Chapter 128: Is Making Money That Hard?
Chapter 128: Is Making Money That Hard?
While eating Demon Beast meat, Jiang Taixuan and the youth chatted idly.
The youth was named Ye Dao. His blade techniques were superb. As an Innate Realm Martial Artist, his combat power was very strong. Not even Martial Artists like Zhao Ming could last ten moves against him.
It was important to know that Martial Artists like Zhao Ming had bought the Divine-level Cultivation Method and consumed Innate Spiritual Energy. Although the amount was small, they were already beyond ordinary Innate Martial Artists.
For Ye Dao to defeat Zhao Ming in ten moves was already very impressive.
“How did you meet Xiao Tian?” Jiang Taixuan asked. He was still very curious about Xiao Tian. Which major city had he gone to?
“Brother Xiao and I also became friends through a fight. It was in the Monster Beast Mountains. I was practicing my Martial Skills when I encountered Brother Xiao hunting Demon Beasts. Seeing such a strong person like Brother Xiao, I couldn’t resist the itch and we sparred,” Ye Dao recalled their first meeting.
“Who won?” Zhao Ming quickly asked. Xiao Tian had obtained a Divine Body. Although he had just gotten it recently and couldn’t fully unleash its power, he was still very strong.
“We fought for an hour, it was a draw,” Ye Dao sighed. After a pause, he said excitedly, “Next time I have the chance, I definitely want to compete with Brother Xiao again.”
“Oh?” Jiang Taixuan’s eyebrows jumped. Ye Dao could actually fight Xiao Tian to a draw?
“Speaking of which, Brother Xiao’s physique is indeed miraculous, carrying thunder with it naturally. Such a physique is definitely a special one,” Ye Dao added.
“Didn’t Xiao Tian tell you where his physique came from?” Jiang Taixuan asked.
“No. He only said that if you want to reach the peak of the Martial Arts path and become a supreme powerhouse, you must come to the Divine Devil Dojo. So I came,” Ye Dao said. After a pause, he continued, “I really want to know, Field Master, how dare you have the confidence to say this place can cultivate supreme powerhouses?”
Jiang Taixuan looked at Ye Dao and chuckled lightly, “Did you bring money?”
“Money?” Ye Dao paused slightly. “I brought some. What do you mean, Field Master? Do I have to pay for this meal?”
“That’s good, you brought it. Come on, stop eating for now, follow me into the Dojo.” Hearing he had money, Jiang Taixuan quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks, pulling Ye Dao into the Divine Devil Dojo.
Zhao Ming and the Innate Martial Artist who cooked watched Ye Dao leave, mourning silently for him: “I think another genius is about to be scammed.”
The Innate Martial Artist nodded heavily. “Definitely.”
Inside the Divine Devil Dojo, Jiang Taixuan introduced the products to Ye Dao. Watching Ye Dao’s confused, unbelieving expression, he felt a slight satisfaction.
If you could get these just by spending money, what was the point of bitter cultivation?
“You and Xiao Tian are good friends, but Xiao Tian drew the Divine Body from me. You should understand what kind of power a Divine Body holds. In the future, the gap between you and him will only grow wider.”
Jiang Taixuan stated a fact: “Before, you could fight him to a draw. Next time you see him, you might not last ten moves under his hand!”
Ye Dao looked dazed. He hadn’t come back to his senses yet. Was there really such a place in the world?
“Looking at your strength, do you want to be invincible among the Innate Realm? The God-Demon Pill, Innate Spiritual Energy, Divine-level Cultivation Method, you deserve to have them.” Jiang Taixuan said. Before Ye Dao could recover, he added, “Want a Divine Body, Divine Artifact, Divine Blood? The Turntable can satisfy you. Of course, if you have enough money, you can buy them directly.”
Ye Dao opened his mouth slightly. His clear eyes looked at Jiang Taixuan seriously. “Field Master, what can one hundred Yuan Coins buy?”
“…One hundred Yuan Coins?” Jiang Taixuan was stunned. “Didn’t you bring money?”
“I used it on the road. Only one hundred is left.” Ye Dao touched his money pouch, somewhat embarrassed.
