There are not many members in Tsutenkaku, each with their own responsibilities and strengths. Among them, Bu Qiurong is in charge of the finances of Tsutenkaku.
He did not simply control the money of Tsutenkaku. In addition to controlling the money, he also had to make money from money and keep the wealth of Tsutenkaku growing.
Bu Qiurong followed Su Yun into the embassy and said, "Tongtian Pavilion had already set up overseas operations during the early days of land reclamation, and its overseas businesses are larger than those at home. My brothers and sisters in the pavilion knew that the pavilion master was coming overseas, so they asked me to come along and take care of him."
Su Yun couldn't hide the tiredness on his face, and smiled: "I just arrived in Yundu today, and I have no money, so I saved some money."
In the courtyard of the Yuan Shuo Embassy, hundreds of spiritual weapons were neatly stacked, and clothes were also neatly folded. Several little monsters were folding the remaining clothes under the leadership of Yingying.
Su Yun invited Bu Qiurong to sit down and asked the spirit to bring some tea. Bu Qiurong glanced at him and said, "Pavilion Master, Qiurong came here because I heard that you have arrived in Daqin, so I want you to check Tongtian Pavilion's assets in Daqin. Do you have time now?"
He looked at the busy monsters in the courtyard and frowned slightly.
When Su Yun heard the words about Tongtian Pavilion's property in Daqin, he couldn't help but be excited. He called Yingying and said with a smile: "Yingying, Brother Bu said that our Tongtian Pavilion has some property in Daqin. We probably won't have to work as hard as we do today in the future."
Yingying couldn't help but be overjoyed and quickly asked, "Student Bu, how many properties does Tongtian Pavilion have in Daqin?"
"Tongtian Pavilion does not have many industries in Daqin, accounting for only one tenth of its overseas industries."
Bu Qiurong looked at the property in the courtyard again and said, "Master, are you worried about money? Why didn't you say so earlier? Our Tongtian Pavilion is rich enough to rival a country overseas."
Su Yun was stunned, as if he didn't hear clearly, and asked with his head tilted: "Say it again? What is our Tongtian Pavilion rich in?"
Bu Qiurong took out two lock rings from her spiritual world and placed them on the ground. The lock rings were the size of a bowl and had a green rainbow luster.
Bu Qiurong activated the lock ring, and suddenly a green rainbow column with light grew out, with all kinds of strange rune patterns appearing on it, shining continuously.
Those rune textures formed gods and demons in the shape of Pixiu on the Qinghong Pillar, which looked very cute.
Between the two green rainbow pillars, there was a connected light, forming a portal in the shape of a Pixiu's big mouth.
Bu Qiurong bowed, made a gesture of invitation, and said with a smile: "Wealthy enough to rival a country."
Yingying flew to the gate and saw the light gradually dimming. The Pixiu Gate took on the color of a Qinghong coin, and the pattern on it was also a pattern of a Pixiu opening its mouth to swallow a giant Qinghong coin. She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Student Bu, when you say rich enough to rival a country, do you mean it literally means rich enough to rival a country, or is it to describe how rich Tongtian Pavilion is?"
Bu Qiurong pushed open the door of the Pixiu with force, thought for a moment, and said, "Literally, rich enough to rival a country."
Su Yun and Yingying felt dizzy and breathless.
The Pixiu door creaked open, and behind the door was another spiritual world, which was somewhat similar to the Tiandao Order of Tiandao Academy, and also opened up another spiritual space.
However, the spiritual space of Tiandao Academy is for scholars to study, while the spiritual space of Tongtian Pavilion is used for storage.
Su Yun and Yingying entered the Pixiu Gate and saw long rows of bookshelves in this spiritual world, stretching as far as the eye could see.
There are piles of gold paper on the bookshelf, shining brightly.
In addition to the bookshelf, there is a green bamboo forest with several thatched huts.
There was nothing as glittering and luxurious as they had expected.
Su Yun and Yingying originally thought that behind the Pixiu Gate must be the treasure house of Tongtian Pavilion, which was piled with wealth like the ocean. However, they did not expect that apart from the rows of bookshelves, there was only a bamboo forest!
At this time, a rustling sound came from the bamboo forest.
The next moment, a naive and adorable Pixiu demon came over with a green bamboo shoot in one hand and scratching his butt with the other hand. He nibbled on the bamboo shoot and said in a loud voice while eating, "It turns out to be Bu Qiurong, you little bastard, coming to bother me again..."
He finished eating the bamboo shoots in a few bites, staring at Su Yun and Yingying, squinting his round eyes: "Is this the new leader of Tongtian Pavilion? You little bastard is only as big as a palm, and your Tongtian Pavilion is getting worse and worse, and it is a complete mess... Look straight into my eyes!"
Yingying was frightened and shrank her head. She timidly pushed Su Yun to the front and said timidly: "I am not the Pavilion Master, he is..."
The demon Pixiu glanced at Su Yun, raised his hand that was scratching his butt and scratched his head, and said innocently: "I wonder why the new Pavilion Master is so small... Come with me, little ones!"
He took out a bamboo shoot from somewhere, swayed his fat buttocks and walked in front, saying in a muffled voice: "Every new generation of Pavilion Master will come here to see the wealth of Tongtian Pavilion. Tongtian Pavilion had already set up overseas layout during the early days of land reclamation. At that time, all the ethnic groups overseas, whether they were Semites, Red-haired Barbarians, Kunlun slaves, or Malin people, were ignorant and barbaric."
His body was as tall as a mountain. Su Yun and Bu Qiurong followed behind him. It was as if there was a black and white mountain of flesh moving in front of them.
