Chapter 1340 - 360: Yuchi: I Just Wanted to Play the Hero Once!
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, none of this happened. Yuchi and Yuan Xuan arrived at another inn and found a private room.
Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, delicate in mind yet slightly melancholic, Yuchi couldn’t help but ask, "So, what’s going on?"
Yuan Xuan felt very conflicted inside, with many things she wanted to say to Yuchi. But after thinking it over, she realized there was no need to say everything. It’s better to leave such tangled issues to herself to sort out. It’s better to get straight to the point now and not waste his time. Otherwise, if she went on and on and he still refused, it would be meaningless.
Yuan Xuan: "Can you help me?"
Yuchi: "Uh, here?"
Yuan Xuan: "Huh?"
Yuan Xuan: "Oh."
Yuan Xuan: "Ah?!"
Yuan Xuan blushed instantly, her skin like creamy jade, eyes filled with wonder...
Is this man here just to ruin the atmosphere? She had barely shown some sadness when this guy shattered it in an instant. But precisely because of Yuchi’s thick skin, she felt she had nothing to worry about. This man seemed somewhat different from other men.
"I need money now. Can you lend me some? Once I get through this difficult time, I’ll pay you back," Yuan Xuan finished speaking and lowered her head completely.
Normally, such a request is very normal. After all, everyone has times when they need money. If she had just asked from the beginning, it wouldn’t have been a problem. It’s just borrowing money; it’s not like she wouldn’t pay it back. She would pay back double when she returned. No issues there.
But because of Yuchi’s earlier joke, it seemed odd for her to suddenly ask to borrow money. It felt like she wanted to secure some money through a special transaction between a man and a woman.
Ugh.
She wanted to die.
"It’s worse than dying," Yuan Xuan bit her lips, staring intently at the tea tray in front of her, as if seeing her anxious heart reflected there. In terms of emotional intelligence, she was getting completely outmatched by the man in front of her.
As for Yuchi, borrowing money wasn’t a big deal, but the problem was he didn’t have any money himself right now. All his money was locked in Immortal Stone, converted into Dao points, like spending all his cash on game currency...
What to do? The beauty before him had finally asked for help, and he couldn’t manage even a little. Moreover, he embarrassed himself in front of her.
Uh... thinking simply, Yuchi thought he should ask from a different angle:
𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖
"Can I know why you need the money? Could it be because of being hunted by that Cultivator, and you want the money to protect yourself?"
Yuchi had just seen the Cultivator following them. The Cultivator seemed proper, with no strange actions, but clearly was here for her. Could her need for money be related to the Cultivator?
He also found it strange; after all, as a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, Yuan Xuan was quite capable and even a Sect Leader. In such a position, she shouldn’t lack money. He remembered how generously Yuan Xuan had given him a substantial amount before, like a million or so... she had truly shocked him then.
Yuan Xuan shook her head and said, "It’s not because of that. It’s due to other reasons, leading to some problems here that caused a financial crisis for the sect. If I can’t raise enough money soon, the sect might collapse, and everything I’ve worked for will go up in flames."
"So my thought is this: if you could lend me some money, I can use it to manage the sect’s finances. Even if I’m not there or I’m elsewhere trying to earn money, at least with this financial aid, the sect can last a good while. This way, I can focus on earning money outside, and when I return with more funds, the sect won’t collapse, and I’ll still have a place to continue my life."
"So, could you lend me some money?"
"I assure you on my honor, unless I die, I won’t owe you a thing. I’d be immensely grateful!"
Understood.
Understood.
This was a financial crisis. For a Cultivator, if their sect dissolved, they’d have nowhere to live. Regardless of whether the sect was good or bad, it had been nurtured for many years.
Letting the sect crumble wasn’t an option. But on the other hand, without a Sect Leader in place, big problems could arise, unlike the Ascension Gate, where disciples were familiar with each other. Other sects’ disciples weren’t the same; without a Sect Leader, their sects could become dangerous.