Chapter 114: Screw Seclusion!

Fang Family Mansion.

Fang Jin rushed back at high speed and barged directly into the Ancestor’s seclusion courtyard.

“Young Master Jin, the Ancestor is in seclusion and must not be disturbed,” a Foundation Establishment Warrior stopped him in front of the courtyard.

“Step aside, I need to see Great-Grandfather,” Fang Jin snorted coldly and stated directly, “This concerns the prosperity of our Fang Family. Can you bear the responsibility?”

“Concerns the prosperity of the Fang Family? Young Master Jin, if it’s such a major matter, why would you be the one coming?” the Foundation Establishment Warrior said coldly.

“Only I know about this for now. Get out of the way quickly. If there’s any delay and something happens to our Fang Family, you can’t afford the consequences,” Fang Jin snorted again and forced his way in.

The Foundation Establishment Warrior frowned slightly. He wanted to stop him, but he was worried it might truly be a major issue. He could only watch helplessly as Fang Jin barged in.

He was just a guard of the Fang Family. Although he had the Fang Family Ancestor’s order, what Fang Jin said sounded too frightening. If the Fang Family really suffered an irreparable loss because of his delay, he couldn’t bear the blame.

Fang Jin rushed all the way into the courtyard and pushed open the door to the secret chamber.

“Little Jin, why are you so reckless?” An old man suddenly appeared in front of the secret chamber door, blocking Fang Jin who was about to step in. He looked very displeased.

“Great-Grandfather, great news,” Fang Jin quickly spoke up. He knew that if he didn’t give an explanation, his grandfather would surely make him regret it.

“Great news? Did you… get into a sect? Tell me quickly, which sect? Is it the Azure Mystery Sect, ranked second?” The displeasure on the Fang Family Ancestor’s face vanished instantly, replaced by joy and relief. “Excellent. This way, we won’t have to fear the other top families anymore. We’ll have a powerful backer.”

“Great-Grandfather, not that,” Fang Jin hurriedly explained. “I don’t plan to join a sect.”

“You got eliminated again?” The Ancestor’s face darkened, showing a look of frustrated disappointment. “We spent so many resources cultivating you since childhood, pushing you to the Innate Realm. Why can’t you live up to expectations?”

Fang Jin felt awkward. He cleared his throat and said, “Great-Grandfather, I didn’t want to go, I wasn’t eliminated. Actually, with my current…”

“Little Jin, it’s Great-Grandfather who put too much pressure on you. I understand your talent… sigh,” the Fang Family Ancestor sighed, his expression downcast.

“Great-Grandfather…”

“Little Jin, in the future…”

“Great-Grandfather, you’re getting off topic,” Fang Jin facepalmed. I came here to tell you to buy something, could you please stop talking so much?

“Off topic?” The Fang Family Ancestor was slightly taken aback, a flash of realization crossing his face. “What great news did you mention just now?”

“Great-Grandfather, come on, get on the Celestial Network,” Fang Jin said, about to pull up the Celestial Network.

“Are you looking for more Spiritual Herbs on the Celestial Network again? I’m telling you, everything on the Celestial Network is fake. If people had such good stuff, they’d use it themselves, why would they sell it to you?” The Fang Family Ancestor advised earnestly, “Focusing on seclusion and martial practice is the true path of a Martial Artist. Don’t be unrealistic.”

“Great-Grandfather, can you just take a look first?” The corner of Fang Jin’s mouth twitched. If the person before him wasn’t his grandfather, the Fang Family Ancestor, he would have definitely slapped him to make him shut up.

The Fang Family Ancestor glared at Fang Jin, watching him pull up the Celestial Network, click on the trading section, and find a virtual shop in the farthest corner. “Look, Ancestor, screw seclusion! Just buy Realm Insights!”

“Realm Insights?” The Fang Family Ancestor frowned, looking at Fang Jin with a distrustful expression. “You believe this is real?”

Fang Jin nodded. “I didn’t believe before. After I bought it, I believed.”

“You bought it? You bought something that shouldn’t even exist?” The Fang Family Ancestor looked furious. “You wasteful brat.”

