Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times - Chapter 839: 274: "Alright, alright, alright.

Chapter 839: Chapter 274: “Alright, alright, alright.

“Dragon Dad?”

The Dragon Clan Patriarch from the Vast Continent was a bit slow in responding to this term and was about to ask for clarification when a hearty laugh from the horizon interrupted everyone’s conversational rhythm.

All eyes instinctively turned in the direction of the laughter.

An elder dressed in a white robe with golden trim was seen approaching from the horizon, accompanied by a lady who at first glance was clearly a well-bred young woman. His voice arrived before he touched the ground.

“I’ve long heard of Daoist Chen’s handsome and elegant demeanor, and his natural Taoist Body… today upon seeing him, indeed…”

The voice abruptly stopped.

“…”

The elder in the white robe with golden trim who had just landed, looking at the scene before him with everyone in those dark robes and surrounded by several white wreaths, suddenly had his smile freeze. After a long pause, he hoarsely inquired.

“May I ask which senior has passed away?”

He had originally come to present a gift, but it was clear that his timing was not great. He had scanned the area with his Divine Sense from a distance and noticed a banquet being held; he had even thought it was a celebration.

The gift he was carrying, levitating beside him and wrapped in red paper to look festive, now seemed somewhat out of place.

“Don’t worry about it.”

Chen Qiu, surrounded by the crowd in the center, looked up at the two people and the gift beside them, his eyelids slightly raised, “Here to give a gift?”

“Uh… yes.”

“How much?”

“Five million mid-grade Spirit Stones.”

“Someone, show them to their seats.”

Chen Qiu waved his hand dismissively. He didn’t recognize the man, nor was he clear about their background, but that was unimportant. Anyone who brought so many Spirit Stones as a gift was his best friend.

Yet, there was a hint of wonder.

Was Xuantian State so poor? Among all the powers in Xuantian State, the richest Taoist Sect had only managed to collect less than a million Spirit Stones. How could these powers from other continents outside Xuantian State be so generous?

First, a native Dragon Clan threw down three million Spirit Stones and he was quite pleased. Now, this pair of strangers, perhaps a grandfather and granddaughter, brought him five million Spirit Stones. Why did it feel like ever since he emerged from the Secret Realm of the Chao Tian Sect in that small world, his luck had been on the rise?

Before entering the Secret Realm, he was so poor he clinked when he walked, without a single Spirit Stone to his name, so destitute he couldn’t even cultivate.

But after bringing out over ten million Spirit Stones from that place, he was no longer short on Spirit Stones.

He still had over seven million Spirit Stones from that haul left unspent. Add to that the gift from these two, and he now had a full fifteen million Spirit Stones.

Very good.

Chen Qiu’s smile grew even broader as he turned to the Dragon Clan Patriarch beside him with a gentle word, “Come, could you please shift one seat over to make room for these two to sit here?”

“What?”

The Dragon Clan Patriarch was momentarily stunned. Was it really all about who gave more Spirit Stones? He glanced at the pair heading towards his seat, gritted his teeth with the intention of adding more Spirit Stones, but the Dragon Clan simply couldn’t afford any more.

Thıʂ ƈhɒp𝘵ℯr 𝙞ʂ pℴʂṯ𝖾𝐝 b𝖞 Ḱɩ𝙩ℯ𝓃𝖔ⱽ℮𝗅

He was truly at his limit.

Initially, he had prepared only two hundred thousand Spirit Stones, which was already a considerable amount—at least in the entire Xuantian State, no one would pay a visit carrying such a gift. He had never seen it before, and it was an amount that could reflect his respect for Chen Qiu.

Later, as Chen Qiu’s name rose in prominence with each decree from the Heavenly Dao, his strength and status increased, and so did the value of his gifts, to the point where three million Spirit Stones was the utmost limit for him and for the Dragon Clan. Any more and they would have to cut back elsewhere.

With reluctance, he nevertheless conceded and rose to make room for the pair.

…

“Daoist Chen.”

Perhaps the confidence that comes with having wealth, the elder in the white robe with golden trim was all smiles, casually revealing his Mahayana cultivation level while gazing at Chen Qiu with a great deal of respect.

“Allow me to introduce myself. I come from the Bai Family of the ‘Qi Tian Continent,’ which is a Third Grade Continent. Perhaps Daoist Chen has never heard of the Bai Family; it’s an elite power in the Qi Tian Continent, and…”

“I have heard of it and even met your Family Head.”

Chen Qiu glanced casually at the elderly man and smiled, “So you’re from the Bai Family. There’s no need for formality with gifts—I’m rather embarrassed. Your Family Patriarch helped me quite a bit last time; I’ve been thinking of finding an opportunity to thank him. I didn’t expect your family to send a gift first.”

“But… it seems like your Family Patriarch hasn’t been communicating much with you recently.”

He fully understood the hints in the old man’s behavior: first revealing his Mahayana cultivation level signified to everyone that he had the power to dominate today’s whole feast. Yet although powerful, he showed a considerable amount of respect towards Chen Qiu, who only had unification cultivation—a nod to both reputation and substance.

In his words, there was a respectful tone and a hint of pride.

It wasn’t that he was particularly good at reading people and could see so much at a glance, but it was indeed rare for someone to act so dignified in his presence. Even the Bai Family Patriarch had to tremble in front of him, and this early stage Mahayana elder from the Bai Family, who didn’t have much longer to live, shouldn’t be acting so proud. It was quite unreasonable.

The only answer was that the Bai Family Patriarch hadn’t told this elder about the recent events.

“Uh…”

The elder in the white robe hesitated for a moment; he caught the implication in Chen Qiu’s words. Chen Qiu seemed to be putting himself on an equal or even higher level than the Bai Family Patriarch, looking down on the head of his family as if he was a junior. But could this be a bit too much self-aggrandizement?