"Master, please speak!"

Xiao Mu was curious about what else Qing Yan wanted to ask for his help.

A hint of embarrassment actually appeared on Qing Yan's face. "Young friend, actually, the old monk would like to ask you to help me buy a cellphone. The money can be considered as a loan from you to me. When I have the chance, I will definitely pay you back. Would that be possible?"

Buy a cellphone?

Even after racking his brains, Xiao Mu had never guessed that the help Qing Yan needed was such a small favor.

But thinking about it, it was easy to understand. The old monk lived alone in the deep mountains, suppressing Curse ghosts, and was unable to leave the mountain. So much so, that even when he had to communicate with the Human Emperor, he had to ask Xiao Mu to send a message for him.

Qing Yan seemed worried about making things difficult for Xiao Mu and added: "Ahem! The old monk doesn't need a fancy cellphone, one that can allow me to keep in touch with friends is enough - one around a hundred dollars will do. But if this troubles you, you don't need to."

"Master, you're overthinking it!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Mu hurriedly said: "I was just surprised that the favor the master is asking is such a small issue. This is a minor matter, I will take care of it. I will ask a friend to buy a cellphone and bring it over along with a SIM card."

"I'm sorry to trouble you!"

Qing Yan sincerely said.

"Master, you're being too courteous!"

As Xiao Mu was being humble, he made another call to Zhao Yan. "Zhao Yan, bring over the best cellphone. Get the one with the highest specifications. Also, get a SIM card that has unlimited data and voice calls. Top up some money in the card and bring it over. Make sure to get an extension cord with a long wire as well."

Looking around, he saw that there was no extension cord in the basement, so Xiao Mu asked Zhao Yan to buy one as well.

The temple had an electric circuit, you could just pull the wires from above.

"Okay!"

Zhao Yan accepted without asking any questions.

"Master, I told my friend, the cellphone will arrive soon."

After hanging up, Xiao Mu turned to Qing Yan and said.

"Thank you, young friend!"

Qing Yan thanked him again. "The cost of the cellphone, the old monk will pay you back."

"This is just a trivial sum, master. Please take it and use it."

Xiao Mu immediately replied humbly.

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After that, it was just waiting for Zhao Yan to arrive.

Several hours later, Zhao Yan finally drove up the mountain.

Receiving a call, Xiao Mu purposely went out to meet her.

On seeing Zhao Yan, Xiao Mu couldn't help but be stunned. After not seeing her for a few days, the presence around her had evidently grown stronger, not only breaking through to the Third Realm but almost reaching the mid-stage of the Third Realm, almost equal to his own.

This development surprised Xiao Mu.

Twenty-five grams of Energy Crystal could perhaps help Zhao Yan break through to the Third Realm, but it certainly wouldn't be able to raise her powers by such a drastic amount.

Could it be that Zhao Yan had some sort of fortuitous encounter?

Surprised, Xiao Mu couldn't help but ask, "Zhao Yan, how did your power increase so much all of a sudden?"

Zhao Yan looked sheepish, but couldn't hide the joy on her face. She tucked a tendril of hair behind her ear, and said: "I was lucky. I've mutated an energy fruit, and after eating it, I have improved to this point."

"What good luck..."

Xiao Mu was astonished after hearing this.

Calling this good was an understatement. It was even more extreme than winning the lottery ten times in a row.

An energy fruit could enhance nearly a hundred years of cultivation. It was almost equivalent to ten of Xiao Mu's Energy Points.

"Congratulations!"

Following that, Xiao Mu congratulated Zhao Yan.

"Thank you!"

Zhao Yan expressed her thanks, but she couldn't hide her happiness.

"Did you bring the cellphone?"

Xiao Mu asked again.

"I brought it."

Zhao Yan returned to her car and took out the latest, highest-spec smartphone of some Apple model, handing it to Xiao Mu. She asked casually, "Why do you suddenly need a phone, and why deliver it here?"

