I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 20. I, Xia Feng, do not live off women!
Although the atmosphere of the Rokuo-sha is very depressing, they are quite generous when it comes to money.

After Xia Feng handed over the Life Fruit, the finance department bought it from him for 20% of the market average price, which is 120,000.

Besides its ability to prolong life, the Life Fruit is also a raw material for many medicines and an essential ingredient for scientific research in the company's experimental department.

As for the Wisdom Fruit, it was priced at 1 Imperial Coins per fruit on the market. Since it was clearly priced on many online shopping platforms, the Finance Department directly bought out all the Wisdom Fruits in his hands at the price of 1 each.

A total of twelve, which adds up to 12 Imperial Coins.

Looking at the 240,140.3 Imperial Coins in his bank card, Xia Feng was filled with emotion. The adventurer profession was really lucrative; it had lifted him out of poverty in an instant.

If I go into the Evil Dragon Forest a few more times, wouldn't I become a millionaire overnight?

However, after thinking about it, he felt it was not very feasible. After all, the reason why they were able to find the Tree of Wisdom and the Tree of Life was entirely because the experts in the society had already explored the forest, surveyed the location, and drawn a map.

Therefore, this 240,000 is actually a benefit given to the winner by the Six-Tailed Company.

There aren't many extraordinary trees in the Evil Dragon Forest, and they're not as easy to find as you might imagine.

But that doesn't matter anymore. Now that he has so much money, it should be enough for him to buy the raw materials to build the "Gate to the World".

But there was a problem that bothered him: the fading ink and the blood of the spotted fish were both easy to buy, and he only spent 30,000 yuan to buy two grams of each.

However, Boundless Stones are extremely dangerous and prohibited items; trading Boundless Stones can result in imprisonment! In severe cases, it can even lead to a death sentence!
To prevent the invasion of the Nightmare Realm, the entire District 51 was shrouded in a defensive light net called the "Boundless Realm".

The core material for constructing the Boundless Realm is the Boundless Stone.

This thing is extremely rare; every bit used reduces its value, and it is an item that is strictly prohibited from being traded by the empire.

If anyone discovers the Boundless Stone Mine anywhere, the mine belongs to the Empire.

Of course, the Empire will also offer a fair bounty.

Generally speaking, 1g of Limitless Stone is equal to 10 bounties.

Therefore, both mining Wuliang ore and smuggling Wuliang stone are undoubtedly extremely profitable industries.

Okay, now here's the question!

Where can I buy this prohibited item?

Xia Feng sat in the classroom, listening to the lecture while lost in thought.

Okay, that's all for today's lesson.

Professor Freya shook the spirit bell, and the students scattered like birds in flight. Xia Feng got up to leave, but was suddenly called back:
"Xia Feng, please stay for a moment."

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The lecture hall quickly emptied of other people. Professor Freya was dressed in professional attire today, her white shirt cinched tightly by a black pencil skirt, paired with black high heels, exuding an intellectual and capable air.

In a flash, she moved from the podium to Xia Feng's desk, leaning slightly over the table, her deep eyes fixed on Xia Feng.

"..." Her imposing manner was overwhelming. Xia Feng swallowed hard and shrank back slightly. "Teacher, please don't do this. I'm scared."

After a long silence, she asked earnestly, "Xia Feng, do you have any dreams?"

"Ideals? Of course I have them."

"Oh? What is it?"

"I want to be a lazy bum who does nothing but eat and sleep, and makes money while lying down!" Xia Feng clenched his fist, his eyes shining with idealism.

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Freya hadn't expected such a unique ideal. "So, Xia Feng, do you crave power?"

"Huh?" Xia Feng stared at the woman suspiciously. "Teacher, what exactly do you want to say? Just say it."

Freya pursed her lips and pondered for a moment before asking, "What have you thought about what we discussed last time?"

"Consider? What?" Xia Feng was stunned.

"Of course, you'll become my personal disciple!" The woman's mature face showed slight anger as she slammed her hand on the table in displeasure. "Xia Feng, it seems you've been ignoring your teacher's words!"

