I'm Already the Richest Man, Why Did My System Just Arrive?

Carrying the painting scroll on his back was like carrying a mobile "Feng Bei." As long as he kept the scroll close to his body, Zheng Xiu could maintain a normal Divine Travel state and walk without hindrance.

It was convenient, far more so than having to constantly maintain a certain distance from Feng Bei. However, Zheng Xiu didn’t know what Feng Bei was currently experiencing inside the Cannibal Painting. He had great confidence in Feng Bei’s strength, but nearly an hour had passed since the absorption. As dawn broke, Feng Bei still hadn’t broken out of the Ghostly Realm, and Zheng Xiu couldn’t help but worry.

After flying for several dozen miles, Zheng Xiu slapped his forehead and turned back. He made a wide detour to avoid General Town and approached General Peak from the opposite side.

His destination was Yunliu Temple.

At this moment, Zheng Xiu finally understood.

’No wonder Chu Susu stole Gongsun Mo’s Ancient Painting so easily.’

’Chu Susu’s Stealing Skill isn’t completely traceless. No matter how fast she is, someone on guard would be able to notice something. But Master Dengdeng’s Path Mystic Skill is unfathomably profound. Thinking back now, his words must have held a hidden meaning. Something is definitely amiss.’

The sun climbed higher in the sky. Before long, Zheng Xiu appeared in the sky above Yunliu Temple.

Zheng Xiu descended from the sky like a Demon Fiend, making no attempt to hide his presence. With a loud BOOM, he landed in the center of the courtyard, blasting the piled apricot leaves high into the air. They scattered, drifting back down like a rain of leaves.

Zheng Xiu stood up amidst the rain of apricot leaves, let Chu Susu off his back, and, with the painting scroll still on his back, walked toward the main hall.

"The Painter, Zheng Shan, requests an audience with Master Dengdeng!"

The commotion alerted the entire temple. In an instant, numerous Ascetic Monks, carrying staffs, rushed angrily toward the source of the tremor. At first, they thought someone had hurled a giant boulder at Yunliu Temple, but a closer look revealed it was the "honored guest" who had just left the previous night. For a moment, all the Ascetic Monks froze, unsure if they should try to stop him.

"Stop! Master Dengdeng does not easily grant audiences to outsiders!"

As the others hesitated, a middle-aged Monk of some standing in Yunliu Temple stepped forward to block the way, his staff held behind him.

"Those who block me die!"

The smoke-like ink shadow, the partial wing, and his spectral form vanished. In their place stood Zheng Xiu, covered in blood. He let out a furious roar that boomed like thunder.

[Intimidation] triggered. The middle-aged Ascetic Monk who had blocked his path was instantly struck with terror. Under the influence of [Intimidation] and the sight of the blood-soaked Mighty Man before him, who knew what horrifying illusion he was seeing.

"Hey! How could you mess up the leaves I just finished sweeping!"

A familiar figure hurried around the corner of the main hall, his expression filled with anguish. It was none other than the flamboyant Monk, Ruchen. Apparently, he had painstakingly swept the courtyard’s fallen leaves into piles, only for the "Mighty Man’s landing" to scatter them the moment he looked away. A whole night’s work, wasted. The pain was written all over Ruchen’s face.

"Those who block me die. I want to see Master Dengdeng."

Zheng Xiu was frantic and ready to blast away anyone who got in his way, not even making an exception for Ruchen. Ruchen’s expression changed slightly, and he cast a pleading glance toward the closed doors of the hall.

Zheng Xiu’s expression was cold as he spoke, his voice low. "I have doubts in my mind, Master. A life is at stake. I implore you to resolve them for me."

The hall remained silent, without a sound.

Zheng Xiu motioned for Chu Susu to stay put and ascended the steps alone.

As he walked, he continued, "I am overcome with anxiety. If the Master makes me ’wait and wait’ any longer... I might just flatten this entire place, mountain, temple, and all. I, Zheng Shan, do what I say!"

Zheng Xiu stepped onto the second stair, his tone forceful and resonant, his determination unmistakable.

A soft sigh came from the main hall.

"Please, come in."