Chapter 101: You’re Dead
Chapter 101: You’re Dead
“Dojo Master, yesterday, did a man and a woman come here? Following a Young Master surnamed Yun.”
Inside the dojo, Yang Ziling arrived early. Seeing no one else had come yet, she asked directly.
Jiang Taixuan nodded: “Hmm, that poor wretch surnamed Yun, kept saying he wasn’t any worse than you. Yet, in the end, he couldn’t even cough up one thousand Yuan Crystals.”
“He couldn’t produce one thousand Yuan Crystals?” Yang Ziling looked thoughtful for a moment, then said: “Dojo Master, thank you for the information. I’ll take my leave now.”
“What, not buying anything?” Jiang Taixuan felt a bit disappointed.
“I’ll come back in a couple of days. I’ll make some purchases then,” Yang Ziling replied. With that, she left directly.
Jiang Taixuan shook his head, dismissing further speculation since warriors would be showing up very soon.
“So fortunate, a sudden wave of unfamiliar warriors arrived.” Jiang Taixuan welcomed the warriors cheerfully.
Jiang Taixuan didn’t care what these warriors were here for; as long as they were here to do business, that was enough.
“Dojo Master, I want the Dao Fruit Chapter and the Divine Power Chapter.”
A cold voice rang out. Jiang Taixuan’s eyes lit up; it was that unfamiliar Innate Realm Martial Artist who had arrived yesterday after the trio including Young Master Yun had left.
“The Dao Fruit Chapter and Divine Power Chapter, one thousand one hundred Yuan Crystals,” Jiang Taixuan stated.
“Here.” The warrior was very prompt, pulling out the Yuan Crystals.
“Anything else?” Jiang Taixuan asked.
“Divine Power Qi Refining diagrams.” The Innate Martial Artist spoke again, taking out another twelve hundred Yuan Crystals. “Four strands of Innate Spiritual Energy.”
“Hmm?” Jiang Taixuan’s gaze sharpened. This person’s purchase was identical to Yang Ziling’s transaction. Could he also be a big shot? Yet judging by his attire, he seemed quite a bit below Young Master Yun and Yang Ziling.
“What? Is there a problem?” the Innate Martial Artist frowned.
“No, no,” Jiang Taixuan chuckled lightly. “Just surprised by such extravagance.” He retrieved the items and handed them over.
Once he had received the goods, the Innate Martial Artist turned to leave. As he reached the door, his footsteps paused suddenly. “If Yang Ziling asks, please inform her that Mu Jianyue came.”
“Mu Jianyue? Sure enough, he’s also here for Yang Ziling.” Jiang Taixuan muttered to himself. He hadn’t expected Yang Ziling’s charm to be so potent, drawing so many people here.
Mu Jianyue left. Having made his purchases, he intended to go into seclusion to enhance his strength.
After that, many more warriors arrived. This time, they bought even more than yesterday.
Much of yesterday’s purchases were likely just trials; having gained some personal experience, today they came well-stocked with Yuan Coins.
Jiang Taixuan was busy, but happy. At this rate, it wouldn’t take many days to accumulate enough Yuan Coins.
“Dojo Master, I want two strands of Innate Spiritual Energy.”
“I need two God-Demon Pills.”
“People from outside really are generous,” Jiang Taixuan mused inwardly. “It seems expanding beyond this place is necessary to make real money.” Clear Moon City was simply too small. Look how these outsiders could so easily produce such sums.
Imagine the profits if he could dominate one of the large cities!
Suppressing his inner excitement, Jiang Taixuan began fetching the requested items for the crowd.
He stayed busy until evening. After ushering out the last warrior, Jiang Taixuan lay down to rest in the dojo. Looking at his little treasury, combined with previous savings, he had nearly ten thousand Yuan Coins!
“Dojo Master, big trouble!” Liu Qingming rushed over frantically.
“Dean Liu, shouldn’t you be minding your own kindergarten? What brings you running here? Did those orphans start making money for you?” Jiang Taixuan asked hopefully.
“No, Master Jiang. Isn’t it about that Ore Vein we’re jointly developing?” Liu Qingming said with a pained expression.
“What, problems with the Ore Vein?” Jiang Taixuan inquired.
“Lately, I don’t know why, demon beasts from the Monster Beast Mountains have been rampaging outwards. It’s preventing us from transporting the ores,” Liu Qingming sighed.
“Oh, simple,” Jiang Taixuan said. “Li Guang or Divine Marquis Zhuge, who do you want to hire?”
