80: Spending money like water, all for a beautiful woman.

For Qin Lang, more than 20 million biological energy was indeed just a string of numbers.

But he was very clear that if these numbers were used on the people around him, they could be converted into tangible combat power.

Early the next morning, Qin Lang appeared downstairs at the Kunlun Academy girls' dormitory, carrying two exquisite gift boxes.

"Qin Lang! So early?"

When Su Muyue ran downstairs, her hair was still a bit messy, clearly just having woken up, but this did not affect her youthful and vibrant beauty in the slightest.

She threw herself into Qin Lang's arms and rubbed against him like a little kitten.

"I brought you something."

Qin Lang smiled and tucked those two unruly strands of hair behind her ear, then handed the gift boxes over.

"What is this?"

Su Muyue took the boxes curiously.

When she opened the first box and saw the Flying Sword inside, which shimmered with a pale cyan halo, she was completely stunned.

The Flying Sword was crystalline throughout, with a razor-thin blade, as if it had been carved from a single piece of top-grade Wind Spirit Jade; just by looking at it, one could feel the surrounding wind elements cheering and leaping with joy.

"This is... the matching main sword for the Shadowless Flying Sword?"

Su Muyue's hand trembled slightly.

She had seen this item in the academy's treasure vault catalog.

A Flying Sword at the level of a Superior-grade energy weapon!

For a wind-element Evolver, this was simply a Divine Artifact!

"Take a look at this one too."

Qin Lang signaled for her to open the other box.

It was a crimson shield only the size of a palm, engraved with intricate flame patterns, emitting a scorching aura.

"Flame Shield!"

Su Muyue covered her mouth, her eyes wide open.

This was a fire-attribute defensive Magic Treasure; once activated, it could instantly form a blazing barrier in front of the user, capable of blocking even the full-force strike of a Fourth-Tier Expert!

The combined value of these two items definitely exceeded two million biological energy!

Even in the Su Family's prime, they wouldn't have been able to afford such a lavish expenditure to equip a junior with gear of this level.

"Qin Lang... this is too valuable!"

Su Muyue slammed the box shut and tried to shove it back into Qin Lang's arms.

"I can't take this! Where did you get so much money?"

"Is it... is it because you sold all your own Cultivate resources to buy these for me?"

Seeing the little girl's anxious expression, looking as if she were about to cry, Qin Lang felt a warmth in his heart.

He reached out and held down her two restless little hands.

"Silly girl, what are you thinking?"

Qin Lang calmly began to make up a lie.

"This was a former collection of my mentor, Fei Changqing, which was almost rusting away in the warehouse."

"You know, that old man only knows how to drink all day now and has no use for these at all."

"I just pestered him a bit, saying it was for my fiancée to use for self-defense."

"As a result, he waved his hand and gave me a rock-bottom price, selling it to me at a 20% discount."

Su Muyue blinked her large eyes, somewhat doubtful.

"Re... really?"

"Is Teacher Fei really that easy to talk to?"

"Of course."

Qin Lang patted his chest to guarantee it.

"Who am I? I am his closing Disciple, and I will be the one to take care of him and see him off in his old age."

"He definitely has to give me that much Face."

Only then did Su Muyue half-believingly accept the gifts.

But she didn't immediately take them to try out; instead, she pulled that little pink notebook out of her small bag.

Biting on the end of her pen, she wrote and drew on it with a serious expression.

"One Superior-grade Flying Sword... one Flame Shield..."

"Qin Lang, even though it was bought at a discount, it was still your money."

"I can't pay you back now, but I will work hard to evolve!"

"When I become a great power in the future, I'll buy you the best equipment too!"

Watching her cute, meticulous bookkeeping, Qin Lang couldn't help but reach out and pinch her collagen-rich cheeks.

"Alright, I'll wait for that day when I can live off you."

After seeing Su Muyue off, Qin Lang found an empty corner and took out his phone.

On the screen was the contact interface for Shangguan Xue.

He hesitated for a moment but still sent a message over.

"Sister Xue, the equipment has arrived. When are you free?"

The message was sent, but it was like a stone sinking into the ocean; there was no response for a long time.

He tried calling her via voice call again.

"Sorry, the user you are calling is temporarily unavailable..."

Qin Lang sighed and put away his phone.

It seems this woman is in seclusion to evolve, aiming for a higher Realm.

After all, when he last saw her, she was already at the ninth level of Core Condensation, just one step away from a Breakthrough to the Third Tier.

"Why work so hard?"