Bu Qiurong whispered, "Pavilion Master, Senior Pixiu is very senior and should not be neglected. He was a member of the first generation of Tongtian Pavilion. When Tongtian Pavilion followed the Holy Emperor on an overseas expedition, he was the Holy Emperor's mount. The Holy Emperor went back, but he stayed. When overseas spiritualists established Tongtian Pavilion, he was responsible for protecting the wealth of Tongtian Pavilion..."
Su Yun and Yingying couldn't help but be shocked.
Yingying looked up at the back of the demonic Pixiu and murmured, "Then he must be four or five thousand years old..."
The demon Pixiu walked between the golden bookshelves, stuffed the bamboo shoots between his teeth and cheeks to prevent them from falling, pulled out a stack of gold paper, and said, "In order to explore the ancient mysteries and solve the mystery of the destruction of the last world and Tongtian, we went overseas to explore the truth. On the way to deal with the local natives, we brought Yuanshuo civilization with us, as well as Yuanshuo's writing, language, calendar and currency. These overseas tribes gradually established city-states and ruled their own territories. During this period, Tongtian Pavilion accumulated considerable assets in various countries."
Su Yun and Yingying's hearts began to beat wildly when they heard this.
The demon god Pixiu pulled out a piece of gold paper and continued, "For example, in Daqin, one-tenth of Daqin Yundu's real estate belongs to Tongtian Pavilion. This is one of the deeds."
Su Yun looked quickly, only to see a blank space on the gold paper.
The devil Pixiu stretched out his finger and lightly touched the gold paper, and runes appeared on the gold paper.
The deed on the golden paper tells about the agreement between Tongtian Pavilion and the king of Daqin when Daqin was founded, that a certain place in Yundu would be allocated to Tongtian Pavilion. This contract will accompany Daqin for generations, and the contract will exist as long as the blood of Daqin people exists.
The devilish Pixiu pulled out another piece of gold paper, and Su Yun followed suit, using his own energy to stimulate the gold paper, and words appeared on the paper.
The content on this piece of gold paper is a lease agreement, which states that Daqin Sword Pavilion leases this piece of land and will give one tenth of the commission to Tongtian Pavilion every year."
Su Yun's mind was in a daze.
"In addition, Tongtian Pavilion also has estates, mines, rivers, waterways and other industries in Daqin."
The demonic Pixiu pulled out a bamboo shoot from his mouth and peeled it while saying, "The gold paper on this row of bookshelves all have similar contents. Tongtian Pavilion's industries in Daqin are concentrated here. There weren't so many originally, but in recent years Bu Qiurong has invested in Daqin's supervision factory and added some. This little cub is doing very well..."
Su Yun and Yingying were almost unable to breathe.
"This row here is the land deeds, mining deeds and other contracts of Dayuan. This row is from Daxia, and over there are the contracts of Malin, Luosha, Anxi, Pyu and other countries. My Tongtian Pavilion's overseas industries are gathered here."
The God and Demon Pixiu took them to review the books between the rows of bookshelves and said, "Every generation of Pavilion Master will come here. Those young ones are so pitiful. They only live for a hundred years before dying. They can't even spend a single hair of this much money..."
He turned around, glanced at Su Yun with ill intent, and whispered: "This generation of Pavilion Master is a young bastard. It is obvious that he has no luck. I guess he will die before he even has a hair..."
Su Yun was furious, but it was indeed difficult to spend so much money.
"This is too much..." His mind was in a mess.
Bu Qiurong coughed and reminded, "Pavilion Master, Tongtian Pavilion has already separated into Overseas Tongtian Pavilion, and Overseas Tongtian Pavilion has also selected their own Pavilion Master. Now there is a dispute between our Domestic Tongtian Pavilion and Overseas Tongtian Pavilion over legitimacy. If the legitimacy falls into the hands of overseas people, then these industries will have nothing to do with Pavilion Master."
Yingying was furious. She clenched her fists and waved them vigorously: "How can that be possible? They are all ours! Even if they try to take them away, Uncle Pixiu won't give them to them! Right, Grandpa Pixiu?"
"It's no use calling you old master Pixiu."
The God and Demon Pixiu sneered and said, "Since the establishment of Tongtian Pavilion, there has been no racial discrimination. Whether it is Yuanshuo, Semu, Malin or Rakshasa, everyone can join Tongtian Pavilion. Even the descendants of gods and demons, or foreign races, can enter Tongtian Pavilion and even become the Pavilion Master. The Pavilion Masters in the past were all Yuanshuo people, but Yuanshuo is now in decline. Even if a foreign Pavilion Master comes, it will not be a big deal for Tongtian Pavilion."
Su Yun looked at Bu Qiurong, who whispered, "That's the idea. However, this matter is extremely complicated. Overseas countries are eyeing the wealth of Tongtian Pavilion, and they want to take advantage of Yuan Shuo's decline to divide up the wealth accumulated by Tongtian Pavilion over thousands of years. If they succeed, Tongtian Pavilion will not be far from destruction."
The greed for wealth in Su Yun's eyes disappeared, and he asked, "Is this generation of overseas Tongtian Pavilion Master supported by overseas countries?"
Bu Qiurong bowed and said, "Pavilion Master, please understand."
Su Yun was silent for a moment, then asked, "How old is he and how strong is he?"
Bu Qiurong hesitated for a moment, then told the truth: "He is about the same age as the Pavilion Master, maybe one or two years older, but he is stronger than the Pavilion Master?"
"Stronger than me?"
Su Yun clenched his fists, bent his arms, and squeezed out muscles from his body. He said lightly: "It's impossible, right? Are his pectoralis major muscles as strong as mine?"
Yingying was a little worried: "It seems that Master Su has been too deeply influenced by Senior Yinglong..."
The God and Demon Pixiu looked at Su Yun with horror: "This little bastard Pavilion Master suddenly reminded me of the guy with a head full of muscles who beat me up..."