Chapter 102: Dojo Closing, Rush to Buy
Chapter 102: Dojo Closing, Rush to Buy
“Divine Marquis, these three are for you.” Jiang Taixuan said lightly.
Divine Marquis Zhuge appeared without a sound. Three flashes of light later, the three Foundation Establishment Warriors were severely injured, unable to resist at all.
He dragged the three men out. Jiang Taixuan looked at them with disdain. “Come on, tell me, what guts gave you the confidence to come to my turf and try to kill me?”
The three Foundation Establishment Warriors were dumbfounded. That Dao Fruit Elder from before was at the mid-stage Dao Fruit level!
Wasn’t it said that the Divine Devil Dojo could only handle early-stage Dao Fruit at most?
An elder at the mid-stage Dao Fruit level didn’t even make a splash and just disappeared?
Looking at the stunned trio, Jiang Taixuan crossed his legs and looked down at them. “Come on, tell me, how impressive is your Cloud Water City Mercenary Guild branch?”
The three snapped out of it and shouted fiercely, “Release us now! Our Cloud Water Mercenary Guild has a late-stage Dao Fruit expert. If we don’t return, the guild will definitely send someone to kill you all.”
“Is Cloud Water City very wealthy?” Jiang Taixuan asked, stroking his chin.
The three were stunned. Shouldn’t you be scared?
“I asked you a question. Is Cloud Water City very wealthy?” Jiang Taixuan frowned, his eyes showing a fierce light. “What tier are 100,000 Yuan Coins in Cloud Water City?”
“Cloud Water City is extremely wealthy. 100,000 Yuan Coins wouldn’t even rank in the top one hundred there,” the three Foundation Establishment Warriors said hurriedly, glancing at Divine Marquis Zhuge.
“100,000 Yuan Coins can’t make the top one hundred?” Jiang Taixuan’s eyes lit up. He looked at the Divine Marquis. “Kill them. Throw them into the dojo.”
“You… we told you everything! Why are you still killing us?”
“If you dare kill us, the Mercenary Guild will surely avenge us!”
The three Foundation Establishment Warriors panicked and shouted, threatening loudly.
Unfortunately, Divine Marquis Zhuge didn’t care about any Mercenary Guild at all. He killed them directly and threw them into the dojo. A golden light flashed, cleaning everything up neatly.
“Late-stage Dao Fruit? Very powerful?” Jiang Taixuan scoffed dismissively. Once Li Yuanba and Wu Song came out of seclusion, they could handle any Dao Fruit.
“Cloud Water City is so rich. Looks like we should develop there later.” Jiang Taixuan thought.
The Divine Marquis went back to hanging on the tree. After killing those few, he had nothing else to do.
Jiang Taixuan walked into the dojo and glanced at his private little treasury. He was utterly confused. “System, did you make a mistake? We just killed four. Surely some of the things on them should be split with me, right? You only gave me two Yuan Coins?”
That Dao Fruit Martial Artist bought 190,000 worth of stuff. They definitely had money left.
The three Foundation Establishment Warriors probably had tens of thousands too. Logically, he should get at least a little share. But his Yuan Coins only increased by two.
“Ding. Host, you get a one percent commission on business. Giving you anything for killing and looting is out of kindness,” the System sneered.
“…”
I knew it! The System is a scam!
Jiang Taixuan sighed. The four from the Mercenary Guild basically delivered treasure to the System. Luckily, that guy bought something before dying, giving him some commission.
Soon, more Martial Artists arrived to buy things.
Each person usually bought one Martial Arts Technique, but Innate Spiritual Energy and God-Demon Pills were different. The more of those, the better. You could never have enough.
Especially Innate Spiritual Energy. It improved Primordial Energy quality, an irresistible temptation for any Martial Artist.
Don’t think Innate Spiritual Energy was cheap. Precisely because of that, many bought several portions at once. It could improve both Primordial Energy quality and cultivation level. Naturally, the more, the better.
For several days in a row, Jiang Taixuan’s business was extremely busy. The place was almost bustling from morning till night, without a moment’s rest.