Qin Lang shook his head helplessly.

But on second thought, the harder Shangguan Xue worked, the greater the benefits for him.

Once she successfully breaks through to the Third Tier, wouldn't his own Martial Artist cultivation take off like a rocket?

"Forget it, I'll wait until you come out of seclusion."

Qin Lang put the top-grade ice-type equipment, specially prepared for Shangguan Xue, back into his space bag.

In the following days, Qin Lang's life returned to that calm state that made people envious, jealous, and hateful.

Except for occasionally visiting Lingxin Pharmacy Pavilion to see Ye Linger, he spent most of his time holed up in his dormitory.

Either teasing the cat or sleeping.

This kind of life where "evolution depends entirely on others, and lying flat means getting stronger" was so comfortable it was practically decadent.

However.

In stark contrast to his leisure, the entire evolution world of the Capital City was in an uproar because of those few Saint-Grade Potions.

In the headquarters building of the Gene Apothecary Association.

"Still not working!"

An old man with white hair fiercely smashed the test tube in his hand onto the ground.

"Can't analyze it! Completely unable to analyze it!"

"The ingredients of this potion are clearly very ordinary, but that perfect level of Fusion, and that vitality that seems to contain the rhythm of life..."

"How on earth was it achieved?!"

He was the president of the Association and also the recognized leading authority on pharmacy for the entire Alliance.

But at this moment, facing the two-star Saint-Grade Potion that had been bought at a high price, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

It was just like an elementary school student facing calculus.

Meanwhile, in the top-floor laboratory of the Atlas Group.

Zhuo Zhenxiong's expression was equally terrifyingly gloomy.

In front of him sat the Saint-Grade Potion that had been bought for over a million, surrounded by a dozen of the group's top Apothecaries.

This group had been researching without sleep or rest for three days and three nights.

"President Zhuo... we have tried our best."

The chief Apothecary wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his voice trembling.

"We tried thousands of blending techniques, and even used supercomputer simulations."

"But... we can't even touch the threshold of Saint Grade."

"Let alone replicating those three-layered color rings, we can't even achieve the most basic stability of the potion's effects."

"This kind of technology... simply doesn't look like something that can be achieved by current technology."

Zhuo Zhenxiong's fingers tapped lightly on the desktop.

"Can't you find that mysterious Sacred-Grade Alchemist?"

"Cannot find them."

The subordinate reported with head bowed.

"The auction house is keeping a very tight lip, saying that the Great Master does not want to be disturbed."

"The people we sent out didn't even catch a glimpse of them."

Zhuo Zhenxiong narrowed his eyes, looking at the potion shimmering with a charming halo.

If it were a technological barrier, that would be easy to handle.

But this was clearly some kind of unique talent, or... some kind of long-lost Divine-Grade Legacy.

"Keep investigating."

"Use every means necessary; we must dig this person out."

"If such a person cannot be used by me..."

A glimmer of ruthlessness flashed in Zhuo Zhenxiong's eyes.

"Then destroy them."

Not just the Atlas Group.

The Tianchen Group, military representatives, major top-tier families...

Countless factions were secretly using various means, frantically investigating the true identity of that mysterious Sacred-Grade Alchemist.

For a time, dark currents surged throughout the Capital City.

Everyone was guessing what kind of peerless expert this big shot, capable of blending Saint-Grade Potions, really was.

An old monster living in seclusion for many years?

Or a mysterious visitor from the other side of deep space?

However.

No one could have imagined.

This "mysterious big shot" who had stirred up the entire situation.

Was currently wearing a pair of boxers, lying leisurely on a bed in the Olympus Academy dormitory.

Holding a cat teaser stick in his hand, teasing that noble "Your Highness the Princess."

"Meow—!"

Xiaobai jumped up in a rage and swatted the feather in Qin Lang's hand away with one paw.

"Inferior human! That's enough!"

"This Princess is letting you learn spells! Not letting you keep me as a pet!"

Qin Lang lazily turned over and reached out to grab a bag of dried fish from the bedside table.

"Fine, fine, fine, learning spells."

"But before that, eat this first."

Looking at the dried fish emitting an enticing aroma, Xiaobai's pair of purple eyes went straight instantly.

The curses that had reached the tip of her tongue were swallowed back down forcibly.

"Hmph... considering you are so sincere..."

"This Princess will reluctantly eat one bite."

Qin Lang watched the cat devouring the food, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted.

The world outside was in chaos.

None of my business.

As long as my bound targets are capable, this sky won't collapse.