My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

At this time, Zhaoguo Prime Minister's Mansion

Wan Sutong remembered an important thing. When she was watching TV dramas, she saw that every time a deity was promoted to a higher realm, there was a thunder tribulation. Could there be the same in this world?

Wan Sutong quickly asked, "System, are there thunder tribulations in this world? There can't really be ninety-nine thunder tribulations!"

The system chuckled and said, "Yes, there are, but it is still relatively humane. There are only two thunder tribulations. The first one is at the Golden Core Great Perfection, with thirty-seven thunder tribulations, and the second one is at the True God Realm, with seventy-four thunder tribulations."

Wan Sutong nodded, "Oh~ So that's how it is. Then Zhao Jinghua must have already experienced the thunder tribulation." However, just when Wan Sutong thought it was very humane, he heard the system sigh, "But there are quite a few cultivators who fell in the second thunder tribulation, and very few can successfully ascend."

Wan Sutong frowned slightly. "Then is there anyone who chooses not to ascend?"

The system nodded and said, "Yes, as long as you keep your realm at the ninth level of Demigod, your life span will be ten times longer than that of an ordinary person. However, there are also cultivators who have reached the realm of True God but have no thunder tribulation and therefore cannot ascend."

Wan Sutong was very shocked "Why is that!"

There was a sound of shuffling papers from the system, and soon a screen appeared saying "Let's take him as an example"

The man on the screen was tall, wearing a crimson cloak with a floral pattern, and the collar of the cloak had a red fox fur collar. His long white hair was draped behind him, and he had a golden half mask on his face, revealing only the right side of his face. He had ink-colored straight eyebrows, deep phoenix eyes, and golden pupils like galaxies, which carried a hint of murderous intent. He had a high nose bridge and a slightly raised mouth, looking very noble and cold.

Wan Sutong was shocked by his outfit. "Isn't he hot in summer?"

The system sighed, "This is what he was wearing before he died. His name was Han Yaoyu, the first generation leader of the Yaoyu Sect. Because the sword he used was called Ghost Blade and he liked to wear red, he was called the Ghost Bridegroom. He was born in Beili Country. Before he came of age, he performed on stage in the Pear Garden. Later, he was adopted by the leader of the first sect. At the age of thirty-five, he founded the Yaoyu Sect. At the age of forty-nine, he reached the realm of a true god, but because he had a demon in his heart, no thunder tribulation descended. He was more than four hundred years old when he died, but for some reason he never married. He used to have long black hair, but as he grew older, his appearance did not change, but his hair color would change accordingly."

Wan Sutong nodded and asked in confusion, "If you are not at the True God level, you can live for a thousand years. Why did Han Yaoyu die when he was more than four hundred years old?"

The system sighed, "He was accidentally killed by his adopted son."

Wan Sutong said in shock, "Huh?"

The system nodded. "His adopted son went astray and mistook Han Yaoyu for the murderer of his father. He stabbed Han Yaoyu in the heart when she was off guard. By the time he regained consciousness, Han Yaoyu had already died with her eyes open. In her hand, she was still holding the newly created long sword, the Ghost Blade. It was a pity that he was one step too late."

Wan Sutong shuddered after hearing this. "Oh my God... That's too scary. I have to be on guard at all times and stay away from those who are possessed."

The system sighed and patted its chest, "Host, rest assured, with this system here, this system is keeping an eye on all directions and listening to all directions."

Wan Sutong chuckled after hearing this and said, "You don't have eyes or ears either, hahahahaha"

The system coughed awkwardly. "This is my virtual form. Do you want to enter the space of this system and take a look?"

Wan Sutong was very excited. "Is it really possible?"

The system nodded, and in an instant Wan Sutong came to a house full of codes. In front of the operating table sat a little girl of about five or six years old. She had black hair tied in a fishbone braid, willow-shaped eyebrows, a pair of round eyes that were very cute, a nose that was as perfect as a sculpture, and small lips the size of grapes. She was wearing a light pink puffy skirt and a pair of white sandals on her feet. When the system saw Wan Sutong, it jumped down from the chair and said, "Welcome host, this is what I look like when I return to the space. Do I look good?"

