Chapter 26: Extend Life by One Year, Earn a Hundred Million

“Master, we have arrived.”

Suddenly, with a loud thud!

The entire Su family—Su Qingyi, Su Qingsheng, and Su Haoran—knelt before Chu Xiaoyu as soon as they saw him. Their demeanor was reverent, earnest, respectful—even awed, as if worshipping a celestial deity.

They could not help but maintain a deep sense of awe toward Chu Xiaoyu. His spectral departure that day had left their family profoundly shaken. Such a terrifying exit, a beam of ghostly light, was impossible for mere mortals. With skills like those, the master must surely be a heavenly being.

There was no doubt.

“Thanks to your healing, Master, my father survived. Now, the three-month deadline is nearly up, and my father feels his health is deteriorating rapidly. His condition is dire.”

“Please, Master, save my father!”

“Please, Master, save my grandfather!”

Su Qingyi and Su Haoran kept bowing in supplication.

Sun Wukong, watching curiously from the side, muttered to himself: Heh, truly worthy of being our ancestral patriarch. Look closely—see how mortals kneel in awe before him, their reverence as clear as day and night.

At this moment, Sun Wukong felt even greater admiration for Chu Xiaoyu, the “Immortal Lord” and their venerable ancestor.

While the family knelt before him, Chu Xiaoyu silently calculated Su Qingsheng’s fortune and longevity. Only 18 days, 5 hours, 13 minutes, and 5 seconds of life remained.

With barely half a month left, it was no wonder the old Su patriarch’s health was failing.

“Rise and speak,” Chu Xiaoyu instructed.

The three rose, trembling slightly.

Su Qingyi quickly said, “Master, last time you saved my father, we didn’t have a chance to thank you properly. We sincerely apologize.”

“Master, could you examine my grandfather now?” Su Haoran pleaded.

Chu Xiaoyu smiled gently and refused, “No need for another diagnosis. Eighteen days—Su Qingsheng has only eighteen days of life left.”

“Ah… Eighteen days? Please, Master, save him!”

As Su Qingyi prepared to kneel again, Chu Xiaoyu stopped her. “Miss Su, I can extend your father’s life by one year. Of course, the price…”

“Master, the cost is no concern. The Su family has plenty of money,” Su Qingyi replied urgently. “As long as you can save my father, money is not an issue.”

The Su family truly lived up to their reputation as the foremost aristocratic house—wealthy and bold in speech. Spending money to prolong life was nothing unusual for the rich.

Previously, the great Macao gambling king, Fang Bozhong, spent a million for a longevity injection, but it only extended his life for a year or so.

The saying goes, “Money can make the devil work,” and it was absolutely true.

The Su family’s generosity played right into Chu Xiaoyu’s hands.

Meanwhile, Sun Wukong, watching the spectacle, was astonished. Ever since learning the seventy-two transformations from Grandmaster Bodhi, Sun Wukong had believed himself invincible. Yet he knew that before his ancestral master, he was nothing.

Just look—his ancestor could grant more life simply by speaking. Could he do that?

No!

Sun Wukong continued to watch.

Su Qingsheng, trembling, asked, “Ma… Master, can you really give me another year of life?”

Last time, he narrowly escaped death thanks to Chu Xiaoyu’s intervention, never even reaching the operating table. Afterwards, he only heard his family mention the ‘Master,’ never expecting the savior to be such a young man.

“Father, don’t doubt the Master’s words. If he says he can save you, he will. Master, forgive my father…” Su Qingyi apologized.

Chu Xiaoyu smiled serenely. “It’s alright. If I say I can, then I can.”

He snapped his fingers.

Instantly, the air shifted dramatically. Everything around them froze, and the world fell silent.

Once the divine realm was opened, nearly everything in heaven and earth was under Chu Xiaoyu’s control.

Give me a lever, and I could move the earth.

“Ah… Master, why has everything around us stopped?” Such terrifying powers—only a celestial being could possess such skills.

The Su family trembled anew at Chu Xiaoyu’s display.

The Master’s abilities could not be doubted.

“Immortal Lord, did you stop time? The silence is fascinating. Immortal Lord, can your disciple learn this celestial art too?” Sun Wukong couldn’t resist joining in.

“Wukong, don’t make trouble. I’m busy,” Chu Xiaoyu replied.

‘Immortal Lord’? ‘Wukong’? Such grand titles.

The Su family’s awe grew even deeper.

Chu Xiaoyu spoke slowly, “Miss Su, let me be frank—if I extend your father’s life by six months, the fee is fifty million; one year is one hundred million. If you accept…”

“Master, that’s not a problem. Even a hundred million, or ten billion, would be fine—so long as you keep my father safe and well, I will agree to anything.”

Spending money to prolong life was not unusual.

The wealthy had their own ways, and the poor their own survival.

If money could solve a problem, then it was not a problem at all.

“Excellent. If you have no objections, the contract can be formed.”

With only eighteen days left, it was but a blink of an eye.

Chu Xiaoyu slowed Su Qingsheng’s biological clock by ten thousand times, increasing his lifespan to one year, eighteen days, three minutes, and forty-eight seconds.

It took only a snap of the fingers.

Then an astonishing scene unfolded.

Su Qingsheng’s white hair at his temples suddenly turned black.

A year of new life, and even his gray hair became black.

Such a method of prolonging life was unrivaled.

Su Qingsheng instantly felt as if a surge of energy filled his body—a marvelous sensation that restored his vitality.

“Master, thank you!” Su Qingsheng could not help but bow in gratitude.

Su Qingyi and Su Haoran, witnessing the transformation, were beside themselves with excitement.

The Master must truly be a celestial being.

The transfer was made quickly via mobile phone, no words needed—everything understood in silence.

The Su family departed, full of gratitude and endless thanks.

As they left, Chu Xiaoyu gave them a warning: This matter must remain secret; if it were leaked, the Su family would surely be erased from the Eastern Capital.

A kingly warning, radiating authority without anger.