On this day, Jiang Taixuan sold a few more portions of Innate Spiritual Energy and finally gathered 25,000 Yuan Coins.
“Latest news: The Divine Devil Dojo will close once for adjustments and reopen at an unspecified time. If you wish to purchase goods, please come to the Divine Devil Dojo before midnight.”
Jiang Taixuan posted this on the Celestial Network.
He didn’t know how long his breakthrough this time would take. Without him there to retrieve the goods, no one could take them out. To avoid being disturbed, he had to announce it first.
“Field Master, the Divine Devil Dojo is closing? Why?”
The cultivators of Clear Moon City went crazy. The Divine Devil Dojo was their hope. If it closed, where would they buy from?
“Field Master, did you run into trouble? Whatever trouble it is, tell us. We’ll pool money and people for you.” Wang Yuan panicked.
He could sit in the City Lord position largely thanks to the Divine Devil Dojo. He was still counting on it. If the Divine Devil Dojo closed, how would he progress in the future?
“Ahem, everyone, this time it’s because the dojo needs adjustments to add new goods. Don’t worry, it will only close for a few days at most before reopening,” Jiang Taixuan said.
“Adding new goods? May I ask, Field Master, what new goods will be added?” Everyone focused on this.
At this moment, everyone from Clear Moon City to outsiders paid attention to the Divine Devil Dojo.
The goods at the Divine Devil Dojo were already magical enough. Now they were adding new ones? How could they add more?
“You’ll know when the dojo reopens. Alright, hurry up and buy if you want goods. As for the exact reopening time, I can’t guarantee it,” Jiang Taixuan said.
Who knew how long his closed-door breakthrough would take? Maybe just a day, maybe several days.
As for the new goods, he truly didn’t know. The System just sent a prompt: after breaking through to Foundation Building, new goods would be added, but it didn’t say what.
Instantly, everyone in Clear Moon City with some money moved, rushing madly to the Divine Devil Dojo.
As Jiang Taixuan expected, these people came not long after, buying Innate Spiritual Energy and God-Demon Pills.
As for Divine Blood Pills, fewer were sold because bloodline geniuses rarely appeared. And generally, if one appeared, they went to higher-level cities to make their name, not staying here.
Until midnight, Jiang Taixuan saw off the last customer and planned to close. Then Xu Changkong and Yang Ziling arrived.
“Young man, don’t you have dishes to wash today?” Jiang Taixuan asked, surprised.
Xu Changkong wasn’t embarrassed. Instead, he looked grateful. “The tavern owner treated me very well. This time, he lent me 5,000 Yuan Coins to buy Innate Spiritual Energy.”
Lent to you? That’s treating you well? Young man, the debt you owe is almost impossible to pay back. You’ll be tied to the Clear Moon Tavern for a lifetime. Jiang Taixuan was speechless inside.
Yang Ziling looked anxious. “Field Master, can the dojo reopen in five days?”
“That’s hard to guarantee,” Jiang Taixuan said.
“I see. Then I’d like to book in advance. 20,000 Yuan Coins. In five days, Divine Marquis Zhuge and Li Guang will take action for me once. Is that okay?” Yang Ziling asked.
“It is,” Jiang Taixuan said.
“Thank you, Field Master. Here are 20,000 Yuan Coins.” Yang Ziling quickly took out her money bag.
Xu Changkong bought his Innate Spiritual Energy and left too. His dishes weren’t finished.
Wang Mingming also came and bought Innate Spiritual Energy. Liu Zheng and others bought some too. Now basically everyone who could had bought. In this short time, he made another 5,000 Yuan Coins.
“Alright. Now it’s time for my breakthrough.” Jiang Taixuan bought ten strands of Innate Spiritual Energy.
He closed the dojo door. Without Jiang Taixuan personally opening it, no one could open it. Breaking through inside the dojo was safe. No need to worry about being disturbed.
He instructed Li Guang and the Divine Marquis to find Yang Ziling in five days. After handling that, he finally sat down cross-legged and began refining the Innate Spiritual Energy.