God of Defiance

Chu Tian hurriedly turned his head and saw that Ba Lao's wrinkled old face was filled with a smile that pleased him. He couldn't help but shuddered all over his body and replied directly: "No!"

"What! Don't want to?"

Upon hearing Chu Tian's answer, the smile on Lao Ba's face instantly solidified.

There was a secret murmur in his heart. This kid just took a spiritual stone and looked at it again and again, touched it again and again, and sighed again and again. It was obvious that he was crazy about money. Why is he saying he doesn't want to make money now?

Chu Tian sneered.

If you show your courtesy for nothing, you are either committing adultery or stealing!

Last time, because of the evil spirit of the fire spirit, he was almost killed by this old guy. This time he would never be easily fooled again!

"Boy, you are so poor that you only have one middle-grade spiritual stone left. Don't you want to make a lot of money, buy more weapon fragments, absorb the evil spirit of the golden spirit, and break through to the fifth level of the body refining realm in one go?"

Balao asked suspiciously.

"Of course I do, but it's definitely not in your way!" Chu Tian said lightly, and then he glanced sideways at the other person, "Old guy, with the diligent and flattering look on your face just now, are you planning some bad move to make me die? ”

After hearing this, Ba Lao suddenly felt like crying.

He originally wanted to help Chu Tian make a lot of money with good intentions, but in the end he was treated like a donkey. Who can he ask to reason with?

Ba Lao snorted angrily and returned to the broken knife.

"No! This kid probably has the blood of the Fire Attribute Saint King in his body. It would be a pity not to join my profession!"

After just one breath, Ba Lao muttered and flew out again.

He stared at Chu Tian solemnly and said in a deep voice: "Boy, I do have a way to make you a lot of money in a short time. Don't you want to hear it?"

"Haha, you don't want me to be like those casual cultivators outside, who keep their heads in their belts all day long, stealing and robbing everywhere, do you?"

Chu Tian said coldly.

If you work as a casual cultivator and rob people everywhere, you will naturally make money quickly, but one day, you may end up dead and your life will be at risk.

Chu Tian is not that stupid!

"Of course not!" Mr. Ba shook his head immediately, and his tone immediately became seductive, "Follow my method, not only will you make more money, but you will also be safe and respected by others!"

"Haha, Mr. Ba, then tell me your method."

Chu Tian curled his lips and said casually.

He really didn't believe that there was any way to make money in this world that would not only make a lot of money, but also be safe and respected by others.

If there really was such a method, wouldn't everyone become a millionaire?

Ba Lao didn't say anything, just smiled profoundly, raised a finger, and tapped Chu Tian's eyebrows lightly.

A ray of light instantly flew out of his fingertips and entered Chu Tian's brain.

Chu Tian was stunned for a moment and hurriedly closed his eyes to check the extra information in his memory.

After a long while, Chu Tiancai slowly opened his eyes, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he opened his mouth and spat out three words: "Explosive flame beads?"

At this moment, a whole set of detailed processes and methods on how to make the Explosive Flame Bead appeared in Chu Tian's memory.

The so-called Explosive Flame Bead is a bead that can compress and store a large amount of fire attribute spiritual energy in a bead that is only the size of an egg.

During the battle, the explosive flame beads are suddenly thrown and activated by spiritual power, which instantly releases extremely ferocious flames, catching the enemy by surprise!

According to the description from memory, if the production quality is high enough, it may even pose a considerable threat to the powerful in the spiritual realm.

Recalling what Balao said just now, Chu Tian immediately understood what the other party meant.

If he could produce explosive weapons like Explosive Flame Beads in batches and sell them to major shops in the city, then maybe he could achieve his goal of not only making more money, but also being safe and respected by others.

However, after carefully recalling the raw materials required to make the Explosive Flame Bead, Chu Tian's brows immediately wrinkled again after a short while.

He only has one medium-grade spiritual stone left on hand now, and it is simply not enough to buy the raw materials.

According to his estimation, if you want to master the production of Explosive Flame Beads, you will need to spend at least a dozen middle-grade spiritual stones!

Where can I find such a large sum of spiritual stones?

Suddenly, a figure appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but grin.

Ba Lao next to him saw Chu Tian open his eyes and think for a moment, then suddenly giggled for no reason. He thought something had happened, and quickly frowned and asked: "Boy, you..."

Before he could open his mouth, Chu Tian waved his hand and shouted: "Go to sleep, refresh yourself, and go to Su Xishui tomorrow to ask for money!"

After saying this, Chu Tian fell on the bed and fell asleep.

When Ba Lao saw this, he laughed dryly and secretly worried about Su Xishui. It was not good to offend anyone, but a bastard like Chu Tian!

…

The next afternoon.

After finishing his day's work, Chu Tian left the Hou Mansion alone and came to the gate of Su's house in the south of the city.

The Su family is the second largest family in Qianyang County, and the overall momentum of the family mansion is no weaker than that of the Qianyang Marquis Mansion. Behind the red walls and green tiles, pavilions and pavilions stand upright.

Although Chu Tian could enter and leave the Su family freely before, this time he was stopped. After a lengthy briefing, Chu Tian was able to enter.

Under a pavilion in the inner courtyard of Su Mansion, Chu Tian and Su Xishui stood facing each other.

"Brother Chutian, it's been so long since you came to see me. Could it be that you forgot about Xishui?"

Su Xishui was dressed in a green skirt, standing tall, looking at Chu Tian lovingly, and complained softly.

