All of them paused and could not help but turn around. They were smiling, but they looked worse than if they were crying. "Supremacy... What instructions do you have for us?"
Lonemoon smiled his brightest smile, causing each of the other cultivators to lower their heads in fear. Then, Lonemoon gestured and the pieces of paper that had fallen to the ground earlier all returned neatly in a stack back to his hands.
"Since these recipes mean nothing to my friend anymore, there's no point in leaving them behind." He lowered his gaze and put on his business-like smile. "Didn't you say these were your signature recipes? Redeem them back!"
"Re-Re-Redeem them?" They hesitated.
"That's right. Don't you sell recipes? We don't need them anymore – we should be able to refund them, shouldn't we?"
They all looked at him in fear. He had a point, but they had already returned Lonemoon all of his money earlier! Yet, he was looking at them so seriously that they knew no way to retort. Therefore, they gritted their teeth and nodded. "Of... course."
"Good, I'm not going to cheat you. Let me refund them at full price. These invoices reflect what these recipes are worth!" Lonemoon picked one up and read, "This secret recipe for barbecue spirit meat from Fragrant Restaurant was sold at 1500 top-grade spirit stones. Chef, please collect the stones from the boss."
"Yes, Father Niu!" Yi Qing immediately pulled out his storage bag and walked toward the man who was still putting on his apron.
"Oh, that's right. You haven't bought any spirit stones with you. That's alright – we can write I.O.Us."
Everyone: "..."
They were in so much pain that they wanted to badly to cry. What kind of evil landlord criminal syndicate was this?
Lonemoon spent an entire hour writing I.O.Us for each of the invoices he had in his hand, before returning those invoices back to their respective owners. Of course, this was what they owed him. The I.O.Us that cultivators used were very different from those that mortals used. These I.O.Us had spiritual powers. They could not be undone by anything other than repayment and death. That meant that the bosses would have no choice but to return the stones to Lonemoon, otherwise their cultivations will suffer.
He calculated for a moment and found what Shen Ying and the others used as living expenses for two months amounted to about 20,000 top-grade spirit stones. He had more than a million spirit stones in his hands now, so he could afford more than 50 times of their living expenses per month. That was not even counting the amount stated on those I.O.Us.
"Father Niu, you're amazing!" Shen Ying stood up and clapped.
Chef paused, then followed suit.
"Father Niu, nobody is your match!"
"Get lost!" Lonemoon shot a glare at them. "Don't think that I'm going to let you off now that I have my money back." Even if ordinary people splurged on food, they would not lose more than two mid-grade spirit stones. How did they manage to spend tens of thousands of top-grade spirit stones in just one day? They even landed themselves in such a huge debt!
"Aiya, Father Niu, stop worrying about those details!"
"Details my ass!" How the hell were tens of thousands of spirit stones considered details? " Do you think we mine spirit stones?""Yes, Fatty has a meridian-"
"Shut up!" If he had been a step slower, they would have been bankrupt even if they really did mine spirit stones. These two wastrels!
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My Master Disconnected Yet Again (Part 3)
Historical FictionPART 3 Everyone said that Yi Qing was the number one Sword Cultivator in the world, with a swordsmanship and cultivation that no one could surpass. Whether it was when he was cultivating in the Lower Realm, or when he was in the Ten Heavens of the U...