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The wordâpossessedâsounded like two bricks slamming against Mi Wanâs forehead,stunning her momentarily.
âNoâŠâMi Wan reflexively retorted.
âThen you are borrowing the body and replacing the soul.âFan Chen said firmly,âHow old are you?â
âTwenty.âMi Wan remained confused.
How did they end up discussing her age when they were just talking about her jumping bodies?
âAdd in your ghost years.â
âFive hundred and twenty.âMi Wan replied.
âThatâs a good number.âFive hundred years ago was around the time when the tensions between demon hunters and demons were at their highest,but it was also the time when the two races were at their prime.It was reasonable for a five-hundred-years-old soul to have this level of cultivation.âThe butterfly orchid was already suffering growing pains.It will be difficult to replant it back to life if you dig it out again.â
Mi Wan looked at the potted plant under her hand,unable to react for a while.This man changed subjects so quickly;talking about her age and then reverting back to the initial topic about the flower pot.Was he changing subjects so often because he lived too long and became senile?
âThen Iâll compensate you with money.I canât go out during the day,and you wonât let me dig out potted plants.âMi Wan reasoned.She could have asked the butler to buy a potted plant for her,but given how sharp the butler seemed,he might overthink it,and cause her to lose her wall-climbing privileges in the middle of the night.
âHow did you die?âFan Chenâs train of thoughts switched gears once more as he fired another question.
ââŠI died while hunting for demons.âMi Wan was getting used to this.
âSo you were killed by demons.â
âMore or less.âShe technically died after being trapped by demons.
âConsidering you are able to remain calm after seeing me and offer to compensate for my flower pot,you have pretty good manners.âFan Chen sincerely thought so.Five hundred years ago,demon hunters will indiscriminately kill demons at sight.Since the resurrected girl in front of him possessed a five hundred years old demon hunterâs soul,she should harbor immense resentment against all demonic clans.It was a wonder how she could remain so calm.
âIf you wish to fight with me,I can also entertain that.âMi Wan gritted her teeth.
Is he asking for a fight because he knows I canât beat him?
âIt would be better if you pay for my flower pot.âFan Chen squinted.He knew that Mi Wan had the wrong idea,but he did not explain himself further.
ââŠâMi Wan suddenly felt drained of all her energy,as if she had been punching cotton.She pulled out her mobile phone,ready to pay.âHow much is it?â
âOne million.â
ââŠHow much?â
âOne million.â
Though she was an ancient person from 500 years ago,she knew the value behind a million.Even in the present day where there was great material development,a million was still a lot of money.That is the entire yearâs worth of pocket money of the original owner of this body.
âI admitâŠI canât beat you now,but you canât just take advantage of me.âMi Wan glared at the tree demon,tempted to walk up and gnaw on his bark.
âWe demons tend to have long lifespans.âFan Chen replied.
Obviously.Cultivating a human shape alone takes you a few hundred years.
âWe all have our unique characteristics.âFan Chen picked up the broken pieces of porcelain on the ground and said,âAny little thing in my house may turn out to beâŠan antique.â
Fan Chen deliberately waved the porcelain shard in his hand when he said the wordâantiqueâ.
ââŠâWell good for you and your longevity.Iâve lived for five hundred years myself.You donât see me owning antiques.
âIf you donât believe me,you can go get an appraisal,âThe demon bro said matter-of-factly.He really was not extorting her.
âI have no money.âMi Wan swallowed painfully.She had just checked her bank account and found that there were only 10,000 yuan left.10,000 yuan.That was enough for her to eat several years worth of instant noodles,but not enough to compensate for the leftover materials of this flower pot.
Why does the world need antiques?Why couldnât people just use ten-yuan flower pots?
âSoâŠYouâre going to skip out?âFan Chen looked pointedly at Mi Wan.
âItâsâŠNo.âThough the other partyâs voice was calm and even,Mi Wan could feel a mountainous pressure behind his words.That kind of pressure did not manifest from his strong cultivation,but as an invisible aura.Mi Wan was positive that this guy was a powerful big shot among the demons five hundred years ago.It was highly possible that he was also the one who had taken the lead to create the Demon Hunter Association.
Barring those possibilities,she refused to owe the demon a debt.Demons have long lifespans.Ordinary demons can live for a few hundred years,and stronger ones can live up to several thousand years.If you fail to repay the debt you owed to the demon,he would be able to pursue your descendants for generations to collect it.Mi Wan once heard from a demon hunter,that if you owe demons a debt you cannot repay,or if you do not want to repay,then it would be best to kill them on the spot.Mi Wan was morally opposed to this so naturally she did not owe anyone anything.However,she did not expect to accrue a one million yuan debt right after coming back to life,and on top of that,the creditor was one big demon.
Canât beat him,canât pay him.What am I gonna do?