I'm a Rich Man, I'm a Fool to Practice, I'll Just Go Away

The Immortal Lord raised his head and looked up at Chen San in horror. He felt strongly that his cultivation level was declining like a cliff, and the Immortal Lord's aura slowly disappeared. The arrogant Immortal Lord was completely panicked, "You, what have you done, me, my cultivation,..." Chen San put his hands in his pockets and held the wine glass in his mouth without restraint. He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, throwing away the glass. He bent down and said with a smile on his face, "You shouldn't have come to the human world. The aura here has parasitized my Trojan horse program - Hunting Immortals 7.0." Chen San held the mortal "immortal" with one hand, and slapped the "immortal" every time he said a word with the other hand. Chen San had been beating for a long time, and his hands were red and swollen. He straightened up his waist and put his hands on his hips, flexing his sore lumbar spine, and said, "I told you before that I would kill you with money. Let's keep our word." "Come here, bring over the five tons of gold bricks I prepared." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.