“Great-Grandfather, you…”

“Don’t call me Great-Grandfather, call me Ancestor!” The Fang Family Ancestor snorted coldly, full of anger. “How did our Fang Family end up with a fool like you?”

Fool…

Fang Jin took a deep breath, his eyes almost blazing with fire. “Ancestor, if you don’t believe me, you can check. My physical constitution is completely different from before now. It’s because I bought something from the Divine Devil Dojo. Moreover, I’ve comprehended the Foundation Building realm!”

The Fang Family Ancestor frowned slightly. Although he didn’t believe it, he still reached out, sending a wisp of Primordial Energy into Fang Jin to examine him.

“Hmm?” The next moment, the Fang Family Ancestor’s expression changed.

Fang Jin’s talent was only average. He reached the Innate Realm because of resources piled on him since childhood. That was also why he hadn’t joined a sect yet—because sects didn’t want him.

Now, Fang Jin’s talent had changed. Forget joining a sect, probably even the Five Great Sects would fight to recruit him, and directly into the inner sect at that!

“Ancestor, other families know about this now. If they buy Dao Fruits, Divine Power Conceptual Realms, there will be no place for us in Cloud Water City anymore,” Fang Jin said urgently, looking at the Ancestor whose expression kept shifting.

“Why didn’t you say so earlier!” The Fang Family Ancestor exclaimed loudly and immediately said, “Buy! Buy them for this Ancestor!”

“Buy what?” Fang Jin was stunned. Was the Ancestor overreacting a bit?

“Buy Dao Fruit Insights! I’ll go get the money now. And whatever you used to change your talent, buy that too!” The Fang Family Ancestor shouted. “Our Fang Family doesn’t lack money, we lack strength!”

…

Outside Cloud Water City, at the Gods and Demons Branch Dojo.

Jiang Taixuan got down from his hammock and looked at the returning Innate Martial Artists. He sighed lightly, “How did the flyer distribution go this time?”

“They were handed out very quickly. In the end, many Martial Artists didn’t get one,” an Innate Martial Artist said.

“Mine were all handed out too, but there were too many forces outside the city. We only covered part of them before we ran out of flyers,” Zhao Ming spoke up.

“Then why aren’t you guys going to buy paper, rewrite the flyers, and go distribute them?” Jiang Taixuan pouted.

“Field Master, can you not be so heartless?” Zhao Ming couldn’t stay calm. “We help you promote, we help you hand out flyers, and now we have to buy the paper ourselves, write them, and hand them out? So you provide nothing, we hand out flyers for you for free, and even give you ten percent on top?”

The other Innate Martial Artists also looked depressed. They knew Jiang Taixuan was ruthless, but only today did they realize he was ruthless to this degree.

You want to promote the Divine Devil Dojo, we help you hand out flyers. Before, you at least provided the flyers. Now, we have to pay for the flyer paper and the writing too?

Jiang Taixuan remained calm. “Gentlemen, just imagine the future. We’re just starting out. There’s always investment involved. Don’t understand investment? Fine, in short, do you want to do this or not?”

Innate Martial Artists: “…We want to do it.”

They had already come this far. They had even advertised the Wind-Swift Express Company. How could they give up now?

At least they could imagine the future to numb themselves a bit.

“Ding, Godfiend Taoist Patriarch, you have an order. Will you accept it?”

Another order came through the Celestial Network. Jiang Taixuan quickly pulled it up. It was Peerless Young Master placing an order again. He decisively rejected it.

“One Dao Fruit Insight, one God-Demon Pill? Due to the valuable goods, delivery fee is two Yuan Coins, delivery in one hour,” Jiang Taixuan replied, then looked at Zhao Ming and the others. “This time the fee is two Yuan Coins. Same place as before. Who will go?”

“I’ll go, I’ll go,” Zhao Ming quickly said. “I’m familiar with it.”

“Good, you go then. Go and come back quickly,” Jiang Taixuan said, putting the two items into a box.

The other Innate Martial Artists looked displeased. More effort meant more share. Jiang Taixuan assigning Zhao Ming twice in a row had already made them unhappy.