She had found out about Xia Feng and Qi Xiao's encounter last night; this guy was definitely a genius, and she trusted her judgment. "Ahem~ Teacher, don't rush me, I'm still considering it," Xia Feng said awkwardly. "Well, I've made up my mind!"

"Hmm?" The red-haired woman's eyes lit up.

Xia Feng said earnestly, "Teacher Fu, thank you for your kindness, but I really have no interest in swordsmanship. In addition, I have to do several part-time jobs to earn money, so I really don't have time to learn swordsmanship from you."

The red-haired woman frowned slightly: "Part-time job? Are you that poor?"

"No, of course I'm not poor now." Xia Feng's expression darkened, and he said in a low voice, "I'm an orphan. Although I was adopted by a foster father, he doesn't provide for my living expenses, so teacher, I—"

Snapped--

A black and gold bank card was slapped on the table. The red-haired woman, with a mature yet serious expression, asked, "One million, is that enough?"

Xia Feng: "."

This was the first time Xia Feng had ever seen a teacher pay to take on an apprentice. He struggled to look away from the bank card, his expression equally serious and righteous:
"Teacher Fu, although I'd like to make money while lying down, I have a very healthy stomach and I don't want to be a kept man!"

Snapped--

Freya slapped the platinum bank card on the table and narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly: "Two million."

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Teacher Fu, is this how you test the cadres?!
Xia Feng was truly convinced. He actually wanted to accept it, but once he became a disciple, the chances of the truth that he was actually a cultivation idiot being discovered would greatly increase.

Seeing that he remained silent, Freya took a deep breath and snapped—

The third one, rose gold!
“Three million. That’s all the teacher has in the world, that’s all.” The red-haired woman said earnestly, looking at the boy in front of her with endless expectation in her eyes.

All
family property?!
"Teacher, you're going to get easily swindled out of everything if you keep doing this." Xia Feng frowned and shook his head, but then suddenly remembered something and looked up hesitantly, "Teacher Fu, do you know about the Boundless Stone?"

"Boundless Stone?"

The red-haired woman's expression immediately turned serious, her delicate brows furrowing. "This is contraband. Why are you asking about this? Did you find it?"

Seeing Freya's sudden change to a sharp and dignified demeanor, Xia Feng's heart skipped a beat. He coughed and quickly shook his head, "How could that be? Nothing like that. I was just asking out of curiosity."

I almost forgot, besides being a professor at the academy, Freya is also the captain of the Eighth Squad of the Holy Department, a unit specifically responsible for smuggling supernatural items.

Seeing Xia Feng change the subject and avoid discussing the matter of taking on disciples, Freya remained silent for a moment, then said softly:
"More important than making money is learning more skills in college. Think about it again. You can come back to talk to me when you've thought it through."

With that, she shook her head, didn't linger any longer, and turned to leave.

"Teacher, wait!"

"Hmm?" Freya turned around abruptly, blinked, and a light shone in her slightly dim eyes. "You've figured it out?"

Xia Feng helplessly pointed to the three cards on the table: "Your assets."

Freya: "."

After the teacher left, Xia Feng sat quietly in the same spot, regretting his life of being a kept man for a full ten seconds before getting up and leaving as well.

However, after turning just one corner, he vaguely heard a strange, off-key singing coming from around the next corner.

"That voice sounds familiar."

He followed the sound of the singing with a puzzled look.

But after thinking about it, he still used "Concealment" and "Bronze Mask" on himself.

Conceal and hide one's form.

The bronze mask reduces his presence; even a field of force capable of omnidirectional detection might overlook his existence.

Soon, the humanoid figure, only a semi-transparent outline, passed through the garden rockery and arrived at a classroom at the end of the corridor.

[3601~3602 Spirit Song Society, no unauthorized personnel allowed]

Through the glass window under the door plaque, he saw the back of a woman in a black dress.

Is that Mu Qingtong?
(End of this chapter)