Hearing these words, Chu Tian suddenly got goosebumps all over his body, but he still forced himself to dote on him and said: "Little fool, no matter who I forget, I can't forget you!"

Saying that, Chu Tian pulled Su Xishui over in a manly manner and hugged her tightly.

"His grandma, one is better at acting than the other, both are top-notch, both are top-notch!"

Inside the Immortal Killing Sword, Ba Lao covered his throat with his hands and almost wanted to vomit.

Su Xishui was forcibly held in Chu Tian's arms. Although there was a hint of shyness on her fair face, there was a strong look of disgust deep in her eyes.

For the long-term cause of the Su family, she endured it!

After Chu Tian hugged Su Xishui tightly for a moment, he suddenly let go of Su Xishui, glanced around, and found no one there, and said excitedly: "Xishui, I have some good news for you. My talent is back, and now my cultivation has improved." I have recovered to the fourth level of the Body Refining Realm, thanks to the ten middle-grade spiritual stones you lent me!”

"real?"

A hint of joy flashed across Su Xishui's face.

When she carefully confirmed it, the joy on her face couldn't help but grow even brighter, and she secretly sighed in her heart: "As expected of a descendant of a saint, his resilience is indeed strong enough. It seems that the future strength of the Su family will depend on this son!"

Su Xishui always believed that as long as Chu Tian was captured and had sex with those talented young women from the Su family, there would be a high probability that the children born would also have the blood of a saint.

In less than twenty or thirty years, the Su family will become a family descended from the saint, and it will be a piece of cake to dominate the entire Wuyan Kingdom!

Next, Chu Tian proudly showed off his strength, which shocked Su Xishui into applauding and cheering.

After showing his hands casually for a few times, Chu Tian wiped the sweat from his forehead and came to Su Xishui's side. He looked embarrassed and stammered: "Xishui, can you...can you borrow it again?" Some middle-grade spiritual stones for me?”

"What! You want to borrow spiritual stones again!"

Su Xishui subconsciously asked loudly.

But in an instant, she realized her gaffe, raised her hand to put away a strand of hair hanging from her temples, and a slight smile appeared on her face.

"Why, Xi Shui, could it be that you don't want to lend me the spirit stone? Could it be that what you said in the Chu family meeting hall before was false? Could it be that the relationship between us is no better than a little spirit stone? Don't you want me to Become stronger as soon as possible, surpass Chu Xi, and marry you? "

Chu Tian's mouth was like a barrage of questions, throwing out several rhetorical questions in succession, leaving Su Xishui confused.

"Absolutely awesome!"

Inside the Immortal Killing Sword, Ba Lao slapped his thigh hard.

Su Xishui was questioned repeatedly by Chu Tian, ​​and her expression was very unnatural. Although she was extremely angry, she couldn't get angry on the spot and could only force a smile.

She secretly gritted her teeth and swore that after catching Chu Tian in the dungeon in the future, she would torture him severely with her own hands to satisfy her hatred.

The next breath, Su Xishui said helplessly: "Brother Chutian, Xishui doesn't have many spirit stones on his body. I wonder how many brother Chutian needs?"

"Not much, just about twenty pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones."

Chu Tian said casually.

Upon hearing Chu Tian's answer, Su Xishui's eyes darkened and she almost fell to the ground.

The last time I borrowed ten pieces of middle-grade spirit stones, this time I actually doubled it. I had to borrow twenty yuan. Could it be that Chu Tian was treating Su Xishui as a free cash machine?

However, she had to borrow these twenty middle-grade spiritual stones, otherwise it would easily arouse Chu Tian's suspicion.

After thinking for a few moments, Su Xishui told Chu Tian to stay where she was while she went to find her father Su Shilun to get the spiritual stone.

A full quarter of an hour later, Su Xishui returned belatedly, holding a black bag in his hand, and personally placed it in Chu Tian's hand.

"Brother Chutian, there are twenty middle-grade spiritual stones here. You should keep them first. If they are not enough later, Xishui can ask his father for some more."

Su Xishui gritted her teeth slightly and said softly.

Gently tossing the black bag in his hand, Chu Tian's face was filled with joy and he hurriedly said: "Xishui, don't worry, if these spiritual stones are really not enough, I will definitely come again."

"This bastard!"

Su Xishui almost exploded.

"Ha ha!!!"

Ba Lao, who was in the Immortal Killing Sword, threw his head back and laughed, tears almost flowing out.

Su Xishui fell in love with this guy Chu Tian, ​​and she was really unlucky for eight lifetimes.

After the two of them continued to be intimate with each other for more than ten breaths, Chu Tiancai reluctantly left the Su family.

Not long after leaving Su's house, Chu Tian touched the black cloth bag hanging on his waist and said with a secret smile: "Sacrifice a man's dignity in exchange for twenty middle-grade spiritual stones, it's worth it!"

Immediately, he strode towards the direction of Qianyang Hou Mansion.

After Chu Tian left, Su Shilun appeared out of nowhere and stood with Su Xishui in the pavilion.

"Father, after I capture that bastard Chu Tian in the future, I will definitely chop off his limbs with my own hands, chop them into minced meat, and feed them to wild beasts!"

Su Xishui gritted her teeth and said.

Su Shilun's face was also a little gloomy. He raised his hand and patted Su Xishui's shoulder, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, as a father, I can guarantee that Chu Tian will be whatever you want when the time comes!"

While speaking, a trace of murderous intent flashed between his brows.