Crossing the Timeline: Is It Reasonable for Me, the God of Wealth, To Be Short on Money? Chapter 257

“You…”

Su Wen listened to Li Wenze’s words and fell into silence.

Indeed!

Li Wenze had heard so top-secret news: the God of Wealth was not dead and even had a connection to him.

If he connected the dots well, he would quickly think of the God of Martial Arts.

Of course, due to the God of Martial Arts’s imnse strength, the probability of the recently awakened and weak God of Wealth being a powerful God of Martial Arts was nearly zero.

“Take these things!”

Su Wen flipped his right hand, revealing a space ring.

This was one of the many gains from the God of Theater’s previous visit to the Dream Aspect Clan. He glanced at the rare treasures inside; there weren’t many, but if Li Wenze didn’t waste money, they would be enough for him to grow to king-level status.

A drop of kindness should be repaid with a fountain of gratitude!

At first, the three million Li Wenze had supported him with could exchange for these rare treasures, which was worth it to others.

But for him, that three million was far more valuable than the rare treasures now.

If not for the temptation of wealth, he would have probably given even more.

However, after becoming a king-level fate bearer, so problems should no longer be problems.

“Thank you, God of Martial Arts!”

Li Wenze exclaid excitedly as he accepted the space ring.

“This is what you deserve.”

Su Wen said, and then with a thought, the spellbook began to flip.

Soul magic!

Forgetfulness spell!

“Let the mories be forgotten until the mont you are rescued!”

Following Su Wen’s ntal instruction, a white beam of light appeared from the spellbook.

In the next mont, it entered Li Wenze’s brow.

The forgetting began!

“The space ring is a gift from the God of Martial Arts!”

Su Wen murmured to himself, “Seeing you tortured to the point of losing your humanity, the kind God of Martial Arts couldn’t bear it. While using his power to heal your wounds, he also gave you so compensation.”

“Compensation for Huaxia’s lack of strength, allowing a re Demon Witch tribe to dare to imprison a fate bearer of Huaxia?”

As he spoke, Su Wen thought about how so fate bearers in the future might rush to the Arrow Realm, seeking the God of Martial Arts’s gifts and then find themselves imprisoned.

So, he added one final remark.

“This is your agreent with the God of Martial Arts, known only to you and ; no third party should know.”

“Not even your beloved!”

Monts later, Li Wenze opened his dazed eyes.

Upon seeing Su Wen, he shivered and quickly straightened up.

“Thank you, God of Martial Arts!”

“Since you’re safe now, hurry back!”

Su Wen waved his hand dismissively. As soon as he spoke, Li Wenze didn’t hesitate; he bowed once more and turned to leave.

At ho, soone was waiting for him!

His family must be worried after his long absence, right?

“Showing off the God of Martial Arts’s combat power, but is a single slap really enough?”

Su Wen glanced around and thought, “I originally planned to wipe out the Demon Witch tribe if their Earth Deity didn’t show up.”

“Next, I’ll see if I can gather so intel from the Demon Witch tribe or directly target so races hostile to the fate bearers of Huaxia.”

“I could just storm in and take out a dozen Emperor Level opponents.”

“Is there anything more shocking than the fall of Emperor Level beings?”

As he pondered, Su Wen stroked his chin and looked up at the sky. “What if… I pay a visit to the Magic Clan?”

“Even though a few Emperor Level beings died in the Magic Clan last ti, it’s still a top-tier Arrow Realm.”

“Especially when the Celestial Prison Lord showed up, talking all high and mighty—there must still be Emperor Level beings in their clan.”

“Besides, it’s only fair to wipe out this race, isn’t it?”

In the previous sub-tilines, this race had captured him and subjected him to all kinds of torture.

Letting them continue to exist would be a slap in the face to his past self from that tiline.

It would also be a disrespect to the Star God of that tiline!

After all, if that incident hadn’t happened, the Star God and Fighting God wouldn’t have tead up to rescue him, nor would they have been ambushed by that shadowy race.

From a strength perspective, he shouldn’t provoke the Holy Spirit clan or the Ghost Spirit clan.

But as for the Magic Clan, it’s ti to settle the score.

“Huh?”

Suddenly, Su Wen’s eyebrow twitched.

In the next mont, the sky turned pitch black, with purple thunder and blood-red lightning crackling and flashing.

“Your Excellency, God of Martial Arts!”

“Since you’re still here, co with to the Ghost Spirit Clan!”

A voice that made the very space tremble echoed around, and then a massive ripple in space appeared in the sky above the Demon Witch realm.

Out of the ripple stepped a middle-aged man in black robes adorned with golden patterns, his face stern and resolute.

Beside him was the Young Man in Black, who had fled earlier.

Now, the Young Man in Black was no longer half-naked.

He was clad in black battle attire, a sharp Divine Sword hanging at his waist, looking dashing and imposing.

Of course, if only two people had co, there would be no need to create such a large ripple in space.

Under Su Wen’s gaze, three magnificent and wide treasure ships flew out from the ripple in space.

As they passed, the space trembled.

But that wasn’t the most important part; the most significant thing was that these three treasure ships were entirely forged from fine golden divine iron, inscribed with various complex and obscure formation patterns.

At a glance, they gave off a very expensive vibe.

Looking at the scene above, a flash of excitent crossed Su Wen’s eyes.

As expected from the Ghost Spirit clan!

Just when he was in need, they delivered exactly what he wanted.

And these treasure ships looked incredibly valuable!

If he could refine them, hmm… forget it. Such good things should be taken back!

Refining them directly would be a bit of a waste.

“Buzz!”

“Buzz!”

“Buzz!”

“……”

Within Su Wen, four supre treasures trembled slightly, fully activated.

However, this activated state was purely defensive.

Before rging with Fighting God’s power, he was just a seventh-level warrior who possessed four supre amulets and a spellbook.

Moreover, above the Demon Witch realm, the Ghost Spirit clan was still continuously entering.

Even if they were going to fight, they had to wait until the others ca in, right?

But he felt that if a battle broke out in the Demon Witch realm, it would probably… be dood to not survive.

“Your Excellency, God of Martial Arts, today our Ghost Spirit clan cos with sincerity.”

The middle-aged man stood in the air, leaning against the battleships of the Ghost Spirit clan, looking down at Su Wen, and said indifferently, “As long as you agree to visit our Ghost Spirit clan as a guest, then I will overlook your action of taking my grandson’s treasure.”

“Please, think carefully!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward, and an incredibly terrifying aura erupted around him.

At the sa ti, behind him, fifty powerful auras surged into the sky, stirring the winds and clouds.

It seed to showcase!

And also to intimidate!

Each of these fifty powerful auras represented a powerful being at the Emperor Level.