Chapter 361
is not enough to consume even a fraction of my wealth.
Lin Xia listened to Qin Ming's explanation, which was tinged with embarrassment and helplessness.
His gaze swept across the ground and over Qin Ming's worried, smirking face, and a knowing smile crept onto his lips.
He didn't say much, but casually reached into his robes—the movement as natural as brushing away a speck of dust from his sleeves.
The next moment, a thin card appeared between his slender fingers.
The card was not the gold of an ordinary gold soul coin storage card, but rather as deep as black jade, with faint dark gold soul guide patterns flowing across its surface, and fine mithril threads inlaid along its edges. Under the bright soul guide lights of the training ground, it reflected a restrained yet noble cold light.
This is clearly not an ordinary gold soul coin card, but a soul guide certificate representing the top-level authority of Gengjin City and storing astronomical wealth.
With a slight flick of her wrist, Lin Xia sent the black jade card flying precisely and steadily toward Qin Ming, as if carried by an invisible current.
"I'll cover the repair costs."
Lin Xia's voice was calm and even, as if she were talking about something trivial, like casually buying a cup of tea.
The card traced an elegant arc in the air.
However, before Qin Ming could subconsciously reach out to catch it, a figure had already flashed in front of him like a ghost!
Chief Education Commissioner's Dream Machine!
This usually calm and composed Soul Douluo displayed an agility far beyond his years.
He appeared beside Qin Ming almost instantly, catching the black jade card before anyone else could reach him.
The card felt slightly cool to the touch, and its unique material and soul-guiding fluctuations gave him a chill, making him even more certain that the card's value far exceeded his imagination.
Meng Shenji's face was filled with an extremely eager and even slightly fearful smile. He hurriedly waved his hands at Lin Xia, his tone urgent and resolute.
"Oh dear! Lord Lin! What are you doing? This is unacceptable! How can I accept your money!"
His voice rose slightly with excitement.
"This small amount of money is not a problem for our Heaven Dou Royal Academy!"
"Besides, it's perfectly normal for the training ground to suffer some wear and tear during student sparring. It's all normal training wear and tear! The academy has its own maintenance budget, so we wouldn't let you spend any money!"
As Meng Shenji spoke, he held the black jade card in both hands, as if it were a hot potato or a priceless treasure, eagerly wanting to return it to Lin Xia, adopting an extremely humble posture.
His mind raced with thoughts.
What a joke!
Are you asking this guy to pay for the venue repairs?
Putting aside whether he dares to accept the money, the act itself could cause this unfathomable city lord to harbor some dissatisfaction with the academy!
Problems that can be solved with money are utterly insignificant compared to the bigger picture of winning over Lin Xia!
He even regretted not stepping forward immediately to offer that the college would cover all the costs.
Looking at Meng Shenji's apprehensive and desperately declining appearance, Lin Xia's smile deepened, carrying a hint of worldly wisdom and an undeniable indifference.
He didn't reach out to take the card; he simply shook his head slightly.
"Come on, Meng Education Commissioner."
Lin Xia's voice remained calm, but the content of her words was like a thunderclap, exploding in the ears of everyone who had just experienced the shock of Bangiras and whose minds had not yet fully calmed down.
“I told you, I don’t need that.”
He paused slightly, his gaze sweeping over the young faces with varying expressions on the training field before finally settling on Meng Shenji. His tone was as calm as if he were stating a simple, objective fact.
"After all, I have enough money to buy your entire Heaven Dou Royal Academy—including this mountain, your proud mimicry training area, library collections, and even the retirement pensions of your three education committee members."
Lin Xia's tone was devoid of any boasting or deliberate intent, as if she were simply describing an objectively existing number.
"It's not even enough to consume one percent of my wealth."
"hiss--!"
Inside the training field, a chorus of gasps, almost uncontrollable, rose and fell.
The air seemed to freeze completely at the weight of those seemingly casual yet profoundly powerful words. Yu Tianheng's tall frame stiffened abruptly, and his heart, which had just begun to calm, raced wildly once more.
Buy the entire Heaven Dou Royal Academy?
Along with the mountain?
Less than one percent of his wealth?!
Although the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family has a rich history, its enormous expenses and resource allocation often leave it struggling to make ends meet.
As a candidate for the position of junior clan leader, he was all too aware of the immense financial pressure of maintaining a top-tier power.
Lin Xia's words completely shattered his understanding of the limits of wealth.
This is not just rich enough to rival a country, this is rich enough to rival a continent!
Dugu Yan's emerald green eyes widened, her red lips slightly parted, completely forgetting to close them.
Poison Douluo's granddaughter had seen many rare treasures, but the scale of wealth Lin Xia described made her feel as if she were listening to a myth.
She subconsciously looked at the City Lord of Gengjin City, whom her grandfather had mentioned with a hint of solemnity, and felt that the other party's figure seemed to be shrouded in a layer of dazzling golden light under the soul guide lamp.
Yu Feng, Oslo, and the Graphite and Stone Mill brothers—these Royal Fighting team members, from different backgrounds but all considered well-off—now had only blank and bewildered expressions on their faces.
They couldn't even comprehend what "buying the entire Heaven Dou Royal Academy" meant, let alone "one percent." The enormous numerical gap left their minds blank.
Qin Ming was completely dumbfounded.
Born into a commoner family, he knew the value of the Gold Soul Coins.
Repairing the training ground was already a huge expense in his eyes, but the card Lin Xia casually tossed out and her subsequent one percent comment were completely beyond his imagination.
He felt that his worldview was being repeatedly crushed and reshaped.
However, among everyone present, Ning Rongrong was the most shocked.
This little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was instilled with the idea from a young age that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was the richest in the world and controlled nearly half of the continent's wealth.
She was used to measuring things by wealth, and used to others' awe and envy of her wealth and background.
Back at Shrek Academy, she proudly declared that even the toilets in our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were cleaner than the dean's office here. She also witnessed her father, Ning Fengzhi, lower himself in front of Lin Xia for the share of soul tools for Gengjin City, even bidding at any cost.
She had always believed that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was the ultimate symbol of wealth.
until now.
Lin Xia's words were like a thunderbolt from the heavens, striking her deeply ingrained beliefs!
Her delicate face instantly lost all color, and her glassy eyes were filled with extreme shock, bewilderment, and a kind of... helplessness after being completely overturned.
She remembered how her father had lost his composure in front of Lin Xia.
He recalled Lin Xia's nonchalant attitude when he casually reduced the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's share by half.
I recalled the legendary splendor of Gengjin City, where the light of soul tools flowed.
So that's how it is... So that's how the difference in wealth between my father's almost humble plea and Lin Xia's casual charity was hidden!
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's pride in its immense wealth seems, in the face of Lin Xia, to be... just so-so.
An unprecedented sense of insignificance and a dizzying feeling of cognitive collapse instantly gripped her.
She instinctively clenched the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force. Her lips moved, but she couldn't utter a single word.
A faint ripple flickered in Zhu Zhuqing's cool, cat-like eyes, but it quickly returned to its icy calm.
She wasn't particularly interested in wealth itself, but Lin Xia's absolute control—both in terms of power and wealth—once again confirmed her judgment.
Meng Yiran was completely stunned by these outrageously extravagant remarks, and her gaze towards Lin Xia was now filled with pure, almost worshipful awe. (End of Chapter)