Chapter 134: Wait Until I Get My Delivery

“May I ask, Field Master, where is this Monster Hunters Alliance?” Zhao Ming asked eagerly, impatient to wipe them out and take over their forces.

Jiang Taixuan fell silent for a moment, then sneered coldly. “You’re asking me about such a small matter? Go find out yourself.”

“Fine, I’ll find out myself.” Although somewhat disappointed, Zhao Ming remained highly motivated. “Brothers, our chance to rise is coming.”

“Let’s go, we’ll go ask around.” The other Innate Martial Artists hurriedly stood up, not wanting to waste a single moment.

Jiang Taixuan nodded with a smile and suddenly asked, “When mercenary groups form forces, are they usually all connected?”

“No, it’s mainly teams. Each force operates on its own, and sometimes two sides even fight each other,” Zhao Ming said. After a pause, he asked curiously, “Field Master, why do you ask?”

“Nothing important.” Jiang Taixuan decisively shook his head, then said, “If you mess this up, I’ll have to choose another force for deliveries. Because your promotion methods are really poor; you haven’t sold many goods so far.”

“Don’t worry, Field Master. We will definitely win this time and shock the entire Cloud Water City at the Debate Battle,” Zhao Ming declared, thumping his chest in assurance.

“Good, then I am at ease.” Jiang Taixuan nodded satisfactorily and told them to each go about their own business.

Such a threat. When you find out that the Monster Hunters Alliance was the group that robbed you, I wonder if you’ll still back down?

No one was paying to pick a fight with the Mercenary Guild, so he couldn’t be bothered. Better to let some people spend money and effort, while also getting some promotion.

The Innate Martial Artists scurried off excitedly to gather information and find this so-called Monster Hunters Alliance.

Ye Dao’s expression was indifferent. He stroked his blade, as carefully and gently as if caressing his lover.

“Ye Dao, go and gather information quickly. This is a chance to train you,” Zhao Ming barked sternly.

Ye Dao curled his lip and slowly stood up, leaving the Divine Devil Dojo.

Zhao Ming had pretty much figured out Ye Dao’s character by now. He was a bit stubborn, determined to repay debts of gratitude, or perhaps, not the brightest.

Any normal person would never admit to some so-called ‘life-saving favor,’ much less stick around to put up flyers after Zhao Ming ran, get chased all night, and not even explode with anger.

Thus, Zhao Ming also trusted Ye Dao. He planned to follow Jiang Taixuan’s suggestion and train him some more, so Ye Dao would owe even more and couldn’t even think of running away.

Moreover, after the Debate Battle ended, their fame would soar, business would pick up, and they could earn much more money.

Jiang Taixuan watched the Innate Martial Artists leave. Only one cook stayed behind; everyone else, including Zhao Ming, went to gather information.

Preparations for the Debate Battle were underway, but many forces still didn’t know about the Divine Devil Dojo’s existence.

This was unacceptable!

For this Debate Battle, he would have Ye Dao take action, representing WindRush Express, and pull in some advertising along the way. He would make most forces in Cloud Water City aware that Ye Dao became so powerful because he used the Dojo’s products.

Years of hard training? Not allowed to mention that!

“Field Master, my father has agreed. Please send a strong expert to rescue my Ancestor,” a message came from Yu Miaozhu via the Celestial Network.

“Wait first. I’ll ask them when they have time,” Jiang Taixuan replied.

“Field Master, the Ancestor can’t wait that long,” Yu Miaozhu quickly replied. “My father is willing to pay extra.”

“Ten thousand Yuan Coins, we arrive within one hour.” Jiang Taixuan checked with two Gods and Demons and gave his reply.

“Thank you, Field Master.” It was very blackhearted, directly doubling the price, but Yu Miaozhu had no choice but to accept.

Jiang Taixuan contacted them again. “Whoever is free, have the sect disciples wait. Go to the Yu Family to help set bones and refine a God-Demon Pill.”

“Understood, Field Master,” Li Yuanba and Wu Song replied.

The two Gods and Demons didn’t care much about the nature of the task. As long as there was a task to do, that was fine.

Jiang Taixuan would squeeze out as much as he could. Renting out Gods and Demons too cheaply meant no profit, unless there was greater benefit later on.

