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The murderous aura emanating from the God-Slaying Spear in Lin Wu's hand was extremely domineering, locking onto the brow of the Sunlight Bodhisattva.

That glint of spear light never actually pierced through.

However, the primordial spirit of the Bodhisattva Sunlight was already as if it were being pricked by countless fine needles, making it difficult even to turn one's thoughts.

His throat went dry, and the word "I'm afraid" that he was about to say got stuck on his lips.

Say?

What's the point of saying anything more?

Five little patriarchs from the Pangu Palace surrounded him, each more unreasonable than the last.

Lin Dasheng, carrying his golden cudgel, stood directly in front, his monkey face full of arrogance that seemed to say, "Try saying another word if you dare."

The five-colored divine light behind Lin Huang slowly rotated, its gaze sweeping over him from head to toe three times.

The purple flames flickered in Lin Yan's palm, and his little nose was still wrinkled in disgust, clearly assessing how smelly it would be when it burned.

Lin Wu remained silent.

But the tip of the slaying spear had already sealed off all his escape routes.

Lin Jian remained calmer, his third eye shining with silver light, directly illuminating the ancestral aperture between his eyebrows.

Sunlight Bodhisattva had only one thought in his mind.

This is not a negotiation.

This is a joint trial of five little patriarchs.

Bodhi Patriarch stood to the side, shirtless, still holding that broken brush in his hand. A gust of cold wind blew, and he shivered.

He looked at the Bodhisattva of Sunlight, hoping that the other party would be more assertive, but also fearing that the other party would actually be assertive.

They got tough and the five children took action.

If they start, Fangcun Mountain will crumble even further.

If they don't stand up for themselves, Western religions will continue to be humiliated and their reputations will be tarnished.

The Bodhi Patriarch felt a bitter ache in his heart.

He, a dignified saint and benevolent man, is now actually hoping that his own bodhisattva will obediently hand over money.

Life is getting worse as we get older.

Lin Dasheng tapped the ground with his golden cudgel.

"Hey, bald guy."

"What did you just say you were afraid of?"

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight forced a smile.

"Three... no, five young benefactors."

"What I was trying to say was that there might be some misunderstanding about this matter."

Lin Wu twitched his wrist slightly.

The murderous aura of the God-Slaying Spear pressed forward an inch.

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight felt a chill run down his spine and immediately changed his words.

"Of course, misunderstandings aside, the Western Church will never renege on its debts of compensation."

As soon as those words were spoken...

Lin Huang's eyes lit up immediately.

With a flick of his little hand, he pulled a golden abacus out of the storage gourd.

The abacus was exquisitely made, with beads made entirely of top-grade immortal crystals that produced a crisp sound when struck.

Lin Ze is not here.

But Lin Huang learned a lot about the rules of the God of Wealth group.

He learned to issue tickets very quickly, especially.

Lin Huang sat cross-legged in mid-air, his little face very serious.

"Since you agree to pay compensation, then we can settle this."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight felt a jolt in his heart.

"Young benefactor, this humble monk was merely saying..."

Lin Jian glanced at him indifferently.

"What you said has been recorded by the Heavenly Eye."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight has shut up.

He understands now.

These kids are not only good at fighting, but they also know how to pick up on words.

Lin Huang moved the abacus beads, making a series of clicking sounds.

"Firstly, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva dared to trespass into the Azure Pool, disturbing my father and bride's intimate moment."

"Compensation for emotional distress: one million top-grade immortal stones."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight's vision went black.

One million?

Compensation for emotional distress?

What kind of spirit is so expensive?

Lin Dasheng nodded with great satisfaction.

"Yes, my dad is scary when he's angry."

"He didn't do it himself, which is already letting you off easy."

Lin Huang continued working on the abacus.

"Secondly, Mahasthamaprapta released his power, killing the aquatic creatures in the Blue Wave Pool and polluting the water."

"The Azure Wave Pool is now under the direct control of my bride, which means it is under the control of the Pangu Palace."

"Ecological restoration fee: 500,000 top-grade immortal stones."

The corner of Sunlight Bodhisattva's mouth twitched.

He really wanted to ask, "When did Bibo Pool become part of Pangu Temple?"

But thinking that Princess Wansheng had already been taken away by Lin Xuan, and considering Lin Xuan's "if I want it, it's mine" attitude, he swallowed his words.

