Ya Zi was bewildered by this unexpected occurrence.

She completely failed to notice that as Ling Xiaoyue spread her arms, she also blocked her view.

Fang Zhou directly took out the gourd, aiming it at Ling Xiaoyue and Ya Zi.

Ling Xiaoyue suddenly turned around, grabbed Ya Zi's shoulders, and fiercely infused True Qi into her body.

"You!!"

Ya Zi's face changed dramatically, instantly realizing she had been deceived.

She wanted to mobilize True Qi to detonate her Golden Core, but it was disrupted by the True Qi infused by Ling Xiaoyue.

If this stalemate continued, Ya Zi would ultimately emerge victorious.

But Ling Xiaoyue only needed to delay for a short time.

Fang Zhou's gourd had already aimed at the two, with a sudden inhalation, directly sucking them into the gourd.

He shook the gourd, showing a relieved expression on his face, deeply exhaling.

Ya Zi was a dangerous enemy, one of the nine under the Demon Sect, definitely not to be released, or it would lead to endless troubles.

However, killing her wouldn't be easy; cultivators of the Golden Core Realm, if truly cornered, could detonate their Golden Core and perish together with their enemies.

If Ling Xiaoyue and Fang Zhou insisted on killing Ya Zi, she would undoubtedly detonate her Golden Core and pull the master and disciple along with her.

Therefore, when Ya Zi intended to surrender, Fang Zhou and Ling Xiaoyue swiftly communicated using Divine Sense, planning to stage a drama of master-disciple betrayal to confuse Ya Zi, seizing the opportunity to suck her into the gourd.

The plan succeeded well, Ya Zi was bewildered by the master and disciple, and was controlled closely by Ling Xiaoyue, making it too late to attempt detonating her Golden Core.

Inside the gourd, even if she was in the Golden Core Realm, she had to obey meekly.

The mountains below were devastated, countless monsters emerging from the ground were dead, not even leaving behind bodies.

The Three-headed Dragon, meant to be the final boss, crawled back into the volcano to hide at this moment.

The carefully prepared game by Demon Suppression Saint completely turned into a mere backdrop.

Fang Zhou did not hurry to eliminate the Three-headed Dragon; instead, he entered the gourd, intending to first figure out Ya Zi's purpose.

Inside the gourd space, Ling Xiaoyue was smiling mischievously, taunting and verbally attacking Ya Zi.

Ya Zi was furious, but inside this gourd space, she was like a lamb to the slaughter, unable to even mobilize True Qi to detonate her Golden Core.

"Disciple, we've caught a big fish here."

Seeing Fang Zhou enter, Ling Xiaoyue exclaimed in an extremely excited tone, "Do you guess how much the Demon Sect would pay to ransom her back?"

Thinking about the ransom the moment they caught the enemy, this woman's greedy nature was truly helpless.

Normally, Fang Zhou would certainly have mocked her, but not long ago, he had just witnessed Ling Xiaoyue improving her skills using money.

Thinking he finally understood why she was greedy and where the money she coveted went.

Nima, isn't this just a pay-to-win player?

Paying money on the spot to directly enhance combat capability, seeing such cheeky moves in the Cultivation World was beyond what he imagined.

Oddly enough, Ling Xiaoyue's aura began to recede, falling out of the third stage of the Golden Core Realm, becoming equal to Fang Zhou in the Core Formation Stage.

"What's the deal with you? Why can your power and realm be enhanced with money?"

Fang Zhou directly questioned, now was a good opportunity to ask Ling Xiaoyue about her origin.

Ling Xiaoyue laughed heartily, trying to brush it off: "Because master cultivates Wealth God Tao, using money naturally enhances the realm, this martial art depends on talent, you have no chance to learn, give up."

As she spoke, she attempted to slip away but was dragged back by Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou stared into her eyes seriously, "Tell me the truth, and I can share a portion of the earned money with you in the future, otherwise, you won't get a penny."

Ling Xiaoyue was slightly startled, her expression sank: "Are you threatening your master?"

Fang Zhou remained unfazed: "Two million a year."

Ling Xiaoyue sneered coldly: "A mere two million, you think you can bribe your master?"

"One and a half million."

"No... wait, why did it decrease?"

"One million."

Ling Xiaoyue directly covered Fang Zhou's mouth: "Three million, and I'll tell you everything!"

Fang Zhou looked at her with disdain.

Three million a year? Dream on!

Ling Xiaoyue knew her demand was slightly excessive, she smiled in a negotiating manner: "Everything is negotiable, if you feel three million is too much, two million nine hundred fifty thousand isn't impossible."

Fang Zhou pulled away Ling Xiaoyue's hand, sneering: "Two hundred, this is the last chance, if you don't agree, we'll break ties."

Ling Xiaoyue's eyes showed a struggle, but she gritted her teeth in the end: "Deal!"

Two million, she wouldn't earn this much even after ten years, this deal was very worthwhile.

The master and disciple pushed Ya Zi, who was secretly listening, away before starting a candid conversation.

Ling Xiaoyue spoke in a mysterious tone: "Master uses a magic treasure called a pay-to-win system, don't go around talking about it."

"Pfft!"

Fang Zhou sprayed hearing this name.

He glared at Ling Xiaoyue: "Are you always playing me, finding amusement in my reactions?"

Even a pay-to-win system was mentioned, yet claiming not to be a transmigrator?

Fang Zhou couldn't believe Ling Xiaoyue hadn't identified him as a transmigrator from the start, still playing an act.

But Fang Zhou's accusations left Ling Xiaoyue bewildered: "What nonsense are you saying? When did your master play tricks on you?"

Still pretending?

Fang Zhou sneered: "Dare you swear you're not a transmigrator?"

Ling Xiaoyue laughed heartily, reaching out to feel Fang Zhou's forehead: "Did you get hit on the head, talking nonsense?"

Ling Xiaoyue's genuine demeanor puzzled Fang Zhou.

She could even mention a pay-to-win system, no reason not to admit her identity.

Fang Zhou frowned in thought, suddenly: "Do you like playing basketball?"

Ling Xiaoyue replied intuitively: "Don't like, master isn't a trainee... Hmm? What is basketball?"

Fang Zhou grabbed Ling Xiaoyue's shoulders, pulling her close, staring into her eyes, loudly asking: "Have you ever played on a computer? Own a smartphone? Taken a flight? A train? Answer me!"

Ling Xiaoyue initially wanted to kick Fang Zhou away, but his questions soon confused her.

"Who hasn't played on a computer... What computer... Sounds so familiar... What is a smartphone... Plane! Plane! Plane!"

Ling Xiaoyue held her head, eyes wide open, repeatedly mumbling the word plane.

Fang Zhou was about to speak when he suddenly felt a piercing headache, disordered images abruptly flashing through his mind.

The items he mentioned earlier flashed one by one, the final image was inside a constantly shaking airplane cabin.

Followed by a blaze of fire engulfing everything into darkness.

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