Chu Chao stood in line for nearly two hours. Finally, after reaching the desk, he began to speak.

“Hi… I’d like to make a withdrawal.”

“May I please have your name and date of birth?”

“Chu Chao and the Third Year of the Dragon.”

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The clerk flipped through some papers for a few moments, before looking back at Chu Chao.

“Hah… Hahaha… HAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Soon, everybody in the room began to stare at them.

“Hah! Chu Chao only has seven spirit stones in his savings account! He is surely the poorest descendant in the sect! He will never have a Dao partner or purchase a residence within a hundred miles of the pavilion! Hopefully he can use his seven spirit stones to purchase Heavenly Profound Wine to drown away his sorrows every night!!”

Soon, everybody in the room began to point and laugh at Chu Chao.