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Seeing that the others had misunderstood that he was only worried about the price, Qin Le had no choice but to explain further with a helpless expression.

"I'm not saying whether you can afford it or not." He lowered his voice to prevent those around him from hearing, "What I mean is... you can enjoy a state equivalent to drinking enlightenment tea once every two weeks, so it's a complete waste for you to spend your own money to buy it."

Upon hearing this, the group was taken aback.

Chen Yun was the first to react, tentatively asking, "You mean... the effect of your sermons is about the same as drinking this Enlightenment Tea?"

Qin Le nodded and smiled affirmatively: "Yes, it's about the same."

"..."

A silence fell over the group.

Over the past year, they have had the opportunity to listen to Qin Le preach every two weeks, and they have benefited the most from it.

That feeling of mental clarity, accelerated understanding, and the loosening of mental barriers is truly extraordinary.

They always took this for granted—after all, it was a sermon at the Golden Immortal level.

But they have never truly quantified the value of this kind of preaching.

They knew it was precious, but just how precious... because there was no point of reference, it remained a vague concept.

Until this moment, witnessing firsthand that tiny withered leaf being bid up to two hundred million, three hundred million, and still soaring on the auction stage, feeling the almost frenzied desire of the cultivators in the audience…

Only then did they realize with absolute clarity and concreteness just how significant the opportunities Qin Le provided to them regularly without expecting anything in return were!

"We...we ate so well..." Chu Xiaonan murmured, her voice filled with shock and bewilderment.

These words expressed the thoughts of the others.

Only now do they truly understand the extent of the top-tier resources they have been enjoying. Looking across the entire mortal realm, perhaps no one can compare to them.

"Alright, don't overthink it." Qin Le patted Chu Xiaonan's shoulder, her tone relaxed. "If you really feel bad, there's plenty of time in the future. You can find a chance to make it up to me slowly. I'm not rushing you."

His intention in bringing this up was not to burden them, but simply to remind them not to be blinded by the allure of external things and to overlook the more valuable resources they already possess.

"You're right." Wang Zhiheng took a deep breath and nodded with a smile. "There's still plenty of time ahead."

After becoming immortals, they have unlimited lifespans, giving them ample time to repay this kindness.

The others laughed too, the subtle sense of disappointment they felt from not being able to afford it quietly dissipating, replaced by a clarity and peace of mind after being enlightened.

Qin Le is right. What we should do now is take advantage of this opportunity to improve ourselves and seize that infinitely possible future.

With Qin Le's reminder, the group's gazes became much calmer when they looked at the Enlightenment Tea, whose price had soared to 500 million spirit stones.

Qin Le's sermons have the same or even better effect, and he does them once every two weeks...

What's there to be envious of?

In the end, this tea leaf of Enlightenment was auctioned off for a staggering 1.3 billion spirit stones to a kind-faced, serene old woman.

When Lu Qingshuang saw the old woman's face clearly, she couldn't help but raise her hand to her forehead, revealing a helpless yet amused expression.

Because that generous old woman was her own grandmother, the most powerful person in the Lu family at present, who had reached the perfect Earth Immortal realm and was only one step away from becoming a Celestial Immortal.

Clearly, Grandma was aiming to break through her limitations.

With the auction of the Enlightenment Tea concluded, the next items up for auction were rare and precious natural treasures, magical artifacts, and elixirs that would be considered quite good in the mortal world, but were rather ordinary in the eyes of Qin Le and his companions.

Time slipped away quietly with each raising of the paddle and each fall of the gavel.

When the last and most anticipated item was solemnly brought to the stage by the ceremonial staff, the atmosphere in the entire venue suddenly changed.

Before the treasure covered in red silk was even revealed, a chilling, fierce, and chilling aura had already permeated the entire venue, filling every corner.

Many cultivators with weaker cultivation levels even felt their breath catch and their spines go cold.

Sensing this familiar aura, Qin Le and Chen Yun simultaneously raised their eyebrows and exchanged a glance.

Chen Yun couldn't help but chuckle softly, "This thing... they actually brought it to the mortal realm for auction? The Alliance is really bold."

