Chapter 7: The One Million Reward Rules-Douluo: Após Vincular o Sistema de Magnata, Fui Forçado a me Tornar um Deus(Cada palavra torna-se um ensinamento.)

"Consider it the headquarters for my Beggar Gang in Nuoding City."

Zhou Yang froze. The Beggar Gang's headquarters?

Good heavens! His perspective had been too narrow; he had assumed the land was for Tang Niannian to build a house.

Purchasing such a massive plot of land had clearly depleted Tang Niannian's balance. However, the moment the mission was completed, the one million Gold Soul Coins she had spent reappeared in her Doraemon-style pocket as actual available funds.

With the system reward secured and an extra million on top, Tang Niannian thought to herself: I can’t spend it all! I really can’t spend it all!

[Ding! System mission upgraded!]
[Every time the host spends one million Gold Soul Coins, the system will provide a corresponding reward!]
[Now unlocked—]
[One million Gold Soul Coins, reward: God-tier quality martial soul, Yata Soul-Binding Mirror (Obtained)]
[Two million Gold Soul Coins, reward: A set of thousand-year soul rings (upgradable) (Locked)]
[Three million Gold Soul Coins, reward: A set of thousand-year soul bones (upgradable) (Locked)]
[Five million Gold Soul Coins, reward: Upgrade thousand-year soul rings to ten-thousand-year soul rings (Locked)]
[Ten million Gold Soul Coins, reward: Upgrade thousand-year soul bones to ten-thousand-year soul bones (Locked)]
[Thirty million Gold Soul Coins, reward: Martial soul gold-plating, quality evolution (excluding the Yata Soul-Binding Mirror) (Locked)]
[Fifty million Gold Soul Coins, reward: Soul bone gold-plating, quality enhancement (Locked)]
[One hundred million Gold Soul Coins, reward: Soul ring gold-plating, quality enhancement (Locked)]
[One billion Gold Soul Coins, reward: Become a Child of Heaven, revive one person unconditionally (Locked)]
[Note: Every time a million-coin mission is completed, an equivalent amount of Gold Soul Coin reward is granted, and so on.]

In other words, spend a million, get a million back. Infinite spending meant infinite gains. Apart from the first million which had a time limit, the rest had no deadlines; they were simply reward thresholds.

Good grief, Tang Niannian felt she was truly falling in love with this system. Back on Blue Star, she could only be a pauper, but now? She was a transmigrator living as a goddess of wealth. With money, she could do whatever she pleased!

"By the way, Miss Tang, are you planning to establish a sect?"

People on Douluo Continent had no concept of "gangs." Seeing Tang Niannian recruiting so many people, Zhou Yang assumed the "gang" she spoke of was a sect, and the name of this sect was the Beggar Gang.

Although it sounded ridiculous for a young child to establish a sect, Zhou Yang felt that Tang Niannian was no ordinary child. Her temperament was far more mature than many adults. With such intelligence and emotional quotient, she claimed to be five? Zhou Yang refused to believe it.

Ever since witnessing Tang Niannian's mindset and methods, Zhou Yang naturally made the boldest guesses possible. A five-year-old building a sect? That was exactly the kind of thing he would imagine.

Tang Niannian thought that was a bit of an exaggeration. A sect was entirely unnecessary. She was the biological daughter of Tang Hao and A Yin; she would certainly take over the Clear Sky Sect in the future. Why build her own when one was already waiting?

Moreover, the Beggar Gang was just a gang, not a sect. They were all street urchins without soul power, useful enough for gathering gossip.

Tang Niannian shook her head, pulled bag after bag of Gold Soul Coins from her pocket, and said, "Take this money to finish the construction here, then arrange for those people to move in. Even though we’re called the Beggar Gang, we aren’t actual beggars. They must have proper food and clothing. Make sure they tidy up their appearances; don't let them lose their dignity."

One bag contained ten thousand gold coins. In the time it took her to speak, she had pulled ten bags from that tiny-looking pocket of hers.

Zhou Yang watched, taking them one by one, stunned and dumbfounded. What was all this? Why could her pocket hold so much?

Ten bags of gold coins were piled in Zhou Yang’s arms. If he didn't hold them tight, he wouldn't be able to keep his balance. He looked at Tang Niannian in shock, swallowing hard. It was truly unbelievable. Was Tang Niannian’s pocket a soul tool? He couldn't think of any other explanation.

"Alright, I have to go back. Little Zhou, work hard, and there will be plenty of rewards for you!" Tang Niannian made a "fighting" gesture, acting a bit cheeky for her age.

But Zhou Yang didn't mind. This was his goddess of wealth!

"Safe travels, Miss Tang. I will certainly get the job done!"

"Mm."

Bidding farewell to Zhou Yang, Tang Niannian found a secluded corner where no one was looking and initiated teleportation.

It was late, and the sun was about to set. Every household in Holy Soul Village had smoke rising from their chimneys. Tang San, who had been on the mountain practicing his Purple Demon Eye and picking herbs, had also returned to the Tang family cabin.

Not seeing Tang Niannian at home, he couldn't help but ask Tang Hao where his sister had gone.

Tang Hao, looking utterly dispirited, replied flatly, "I don't know." As he spoke, he took a sip of wine.

Tang San frowned slightly, clearly unhappy.

Sensing this, Tang Hao added, "Probably went to Old Jack's place." Tang Niannian loved to go to Old Jack's house to listen to stories, and Tang Hao was used to it.

Holy Soul Village was such a tiny place; how could someone go missing? It was more likely that Tang Niannian had been playing outside and lost track of time, forgetting to come home.

Tang Hao didn't care much about where Tang Niannian went, but Tang San did. His bond with Tang Niannian was deeper than his bond with Tang Hao. They had grown up supporting each other since they were little. Compared to Tang Hao, the father, he cherished Tang Niannian, his sister, much more.

"I'll go find Niannian," Tang San said. He couldn't rely on his father.

Tang Hao didn't speak, which Tang San took as permission. Tang San turned around, cooked some porridge in the kitchen, and set off into the village to find her.

When Tang Niannian returned to Holy Soul Village, she happened to run into the person sent by Zhou Yang to deliver the wine.

At that moment, Old Jack was listening to the messenger recite the instructions. He was dumbfounded, but the gist of it was: the tavern owner in Nuoding City was sending wine to their village, and it was free!

Old Jack dared not accept such a "pie falling from the sky." But the man left after dropping off the wine, leaving it to the villagers to decide what to do with it. Old Jack was conflicted, so he simply decided to distribute a portion to every household.

Tang Niannian arrived just in time to collect their family's share.

On the way home, Tang Niannian and Tang San crossed paths.

Tang San hurried over to Tang Niannian and helped her carry the wine in her arms: "Niannian, where did you go? Where did this wine come from?"

Tang San knew the kind of wine Tang Hao usually drank. The bottle in Tang Niannian's arms was clearly a new, unopened bottle, and it didn't look cheap.

"Did Dad ask you to buy this?" Tang San frowned, suddenly remembering the money he had hidden under his bed. His expression turned grim.

Had his father used the money he had saved to buy wine?! That was the money he had been saving to send Tang Niannian to school after the martial soul awakening ceremony next year!