“I wish to hire Li Guang.” Liu Qingming produced a money pouch. “This is five thousand Yuan Coins we pooled together. We hope Senior Li Guang will take action. There are quite a few beasts this time; I hope the price is acceptable.”
“Quite a few?” Jiang Taixuan frowned.
“Yes, at least ten Foundation Building Demonic Beasts, possibly more,” Liu Qingming sighed dejectedly.
“Didn’t you send anyone to investigate the cause?” Jiang Taixuan asked, puzzled.
“The City Lord said this matter is beyond our handling,” Liu Qingming replied helplessly. “He told me to get the miners out and resume development after things settle down.”
“Li Guang, five thousand Yuan Coins. Bringing those people out. Acceptable task?” Jiang Taixuan called Li Guang over.
The Qingyue Lake cleanup task was already done. Doing it again would require a new hire.
Li Guang instantly appeared before the door. “Acceptable.”
The two left. Jiang Taixuan lay down in his hammock to rest.
The night passed without incident. Early the next morning, four middle-aged warriors arrived together. Jiang Taixuan frowned slightly. Three of these four were Foundation Building Warriors, while one was unfathomable, his cultivation level impossible to discern.
Foundation Building Warriors rarely came. And someone whose level he couldn’t see was at least Foundation Building Peak, or even possibly a Dao Fruit Martial Artist!
“What can I get you four?” Whatever their cultivation level might be, customers were customers.
“Two God-Demon Pills, two Divine Blood Pills, Divine Power Martial Arts scrolls, ten strands of Innate Spiritual Energy,” the deepest cultivation one declared.
Jiang Taixuan nodded. “Total: nineteen thousand Yuan Coins.”
The warrior paid directly. He swallowed one God-Demon Pill and a strand of Innate Spiritual Energy.
An aura surpassing Foundation Building pulsed forth as he rapidly refined the pill and the Spiritual Energy. Divine light flashed in his eyes, his face filled with astonishment: “Good, good! Truly remarkable items!”
With a wave of his hand, the three Foundation Building Warriors instantly blocked the doorway, sealing off any escape route.
“What is the meaning of this?” Jiang Taixuan’s face darkened, his expression turning cold.
“Divine Devil Dojo Master Jiang Taixuan. Allow me to introduce myself. I am an Elder of the Cloud Water City Mercenary Guild branch. I’ve come solely to discuss a collaboration,” the middle-aged warrior stated indifferently.
“Collaboration? Or reckoning?” Jiang Taixuan sneered sarcastically. “What kind of ‘collaboration’ do you want?”
“Henceforth, the Divine Devil Dojo will be merged under the Mercenary Guild. It will be managed entirely by us. We will handle pricing. All items will be supplied freely to the Mercenary Guild,” the middle-aged warrior declared arrogantly.
With sufficient quantities of these things, he felt he could swiftly advance to the late stage of Dao Fruit, achieve Dao Fruit Peak, and even break through beyond Dao Fruit realm. Becoming a Divine Power Martial Artist wasn’t out of the question!
“Are you an idiot?” Jiang Taixuan laughed coldly. “Free? Who do you think you are? And letting you handle and set prices? What kind of clowns are you lot?”
Jiang Taixuan harbored no goodwill towards the Mercenary Guild. They had outright refused his initial offer for cooperation back in Cloudwater City, and later that despicable fellow emerged, concocting Blood Elixirs to boost himself.
Now, another branch shows up, straight away wanting to seize control of the Divine Devil Dojo? Did they take him for a fool?
The middle-aged warrior’s expression turned icy. “Young man, do not make a mistake that costs you your life. Your strength only holds sway within Clear Moon City! Outside here, you are nothing!”
“Since you are aware this is the territory of my Divine Devil Dojo, you still dare to act tough here? Are you seeking death?” Jiang Taixuan clasped his hands behind his back, smirking contemptuously.
“Hah! Today, this Elder will end you, then kill those other Dao Fruit masters!” The middle-aged warrior sneered. With one palm, he gathered Primeval Qi from the heavens, transforming it into a colossal palm strike that slammed towards Jiang Taixuan.
Jiang Taixuan stood proudly, glaring coldly at the middle-aged warrior. He seemed utterly unconcerned with the massive palm descending upon him. He stated plainly: “You’re dead.”
“What…!”
The middle-aged warrior started in shock, but before he could react, a golden light flashed within the dojo. The middle-aged warrior vanished. The three Foundation Building Warriors blocking the door stared in horror at the spot where the Elder had disappeared.
The Dao Fruit Elder of the Mercenary Guild… just gone?