Chapter 705 Golden Words
When the last Magic Pearl appeared, it happened to be the eleventh one.
Grandpa Rogue swallowed the eleventh Magic Pearl and his whole state changed. His back straightened, his legs no longer bent, his hair turned black, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared, making him look like a young man again.
Handsome, charming, energetic, and radiant.
"Wow, honey, you look so handsome!"
"Honey, how can you look like this?"
"In that case, so many girls will want to marry you..."
All ten old ladies admired their husband like infatuated girls. They couldn't get enough of looking at him!
Rogue hugged each of his ten wives and said happily, "With all of you, I am already very satisfied. Why would I need other women? The effect of this Magic Pearl is truly incredible. Each of you looks more beautiful than before. I feel like I have married ten new wives."
The first wife, Joelia, said, "You really have a way with words. Your words are as sweet as honey, but I love to hear them."
"I love it too..." The other nine wives all smiled sweetly.
The second wife, Jolia, shyly stepped forward and asked, "Honey, do I look better now?"
Jolia, who used to be overweight, ugly, and had white hair, now looked like a young woman with a slightly plump figure, shiny black hair, and fair and smooth skin. She was completely different from before.
"You...are beautiful?" Rogue couldn't believe the drastic change in Jolia.
Jolia nodded shyly, "It's me. Actually, I wasn't ugly from birth, but my mother died early, and my father remarried. My stepmother always wanted to stay forever young, so she always experimented with various pills. Every time a new medicine came out, she would make me try it. Over time, I became fat, dark, and ugly."
"What a nonsense stepmother..."
Rogue and the other nine wives scolded Jolia's stepmother severely.
The more Rogue looked at his wives, the more he liked them. He said with satisfaction, "Ivy, Grandpa Rogue finally understands. You, this woman, not only have good luck, but your words are like gold. Whatever you say, it comes true."
Words of gold?
All ten old ladies suddenly felt the same way. It seemed to be true.
Is it really words of gold? Ivy scratched her head, feeling somewhat skeptical, but also eagerly hoping it was true.
There are still treasure chests in the space, she will try opening them another time.
Thinking this, Rogue quickly asked, "Are there any more treasure chests? Open them again, open them again and try!"
They already had the Magic Pearl, but they couldn't help but want to witness just how lucky Ivy was and whether she really possessed the ability to have words of gold.
Ivy did want to open the treasure chests, but not at this moment.
They still had important matters to attend to!
All fifty or so treasure chests will be opened tonight, and there won't be much fun after that.
A good game should be played slowly and enjoyed.
"Cough, Grandpa Rogue, it's too late today. Let's leave the treasure chests for next time! I have already given you the eleven Magic Pearls as you requested."
"Pearl, shouldn't you also abide by your promise and tell me where the souls of Beckett and the others have gone after death?"
"Oh, that's definitely something I'll tell you!" Rogue looked around like a thief, lowering his voice, and said, "This matter is a bit tricky..."
Ivy, "..."
What does this mean? Is he going to propose some conditions?
Magic Pearl has already been given.
Are they asking for underworld currency?
"I will give you some more underworld currency with Alexander later, would that be alright?" Ivy frowned slightly.
Rogue quickly waved his hand, "Dear granddaughter-in-law, look at what you're saying, how can you think so highly of us! We are not the kind of people who lack money at all!"
Not lacking money...
Not lacking money doesn't mean not loving money.
Money can make the ghost grind, who wouldn't want more money?
Ivy rolled her eyes, "Alright, tell me, how much money do you actually want, or what other conditions do you have?"
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