Primordial Ancient Serpent-Chapter 392: Begging for Alms Everywhere, Zhun Daoren and the Thick-Skinned Jieyin Daoren

Chapter 392 - 392: Begging for Alms Everywhere, Zhun Daoren and the Thick-Skinned Jieyin Daoren

"But big brother, how are we supposed to earn Chaos Coins?"

Nuwa looked confused.

Without Chaos Coins, they wouldn't be able to enter the Chaos Library to exchange various magical powers and spells, or even cultivation techniques. Without them, they couldn't continue growing stronger.

"Earn Chaos Coins? Oh right, this place seems perfect for making money."

At that moment, Fuxi's eyes lit up as he noticed a nearby casino.

In fact, the Nick Virtual Realm was a famous gambling city. Casinos could be found everywhere, and creatures from all corners of the heavens and myriad worlds liked to come here to gamble.

The reason Dragon Elder Aoba came to the Nick Virtual Realm in the first place was because he was exhausted from mining and wanted to relax.

After all, sometimes a salted fish could flip over with a single gamble.

"This is a casino, right? There are many gambling methods here, but most gamblers end up losing everything."

Nuwa said calmly.

"It's fine, it's just gambling—predicting the future—which happens to be my specialty. Just leave it to me."

Fuxi smiled, showing a row of white teeth.

"But we don't have any capital."

Nuwa pointed out.

"That's a trivial matter. Every casino has loan sharks."

Fuxi had already thought of a plan. "Nine out of ten loans come with outrageous interest, but they don't require any collateral. We can borrow a large amount of money in just a few minutes."

"But... if we win too much, it might cause some trouble. At that time, we might need Little Sister to 'escort' a few people away."

There was a sharp glint in his eyes.

"Don't worry."

Nuwa clenched her fists and looked eager, her expression filled with excitement.

Meanwhile, Zhunti Daoren and Jieyin Daoren had also entered the virtual world.

The two had taken human forms—bald-headed with bulging foreheads like tumors, dressed in golden kasaya robes, looking kind and peaceful, each holding a begging bowl.

"Dear benefactor, since fate has brought us together, why not spare a few Chaos Coins and walk the path of Buddha with us?"

Zhunti Daoren entered a restaurant, pressed his palms together, and addressed the waiter politely.

"F*ck off! Where did these beggars come from? Even dare to beg in our store? You're looking for death!"

The waiter cursed loudly.

He had never seen such thick-skinned people who dared to beg so blatantly in a restaurant.

"Dear benefactor, we are not here to beg. We only came because fate brought us together. If you're unwilling, we won't force you."

Jieyin Daoren responded kindly, clasping his hands, his expression serene and gentle.

Despite their words, they remained firmly planted at the restaurant's entrance, beating wooden fish and chanting scriptures in a low, rhythmic tone.

Seeing the situation, other potential customers began avoiding the restaurant, and in just moments, the number of guests had halved.

"Where the hell did these bald donkeys come from, standing here and ruining my business?! You're seeking death!"

The restaurant owner came running out, fuming.

Although these two monks weren't violent, their presence was a clear threat. Their wooden fish and chanting made it feel like a funeral procession. Who would still want to eat here?

If this continued, his shop would be finished.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Immediately, the shopkeeper and his waiters rushed forward, trying to drive Zhunti Daoren and Jieyin Daoren out.

However, golden light erupted from both monks, forming lotus flowers of merit beneath them. Their bodies glowed with indestructible brilliance, rendering all attacks useless.

They remained motionless, standing calmly without a trace of anger.

"Damn it! These two bald donkeys aren't ordinary. We can't even touch them!"

Everyone's faces turned green. They realized they'd messed with people far beyond their level.

Even if they fought for three days and three nights, it would be useless.

Seeing the situation getting worse, the shopkeeper's expression changed instantly. He forced a smile.

"Dear Masters, our humble shop is small and cannot accommodate such great Buddhas. Please consider relocating. This is a small token of appreciation from our shop—please don't take offense."

He handed over ten Chaos Coins with a trembling hand.

In truth, his heart was bleeding. These two bald donkeys were clearly extorting him under the guise of Buddhism. All that talk about kindness—bullshit!

"Dear benefactor, we are not bullies or gangsters. We never force others. If you insist on giving us something, then we shall accept your kindness."

Zhunti Daoren spoke with a kind expression.

Force?! If this isn't forcing, then what is?!

The shopkeeper's face twitched with rage, but he couldn't do anything.

He thought about the damage to his business if he let these two stay. He had no choice but to consider it a bribe to avoid disaster.

"Amitābha. Since it is the benefactor's intention, we shall respectfully accept. Surely, this proves the benefactor has a connection with the Buddha."

Jieyin Daoren declared.

Fate, my ass!

The shopkeeper wanted to spit in this monk's face. This "fate" only appeared when money was involved. No money, no fate!

"By the way, to show our gratitude, we will recite scriptures to bless your departed ancestors."

Zhunti Daoren offered sincerely, about to beat the wooden fish again.

Bless the dead, my foot!

The shopkeeper nearly exploded. If they kept chanting like that, others might think someone had died in his restaurant.

His eyes rolled, and he suddenly came up with a wicked plan.

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"Ahem... by the way, dear Masters, our shop is just a small one with little profit left. But there's a place just a hundred meters ahead—called Heaven and Earth Pavilion—very rich, very generous. Perhaps the two Masters should go there and see?"

He was trying to shift the problem to a rival store that had been stealing his business.

If he didn't use these two bald donkeys to strike back now, when would he?

"Ahem! Benefactor, you're too much! Do you take us for gangsters or extortionists roaming the streets?! You're insulting us!"

Zhunti Daoren glared at the shopkeeper, his tone filled with righteous indignation.