Douluo Continent: Kunxu Descends, Second-Player Players Are Stunned

"Now that you're awake, just sign it!"

The orange cat conjured a piece of paper out of thin air, placed it in front of Bibi Dong, and without giving her a chance to resist, grabbed her finger and pressed it onto the paper.

"The contract is valid, it's signed."

Bibi Dong: So, what is the significance of asking this question?

Orange cat: Just going through the motions.

Ghostly's lips twitched; he was already used to the God of Wealth's actions.

We're all just working people; let's finish this order as soon as possible and get off work early.

The ghostly figure casually arranged the immortal herbs, thoughtfully placed a test tube into the soul guide ring, and slipped it onto Bibi Dong's hand: "Child, you are the most promising soul master I have ever seen."

"Hmm?" For some reason, Bibi Dong had a bad feeling.

The next moment, the ghostly figure grinned, his already frightening face becoming even more terrifying: "At only six years old, you've accumulated a debt of nearly five billion gold soul coins! Throughout the Spirit Hall's nearly one thousand-year history, no one has ever accomplished this! You're simply a genius!"

How much? How much do you want?

Bibi Dong doubted that she was hard of hearing.

They owe nearly five billion gold soul coins!

What does this mean?

As the last Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong clearly remembered that the total number of Spirit Masters on the continent did not exceed 80,000, and the Spirit Hall distributed no more than 500 million gold spirit coins on behalf of the two great empires each year!

Five billion...

"Grandpa Bishop, are you making fun of me?"

"How could that be!" the ghostly figure vehemently denied, pointing to the soul-guiding ring. "His Holiness the Pope specially collected many rare and precious herbs that are tens of thousands of years old to compensate for the deficiencies in your body. You just signed a contract under the witness of the God of Wealth; from this day forward, His Holiness the Pope is your creditor!"

Qian Xunji is her creditor?!

For a fleeting moment, Bibi Dong wished she would never wake up.

She would rather sleep for the rest of her life than serve as a slave to Qian Xunji in order to pay off her debts.

Bibi Dong looked distressed as the orange cat thoughtfully handed her the bill and a backup contract, remarking, "The annual interest rate is only 1.2%, that's really low."

Bibi Dong asked in confusion, "Annual interest?"

The orange cat pulled out a memory stone and an unopened calculator: "Need a Soul Guide Calculator and a user manual? With this, you won't need to rack your brains calculating annual interest! A friendly price of 50 gold soul coins."

"Huh?" Bibi Dong was even more confused.

The orange cat waved its chubby paw, "Payment received."

Then, it handed the Soul Guide Calculator to Bibi Dong, gripped the Memory Stone with its claws, and tapped it on Bibi Dong's forehead.

Soon, a special scene appeared in Bibi Dong's spiritual sea.

This is a tutorial on using the Soul Guide Calculator.

Is this a case of forced buying and selling?

Bibi Dong subconsciously touched the money pouch on her body, and sure enough, the borrowed gold soul coins were much less, even less than fifty!

How much of her money was stolen?

Is there no one to uphold justice?

The orange cat looked Bibi Dong up and down, its eyes filled with curiosity.

She doesn't look like someone who's rich.

But don't the stories say that reborn Old Deng is the most likely to get gold coins? How come he only encounters losers!

Ghost took out the Spirit Hall's public card and swiped it on the machine at the counter.

"Lord Orange Cat, the handling fee has been paid. I'll take Bibi Dong back to the Spirit Hall first."

"Okay." The orange cat sighed regretfully and waved its paw dismissively.

Customers who don't have money don't deserve to waste my work time!

A flash of white light appeared, and Bibi Dong arrived at an unfamiliar palace. But after taking a few steps outside, she saw the familiar Martial Soul Plaza.

The ghost grabbed Bibi Dong and thoughtfully used its soul power to cover her hair to prevent her from turning into a water ghost before flying towards the Papal Palace.

At this moment, Qian Xunji was practicing Tai Chi, muttering to himself, "A must-learn skill for working people: you must learn Tai Chi while working!"

Bibi Dong: This person is mentally ill!

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope." The ghost bowed respectfully.

Seeing that Bibi Dong did not kneel, he pulled her back and made the distracted little girl prostrate herself on the ground.

