Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 582: Your Uncle Has Nothing Good to Give You on Our First Meeting

Chapter 582: Your Uncle Has Nothing Good to Give You on Our First Meeting

“Chieftain Jin, you know the two of us senior and junior brothers?” Lu Yang asked gingerly.

Chieftain Jin isn’t just large in size. To have risen to become the Qiongqi Tribe’s chieftain means he is absolutely a top-tier ruthless character.

Before we set out, Old Meng and I were wondering if anyone in the Demon Region would recognize us. The conclusion was that those in the Demon Region knew our names at best, but hadn’t seen our faces.

But seeing Chieftain Jin now, it looks like our previous conclusion had been too hasty.

Chieftain Jin glanced at Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou with an ambiguous smile. “Originally, I didn’t care about who the Golden Core geniuses were. Before they grow up, it’s all nonsense. But you, Lu Yang, are different.”

“How am I different?” Lu Yang subconsciously smiled. Could it be that my talent is peerless through the ages and caught Chieftain Jin’s attention?

“You are the Taciturn Daoist Priest’s disciple.”

Lu Yang, “...”

“Upon learning the champion was the Taciturn Daoist Priest’s disciple, I specifically ordered someone to find a portrait.

“As for Meng Jingzhou, you are the eldest young master of the Meng Family. I also obtained your portrait.

“I didn’t expect you two to be with the Diabolic Sound Heavenly Maiden. Could there be some relationship between you?” Chieftain Jin narrowed his eyes, scanning the three.

The Diabolic Sound Heavenly Maiden enjoys entering tombs and often slays demons, making many enemies. Yet her cultivation is proficient, and no one could catch her. Her origins are mysterious; no one knows her background.

It must have been through the Diabolic Sound Heavenly Maiden’s assistance that Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou could enter the Qiongqi Tomb. But why help them of all people? Could the Diabolic Sound Heavenly Maiden also be from the Dao-Seeking Sect...

Chieftain Jin didn’t pursue that line of thought. The Diabolic Sound Heavenly Maiden’s identity has nothing to do with me.

As he walked, Chieftain Jin emitted a thick mist. A burly middle-aged man with tiger ears emerged from the mist.

“This way, please.”

He led the three to a small wooden house. Its interior was exquisitely constructed, unlike the rugged caves and tree holes prevalent in the Qiongqi Tribe. It was very much aligned with human aesthetic tastes, likely prepared by the Qiongqi Tribe for receiving humans.

The Qiongqi Tribe wasn’t some isolated race. On the contrary, they often interacted with various demon tribes and humans to make money. It was just that they often failed in business due to their lack of talent.

With their rich heritage and foundation, if they sold even one or two items from the main tomb’s burial objects, even Transcendent Tribulation cultivators would likely go mad for them, fetching astronomical prices. These were items kept at the bottom of the trunk—their most prized possessions. Selling them would be pure waste and debasing their worth. Chieftain Jin didn’t want to leave behind a tarnished reputation.

He called a shapeshifted tribesman to serve tea for the three. Chieftain Jin’s enthusiasm made the three somewhat uneasy and stumped.

Gan Tian was worried there might be some conspiracy. With my skills, I can escape easily, but my two junior brothers may not. Big Senior Sister had entrusted me with their care. I can’t let something go wrong on my watch.

“Potian and I address each other as brothers. You can call me Uncle Jin.” Noticing how reserved they were, Chieftain Jin laughed out loud.

Meng Jingzhou’s eye twitched. He never expected that Chieftain Jin’s good attitude toward them was because of him. Recalling Gan Tian’s explanation of the relationship between the Meng Family and the Qiongqi Tribe, Chieftain Jin’s attitude made sense.

But the problem is that I’ve already run away from home. Although Dad has forgiven me, I’m still unsure.

After hesitating briefly, he chose to respect Chieftain Jin’s wish and called out, “Uncle Jin.”

Hearing this, Chieftain Jin laughed heartily and handed Meng Jingzhou a piece of paper. “Good nephew, your uncle has nothing good to give you for our first meeting. Please keep this debt note.”

Meng Jingzhou instinctively wanted to decline but still accepted the gift. “This is too valuable... Wait, what did you say this is?”

“A debt note.”

