After the gift-giving ended, Qi Xiu watched as Huang Yan rode the clouds and departed, the corners of his mouth slowly curling up. He turned towards the golden skyscraper in front of him, softly murmuring:
"The cultivation world isn't all about fighting and killing, it's about human relationships..."
Buzz—
Pushing open the massive golden door before him, which weighed tens of thousands of pounds, Qi Xiu felt as if he had stepped into a realm of gold as the golden light showered upon him.
Beneath his feet were layers upon layers of thick, sprawling golden copper coins. Trees swayed in the wind, their branches laden with gold ingots forming a dense forest, countless in number. In the distance, mountains of gold and silver stretched into a range, replacing the sun and radiating a dazzling brilliance.
A roaring jade river flowed tumultuously, its splashing droplets solidifying into flawless, translucent jade upon hitting the ground.
