The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

Matthew looked at the grammar, then looked at the large box of purple jade, sighed and said, "I have only been here for a short time, and I don't have enough merit. Is there any other way?"

Judging from Matthew's expression, it was obvious that Grammar had guessed it a long time ago.

He still had a smile on his face as he said, "It's okay, you can take the things away first. You just need to sign a receipt."

As he spoke, Wenfa took out a piece of paper from his storage bag and handed it to Matthew.

Reaching out to take the document and after reading its contents, Matthew's eyes suddenly turned gloomy.

The so-called written receipt is clearly a promissory note.

It said that he could take local things in advance.

However, the remaining merits must be made up within the specified time.

In addition, additional interest must be paid every month.

According to the requirements on the document, Matthew owed 50,000 merits, and the interest alone would be 2,000 merits every month.

Matthew looked at Wenfa with a gloomy face, which made Wenfa feel uneasy.

He had also heard about what happened to Matthew in the mission hall before and knew that Matthew's behavior could not be judged by common sense.

After staring at the grammar for a few seconds, Matthew's mouth suddenly moved, but no sound came out.

Obviously, he was performing the art of voice transmission.

But Matthew was not telepathic to grammar.

Soon, footsteps were heard outside.

Gulidong walked in.

As soon as Gulidong arrived, Matthew threw the document in his hand to him.

After quickly reading the contents of the document, a look of anger suddenly appeared on Gulidong's face, and he turned around and glared at Wenfa.

"I had no idea when our tribe changed the rules!" Gulidong gritted his teeth and stared at Wenfa as he spoke word by word.

"This is a new rule set by the Great Elder. I have no other choice. It is not targeted at any one person, but applies to all members of our clan."

Wen Fa pretended to look innocent and spread his hands.

"When were the new rules set?" Gulidong asked again.

"When you came here, it hadn't been released yet." Wen Fa said with a smile on his face.

"To change the rules, the eight clan leaders need to vote. It cannot be decided by the chief clan leader alone. Besides, the chief clan leader is not in the clan. Who told you this rule?"

Gulidong was trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart at this moment, and even the document in his hand was crumpled into a ball.

"The great patriarch is not here, but I still have the right to speak."

Just then, a cold voice sounded from behind a shelf.

Hearing the sound, the three of them immediately turned around to look.

I saw a middle-aged man in a black robe slowly walking out from behind the shelf.

When Gulidong saw this person, his expression changed slightly, he gritted his teeth and saluted, "Greetings, Second Clan Leader!"

The man who was called the second patriarch by Gulidong didn't even look at him. He walked slowly over and stood next to Wenfa.

He looked at Matthew with a slightly amused look.

"Did you change the rules at the last minute?" Matthew asked calmly.

"Yes, it was changed specially for you." The second patriarch nodded and admitted frankly.

"Do you really want to make things difficult for me?" Matthew continued to ask.

"We don't welcome outsiders like you. If you know what's good for you and leave, we won't make things difficult for you anymore." The second patriarch shrugged and said.

"How old are you?"

Suddenly, Matthew asked a question that stunned everyone present.

Even the second patriarch looked at Matthew with some confusion, obviously not expecting Matthew to ask such a question.

His original intention was to provoke Matthew here, and then use this as an excuse to put pressure on the three clan leaders and force Matthew to leave the ghost clan.

But judging from Matthew's current performance, he doesn't seem to be angry.

He even asked a question that had nothing to do with the current situation.

The second patriarch's mind raced, and he didn't think there was any problem, so he said, "I have lived for more than three thousand years, what's wrong?"

"More than three thousand years old...the lifespan of the ghost clan is really long. Then the second clan leader should rarely fight with others on a daily basis." Matthew nodded with a look of understanding and suddenly smiled.

Without waiting for the second patriarch to reply, the smile on Matthew's face suddenly disappeared and turned gloomy.

"I think I'm a decent person. As long as others don't provoke me, I usually won't take the initiative to cause trouble. I think you've been sitting in the position of the clan leader for a long time, and some things may have been forgotten. Since you choose to jump out, I'll start with you."

When Matthew said this, a strong murderous aura suddenly burst out from his body.

This murderous aura was like a whirlwind, spreading in all directions as soon as it appeared.

Wen Fa and Guli Dong, who were the closest to them, were swept up in the whirlwind of murderous aura, and their bodies flew backwards uncontrollably.

The Second Elder's clothes were crackling in the whirlwind, but his body did not move at all.

"You are only at the early stage of Nascent Soul, yet you dare to act so presumptuous in front of me? Today, I will let you see the magical power of the ghost clan!"

Following the second patriarch’s roar, an even more terrifying aura instantly burst out.

Directly suppressed the murderous aura released by Matthew.

Even though the ghost clan is not good at fighting with others, the second clan leader is a genuine god-transforming cultivator.

Naturally, Matthew was not afraid of his cultivation being suppressed.