"It was a bit of a surprise." Qin Le nodded with a smile.

"Do you two know what that is?" Chu Xiaonan asked curiously as she leaned closer.

"That's a 'cursed creature'..." Qin Le explained softly to the group.

At the same time, the old man on the stage lifted the red silk, revealing a strange metal block the size of a fist, completely black, and seemingly able to absorb all light.

The old man began to explain in detail the origin of the evil creature.

Upon learning that it was the legendary ferocious beast, many cultivators in the venue, especially the weapon refiners, had their eyes blazing with renewed fervor.

After another round of fierce bidding, the dangerous artifact was finally sold for 570 million spirit stones.

Upon hearing the transaction price, Chen Yun clicked his tongue in astonishment: "This thing... is that valuable?"

"You really got a great deal back then," Qin Le said with a smile.

Back in Xianyuan Street, Chen Yun, guided by Nezha, spent 20,000 spirit stones to find a small, inferior, and much smaller ferocious object.

If it were put up for sale now, it would be worth at least tens of millions.

Of course, Chen Yun would not sell it. He didn't lack spirit stones, and he still had a great use for that small piece of the ferocious beast.

After enjoying the excitement of the auction, the group left the venue with the crowd and continued strolling around the mall.

At this moment, Qin Le looked at Wang Zhiheng and said with a smile, "Old Wang, you're treating us to dinner tonight. That'll count as fulfilling my 'little favor,' how about it?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhiheng immediately patted his chest and agreed, "No problem!"

Treating my friends to a meal is such an easy and enjoyable punishment.

After Qin Le started, the others also brought up their own small matters.

Some requests were for help running errands to buy specific drinks, while others were for help returning a book to the college library—all easy and simple requests that could be completed readily.

Wang Zhiheng agreed to all of them and quickly resolved most of the issues.

Finally, only Li Yanran hadn't made a request yet.

"Yanran, hurry up and tell us too, we're just waiting for you."

Wang Zhiheng looked at his Daoist partner with some urgency; he wanted to settle all his debts right now.

Li Yanran looked at him, revealing a sweet smile that inexplicably startled Wang Zhiheng: "My request... you will be my 'dress-up doll'!"

Wang Zhiheng's face turned pale instantly: "Again...again, in women's clothing?!"

The traumatic experience of dressing up as a woman last time is still fresh in my memory and can be considered a psychological trauma.

The others also looked at Li Yanran with curiosity, feeling that this punishment seemed to be a repeat of the same old trick.

"You'll see when we get there. Follow me." Li Yanran smiled slyly, keeping everyone in suspense, and turned to leave.

Wang Zhiheng followed with a deathly pale face, and Qin Le and the others followed with the intention of watching a good show.

Wang Zhiheng finally breathed a long sigh of relief when Li Yanran stopped in front of a beautifully decorated store that mainly sells men's fashion clothing, and his stiff shoulders instantly slumped.

"Sigh, what a pity. I thought I could see Old Wang's cross-dressing show again," Chen Yun sighed deliberately from the side, teasing him.

"Get out of here!" Wang Zhiheng glared at him irritably, but his mood brightened.

Afterwards, Li Yanran began to carefully select items in the store.

She has a discerning eye, choosing clothes that are either sophisticated, casual, or slightly designed. Each outfit fits Wang Zhiheng perfectly, highlighting his tall figure and handsome demeanor.

"It seems... Yanran is 'compensating' him."

Luo Qiuyue looked at Wang Zhiheng, who was being scrutinized by Li Yanran in front of the mirror in the store, and chuckled as she spoke to the people beside her.

Everyone smiled knowingly and nodded.

Clearly, Li Yanran used this method to both punish her partner and give him a handsome makeover, achieving two goals at once.

The costume change session ended in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

Afterwards, the group moved to Baiwei Plaza and found a well-regarded restaurant where they had a lively dinner together.

The bill was naturally settled promptly by today's loser, Wang Zhiheng.

The day's activities came to a close amidst laughter and joy. As night deepened, the group said their goodbyes and embarked on their journeys home.