I'm really not the god of time.

Chapter 72 Numerous Transactions in the Nursing Home

At this moment, Gu Qinghan's head slowly opened:

"I need to remind you that no one here has prepared ghost money, so you will have to pay the full price for this transaction."

Zhang Lingyun was stunned for a moment, completely forgetting about this:

"I didn't bring any with me today, can I pay on credit?"

Gu Qinghan responded calmly:

"You can pay on credit, but interest will apply."

Zhang Lingyun immediately began to bargain:

"Don't set the interest rate too high. I'm Lan Ruoxi's apprentice."

Gu Qinghan was slightly surprised:

"So that's how it is. Ruoxi actually has an apprentice, and such an outstanding one at that."

"That was just cleverness. In terms of talent, I am far inferior to you, Grandmaster."

"You're quite the flatterer, completely different from Ruoxi."

Zhang Lingyun seized the opportunity to flatter him:

"This isn't just polite talk; it comes from the bottom of my heart. Also, let me tell you something truly honest: Grandmaster, you're even more beautiful than in the portraits. Even my master can't compare to you."

Gu Qinghan coughed lightly, suppressing the upturn of his lips:

"Stop with the sweet talk! Since you're sensible, I'll waive the interest."

Zhang Lingyun breathed a sigh of relief, then added another instruction:

"Master, there's one more thing. If you encounter my master, never tell him I'm your master; this is a secret between the two of us."

Gu Qinghan frowned:

"You're too cunning, kid. If that silly girl Ruoxi meets you, she'll probably become your plaything."

"I am very filial to my master and would never do anything reckless."

"Fine, you are my master, and I will obey your orders."

The words fell.

Miss Nine-Headed Bird passed through the wooden door and walked to the bedside of an elderly sorcerer.

She snapped her fingers lightly, and a chilling cold enveloped the room.

The old sorcerer slowly opened his eyes, his pupils suddenly contracting:

"Am I going to die? Are you the Grim Reaper who's come to take my soul?"

Miss Nine-Headed Bird snorted coldly:

"That's not my area of ​​responsibility."

"So what do you do for a living?"

"I want to make a deal with you. You can use the magic you've cultivated to exchange for one wish from me."

The old sorcerer said with a hint of sarcasm:

"I'm about to die, what more could I want?"

"Any wish is possible."

"If my wish is to live a few more years, can you extend my lifespan?"

Miss Nine-Headed Bird nodded knowingly and said:

"Sure, but how long it will take depends on the value of your spell."

The old sorcerer's eyes widened, and he thought to himself:

This is clearly the power of death, yet you still claim you're not death.

Then, the old sorcerer handed over all his spells.

Unfortunately, he was only a weak sorcerer with very limited strength, and in the end, he only gained one year of lifespan in exchange.

Even so, the old sorcerer was still incredibly shocked.

After completing the first transaction, Miss Nine-Headed Bird went to the next room.

The entire floor was inhabited by elderly sorcerers and witches, each one a dying candle in the wind.

Most people would like to extend their lifespan.

Some people are more open-minded and just want a large sum of money to squander before they die.

At the end of the corridor, Zhang Lingyun and Ding Shuangshuang were on guard duty.

Ding Shuangshuang had made the transaction before, but even after witnessing the whole process, she still found it unbelievable.

She still couldn't figure out what kind of card Zhang Lingyun possessed that could give rise to such a bizarre ability.

Ding Shuangshuang had a clear understanding: with this incredible ability, Zhang Lingyun would eventually reach the [Transcendent Third Stage].

Thinking about it that way, she was actually delighted.

Being able to be a dog of the third level of the extraordinary realm is an honor!

Now, all she asks is that Zhang Lingyun be kind and not mistreat her and her daughter.

***

Zhang Lingyun has already discovered that this nursing home is a gold mine.

In the following days, he came to trade every night and gained a lot of experience.

Unfortunately, most of the people trading were low-level warlocks.

This prevented him from improving his high-end capabilities.

However, the basic experience he gained in exchange for solidified his foundation.

That evening, Zhang Lingyun had a very fruitful day, so he got home a little late.

As he hummed a tune from his previous life and gently pushed open the door, he found the living room light was still on.

Xia Youran sat on the sofa, her arms crossed, coldly scrutinizing him.

Zhang Lingyun glanced at the hanging clock:

"It's almost midnight, aren't you asleep yet?"

Xia Youran retorted without hesitation:

"You still know it's almost midnight? Where have you been gallivanting off to?"

Zhang Lingyun suddenly had a strange feeling, as if he was talking to his mother.

"Didn't I tell you before? There's some business with the Golden Rose Society, I have to work overtime for a while."

Xia Youran asked in a sarcastic tone:

Is it true?

"Hey, when have I ever lied to you?"

Zhang Lingyun smiled and approached, wanting to hug her slender waist.

But Xia Youran's face tightened, and she pushed him away a little:

"You stand still and stop grinning."

Zhang Lingyun was somewhat puzzled:

"What happened?"

Xia Youran gritted her teeth and said:

"You came home too late today, and I was a little worried, so I called you."

Zhang Lingyun scratched his head and said:

"I turned off my phone so I could focus on my work."

Xia Youran nodded and said:

"So I contacted Bailu, and she told me that you didn't go to work overtime at all."

Hearing this, Zhang Lingyun felt a chill run down her spine.

Xia Youran glared at him angrily, then asked:

"Tell me the truth, are you with Ding Shuangshuang?"

Zhang Lingyun suddenly realized that this girl was smarter than he had imagined.

Although she was a poor student, she was a genius at catching adulterers.

"Let me explain, we actually have something important to discuss."

Xia Youran bit her lower lip hard.

Her originally pink lips had turned a deep purple.

"Did you two do it?"

"Why do you only think about this all day? We're really not in that kind of relationship."

"If you don't like me, just say so, and I'll leave immediately to make room for Ding Shuangshuang."

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhang Lingyun leaned closer and gently put his arm around her waist:

"What are you saying? No one can replace you."

"Then what exactly are you doing? Why are you carrying this on your back?"

"Isn't it because I was afraid you'd be angry?"

After much effort, Zhang Lingyun finally managed to explain things clearly to Xia Youran.

As a result, Xia Youran was still sobbing.

However, you can't blame her for reacting so strongly.

The main reason is that this little devil lacked love since childhood, and now she regards Zhang Lingyun as her only support.

If Zhang Lingyun abandoned her, she really wanted to die.

Zhang Lingyun comforted her like a child, holding her and soothing her for a while until she gradually calmed down.

Zhang Lingyun thought for a moment and said:

"I've really benefited a lot during this time. Oh, by the way, I'll give you a gift later; I'll transfer the first level of the [Body Tempering Technique] to you."

"Really?"

Hearing this, Xia Youran finally stopped crying and started laughing.

But then another question occurred to her, and she gently rubbed Zhang Lingyun's hand with a hint of tenderness, asking:

"What price did you pay to exchange for these things?"