Even though the Zheng Clan is incredibly wealthy on Xiang Island, two hundred billion is still an absurd amount.
According to the Zheng Clan’s official asset statement, the family’s total wealth is approximately around four trillion.
Two hundred billion might seem insignificant to the Zheng Clan, as it’s merely one-twentieth of their total wealth.
However, the family’s current prosperity is the result of accumulated wealth over time.
And yet, Zheng Yaxin only spent a few days in the mainland and ended up owing two hundred billion?
The Zheng Clan’s wealth is the product of thousands, if not tens of thousands of family members, working tirelessly day and night!
This wealth never belongs to a single person. Even the patriarch, who has led the family to prosperity, doesn’t hold more than twenty percent of the actual control.
In other words, Zheng Yaxin alone has spent nearly one-tenth of the Zheng Clan’s actual wealth.
"Are you really unaware of this?"
Lin Beichen asked thoughtfully.
"Your patriarch was able to recover because he took my elixirs.
These elixirs go for no less than a billion a piece on the market, and she took three bottles at once. If calculated at full price, this would amount to nearly three hundred billion. I’m already giving a discounted price at two hundred billion!"
Elixirs?
Zheng Xinxi’s eyes suddenly widened, and he exclaimed excitedly:
"So that’s it! Recently, when Zheng Yaxin returned from the mainland, she brought people into the traditional medicine hall and tinkered with secret remedies. Later, she produced an elixir for Grandfather, which actually brought him back from the brink of death.
Everyone wanted to know the origin of her elixir, but she refused to say. We always thought the elixir was her own research, but it turns out she stole it from you!"
Zheng Xinxi looked at Lin Beichen again, his heart filled with astonishment.
He can kill with ease and save with a turn.
The greatest powers of life and death are at the fingertips of this young man.
That foolish girl, Zheng Yaxin, actually dared to owe this great figure money. How reckless.
To provoke this master, even if the patriarch intercedes, he might have to pay dearly.
She must have kept the elixir a secret out of guilt, fearing public disclosure.
But she recklessly let it slip, exposing her true identity. Now this man has come to Xiang Island in person to collect his debt.
Zheng Xinxi suddenly showed a slight smile.
Zheng Yaxin had snatched away his wealth and status. He had been worrying about how to strike back at her, but now it seemed heaven had delivered a savior.
Blessings and misfortunes come hand in hand; his luck had finally turned around.
As Zheng Xinxi drove, the scene shifted to the International Harbor Banquet Center.
Xiang Island’s International Harbor hosted three of the world’s top ten luxury cruise ships.
A private yacht, costing over 3.5 billion, with an incredibly futuristic and dreamlike design, although docked at the harbor, had already become an internet sensation.
To ordinary people, this dreamlike private yacht could only be admired from afar. Very few were fortunate enough to step aboard for a closer look.
The Crystal Angel No. 4 yacht was the most luxurious private club on Xiang Island.
Only the top elites of Xiang Island high society could host parties here.
And tonight’s protagonist was Zheng Yaxin from the Zheng Clan.
Zheng Yaxin wore a gown adorned with jewels, her tall figure and sultry curves fully on display. As she entered the venue, everyone raised their glasses, their eyes fervently fixed on her as if seeing a seductive angel descending from heaven.
"Zheng Yaxin, happy birthday!"
The elites of Xiang Island, along with their female companions, raised their glasses to celebrate Zheng Yaxin.
Among those present were heirs of financial conglomerates, top stock market brokers, and even super-rich individuals from abroad.
Their sole purpose for gathering here was to celebrate Zheng Yaxin’s birthday.
Any one of these individuals could dominate the headlines of tabloid newspapers for days.
They were the true protagonists of Xiang Island, making waves in their youth and inheriting giant estates as they aged, becoming spokespeople for massive financial conglomerates.
Even outside Xiang Island, their wealth guaranteed them VIP treatment worldwide.
Many of them held multiple nationalities and, within their circles, referred to themselves humorously as Martians.
Earth’s laws couldn’t bind them, and Mars, symbolically older and grander, represented their ancient and superior lineage.
Zheng Yaxin in her crystal gown slowly descended the stairs, showing no expression despite the crowd’s congratulations.
Any ordinary woman would tread carefully around these young masters, but Zheng Yaxin saw them as mere garbage.
She was not only the most favored daughter of the Zheng Clan but also held the power to manage family assets, and she was the one who saved the patriarch’s life.
Who in Xiang Island didn’t know Zheng Yaxin’s name?
"Yaxin, do you like this birthday party?"
A young man with white hair, wearing a near-perfect smile, slowly approached Zheng Yaxin on the crystal steps.
The man, dressed impeccably in a tailored suit, had black hair slicked back, exuding an otherworldly charm despite not being conventionally handsome.
Seeing him, those around kindly stepped back, giving space to the two.
In hushed whispers, someone revealed the young man’s identity.
He wasn’t from a noble lineage or the offspring of a powerful figure.
Yet he surpassed either because he had an exceptional mentor.
Zhou Kuangtian.
The top figure in Xiang Island’s Cultivation Realm, renowned as a Feng Shui Master with almost supernatural abilities.
Zhou Kuangtian had established his name for decades and, despite numerous challenges, maintained an unbroken record of invincibility.
Zhou Kuangtian’s fame extended beyond the elite to ordinary people, influencing even Xiang Island’s arts.
Many literary masters incorporated him into their works, often not naming him directly but mimicking his appearance, style, and experiences.
Zhou Kuangtian was revered as an Extraordinary Master in the Feng Shui tradition, excelling in all Daoist Feng Shui disciplines and even innovating beyond traditional Daoist Sects.
In Xiang Island, people referred to him not by name but as Zhou Superman.
This remarkable figure had never ventured into business circles, yet no one doubted his ability to effortlessly acquire billions.
Several of Xiang Island’s top families once benefited from his advice. It’s said that during the financial crisis over a decade ago, his early warnings helped them narrowly escape ruin.
Those who ignored Zhou Kuangtian mostly lost everything in the storm, ending in family destruction and death.
Xiang Island, as a global financial hub, bore immense risks.
Ironic as it was, while Xiang Island exemplified a capitalistic society valuing money, if you asked an average person who they wished to become, they’d likely name Zhou Kuangtian.
Wealth was out of reach, but the mystical concept of fate felt more attainable.
More than just a Feng Shui Master, Zhou Kuangtian symbolized Xiang Island’s cultural essence.
Becoming his disciple was the ultimate dream for Xiang Island’s youth.
Huang Henxin, merely a registered disciple, was already a frequent guest among the elite, while this white-haired young man was Zhou Kuangtian’s true apprentice.