“As for that task with the Mercenary Guild, let’s wait and see for now.” Jiang Taixuan’s expression was indifferent; he didn’t take it to heart.

It was just a branch of the Mercenary Guild. Their strongest was only at the Dao Fruit level. If there was no money to be made, he would have wiped them out with a wave of his hand.

Divine Sword Sect.

“What’s going on with the inner sect? Where are the tasks?” An inner sect disciple was utterly confused. He came to pick up a task, but what was hanging up now? A blank board?

Completely blank, not a single task!

How am I supposed to earn Contribution Points like this? How can I join the ranks of an Elite Disciple soon?

“Selling Contribution Points! Ten Yuan Coins per point, no bargaining!” Fang Jin stood at the entrance of the Mission Hall and started shouting loudly.

The inner sect disciples: “…”

“Junior Brother Fang Jin, you just entered the sect. Where did you get Contribution Points?” An inner sect disciple familiar with Fang Jin frowned.

“Junior Brother Fang Jin, although you are a genius and entered the sect exceptionally, Contribution Points aren’t something you get just for having talent. They represent service to the sect, not a test of aptitude,” another inner sect disciple said.

“If geniuses got Contribution Points, with my talent, I would have long become an Elite Disciple,” one inner sect disciple declared proudly.

“Senior Brother Liu! Senior Brother Liu is here!” The surrounding inner sect disciples immediately became excited.

“Fang Jin, is it?” Senior Brother Liu walked up to Fang Jin and said disdainfully, “After entering the sect, you need to understand what the sect is. This isn’t Cloud Water City. You can’t just get Contribution Points whenever you want.”

Fang Jin dug at his ear, looking thoroughly impatient. “Are you buying or not? Ten Yuan Coins per point. If you’re not buying, get lost. Don’t delay my business.”

The group of inner sect disciples: “…”

“Daring to speak to Senior Brother Liu like that, do you not want to stay in the sect anymore?” one inner sect disciple said coldly.

Senior Brother Liu’s face also darkened. “Daring to tell me to get lost? Kid, do you not want to live?”

Fang Jin stopped his hawking and stared coldly at Senior Brother Liu. As the famously clueless young master of Cloud Water City, he wasn’t exactly mild-tempered either. He said coldly, “What are you? Don’t interfere with my business. Leave before I get angry.”

“Fine, fine. ‘Leave before I get angry,'” Senior Brother Liu laughed angrily. Disregarding the Mission Hall, he struck out with a palm, a surge of powerful force erupting. “I’m already angry before you get angry. Everyone, together! Cripple him!”

Three nearby inner sect disciples growled and attacked simultaneously, moving to surround and kill him.

“You dare…”

Fang Jin was furious. He tried to dodge, but too many people were crowded around; he couldn’t move away. Instead, he drew his sword. Senior Brother Liu’s palm force slammed heavily onto his body.

Puh!

Primordial Energy surged, the force piercing his internal organs. A mouthful of blood sprayed out. Fang Jin was stunned. Dammit, have the decency to wait until I draw my sword before fighting!

Struck by one palm, the other two palm forces also landed simultaneously. Fang Jin was injured again.

“Hit him! Cripple him for me!” Senior Brother Liu sneered and shouted fiercely.

Hit by three palm strikes, Fang Jin immediately fell to the ground, being beaten by the three. “Field Master, I’m getting beaten up. When will my delivery arrive?”

He had ordered four strands of Innate Spiritual Energy to boost his strength, but it hadn’t arrived yet. Forget drawing his sword before fighting; even with two swords, he couldn’t possibly beat three people.

Previously, he was just built up with resources. Although he improved somewhat after taking a God-Demon Pill and used Innate Spiritual Energy to purify his Primordial Energy, he hadn’t used much. Compared to these inner sect disciples who had long been in the top sect, there was still a gap.

“Fang Jin, it’s already dispatched. It will arrive soon. I think right now, you ought to say something like, ‘Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, do not bully the young for their poverty,’ to boost your prestige,” Jiang Taixuan replied.

Fang Jin immediately replied, “Field Master, I understand. I’ll bear this beating. Wait until I get my delivery, and I’ll finish them!”