Lin Yan added from the side.

"And that stinky fish."

"Although it stank, it was still killed by the shockwave."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight shuddered again.

Rotten fish.

The seventh incarnation of Jin Chanzi.

He dared not mention it.

If you mention it, the Sage of Guidance would probably climb out of Mount Sumeru and vomit again.

Lin Huang paused for a moment.

"Yes, there's also a special aquarium compensation fee."

"One hundred thousand."

Lin Dasheng was dissatisfied.

"Only 100,000? Doesn't that fish taste like your own people's?"

Lin Yan nodded seriously.

"It smells like a bald monk."

Lin Huang thought for a moment, then dialed a few more times.

"Then let's call it the internal loss and management fee of the Western Church."

"Add another 200,000."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight almost couldn't catch his breath.

Why should we compensate Pangu Palace if our own people are killed by our own people?

But all five pairs of eyes were fixed on him.

He simply didn't dare to ask.

Lin Huang's calculations went more and more smoothly.

"Thirdly, after my eighteenth brother captured Mahasthamaprapta as his mount, the Western Sect attempted to steal it back."

He looked up and glanced at Bodhi Patriarch.

Bodhi Patriarch's heart skipped a beat, and he almost broke the brush in his hand.

Lin Huang said calmly, "Although it was this poor old man who did it, the taste is the same, so it's a shared responsibility of your Western Religion."

Bodhi Patriarch's face turned green.

A poor old man.

These three words are even more hurtful than calling him a bald monk.

Sunlight Bodhisattva glanced at Bodhi Patriarch and cursed inwardly.

Uncle-Master, it's one thing that you failed to save someone, but why did you add items to the bill?

Lin Huang moved the abacus beads very quickly.

"Attempted theft of a mount, fined 500,000."

"You ruined my eighteenth brother's trip, 200,000."

"You've wasted my seventh and eighth brothers' martial arts training time, 200,000."

Lin Wu looked up.

"My time is worth more than two hundred thousand."

Lin Huang nodded.

"Seventh Brother is right."

"Change it to 500,000."

The heart of the Bodhisattva of Sunlight is bleeding.

They've already started charging per person before the fight even begins.

Lin Jian remained calm.

"And me too."

Lin Huang continued to revise.

"Then add another 500,000."

The darkness before the eyes of the Bodhisattva of Sunlight became even more severe.

Lin Dasheng squatted on the white lion's head and reached out to pat the unicorn's horn.

"Big Lion, did you hear me?"

"You're really valuable."

The Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta lay prostrate on the ground, his eyes filled with humiliation.

He wanted to die.

But he won't die.

His Bodhisattva status was still deep within his primordial spirit, suppressed by Lin Dasheng's dragon tendon reins, and his physical body was completely suppressed by the bloodline of the Chaos Demon Ape.

Now he doesn't even dare to shake his head.

Lin Huang turned the abacus a couple more times, then snapped it shut.

"total."

"Three million top-grade immortal stones."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight suddenly looked up.

"Three million?"

"Why don't you just rob it?"

He regretted it as soon as the words left his mouth.

The air went still for a moment.

Lin Dasheng blinked.

Lin Yan blinked as well.

Lin Wu pressed the tip of his spear forward an inch.

Lin Jian's Heavenly Eye began to gather silver light.

Lin Huang, on the other hand, looked completely at ease.

"Aren't we robbing right now?"

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight froze.

Bodhi Patriarch looked up at the sky, feeling a wave of despair wash over him.

Lin Dasheng was so happy that he kept patting the white lion's head.

"Fourteenth Brother is right."

"We're openly robbing, which is much better than your sneaky methods in the West."

Lin Yan still wasn't satisfied.

"You're even chanting scriptures while you're kidnapping people."

"We don't waste words when we're robbing."

Lin Wu spoke coldly.

"Pay the money."

As soon as those two words were uttered, the protective aura of the Bodhisattva of Sunlight almost shattered on the spot.

He finally understood what it meant to reason with bandits and end up in their den.

He had considered many possibilities before he came.

For example, Lin Dasheng made an exorbitant demand.

For example, the identity of Bodhi Patriarch was exposed.

For example, a few children wanted to beat him up.

But he didn't expect that the other party was so familiar with the process.

