I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1263 - 1257: Take Him If You Want, I Barely Know Him

Chapter 1263: Chapter 1257: Take Him If You Want, I Barely Know Him
The young boys and girls stared in disbelief at Zhang Menglong’s hand, hovering in mid-air. They were half-joking with their earlier words, but who could have imagined that Zhang Menglong would actually consider it seriously for a moment.
A check for 10 billion Sacred Gold in cash—what an enormous amount of money! These few had traveled from their hometowns to attend Chanling Academy, bringing only tens of thousands of Sacred Gold, which was more than enough for their travel expenses, even leaving room for some extravagance.
They all hailed from prominent families in their hometowns, yet none had assets amounting to even a billion Sacred Gold. This young man casually took out 10 billion Sacred Gold in cash—how extraordinarily wealthy must he be?
As for Starstone, it was something they had never heard of before. If not worldly, such things would only be known to martial artists above the Wheel Mystery realm. They were merely True Martial artists and had never heard of Starstone.
"What is this Starstone?" someone immediately asked.
"Oh, it’s something that remains after a world is destroyed and collapses, generally used by Saints as cultivation resources."
"..." Hearing this explanation, their bodies nearly turned to stone.
What sort of situation was this? They thought they had picked up a half-dead cripple, but it turned out they had encountered a super-rich magnate?
"No, these things are too valuable, I can’t accept them," Xi Ningbing immediately declined. This was a wealth she’d never seen in this lifetime, and barring any accidents, she’d unlikely cross paths with Starstone in her next life either.
"True," Zhang Menglong nodded, "These indeed are a bit little."
Xi Ningbing and the others almost stumbled to the ground. She truly couldn’t accept these items; she only helped him casually, and this reward was too much.
"Could it be that you think my life, Zhang Menglong, is worth less than these material possessions?" Zhang Menglong could see that Xi Ningbing was truly a kind-hearted girl. Anyone else would have been overwhelmed just by the 10 billion Sacred Gold, let alone the Starstone.
Xi Ningbing smiled wryly, "It’s true I saved you, but these things are too precious. I really cannot accept them."
"Alright," seeing Xi Ningbing’s resolute refusal, Zhang Menglong felt a bit embarrassed. He put away the ring, hesitated for a moment, and then handed over a few items.
"These are some elixirs I made myself. They can restore injuries and enhance power, with no side effects. You can at least accept these, right?"
"This..."
"Sister Bing Bing, he’s offering them with genuine kindness," a girl stepped forward and took Zhang Menglong’s items. "Don’t worry, I’ll accept this on behalf of Sister Bing Bing."
"In that case, thank you," Xi Ningbing thought it over. Although these were also valuable, they were much more acceptable than a hefty 10 billion being thrown at them. Zhang Menglong seemed like the kind of person who reciprocates kindness, so she accepted them.
Of course, she didn’t realize just how extraordinary the elixirs were. The mentioned injury recovery was practically miraculous, almost akin to reviving the dead. Furthermore, ingesting the power-boosting elixirs could catapult them from the True Martial realm to the Heaven-breaking Realm within days.
The Swift Cranes they’d ridden had run off, so Zhang Menglong summoned his own spaceship, which, though incapable of warp travel, boasted far greater power and speed compared to the Swift Crane.
Along the way, while recovering from his injuries, Zhang Menglong gradually got to know these young people better.
They hailed from a place known as the Qingyang Empire, a Fourth Grade Empire, traveling to participate in the entrance exams at Chanling Academy, a Second Grade academy.
There were few First-grade academies across the Stigma Continent as their influence vastly surpassed that of regular empires and other sects. A single First-grade academy’s faculty strength even rivaled ten First-grade empires, akin to Huaxia’s prestigious universities, like Qingbei University.
As for these Second-grade academies, despite being just Second-grade, they could easily trounce a First-grade dynasty if it came to a head. They were equivalent to the 985/211 universities in Huaxia. Even within Second-grade academies, Saints were not absent, akin to academicians in those universities.
From Third to Fifth Grade, they were somewhat akin to regular universities, and anything beyond fifth grade was essentially a diploma mill.
"Kid, Chanling Academy is pretty remarkable," Xiao Bai said. "A Saint established it, and there are four Half-step Sages there. If you’re interested, studying there for a few years would be highly beneficial."
"I doubt there’s an academy in this world qualified to teach me," Zhang Menglong laughed. No matter how impressive the academies were, could they surpass the Super God Academy?
"But it seems we’re now quite central in the Stigma Continent’s region?" Zhang Menglong asked.
"Sort of, this area is very close to Stigma Dragon City," Xiao Bai replied. "But why are you heading there?"
"An appointment with a friend," Zhang Menglong smiled.
"You humans are really strange," Xiao Bai muttered. "As long as it doesn’t affect you helping me restore my body, go wherever you want."
...
By evening, Zhang Menglong and the group arrived at a city called Cicada Singing City, with Chanling Academy at its center. Although called a city, its scale surpassed that of regular nations.
By this time, Zhang Menglong’s body had recovered enough to barely walk. As his next destination differed from Xi Ningbing’s, Zhang Menglong hosted a meal at a hotel to bid farewell.
"I still owe you all a favor," after the feast, Zhang Menglong took out a Divine Light Rod, "This is for you."
"What’s this?" Xi Ningbing looked at the peculiar item. There seemed to be a button on it, but she didn’t dare to press it casually.
"If you ever face any difficulties, just press this button," Zhang Menglong said earnestly, "No matter where you are or whether you want to grab the moon from the sky or catch turtles from the five oceans, anything, I can help you achieve it."
"Yeah, right," laughed the other youngsters, "Just focus on healing yourself first."
"Exactly, we don’t want to find you lying around somewhere next time."
...
After leaving the hotel, Zhang Menglong roamed aimlessly around Cicada Singing City. With plenty of time, he decided to recuperate here for a few days. As a bustling metropolitan, Zhang Menglong was keen to explore it.
"Kid, someone’s following us," Xiao Bai suddenly said alertly.
"Yeah," Zhang Menglong nodded. Gou Dan had just warned him too, yet it was surprising since most people couldn’t escape his senses, not even regular Void Transformation realm martial artists.
"Show yourself!" Zhang Menglong turned into a secluded alley and turned around.
A shadow appeared on the wall, resembling a person’s shadow, and a chilling voice emerged from it.
"Hehehe, kid, I sense an impressive Demon Spirit on you. Tsk tsk tsk, it’s at least a peak Wheel Mystery realm Demon Spirit, must be quite a tonic..."
"Oh, so you’re here for it," Zhang Menglong glanced at Xiao Bai on his shoulder, then nonchalantly replied to the shadow, "You want it? Take it if you like. I’m not really close with it, and I won’t charge you."