"Hey, are you alright?" Qian Xunji heard the voice, turned his head to look, and saw Bibi Dong lying sprawled on the ground. He immediately laughed.

The ghostly figure flattered, "She's expressing her utmost respect to His Majesty! She's utterly filled with admiration!"

"I know I'm wise." Qian Xunji held out his hand, gesturing for Gui Mei to bring him his backup contract. "Give me the thing."

"Yes." The ghost presented it.

Qian Xunji glanced at it and was dumbfounded.

"The Water of Life is so expensive! One drop is worth thirty million gold soul coins!"

Thinking of that sea of ​​life, Qian Xunji couldn't help but complain, "Selling water really can make you rich!"

Bibi Dong noticed that the contract in Qian Xunji's hand looked familiar, and she seemed to have a copy herself, so she took it out of her soul tool to examine it.

Then she saw an outrageous bill—a bottle of Water of Life worth over 48 billion Gold Soul Coins!

"This is robbery!"

The ghostly figure gave her a cold glance: "The appraiser at the Temple of the God of Wealth said that below the divine level, a single drop of the Water of Life can bring the dead back to life. Do you know how expensive treasures of this level are?"

A miraculous recovery...

A glint of greed flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes. When she looked up at Qian Xunji again, that familiar, repulsive face suddenly transformed into a glowing gold soul coin, leaving her somewhat mesmerized.

Is this the foundation of a strong person?

"Your Holiness, please accept my bow!"

Disciple… Qian Xunji’s body stiffened.

The traitors will never give up their desire to destroy us!

"I don't accept apprentices." Qian Xunji took out the contract and waved it in front of Bibi Dong. "Kid, you don't think you can get rid of your debts by becoming my apprentice, do you? Remember to pay me 60 million in interest every year."

"Copper Soul Coins?" Bibi Dongxu exclaimed.

Qian Xunji gritted his teeth: "What bronze soul coins? They're gold soul coins!"

Gold Soul Coins...

Bibi Dong suddenly felt that dying at Jialing Pass might be a good thing, at least she wouldn't have to bear a huge debt.

"Can I sell myself to pay off my debts?"

A genius with innate full soul power and twin martial souls should be worth 200 million on the market, right?

"She's not pretty, but she's got pretty dreams!" Qian Xunji returned to the palace with disdain.

Who the hell wants to let an ungrateful bastard get something for nothing?!

"Ghost, show Bibi Dong the rules and procedures of the Spirit Hall. In a few days, send her to the Spirit Academy to study as a first-year student."

"It seems she's running out of money. Remember to ask the college to allocate a student loan for her."

Student loans?

I recognize each word, but when they're put together, they sound a bit unfamiliar!

Bibi Dong was still racking her brains for new words when she heard the Golden Soul Coin head blabbering: "After the loan arrives, you accompany her to buy whale glue, all kinds of vintages, refine it, and feed it to her. As for whether she can eat it, and when to feed it... if you're unsure, go ask Yue Guan. If you do it well, I'll reward you both with the Water of Life!"

vicious!

How could whale gelatin, a drug used to enhance pleasure, be used on a six-year-old girl?

Bibi Dong glared at Qian Xunji with resentment, but he didn't seem to care at all.

"I've heard that whale glue can enhance a Soul Master's physique, thereby increasing the lifespan of Soul Ring absorption. But I don't know if the process of whale glue transforming a Soul Master's body is instantaneous or gradual, nor do I know if ordinary Soul Masters can withstand the medicinal power of thousand-year or ten-thousand-year whale glue."

At this point, Qian Xunji paused, picked up his cup, and took a sip of tea.

Bibi Dong's body trembled, and an unbelievable thought surfaced in her mind—

Could it be that Qian Xunji wants her to be a test subject for the drug?

She's only six years old!

The next moment, all that could be heard was: "You and Yue Guan are both high-level Soul Douluos. Even if something goes wrong when the little brat is testing the medicine, the two of you can protect her meridians. The worst-case scenario is that you feed her the Water of Life—in short, as long as she doesn't die."

The ghostly figure inquired, "Your Majesty, was the money for the whale glue paid from the Spirit Hall's public accounts?"

Qian Xunji sneered: "Why use public funds? Let that brat buy it with his student loan!"