stellar essence, my Heavenly Court's treasury will be full again! Then I'll go and stroll around in front of the Pangu Palace a couple of times, and make that bastard Lin Xuan furious!"

Haotian was getting happier and happier as he thought about it, and he was just about to invite the fairy in to pour her a cup of tea to soothe her throat.

With a sharp "whoosh," it cut through the air.

A white object pierced through the gate of the Lingxiao Palace with astonishing force, heading straight for Haotian's face.

Haotian was shocked and quickly raised his hand to block.

With a "smack," the object landed in his palm. It was a high-quality recording stone, imbued with a wisp of the Purple-Gold Heavenly Emperor's bloodline aura that sent chills down his spine.

"Who dares to throw a stone at me!" Haotian roared in anger, and casually poured his magic power into the recording stone.

With a "whoosh," a huge holographic high-definition projection popped up in the center of the Lingxiao Palace.

In the scene, a biting wind howls. Zhao Datou and three thousand elite soldiers of the Tianwei Camp, dressed only in thin white underpants, are freezing, their noses and eyes watering. The three thousand naked men huddle together, howling pitifully at the camera.

"Boss Haotian! We've been stripped naked! Hurry up and pay our ransom! We're going to be blown away by the wind, waaaaah..."

The scene was incredibly impactful. Haotian's eyes nearly popped out of his head, and his jaw gaped open as if it had dislocated.

Immediately afterwards, the camera panned, and Lin Hao's exquisitely handsome face, with three parts arrogance and seven parts cunning, was brought close to the screen.

"Grandpa, good afternoon." Lin Hao waved his little hand with a grin. "The people you sent aren't very capable; they can't even put their clothes on properly. I've temporarily detained them in a ravine north of Buzhou Mountain. But for our family's sake, I'll give you a friendly price."

Lin Hao held up one finger and shook it.

"One hundred thousand top-grade immortal stones per person. Three thousand people, package price: three hundred million top-grade immortal stones! You have half an hour to deliver it. If you don't pay, this video will be played on a loop on every mountain in the prehistoric world tomorrow, and we'll also be recruiting guys for the Heavenly Court."

After he finished speaking, the light from the memory stone went completely dark.

The Lingxiao Palace was deathly silent.

After a full ten seconds, Haotian finally reacted. He felt a surge of blood and qi in his chest, and with a "poof," he spat out a mouthful of immortal blood, falling straight backward and landing hard on the dragon throne.

"Three hundred million! Three hundred million! Why doesn't this little bastard just rob it!" Haotian frantically pulled at his hair, turning his once neatly styled hair into a bird's nest.

He didn't even have the thought of revenge. Go to the Pangu Palace to cause trouble? Lin Xuan could slap him so hard he'd be stuck to the wall.

But they won't pay? The Heavenly Court's three thousand elite troops are already its last bastion. If this video really gets released, this Heavenly Emperor might as well just find a block of tofu and smash his head against it.

"Give it... I'll give it to you!" Haotian gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, and stumbled as he ran toward the private treasury in the back hall.

That was his hard-earned wealth, painstakingly accumulated over a thousand years!

At this moment, Yaochi, who had been hiding behind the screen, came out. Looking at the commemorative stone, she was not angry at all; instead, she covered her mouth with her handkerchief and giggled.

"These little rascals are incredibly bold. They're even more skilled at robbery than their fathers," Yaochi said, her eyes full of affection. Unlike Haotian, she had long understood the truth that only by following the Pangu Palace could one secure a livelihood.

She took out a small purse embroidered with gold thread from her sleeve and quietly summoned a trusted crane.

"Take this to Buzhou Mountain for Hao'er. Just say it's from his maternal grandmother who bought them candied hawthorns. Don't let his maternal grandfather know," Yaochi instructed with a smile.

Half an hour later, outside Mount Buzhou.

The Heavenly Envoy, his face dark, handed Lin Hao a bulging, high-grade storage ring. The ring contained a full three hundred million top-grade immortal stones, plus one million New Year's money secretly given to him by Yaochi. The Heavenly Court's private treasury was utterly empty, even more so than its face.

Lin Hao scanned the area with his divine sense, nodded in satisfaction, and waved his hand to release the three thousand celestial soldiers.

The backyard of Pangu Temple.

Lin Xuan was wearing an apron and standing in front of a huge barbecue grill. On the grill were several deep-sea squid tentacles as thick as water tanks and top-quality oysters the size of washbasins, all specialties sent by his father-in-law, Ao Guang.

The aroma of cumin and chili powder filled the entire yard.

"Dad! We're back from making some extra money!" Lin Hao landed right next to the barbecue grill with his two younger brothers and slammed the ring on the table.

"Three hundred million top-grade immortal stones, Grandpa has paid in full." Lin Hao raised his little head, looking like he wanted praise.

Lin Xuan picked up a skewer of sizzling, oily squid tentacles and handed it over, laughing heartily, "Well done! This money is for your sixteenth brother's account. Each of you gets a skewer of large kidneys as a reward!"

The family gathered around the barbecue grill, their mouths greasy with food, their laughter echoing throughout Buzhou Mountain.