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Chapter 979 Jiang Tianjun Becomes a House Slave
"Clearly understand!"

"I volunteer to lend..."

"I have read the above terms carefully and understood them seriously..."

Jiang Ding signed each document, and from time to time he had to make specific movements and say specific words in front of the camera. After he had signed a pile of documents as tall as a person, another pile of documents as tall as a person was sent over.

This situation has been going on for a month.

There are so many documents that need to be signed!
Moreover, his spiritual sense can only be used to read documents and cannot answer on behalf of the lender. After going through this time and time again, he has become numb.

But I have to read every document. This is a life-threatening thing and I can't just sign my name casually.

Fortunately, the pile in front of me is the last one.

It took Jiang Ding several hours to sign the last document.

"Okay, that'll do."

Jin Liu Tianjun put away the pile of documents and said with satisfaction: "You go back and wait for notification. It will take at least ten years for the loan to arrive after going through many procedures and repeated confirmations from hundreds of departments."

“Interest calculation starts from the time the loan is received.”

"But please note that this is a special loan. Once it arrives in your account, it will be allocated to Lianyungang Airport Shipbuilding Heavy Industry Group for the construction of the super carrier. You cannot use it casually."

he warned.

"clear."

"Thank you, Senior Jin Liu!"

Jiang Ding took the receipt and walked out of the Xianmen Central Bank in a trance, his pupils dilated, walking aimlessly on the street, feeling like he was in a dream.

"It feels weird."

“It’s like someone else is taking out a mortgage.”

Jiang Ding came back to his senses and calculated secretly: "50 trillion low-grade spirit stones, with an annual interest rate of 0.1%, then I will need... 50 billion low-grade spirit stones every year."

"My God!"

"Beiyuan's annual tax revenue is less than one-fifth of the interest!"

Jiang Ding felt a tingling sensation on his scalp after thinking about it.

If a small world with hundreds of billions of mortals and immortal cultivators were to take on such a loan, they would never be able to pay it off even after eternity and billions of reincarnations.

This is still the most favorable interest rate, only 0.1%. No one can say that the interest rate is high.

"Don't panic, don't panic."

"I'm very rich. With the combined income from the seizures, I now have 10 trillion low-grade spirit stones, which is enough to pay interest for many years."

Jiang Ding comforted himself: "The development momentum of the Da Ri Tian Chi industry is very strong. In a few decades, it will not be a problem to have an annual income of 20 billion low-grade spirit stones. After the unification of Beiyuan, various industries will be complete, and there should be 10 billion low-grade spirit stones in tax revenue every year."

"With donations from kind people and bonuses from my part-time job and participation in various projects, I can still earn interest."

"Yes, just enough to pay the interest."

Jiang Ding said somewhat dejectedly.

Since he started practicing, his money has been constantly increasing. This is the first time he has experienced a state of losing money forever.

For a long time in the future, I will have to live on the 10 trillion low-grade spirit stones I have accumulated. It also costs money to refine the Taiqing Flying Sword.

"Within 200 years, there won't be a big problem and there won't be bankruptcy."

Jiang Ding calculated and felt more at ease: "During this period of time, I should pay more attention to the development of the Great Sun Gold Industry. The only way for me to get out of this predicament now should be here."

"And the sword cultivation of the immortal sect has also developed. The demand for sword-related industries is growing every year. In addition to what I need, the Xiandu Sun Gold No. 1 Factory also has a turnover of more than 1 billion low-grade spirit stones and a profit of hundreds of millions of low-grade spirit stones every year... Although it's not much, it's a good sign."

"When there are more sword cultivators in the immortal sect and their realm is higher, the consumption potential will be further improved." After a long time of self-adjustment, Jiang Ding recovered, left the streets of Xiandu and flew into the sky.

However, it did not fly towards the home of Da Ri Tianchi on the 33rd Tiangang orbit, but flew towards the dormitory of Jin Lingfeng, An Siyan and others.

After years of preparation, the two women finally reached the limit of the Golden Core, and the Nascent Soul Tribulation is imminent.

When Jiang Ding arrived at the tribulation site, dark clouds were sweeping across the sky for hundreds of miles. There were thousands of Jindan cultivators watching the tribulation around, and apart from them, there was no one else.

There is not a single Yuanying Zhenjun.

An Siyan's parents were only foundation-building cultivators and passed away many years ago. The only things left were memories.

Jin Lingfeng's mother, Zhenjun Yueling, just like Zhenjun Dinghai, Zhang Junsheng, Zhenjun Luling and others, entered the secret realm of dormancy and waited for the opportunity to become a god.

The teachers and elders are in deep sleep, and some are dead.

The scene was rather deserted.

Jiang Ding stood in the sky, watching a group of Jindan monks watching the ceremony, but did not go forward to disturb them or join them.

Among the thousands of Jindan cultivators, he only knew a dozen of them. It seemed that he had met them in the realm war, but he was not very familiar with them. They had no common life memories and had only met each other a few times.

Going up at this time would only be embarrassing, and would cause unnecessary mental distress to the Jindan cultivators as they were watching other cultivators transcend tribulation and gain experience.

"Is this... the reason why high-level immortal cultivators are always lonely and deserted..."

Jiang Ding sighed.

In the past, when he was undergoing tribulation and watching others undergoing tribulation, the Gods of Transformation just watched from afar, and he did not take it seriously.

Now, I understand the feeling.

Boom!

Several months later, two calamity clouds thousands of kilometers apart dropped thunder almost at the same time, and the two women's calamity journey began.

Jiang Ding felt a little nervous and watched silently.

As time passed, the elixir was broken and transformed into an infant, the Nascent Soul was born, the inner demon tribulation and the heavenly tribulation came one after another. There were occasional thrilling moments, but in the end, everything calmed down.

The two women survived the Nascent Soul tribulation without any danger.

Their qualifications and talents are strong enough. After experiencing many realm wars, they have obtained a large number of top-notch opportunities to form a baby. Their foundation is constantly increasing, and the possibility of problems actually occurring is very small.

Jiang Ding carefully observed their Nascent Souls and showed a look of satisfaction.

It was undoubtedly a top-grade Nascent Soul, and because it had once swallowed the Great Sun Soul Flame, the greatest treasure of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, its foundation was further enhanced, and a phantom-like divine ring appeared around the Nascent Soul.

This is not the Divine Ring of Heaven and Earth, it is just somewhat similar and has some functions.

But it is also a huge achievement, and the hope of becoming a god has increased a lot.

After all, the Great Sun Soul Flame is the supreme treasure of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, the master of the realm. It is a rare treasure that can only be condensed every three hundred years in the Great Sun Sky Pond. Successive Great Sun Sword Masters have used this item to continuously train their top subordinates, the future God-Transforming Heavenly Lords.

The two women came out of retreat and excitedly preached to the Jindan monks and shared their experiences.

Jiang Ding also listened carefully. After the two women finished their work, he appeared to congratulate them and share his Nascent Soul experience with them.

Chatted for a long time.

"Jiang Ding,"

An Siyan came out of the joy of being promoted to Nascent Soul and suddenly sighed: "I don't know if it's my illusion, but I always feel that as your realm improves, you are getting further and further away from me."

"I feel the same way."

Jin Lingfeng also said.

(End of this chapter)