Wan Sutong walked up to the system and held it in her arms. "You are so cute. Let me kiss you." Then she kissed the system's soft face.

The system was a little shy when being kissed, so it lowered its head quickly and said in a baby voice, "Host, can you put me down?" Wan Sutong giggled, "It would be nice if you were like this outside." After saying that, Wan Sutong sighed, "Are you still doing tasks here before you can go home?"

The system shook its head and smiled sweetly, "I am just a piece of code, but this system is older than you. I am just set to be five years old, but I have been created for one hundred and thirty years."

Wan Sutong nodded and said, "I thought you were the same as me."

The system shook its head. "No, I can also use this image, but it will be seen by others. My eighth host told others that I was his daughter, thus avoiding the arranged marriage that was arranged by my family."

Wan Sutong was instantly motivated. "Really? With you, I don't have to marry the unborn prince!" After she finished speaking, the system sighed, "But he is a man. If he goes out to make a living and has a child, his family will think it is a good thing. If he is a woman, she will be accused of not being a good wife. This is the injustice of this world."

Wan Sutong nodded and said dejectedly, "So it's a man... I thought it was a woman." At this time, Wan Sutong noticed another room full of shelves. Wan Sutong's eyes lit up instantly, "Are those things I can exchange?"

The system nodded. "Yes, but these are just objects. The food is in the code base."

Wan Sutong chuckled and said, "Do you have a long sword?"

The system was silent for a moment after hearing this. "Yes, but they are all ordinary iron swords. I think you want a sword like Zhao Jinghua's?"

Wan Sutong nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes."

The system pouted and shook its head. "A sword must be forged by someone, or taken to a cultivator's underground palace. Some capable cultivators will forge a sword before they die, and their descendants will insert the sword into the treasure room of the underground palace. If the descendants can pull out the sword, it means they have obtained the approval of the sword's owner. Han Yaoyu's long sword is in a cave in the secret realm of Yaoyumen. So far, no one has been able to pull it out, only because Han Yaoyu died unwillingly and did not want to pass on the sword to anyone."

Wan Sutong nodded, "So the Suihua Sword was directly inherited?"

The system shook its head and said, "No, the Suihua Sword has a scabbard, and no one can pull it out except the destined person."

Wan Sutong nodded and said, "I thought anyone could use it."

The system chuckled and said, "Host, you are a little too naive." After saying this, the system sent Wan Sutong back. "This system will find a sword suitable for you, but it does not guarantee that you can draw the sword." Wan Sutong looked out the window and nodded, looking forward to the day when he would reach a certain level of strength and venture into the martial arts world.

This is when Luo Lin walked into Wan Sutong's room and asked, "Miss, are you worried about something?"

Wan Sutong turned around and looked at Luo Lin. "Sister Luo, what do you think the Jianghu is like?"

Luo Lin shook her head and said, "I don't know much about it either, but I heard from the storyteller that the martial arts world is even more cruel than the imperial palace, and it's a place where people are eaten without leaving any bones behind."

Wan Sutong nodded and silently asked the system in her heart, "Really?"

The system nodded. "As long as you don't get involved in disputes, there won't be much danger."

Seeing Wan Sutong didn't speak, Luo Lin thought she was frightened and said, "Miss, don't worry. With your status, people in the martial arts world won't dare to act recklessly."

Wan Sutong shook her head and said, "No, Sister Luo, I'm just worried that there will be danger when I venture into the martial arts world in the future."

Luo Lin was stunned for a moment. "I'm afraid the master and the lady will not agree to the young lady entering the martial arts world."

The system also nodded and said, "I have analyzed Wan Yanzhong's personality. There is a 95% chance that Wan Yanzhong will not agree, but there is also a 5% chance that he will agree."

Wan Sutong sighed and looked at Luo Lin, "I'm just talking."