Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 67: Chapter 67: The Pinnacle of the Demon Realm (2)

The burly man asked her fiercely where she found the person, and how he got in; Chuzheng answered according to the original host’s memories.

The burly man just thought she was lucky to have come across him by chance and, after giving her a warning, carried Lin Chen away.

Chuzheng tugged at her dirty clothes. This world…

In the Underground Demon City, there were quite a few demons with high cultivation levels, but all of these demons lived in Central City. The original host’s current location was on the outskirts of the Demon City, out of reach of those people.

According to the original host’s adoptive father, the Underground Demon City was extremely vast.

To go from the outer city to the inner city would take over a month, and getting from the inner city to the Central City would also require more than a month.

If one were to categorize based on the usual towns and villages, the original host’s location was akin to a small village…

And a very peripheral one at that.

So here’s the question: in a world where might makes right, how should one squander wealth?

[Main Quest: Miss, please spend five demon crystals within two hours.]

No sooner had Chuzheng’s thoughts settled than the voice from the King’s Account rang out.

[Miss, please move forward ten steps. The demon crystals have been delivered.]

Chuzheng: “…”

[…] King showing off smugly, you’re still you, King!

Chuzheng did as the King suggested and walked ten steps forward, rummaging through the corner rubbish to find a small bag.

The craftsmanship of the bag was exquisite, bearing totems that Chuzheng couldn’t understand. It bore no resemblance to any totems from this world that might exist in the original host’s memory.

This bag did not belong to this world.

It must belong to that Bastard…

[Miss, in the future, I will directly place the demon crystals in this bag. Don’t lose it, okay~]

The bag was light, almost as if it contained nothing.

Chuzheng opened the bag and found it contained black, pitch stones. Were these the demon crystals? They were quite ugly!

“What is this?” Chuzheng asked about the bag.

[Spatial Bag, Spatial Storage Bag, it’s something that can store items… well, Miss, whatever you like to call it, that’s what it will be.] King said crisply.

“Is it mine now?” Chuzheng weighed it in her hand. It was so light it almost had no weight, which should make it quite convenient for carrying things.

[No, it’s not. In some needed planes, I will issue it as a tool to Miss. If you want to own it, you can exchange it for Good Person Cards, just need ten cards.]

Chuzheng’s eyes narrowed slightly, and the temperature around seemed to fall: “Ten cards?”

The Bastard, why didn’t he just go rob people? Only one Good Person Card per plane.

Now it would take ten Good Person Cards to exchange for this? Did he think Good Person Cards were cabbages, to be picked up randomly on the street?!

[Miss…] Miss is feeling quite fierce right now.

“Speak properly, how many?” Chuzheng fiddled with the drawstring of the Spatial Bag.

[…] It was supposed to be ten, I didn’t make it up! Why are you angry at me! [Five cards!]]

“How many?” Chuzheng’s voice was icy cold as it echoed through the dilapidated little house, adding an eerie depth to the space.

[…] It can’t go any lower! [Five cards!]]

The King held on to his last bit of stubbornness.

Chuzheng silently examined the Spatial Bag, the King’s Account dared not even breathe heavily, not knowing what his Miss intended to do and only hoping she wouldn’t stir up trouble. If it came to that, it would lower the price to three Good Person Cards…

Just when the King’s Account was anxious, it suddenly saw the binding interface for the Spatial Bag appear in front of Chuzheng.

[!!!]

Light emanated from the totem on the Spatial Bag, illuminating the entire shabby hut, and an option appeared in front of Chuzheng asking whether to bind it or not. She tried clicking yes.

The Spatial Bag vanished from in front of her with a swish, and Chuzheng flipped her hand, a little higher than her wrist; the totem that had been on the Spatial Bag appeared there.

Jet black, ancient and mysterious.

“Now it’s mine,” Chuzheng said coldly, lifting her hand with a shake.

[…] Is Miss a devil!?

No, that’s not right, how did she trigger the binding mechanism?

This is unscientific!

This isn’t normal!

It must be a bug!

The King’s Account carefully recalled the scene from just moments ago, and after a few seconds, his heart crumbled. Which bastard set up the blood-triggered binding mechanism?!

Why use such a clichéd trigger mechanism!

Miss is so clever, and in such a world, she would definitely think to try it!

Chuzheng stepped out of the shabby little house. There was no sunlight in the Underground Demon City, just a depressing grey expanse overhead.

Outside the small broken house, buildings were tightly packed together; some were similar to her shabby abode, others slightly better.

Each household propped up a small stall at its door, displaying various items.

In the outer city, one could only barter— a single Demon Crystal could sustain a family of three Demon Clan members for a year, but they didn’t have such things.

Spending five Demon Crystals in this place… would cause a sensation!

A sensation meant trouble, and trouble meant potentially attracting many people… oh, no, that’s wrong— many demons.

Imagining herself surrounded, the word “trouble” was written all over Chuzheng’s face.

Chuzheng suddenly wondered, “Bastard, can I take out the people who trouble me?”

This world isn’t governed by law!

It’s a world where the strong prey on the weak; if she didn’t act, others would!

The King’s Account fell silent for a moment, “For those unrelated to the main quest line, if they provoke you, you may take them out, but you may not kill the innocent indiscriminately!”

Chuzheng’s face was impassive, “Do I look like I have that kind of leisure time?”

No, you don’t.

Miss wants to take them out purely to avoid further trouble.

A miss who thinks of taking out others just to save herself trouble was not at all what it wanted to deal with.

“Butcher, you’re closing up shop so early today!”

“None of your business, scat!”

“I want to trade…”

“Trade what, no trades, now scat!”

Chuzheng looked towards the source of the voice and saw the burly man who had kicked her shabby door down earlier, looking fierce and aggressively shooing someone away.

Lin Chen’s fate in his hands probably wasn’t going to be pleasant.

But she didn’t have the time to worry about Lin Chen now; she needed to find a place to spend the five Demon Crystals.

There were two types of Demon Crystals, one type came from within Demonic Beasts.

Demonic Beasts lived on the outskirts of the Underground Demon City, and those with Demon Crystals were extremely difficult to hunt.

The other type was from Demon Crystal mines, which were controlled by the powerful members of the Demon Clan in the Underground Demon City; ordinary members had no chance to even come into contact with them.

The use of Demon Crystals was absorption; they were an essential consumable for the Demon Clan’s cultivation and also the circulating currency in the Underground Demon City.

In the area where Chuzheng lived, there weren’t many who practised cultivation…

Chuzheng looked at the courtyard in front of her that was far superior to the surroundings and approached to knock on the door.

“What are you doing standing in front of Brother Mo’s house, you wild girl!?”

Before Chuzheng could knock, a sharp reprimand suddenly came from the side.

The neighboring courtyard opened, and a fairly delicate-looking girl stood at the door with her arms akimbo, glaring at her with disdain and disgust.

Chuzheng calmly answered, “Knocking on the door.”

“Pah, what does a wild girl like you want with Brother Mo! Look at yourself, do you really think you can cozy up to Brother Mo, scram!” the girl’s voice was filled with contempt and scorn.

Chuzheng: “…”

Who wants to cozy up to her Brother Mo? She just wanted to go on a spending spree!