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Outside Taotie City, there is an abandoned God of Wealth’s Temple.
This small temple is already in ruins, with the temple gate collapsed and the walls bearing the marks of time.
The wild grass in front of the temple is lush and thick, reaching up to the knees.
Qiao Mu walked through the temple gate and looked up at the statue of the God of Wealth inside, only to find that the statue was also in a state of disrepair.
The statue of the God of Wealth holds a Gold Ingot in its hand, but its face is already blurry, and even its head is not intact, with only half of the statue left.
The big Gold Ingot in the hands looked intact, standing out in the fading broken stone statue’s hand.
Of course, this Gold Ingot was just a stone statue painted with gold paint.
"The cities and towns in the Southwest Province have all converted to believe in the Yunxiao Sect’s immortals, so these wild temples have naturally fallen into ruin," Qing Li said.
She came to find the Golden Village, and Qiao Mu had the same goal."According to Yang Xiaoqian, this god of wealth is a kind god who doesn’t like to see people in need," Qing Li said.
"As long as you devoutly worship and tell about your financial difficulties, you will receive a response and get some gold from the god’s hand," she added.
"Should I beg for money, or should I?"
"Begging for money?" Qiao Mu shrugged. "If this god is truly kind, why did Taotie City have three years of storms and rain?"
"Is this god good, or have people like Yang Xiaoqian who received gold from him gone astray?"
Qiao Mu didn’t say much, he took a step forward and punched the head of the statue of the God of Wealth in the air.
With a loud bang, the head of the statue of the God of Wealth was instantly shattered into pieces by the punch, turning into a pile of dust and rubble.
But after this punch, a faint voice started echoing in the small temple:
"Why can’t I be a kind god?"
"I only gave them money, everything else is their own doing."
Qiao Mu listened carefully, but couldn’t determine where the voice was coming from, it seemed to be within the temple and the surrounding forest, elusive and untraceable.
"Qiao Pian," the voice pronounced.
"I thought you were different. Turns out, you are just like everyone else, always blaming everything on me." The faint voice echoed around.
The voice recognized me? Qiao Mu frowned in secret.
In fact, he had changed his appearance through Shape Changing Skill, now looking completely different from Qiao Pian.
Qing Li could guess his identity, but from the sounds of the Golden Village creature, did Qiao Mu notice him when he caused trouble in Taotie City?
"You are not the source of trouble in Taotie City, am I?" Qiao Mu asked without blushing or being out of breath.
He had only been in this city for about half a month, and although he deceived the Luo family of ten thousand ounces of silver, it was not enough to cause chaos in the whole city. ʀÅ₦о₿Ɛș
"Let me ask you this: Is money a good thing?" a mysterious voice asked.
"Of course it is."
Qiao Mu thought to himself, Isn’t that obvious? He wasn’t a foolish person who drank too much chicken soup.
"So when I bestowed precious stones upon the people of Taotie City, it was with good intentions," the mysterious voice said.
"It’s just that human desires are insatiable, and everyone falls prey to greed in their hearts."
"When their greed gets out of control and they can’t control the money I give them, they end up being ruled by money and become slaves to greed."
"So, the source of trouble in Taotie City has never been me, nor some philosopher’s stone."
"It’s the deep-seated greed in people’s hearts…" the voice sighed softly, with a hint of pity in its tone.
"Misdeeds will bring disasters."
"If one possesses excessive wealth but their mind cannot match it, they will be consumed by their desires."
Qiao Mu listened quietly to the voice’s narrative and carefully observed his surroundings, trying to locate the source of the elusive voice.
"What I have done is merely a game about human nature," the elusive voice continued.
"I only say to every poor person who enters this temple, pleading with me…"
"If I give you a philosopher’s stone, it will bring you endless gold, boundless wealth."
"Will your life get better or worse?"
The vague voice paused slightly and became lower:
"Everyone."
"Everyone gave me the same answer."
"Naturally, it will get better."
"But in these three years… they were all wrong."
Yang Xiaoqian, who received a touchstone, hid his money at home, pretending to be an ordinary person and interacting with his family during the day, secretly becoming the behind-the-scenes boss of Shanzhen Tower.
By using a little bit of gold and silver leaked from his fingertips as rewards, he made his adopted brother, who worked for him, cheer happily and vow to serve the restaurant owner wholeheartedly.
The leader of the Luo family, who received a touchstone, turned the gold produced by the touchstone into a business, revitalizing the entire family, and through merchants like Luo Cheng, spread the legend of Golden Village to outsiders, attempting to make the common understanding of Golden Village the consensus of the entire Southwest Province.
"Among those who obtained the Philosopher’s Stone, none of them lived comfortably with a little wealth." The voice murmured softly:
"Either becoming arrogant because of money, or becoming greedier day by day….in the end, they will not have a good ending."
"Money is a good thing. But in this trial, everyone is a loser."
"You make a smooth point." Qiao Mu said calmly.
He paced around in this small broken temple, his gaze scanning around, suddenly becoming sharp.
"But…"
Qiao Mu stopped his steps, stomped on the ground, and burst out with the Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps in an instant.
In a flash, his figure turned into a faint shadow, rushing towards the broken statue… holding the Gold Ingot in his hands.
"But who the hell do you think you are? Do the common people need you to test them? Do they need you to preach to them? Stop pretending to be some kind of saint or deity!"
"Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method!"
He clenched his iron fist tightly, and a powerful surge of energy turned into a blood-red light and fiercely hit the Gold Ingot in the hands of the Wealth God.
Buzzing……
The sound of the iron fist hitting the Gold Ingot was as loud as a bell, echoing through this small rundown temple.
The strong wind stirred up in all directions, causing the Gold Ingot, painted in gold, to crash against the temple wall, making the already dilapidated wall collapse with a cloud of dust rising.
The huge Gold Ingot floated up from the collapsed temple wall, suspended in the air, emitting a golden light.
Clearly, the Gold Ingot in the hands of the Wealth God statue was the so-called Golden Village monster.
The Gold Ingot was not made of gold, nor even copper, but just a stone painted with a layer of gold.
Perhaps it was because of this that when this Gold Ingot statue transformed into a monster, it gained the magical ability to turn things into gold.
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