Jun Wu Xie was silent for a long time.
He had thought that everyone would fork out money to buy some Quasi-Spiritual materials to repair the sect.
In the end, both of them were even poorer than him.
He only had a few hundred thousand gold left.
It was impossible to repair with Quasi-Spiritual materials, but ordinary materials were more than enough.
Looking at the sky, it was still early. He didn't know when Lord Alcohol would be done treating Yueyao, so he could go to the city to buy supplies.
Otherwise, he would have to go hungry today.
He hadn't even eaten lunch yet.
"Let's go to the city to buy things. Do you want to go?"
He stood up and said to the two guys.
The little Daoist priest and the little monk's eyes lit up. They got up and said, "Eldest Senior Brother is indeed the Eldest Senior Brother. He's young and rich!"
The little monk leaned over to Jun Wu Xie's ear and said, "Eldest Senior Brother, how much do you have in savings?"
"What do you want to do?"
Jun Wu Xie looked at him warily.
"I want to buy two sets of clothes."
…
The three of them went down the mountain and headed for the capital city.
In the city, they became the center of attention.
A Daoist priest and a monk were really eye-catching.
In the Southern Mountain Range, it was rare to see monks. Rare things were precious.
In particular, his monk robes were like rags. They were black and dirty.
Jun Wu Xie wanted to tell the passersby that he didn't know this guy.
It was too embarrassing.
He wasn't afraid of wearing rags, but couldn't he wash them clean?
"Shopkeeper, I want some nails."
"No."
The shopkeeper waved his hand to chase him away.
"What do you mean? Isn't that? "
Jun Wu Xie pointed at the nails in the container and asked.
"Young Master Jun, to tell you the truth, you're now famous in our capital city. Who dares to sell things to you?"
The innkeeper smiled bitterly and under Jun Wu Xie's questioning, he told her the reason.
"The Bu Family and the Muyang Family?"
"That's right. Now, every shop in the city has received your portrait. The two families said that no one is allowed to do business with you. We have no choice. Hurry up and leave."
"Eldest Senior Brother, did you offend someone?"
"Eldest Senior Brother, what about my clothes?"
Jun Wu Xie: "…"
They searched all over the city and found dozens of shops. Without exception, all of them refused to do business with him.
He couldn't buy the materials needed to repair the sect, nor could he buy the daily necessities.
The Bu and Muyang families were truly ruthless.
This was to make it impossible for him to survive in the capital city.
"Big Senior Brother, what should we do now?"
Little Monk Emptiness looked at his tattered monk robe.
"What are you worried about? If these small stores don't sell to us, can't we go to the big stores?" Jun Wu Xie was very confident and said, "Follow me!"
The two of them followed him all the way to the Virtuous Nirvana Restaurant.
"Here? Virtuous Pure Restaurant? "The Little Daoist looked at Jun Wu Xie suspiciously." Does Virtuous Pure Restaurant sell firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea? "
"If I say there is, then there is."
Jun Wu Xie swaggered in and flashed his gold VIP card.
Immediately, the steward of this place was alarmed.
In the entire capital city, apart from the imperial family and the Daiga Ken Sect, no one else had such a card.
The gold VIP card was the highest level of VIP that this branch of the capital city could apply for!
Even the Four Great Aristocratic Families of the capital city were not qualified to have one.
"Hello, what would you like to buy?"
The steward received him personally and was very polite.
"Give me 50 kilograms of nails for repairing the house, 500 kilograms of high-quality rice, 10 bottles of soy sauce, 50 kilograms of fat oil, and 5 bags of salt. Hmm … Give me 10 old hens, 200 eggs, 30 chicks, 10 kilograms of pork, tomatoes, celery, mushrooms … "
The steward was dumbfounded and looked at him in a daze. The muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably.
"And window paper, chairs, quilts, blankets, pots and pans …" Jun Wu Xie listed out his requests one by one. Finally, he pointed at Little Monk Emptiness and said, "Lastly, according to his measurements, three sets of clothes, pants, and shoes."
The surrounding people were dumbfounded when they heard this.
Someone actually came to the Virtuous Pure Restaurant to buy these things. Was he treating the Virtuous Pure Restaurant as a market?
"Young master …" The steward smiled bitterly and said, "We really don't have these things in the Virtuous Pure Restaurant …"
"Why? Are you afraid that I can't pay?" Jun Wu Xie glanced at the steward and waved the gold VIP card in his hand. "When the Tower Master of the Tian Xuan Sect gave me the gold VIP card …"
"Yes! Yes, yes, yes! "
The steward's face was instantly covered in sweat.
Tian Xuan Sect!
That was the Tower Master of the Virtuous Pure Restaurant in the capital city.
