Li Yang chuckled, his voice somewhat eerie:
"An interesting desire."
The black runes in his eye sockets collected Zhu Dajun’s desire.
Li Yang walked to the table, with his back to Zhu Dajun, his skeletal hands holding the Desire Magic Jar.
The thick Desire Power flowed into the Magic Jar, becoming a black mist which gradually liquefied into the Desire Potion.
Li Yang poured out a small portion of the Desire Potion and handed it to Zhu Dajun:
"A gift for you, drink it."
Zhu Dajun hesitated not for a moment and drank the entire cup of Desire Potion in one gulp.
A few minutes later, Zhu Dajun looked at his own hands in horror.
His hands seemed to liquefy, continually dripping onto the ground, and the parts that dripped became shadows.
Soon, his whole body transformed into a puddle of shadows.
The shadows slowly gathered, turning back into human form.
An almost transparent body, crimson eyes, with Demon Power surging within.
An esoteric message entered Zhu Dajun’s mind.
"Shadow Demon."
"Rank (Spiritual Power): Level One."
"Talent: Shadow Eater."
"Shadow Eater: Consumes spiritual power to devour the shadows of living beings."
"The stamina, lifespan, and spiritual power of the devoured creature will decrease."
"After devouring a shadow, the Shadow Demon’s spiritual power will slowly increase."
Zhu Dajun willed himself and returned to human form.
He looked at Li Yang in astonishment, then knelt down:
"Sir... You’re incredible!"
But Old Zhu was uneducated, so "awesome" was his only exclamation.
Li Yang sat back in his chair, his skeletal fingers lightly tapping the table:
"From now on, you are a junior member of the Demon Club.
Your membership card will be sent to you by one of my apostles in a few days.
You may leave now."
Demon Club.
This name was ingrained in Zhu Dajun’s heart.
Zhu Dajun stood up, kept his head lowered, and asked:
"Will the Emperor Nightclub also be taken over by your apostles, sir?"
Li Yang waved his hand, and Zhu Dajun dared not say more, quickly retreating.
After Zhu Dajun left, Li Yang returned to human form.
He took a notebook from the pocket of his trench coat and wrote the word ’Apostle’.
"An apostle is my representative.
The status of an apostle is above the other demons in the Demon Club.
Currently, I have the Black Witch, Three-headed Hellhound, and Demon Crow who can act as my apostles.
However, these three demons are not human.
They lack human identification within society and do not understand human society.
I should have a human apostle.
But they must not be of noble status; the more ordinary their identity in human society, the better."
...
The next day, in the old town district, a tenement building.
Li Yang counted his account balance.
Ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand... billion!
Zhu Dajun got things done, a billion was transferred into his bank account so quickly.
It would be a lie to say Li Yang wasn’t excited.
After living a life of poverty, seeing a billion almost left him as stunned as becoming the Death God.
Money doesn’t just make the devil work but can also impress the Death God.
Zhu Dajun indeed had courage and strength.
After all, it’s not everyone who could casually come up with a billion.
"Ring ring ring..."
The phone rang—a sweet female voice.
"Hello sir, I am Xiaotian, a business manager from South Sea Merchants Bank.
Your account balance has exceeded five million. According to our bank’s policy, we can upgrade your card to a Black Diamond Card.
The Black Diamond Card offers privileges such as airport VIP lounge access, early reservations at the Clayton Hotel, and no appointment needed at South Sea Merchants Bank.
May I ask when you would have time to come in and process this?"
Li Yang said:
"We’ll see."
"Alright, here is my contact number. Feel free to reach out at your convenience~."
Li Yang hung up the phone, got up, dressed, and headed out wearing a round hat.
With money in hand, the first thing he wanted to do was buy a house, a large villa.
He needed a quieter, more spacious place to live.
Including him, having the four demons cramped in the crowded old town just wasn’t convenient.
...
Li Yang didn’t take a cab; instead, he boarded a bus at the entrance of the community.
It wasn’t rush hour, so there were seats available.
He sat down, leisurely reading the newspaper; a newly opened property was quite good, advertised both in newspapers and on TV.
Maybe his mood had changed, or perhaps it was because of the Demon Power he possessed and the billion in his pocket; ordinary public transport, which he usually disliked, seemed interesting.
Crying children, teenagers playing games, office workers rushing plans over breakfast, elderly waiting to snatch eggs.
Everything had a mundane yet meaningful significance.
Perhaps only having left a certain echelon, when looking back, could one find that the world was full of harmonious beauty and could one understand the sound of life.
The final stop of the bus was his destination, ’Ai Family Real Estate Company’.
Ai Family Real Estate Company was quite a large real estate agency with various properties in the South Sea, a spacious storefront unlike the smaller intermediaries.
Li Yang put away the newspaper and walked into the revolving door of Ai Family Real Estate Company.
Not far away, three young men and women watched as Li Yang entered Ai Family Real Estate Company.
A youthful and beautiful girl exclaimed:
"Isn’t that Li Yang? He came by bus?
I told you he wasn’t some rich second generation, told you early on but you didn’t believe me."
Another girl wearing a white shirt, narrow leather skirt, black stockings, and high heels had a stepmother aura.
She brushed her big waves and laughed awkwardly:
"Alright, alright, I misjudged."
These two beauties were precisely Li Xiaohan and Chen Yuqi.
Beside them stood a young man dressed in upscale attire.
The young man asked, with a slightly jealous tone:
"Who is Li Yang?"
He was Li Xiaohan’s boyfriend.
A rich second-generation trying to gain achievements nationwide to defeat his competitive brother and inherit the family business.
This time he came to Ai House Real Estate Company to buy a small apartment for Zhang Xiaohan.
Zhang Xiaohan immediately hugged the young man’s arm and pouted:
"My dear, I’m not familiar with him. He’s Chen Yuqi’s classmate.
Chen Yuqi even said a few days ago that he was a rich second-generation, that his family was rich.
But it turned out he lives in the old town, just an embroidered pillow."
The young man secretly looked at Chen Yuqi with burning eyes.
He had come to the South Sea hoping to visit a wealthy businessman at the South Sea Green Grass Sanatorium but unfortunately faced a closed door.
Fortunately, he had other gains; he met Zhang Xiaohan and Chen Yuqi.
Both beauties were top-notch in figure and appearance.
The young man instantly saw they were gold-diggers, and he had the means to deal with such women.
This time buying the apartment was not just for Li Xiaohan.
Li Xiaohan and Chen Yuqi were close friends. When he returned to the north, these two would definitely live in the apartment together.
The advantage of proximity.
He not only wanted to have Zhang Xiaohan in his bed but had no plans of letting Chen Yuqi go either.
Just imagine, every time he came to the South Sea on a business trip, he would have two beautiful sisters to serve him—a delightful thought.
The young man chuckled twice:
"No worries, if he’s your classmate, I can use my connections to find him a job as a favor for you."