Chapter 3 The Third Day
Early on the third morning, Lin Zhan emerged from his bedroom, supporting his aching waist.
After a day and two nights of competition between the couple, Lin Zhan had finally acquired ownership of the Ten Thousand Worlds Trading Company.
He had simply abandoned the idea of going to Fusang to withdraw funds.
In the words of the eldest grandson's wife of the Lin family: "My wealth is already sufficient. Now I only want a child to continue the Lin family bloodline. Since my husband has worked so hard, this mere Ten Thousand Worlds Trading Company can be your pocket money."
Lin Dashao, clutching his kidneys and sporting dark circles under his eyes, met up with the young Taoist who had rushed back from the Angel clan.
"Holy crap, big brother, what happened to you? You're walking like you're holding onto a wall, and you're even spitting blood." The young Taoist looked at Lin Zhan's ghastly appearance with utter astonishment.
Lin Zhan pushed the young Taoist aside and said, "Alright, stop spouting nonsense. Your eldest sister-in-law gave me the ownership of the Ten Thousand Worlds Trading Company. The profits from this period were indeed too little, so I didn't take them, leaving them as pocket money for your eldest sister-in-law and Ya'er."
The young Taoist nodded, looking surprised. "Big brother, you're amazing. It's fine to leave the profits; after all, the wealth isn't going to outsiders, it's all for our wives."
"I'll discuss it with Brother Xiao and take his people to tour each plane. In at most ten days to half a month, our profits can increase tenfold."
The young Taoist said, looking at the account book.
Just as the two brothers were squatting by the wall, discussing how to increase revenue, Da Shang's ancestor Zi Qi, along with the two Grand Dukes of the Shang clan, Zhaoming and Xiangtu, appeared before Lin Zhan and the young Taoist.
"What did you do, kid, to end up looking like this?"
Xiangtu casually lifted Lin Zhan and examined him.
Lin Zhan looked at the bandit ancestor, who stood over two meters thirty tall, and sighed helplessly.
Why were all the ancestors of their family like bandits? They were all hot-tempered, broad-shouldered, and powerfully built.
Except for those ancestors who looked like scholars, the rest were all dressed like fierce bandits.
Looking closely, they truly resembled ancestor Chi You more than ancestor Huang Di.
Looking at the two burly men, Zhaoming and Xiangtu, Lin Zhan then glanced at ancestors Zi Qi and Changruo, and Caoyu.
Why did these five generations of people not look alike?
Xiangtu, seeing Lin Zhan's furtive gaze, knew what the kid was thinking and delivered a resounding slap to Lin Zhan's head:
"What are you thinking about, kid? I'm telling you, everyone in our Da Shang shares the same bloodline."
"Don't look at my grandfather now; he's refined and dresses like a scholar. That's because he changed his appearance for his image after becoming a Grand Duke of the Shang clan. In the past, the old man's physique was even more robust than mine."
"As for Changruo and Caoyu, those two scoundrels, they purely dress like this to trick people. You've seen them instantly transform into muscular giants, carrying bricks and wreaking havoc, haven't you? That's their true form."
"Look at Zi Ming, Shang Jia Wei, Zi Tang, Zi Xin – which of them isn't a mighty man capable of supporting the heavens and changing the pillars? Without a good physique, how could you dare to snatch from anyone... bah, how could you dare to conquer the four directions?"
"Kid, do you know why those old Taoists from the Celestial Master's Mansion get beaten up whenever they encounter our family? It's because their physique is inadequate. So, your physique is also a bit thin; you still need to train."
Lin Zhan, utterly bewildered, took a towel from his storage space and wiped the saliva from his face.
This ancestor was good in every way, except he was a chatterbox.
"What are you wiping for, kid? Are you looking down on...?"
"Shut up. All day long, you just blabber to the juniors. If you keep blabbering like this, I'll kick you to death."
Xiangtu, seeing that Lin Zhan dared to wipe away his spittle, was immediately displeased. Just as he was about to start his "mini-sprinkler" mode again, he was kicked away by his own father, Zhaoming.
Lin Zhan looked gratefully at Zhaoming, finally spared from a "spit bath."
Speaking of which, ancestor Xiangtu seemed quite pleasant when he was lying in his coffin. How did he turn into a sprinkler as soon as he came out?
Ancestor Zi Qi looked at Lin Zhan, who was full of bad ideas, and then at the young Taoist who was looking down at the account book, and felt a tightness in his chest.
What a disaster. One of them is doing unconscionable things, and the other is blinded by money. How can there not be a single positive quality found in these two lads?
Lin Zhan blinked and said to Zi Qi, "Ancestor, please wait for me for a moment. I'm going to take a bath. Ancestor Xiangtu ate garlic this morning."
Half an hour later, Zhaoming and Xiangtu, holding Lin Zhan and the young Taoist, followed Zi Qi to the Shennong clan.
This time, the one sitting on the main throne of the Shennong clan was not ancestor Yan Di, but ancestor Shaodian.
Opposite ancestor Shaodian sat a strikingly handsome middle-aged man in a black robe, presumably the Demon Ancestor of the demon race.
Upon seeing the Demon Ancestor, both Lin Zhan and the young Taoist involuntarily drooled.
"This kid is your Human race's current Emperor Child, right?" The Demon Ancestor looked at Lin Zhan, who was grinning and drooling, with a strange expression, constantly pondering how his own Emperor Child could have been defeated by such an idiot.
Before anyone could speak, Lin Zhan, acting as if they were old friends, stepped forward and said, "Fat sheep... bah. Ahaha, my tongue slipped just now. I meant to say, welcome to Huaxia, Senior Demon Ancestor."
The Demon Ancestor instinctively moved aside: Good heavens, I've long heard that the old fellows of the Human race like to scheme. Now I've finally seen it for myself.
But this is too ruthless. To scheme, they could even choose an idiot to be their Emperor Child. This is truly brutal.
Lin Zhan smiled at the Demon Ancestor and said, "Senior Demon Ancestor, this is our first meeting. I'll give you a见面礼 (jiàn miàn lǐ - gift for a first meeting), I hope you'll like it."
The Demon Ancestor couldn't help but be stunned: Holy crap, he really is an idiot.
Lin Zhan waved his hand, and the demon race's Emperor Child, Xue Feng, and Da Bai, who had already gained a life force, instantly appeared before everyone.
The Demon Ancestor's gaze sharpened. He then felt the rich life force within the three of them and nodded.
He then looked at Lin Zhan and said, "You, at such a young age, possess such foresight. Xing'er was not wronged in losing to you."
He turned to ancestor Shaodian beside him and said, "Shaodian, with a son like this, your Human race is bound to prosper. I agree to your terms. Seven days from now, the demon race army will encamp on the Shenzu plane."
"Hahaha, good, you have courage, Demon Ancestor. Since we have this opportunity, let what needs to end, end." Shaodian said, rising with a hearty laugh.