Issue a ticket.

Calculate the project.

Fixed amount.

This is hardly a naughty child.

This is the formalized robbery department of Pangu Temple.

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the humiliation in his heart.

"Three million top-grade immortal stones is too much."

"This humble monk does not have that many on him."

Lin Huang looked up.

"How much do you have?"

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight hesitated for a moment, then took out a storage bowl from his robes.

This is his accumulated wealth over many years.

Inside are Buddha relics, Vajra sand, several protective magic items, and some top-grade immortal stones.

Before coming, he was thinking of using these things to make some money and to put on a show of respect as a great bodhisattva.

Now it's only good for saving my life.

With a swipe of Lin Huang's five-colored divine light, the storage bowl flew directly into his hand.

He opened it and glanced at it, his disdain undisguised.

"poverty."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight felt a tightness in his chest as if struck by this word.

Lin Huang flipped through it again.

"Eighty thousand top-grade immortal stones."

"Three Buddha relics, of average quality."

"Two bags of corundum, with many impurities."

"A broken, luminous pearl with a crack."

"There are also a few monks' robes, which have a strong smell."

"These items are worth at most 120,000 yuan after discounts."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight almost panicked.

"Those three Buddha relics are the culmination of this humble monk's many years of practice; they are far more than 120,000!"

Lin Huang looked up at him.

"Who are you selling it to?"

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight paused.

Lin Huang said very seriously, "In our Pangu Temple, everything from the bald monks is discounted."

Lin Yan delivered the finishing blow.

"There's also an additional deodorization fee."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight suddenly felt darkness before his eyes and nearly fell from mid-air.

Lin Dasheng grew impatient.

"Fourteenth Brother, don't waste your breath on him."

"If you don't have money, stay and be a second mount."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight instantly straightened his body.

"This humble monk can write an IOU."

Bodhi Patriarch closed his eyes.

It’s over.

Western religions are in debt again.

The saint's debt has not yet been repaid, and now the Bodhisattva is starting to write another debt.

This Western religion is probably going to be working for the Pangu Temple for generations to come.

Lin Huang became interested.

"An IOU?"

Lin Jian offered a gentle reminder.

"Write down the interest rate clearly."

Lin Dasheng immediately replied, "I know, nine out and thirteen back."

Lin Yan added.

"If you don't pay back, we'll burn down your old house."

Lin Wu thought for a moment.

"If you don't pay, we'll beat you."

Lin Huang nodded, extremely satisfied.

"The rules are complete."

The lips of the Bodhisattva of Sunlight tasted bitter.

He suddenly realized that he was lucky to be able to get back alive today.

He raised his hand and conjured a golden Buddhist script IOU. Halfway through writing it, Lin Huang suddenly reached out and stopped him.

"etc."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight felt a pang of anxiety.

"What's wrong now?"

Lin Huang pointed to the white lion.

"Are you asking for the redemption of the entire mount, or just a part of it?"

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight was stunned.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Dasheng chuckled and gently tapped the white lion's horn with his golden cudgel.

"It means the prices are different."

"If you want to take all of this big lion away, three million is just the opening price."

A very bad premonition suddenly arose in the heart of the Bodhisattva of Sunlight.

Lin Huang flipped through the abacus and said slowly, "If you only need to redeem a few items, the price can be reduced."

Sunlight Bodhisattva looked at Mahasthamaprapta.

A glimmer of hope instantly appeared in Mahasthamaprapta's eyes.

He wanted to leave.

He wanted to leave even if it meant sacrificing half of his cultivation.

Lin Dasheng, however, pressed down on the white lion's head, his smile extremely irritating.

"Make things clear first."

"I, Old Sun, am quite used to riding this lion."

"Anyone who wants to take the whole thing will have to pay extra."

The hand of the Bodhisattva of Sunlight holding the IOU froze in mid-air.

Just then, from the direction of Mount Sumeru in the distance, an extremely faint fluctuation of a sage's decree entered the depths of the Bodhisattva Sunlight's primordial spirit along the causal line.

The guide's voice was so weak it sounded like he was about to die.

"Preserve the position of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva."

"The physical body...we'll discuss that later."

The face of the Bodhisattva of Sunlight turned pale instantly.

Lin Huang looked at him, and the abacus beads clicked softly.

"Have you thought it through?"