"Someone else needs it."

While Xiao Mu answered nonchalantly, he took the phone and a SIM card that Zhao Yan handed over.

He called out to Zhao Yan, "Follow me!"

He led Zhao Yan towards the Qing Shan Treasure Pagoda.

The little monk ZhiFei jumped out from the bushes, asking Xiao Mu, "Hey! Are you going to buy or not? I've been waiting for you for so long, you're not going to chicken out and change your mind, are you?"

"Why would I change my mind?"

Xiao Mu smiled faintly, "Wait here. I'll come out in a bit and buy your books."

"No need."

Lil' monk ZhiFei, quite scared of the evil ghosts in the temple, declared, "I'm not planning to go back to the temple for the next couple of days. You can take the books directly, just leave the money with me when you leave."

"I can give you the money now."

As Xiao Mu spoke, he turned to Zhao Yan, "Zhao Yan, did you bring the money?"

Zhao Yan nodded, "It's in the car, a total of two hundred thousand."

"Give him the money."

As he instructed Zhao Yan, Xiao Mu went on to explain to the little monk ZhiFei, "I don't know how many books you have, maybe a bit more than a hundred but surely not two hundred. Counting them would be too tedious, and I don't want to do that. Let's just assume you have two hundred."

"According to your price, which is one thousand per book, I'm giving you a total of two hundred thousand. You don't have a problem with that, do you?"

"Big Spender!"

Little Monk ZhiFei's only response was a surprised exclamation. "You just give the money without even counting the books! Super generous! Thanks a lot, Big Brother Big Spender!"

While speaking, he gave Xiao Mu a thumbs-up, his face full of admiration.

Xiao Mu didn't respond. This young monk was beyond help.

Just then, Zhao Yan came back, handed over two hundred thousand cash wrapped in newspaper to the Little Monk ZhiFei.

"Count it."

Xiao Mu reminded Little Monk ZhiFei.

"Of course!"

Little Monk ZhiFei excitedly took the money, "I'm not a big spender. Of course I'm gonna count it when I get the money. Not only count, but also verify, what if you're tricking me with counterfeit bills?"

With that, he sat on the ground, slowly counting and verifying the money.

"Take your time counting."

Xiao Mu couldn't be bothered to watch the little monk count. "Contact me if there's any issue."

Having said that, he beckoned Zhao Yan to follow him to the temple.

First, they went to the basement, installed the SIM card into the phone and gave it to the monk Qing Yan. Then they helped Qing Yan connect the power using an extension cord.

It was Zhao Yan's first time seeing a curse ghost and she was quite frightened.

However, the presence of Qing Yan, a skilled monk who could suppress curse ghosts, left her in awe.

Coming out from the basement, Xiao Mu and Zhao Yan started to move the books.

A room full of ancient Buddhist scriptures left Zhao Yan stunned.

When she heard that the two hundred thousand was the price Xiao Mu paid for these ancient Buddhist scriptures, she was speechless in shock.

The price….it was almost like getting these for free.

You could sell just a few books and recoup the cost, and everything after that would be pure profit.

Helping Xiao Mu move the books, the two of them moved all the hundred and something ancient Buddhist scriptures out of the Qing Shan Treasure Pagoda, and into the trunk of Zhao Yan's car.

In the basement, Monk Qing Yan seemed to sense something, contemplated for a bit, seemed to guess the reason, but eventually shook his head.

Since the world mutation, after the previous head monk had left, the young monk ZhiFei had become the real head monk of this temple.

The young monk wanted to sell the books and he figured it wasn't his place to intervene.

Moreover, Qing Yan thought, instead of keeping the ancient books and letting the young monk ruin them, it would be better if Xiao Mu took them and put them to good use.

Thus, he decided not to interfere. Taking out the new cellphone that just arrived, Qing Yan started familiarizing himself with its functions.

After a while, the basement was filled with a peculiar electronic sound, "All units, attack!"

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