“You can play the Turntable. Back then, Xiao Tian took the Divine Body from the Turntable.” Jiang Taixuan took a deep breath, suppressing the impulse to smack this guy. “Gold Coin area, one thousand plays give you ten extra. You can also play the Yuan Coin area. You can play one hundred times.”
Ye Dao touched his money pouch. He thought of Xiao Tian. He thought of himself. Finally, he looked at the Turntable. Unable to resist the temptation, he decisively tossed his Yuan Coins in.
“Ding, thank you for participating.”
“Back then, Xiao Tian threw in all his Yuan Coins at once and won the prize.” Jiang Taixuan said quietly.
“Should I try that?”
Ye Dao decisively threw the remaining ninety-nine Yuan Coins all into the Yuan Coin area Turntable.
“Ding, thank you for participating.”
“Field Master…”
“Go work hard to earn money, keep trying.” Jiang Taixuan comforted him, then turned and left.
Ye Dao felt like crying but had no tears. Wasn’t it said that if you throw in everything at once, you win the prize?
Field Master, you scammer!
Continuing with the meal, Zhao Ming looked at Ye Dao’s unhappy face and winked. “Got any money left on you?”
Ye Dao’s face drooped. “None.”
“Want to earn some money?” Zhao Ming said.
“Earn money?” Ye Dao’s eyes lit up a little.
“That’s right. See my sign? Wind-Swift Express Company. You help hand out Flyers for promotion. One Flyer handed out, one Silver Coin. How about it?” Zhao Ming whispered. Before Ye Dao could respond, he continued, “Think about it. One Flyer is one Silver Coin. One hundred Flyers is one Gold Coin. Little things add up.”
Ye Dao looked at Zhao Ming as if he were an idiot. “Is earning money hard? Does it need to be so troublesome?”
Zhao Ming choked for a moment. Was earning money… easy?
Ye Dao swallowed a piece of Demon Beast meat, stood up tall, and said, “Wait. I’ll come back with money in an hour.”
After saying that, he picked up his blade and left.
“So confident? Does he have relatives here?” Zhao Ming was shocked.
Jiang Taixuan curled his lip. Ye Dao wasn’t from Cloud Water City. He hadn’t revealed specifically where he was from. But one thing Jiang Taixuan dared to be sure of was that Ye Dao did not have any rich relatives here.
…
Ye Dao left the Divine Devil Dojo alone. He went to a mountain peak familiar to him, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth. “Isn’t it just making money? Why bother with handing out Flyers and such trouble?”
With a cold laugh, Ye Dao gripped his blade and rushed forward quickly. In the blink of an eye, he reached the peak of the mountain. He stood proudly and shouted coldly, “Bandits inside, listen up! Come out and face your death immediately!”
Looking at the closed gate of the stronghold, Ye Dao’s gaze was ice-cold.
He had done this many times. Robbing bandits didn’t trouble his conscience at all. He was eliminating evil!
No response came. Instead, a foul stench wafted over, making his cold smile stiffen.
“What’s going on? Based on past experience, someone should have rushed out immediately. Why no reaction? Could it be a trap?”
“This foul smell… Did the bandits think of some dirty trick, waiting for me to go over, planning to ambush me?”
Ye Dao had traveled many places. He knew many of the shameless methods bandits used. He was on guard. With a cold laugh, he stood before the gate. I’ll just wait here today!
But… wasn’t this dirty trick a bit of killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred yourself?
This really stank!
Ye Dao covered his nose, waited a moment, but finally couldn’t hold back. He walked towards the stronghold gate: “With my strength, a bandit group led by an Innate Realm cultivator can’t keep me here anyway. I’ll just go in and look.”
Making up his mind, Ye Dao swung his blade. A blade beam cut through the air. The gate shattered instantly. The scene inside was exposed to his sight.
“What the heck, how could this be?”
Ye Dao was dumbfounded. Where were the promised bandits? Only a few charred, blackened corpses remained?
“Who killed these bandits?” Ye Dao covered his nose, quickly rushed into the stronghold, and began searching. As a result, he didn’t find even a single Copper Coin.
“No harvest here. Off to the next stronghold!”
Enduring the foul stench, he rushed out of the stronghold. Ye Dao took big breaths of air, then hurried towards the next mountain stronghold.