Meng Jingzhou turned the paper over. The front clearly stated how many spirit stones Chieftain Jin owed the Meng Family, the interest, and the repayment deadline.

Chieftain Jin, a great demon king, had extremely strong mental fortitude. Without a change in expression, he said, “Could you speak to your family about forgiving my debt?”

Meng Jingzhou, “...”

In my memory, no one has dared to welch on a debt to the Meng Family, let alone ask for forgiveness of a debt.

Chieftain Jin probed tentatively. “What about just forgiving the interest?”

Meng Jingzhou remained silent.

Chieftain Jin was unwilling to give up. “Postponing repayment for two years should be fine, right?”

Meng Jingzhou was worried that remaining silent might make Chieftain Jin consider kidnapping him for ransom from the Meng Family. “No problem. I’ll tell my dad when I return. Two years later, no interest charged.”

Chieftain Jin breathed a sigh of relief. It seems I won’t have to worry about being struck by lightning for a while. “Speaking of which, it’s been a long time since I saw Brother Potian. I often ask traveling merchants about Potian and the Meng Family’s recent situation. I heard that the Meng Family is the human race’s number one ancestral clan and spreads goodwill across the imperial city—generous in charity, fond of helping others, and treating all with kindness. They are held in high regard by the imperial city’s cultivators. Anyone who sees a member of the Meng Family would greet them with a smile.

“Brother Potian is even more outstanding, shining brightly in officialdom. Both civil and military officials praise him effusively, acclaiming him as having the talent of a prime minister of the ages...”

Meng Jingzhou became restless as he listened. None of these descriptions or adjectives seems to be related to the Meng Family. “Uncle Jin, if you have something to say, please say it directly.”

“Nephew, you’re a person of refreshing candor. One can tell you’re cut out for great things! Your uncle isn’t asking for much. I just hope the Meng Family could lend us some spirit stones.”

“Borrow again?” Meng Jingzhou was astonished. You just tried to welch, and now you have the nerve to ask for another loan. Is this how thick a great demon king’s skin is?

Chieftain Jin put on a solemn expression. “I’m not borrowing again. Previously, it was borrowed in my personal name. This time, it’s in the Qiongqi Tribe’s name. Don’t confuse the two.”

“...I can go back and talk to my family, but I can’t guarantee it’ll succeed.”

Chieftain Jin was overjoyed, his face even reverting to its original form. “Then I’ll trouble you to put effort into this matter, nephew!”

“Small matter, nothing worth mentioning,” Meng Jingzhou hurriedly replied. For safety’s sake, I should ask Steward Xu to speak to my dad when I return.

Calculating the time, he should be released by now.

Originally, Chieftain Jin wanted to call out the Qiongqi Tribe’s prodigies to spar with Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou. However, considering these two were the champion and runner-up of the Intermediate Golden Core Stage, he figured their tribe’s prodigies would likely struggle to win.

Besides, if they beat Meng Jingzhou, how would the Qiongqi Tribe borrow money?

For these reasons, he had to abandon the idea.

Chieftain Jin hosted them for two days before seeing them out of the tribe. He didn’t pursue the matter of entering the tomb for archaeology partly because of Meng Jingzhou’s identity, but there was another reason—he wanted to inform Great Xia about the ancient Dijiang’s unification of the Demon Region through the mouths of these three.

According to records, the ancient Dijiang had a violent temperament. Letting such a great demon unify the Demon Region could result in unpredictable fortune and calamity. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Yawn~ The Everlasting Immortal Fairy woke up in the tree. Seeing the three safe and sound, she knew what she thought was correct—Chieftain Jin wouldn’t make things difficult for them. “See, I told you it was a small matter. The Qiongqi Tribe was already poor in the past and has remained poor until now. It’s really not easy. In the past, I suggested to the old Qiongqi that the name ‘Qiongqi (extremely impoverished)’ was no good, for it signified the loss of wealth.[1] They ought to change their name.”

“Immortal Fairy, what did you suggest the qiongqi change their name to?”

“Wangcai (prosperous wealth)[2] and Fugui (rich and noble).”

1. The first character in “qiongqi” means poor. One of the meanings of “qi” is very/extremely. If you flip the name around, it can mean “extremely poor.” ☜

2. “Wangcai” is a common name for dogs. ☜