This Leader's Calculations Are Too Precise.

"Master, the debt collectors have arrived at the mountain gate!" Senior Sister Su Muqing wiped her sword silently: "Do you need me to choose a Feng Shui treasure land for you in advance?" Xuan Jue adjusted his non-existent glasses and said to Hanhan Body Cultivator Wang Tiezhu: "Go and tell them that they will refund one for three today and go bankrupt and liquidated tomorrow. If you want to get money, you have to pay more." From then on, the world of immortal cultivation changed. The "Tribulation Accident Insurance" made the ancestors who were afraid of death place crazy orders; the "Magical Weapon Sharing Alliance" charged per minute and overwhelmed the weapon refining sect; the "Spirit Mine Futures Blitz" even caused the Tribulation bosses to line up to go bankrupt. Everyone was red-eyed, but only Su Muqing saw through the essence: "What you are playing is not cultivating immortals, but killing the heart." Xuan Jue smiled: "No, I am just playing a big game of chess, and you are all my angel investors."