The VIP card of this young man was personally given by the Tower Master.
If he was negligent, it would be terrible.
"Young master, please wait a moment. I will get someone to prepare it for you."
The steward immediately gave the order and then stood beside Jun Wu Xie with a smile.
The Little Daoist Priest and the Little Monk were stunned by this scene.
Eldest Senior Brother was actually a gold VIP of the Virtuous Pure Restaurant?
He was indeed young and rich. He had concealed his abilities well!
The efficiency of the Virtuous Pure Restaurant was very high.
In less than an hour, everything that Jun Wu Xie needed had been prepared.
It filled up two big carriages.
"How much is it?"
The steward smiled and said, "It's okay. Consider it a gift from the Virtuous Pure Restaurant to you."
"Why? Are you afraid that I can't pay?"
"No, that's not what I meant." The steward smiled bitterly and said, "It's a total of 300 gold VIP cards."
"Card!"
Jun Wu Xie handed the gold VIP card over generously.
The steward's mouth couldn't help but twitch. He swiped 300 gold VIP cards and smiled apologetically. "Young master, please take care. Come back often in the future."
"Eldest Senior Brother, you are probably the first person in history to buy these things from the Virtuous Pure Restaurant!"
Although the little Daoist and Little Monk were speechless, they were very proud and felt that it was very impressive.
"Let's go."
They drove the carriage out of the city. Along the way, the sound of roosters crowing could be heard, attracting the attention of passersby.
As they walked, the carriage that the little Daoist was driving suddenly stopped.
"What's going on?"
Jun Wu Xie, who was driving the carriage behind, stood up and looked forward.
"Hey, isn't this Jun Wu Xie, who wanted to join our Daiga Ken Sect but was chased out by our sect?"
There were people in front blocking the carriage. They were wearing the sword robes of the Daiga Ken Sect. Judging from the insignia on the robes, they were just a group of inner sanctum disciples.
"Get lost!"
Jun Wu Xie's face turned cold.
He was very disgusted with the people of the Daiga Ken Sect.
In the morning, he had already displayed his strength. Now, this group of inner sanctum disciples actually dared to behave atrociously in front of him. They were really arrogant!
"Get lost? How? "
An inner sanctum disciple who seemed to be the leader mocked, "Do you want to get lost like you did in the morning? Or do you want to get lost?"
"Oh, Senior Brother, you forgot that this genius is now a member of the Sōgō Gakuin School. That's the training base for human skull lanterns, hahaha!"
"Do you want to die?"
Jun Wu Xie's patience had reached its limit. Especially when the other party used the human skull lanterns to talk about things, his anger instantly rushed to the top of his head.
"Die?" The leading inner sanctum disciple smiled faintly and said, "In next year's life and death duel, you will all die. Tsk, tsk, the lanterns on the mountain path are unique, right? "
"Oh, and the female corpse on the sword stele, do you know who that is? That's the wife of the sect leader of your Sōgō Gakuin School. After she died, her corpse was whipped, but you can only watch. Tell me, from top to bottom, are you all a group of trash and cowards? "
"Senior Brother, is this true?" The little Daoist's face was extremely gloomy, and he shouted loudly, "Kill them!"
As soon as his voice sounded, Jun Wu Xie had already jumped up and instantly arrived in front of the leading inner sanctum disciple. With a slap, his entire head was directly sent flying.
The crowd on both sides of the street suddenly screamed.
"You … you dare to kill people!"
The other inner sanctum disciples were scared silly.
For so many years, although the two sects had been in constant conflict, except for the life and death duel, there was no life and death duel.
"Don't leave a single one alive!"
Jun Wu Xie said coldly to the little Daoist and the little monk.
"Understood!"
The little Daoist rushed up, holding a shovel in his hand. With one shovel, he slapped the inner sanctum disciples of the Daiga Ken Sect until their internal organs spurted out.
"Monks are merciful, Amitabha!"
The little monk rushed up with the name of Buddha, picked up the alms bowl, and wildly smashed it on the inner sanctum disciples' heads.
These inner sanctum disciples did not have the strength to fight back at all. In a moment, their heads were smashed open, and they were lying on the ground.
"Murder! The people of the Sōgō Gakuin School are murdering people!"
An inner sanctum disciple hiding at the back of the crowd screamed and rushed into the crowd.
Unfortunately, before he could escape a few steps, Jun Wu Xie caught up with him and kicked him away. After falling to the ground, his whole body was folded in half, and he died on the spot.
"Let's go!"
Jun Wu Xie and the other two jumped into the carriage and drove away.
He was worried that there were higher-ups of the Daiga Ken Sect in the city. If they caught up with them, it would be troublesome.
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