Chapter 138: Your Path Has Gone Astray
Chapter 138: Your Path Has Gone Astray
“Field Master, I want Innate Spiritual Energy. I want to build my foundation. I want revenge!”
On the Celestial Network, Fang Jin sent a message.
Jiang Taixuan was slightly stunned. “You want revenge? Were you beaten up again? You accepted the express delivery, but still didn’t win against your opponent?”
“Field Master, after beating the younger one, an older one showed up.” Fang Jin was nearly in tears. After receiving the express delivery, he had decisively challenged Senior Brother Liu to a fight, and of course, he had won.
But behind Senior Brother Liu, there was an Elite Disciple, and these Elite Disciples were basically all Foundation Establishment Warriors. So, Fang Jin got beaten up again.
“Based on your situation, I think you should buy a few more God-Demon Pills to make your physique better and stronger. That way, when you break through to Foundation Building, you will be a true powerhouse. Otherwise, even if you break through to Foundation Building, you still won’t be a match for them,” Jiang Taixuan said.
“Field Master, then how many pills do I need, and what kind?” Fang Jin urgently asked. He desperately needed power for his revenge right now.
“You need two more. Also, to break through to Foundation Building with your current cultivation level, I’d advise you to buy eight strands of Innate Spiritual Energy. After impacting the breakthrough, you’ll still have spiritual energy to stabilize your new realm,” Jiang Taixuan analyzed.
“Alright, I’ll follow your suggestion, Field Master. A total of sixty thousand Yuan Coins. I will pay,” Fang Jin said.
After defeating Senior Brother Liu, his Contribution Points had sold well, and their price had even increased—rising by fifteen Yuan Coins each. He almost laughed himself silly with the profit. He could easily afford these goods.
“Then I wish Young Master Fang an early breakthrough into Foundation Building, to become an Elite Disciple, and then tackle elite missions,” Jiang Taixuan said.
“Thank you, Field Master,” Fang Jin expressed his gratitude and did not reply further.
Jiang Taixuan felt tired from writing and began to enjoy some tea.
“Someone is coming,” Wu Song said plainly.
Jiang Taixuan slightly raised his head and scanned the area ahead, but no one was there.
After a moment, a figure slowly walked up. She wiped sweat from her brow, raised her head to look at Jiang Taixuan, and revealed a smile. “Field Master.”
“Oh, it’s Miss Qin Xi. Please, sit,” Jiang Taixuan extended his hand.
“Thank you, Field Master,” Qin Xi thanked him and sat down.
“Miss Qin Xi, have you come to buy something?” Jiang Taixuan asked.
Qin Xi shook her head. “No, Field Master. I came to ask a favor.”
“What is it? Given our relationship, feel free to speak,” Jiang Taixuan said generously.
Qin Xi rolled her eyes. Our relationship? I wish.
“Field Master, I have reached a period where I might soon be sold,” Qin Xi said bitterly. “The Art Pavilion has trained better art maids. If I cannot bring greater profit to the Art Pavilion, I’m afraid I won’t be able to stay any longer.”
Jiang Taixuan frowned slightly. Qin Xi had already recommended several business deals to him, and they were long-term contracts with wealthy sect disciples.
He had been hoping that in the future, Qin Xi could introduce more customers to him. If Qin Xi were sold off, she would lose contact with her previous customers, becoming a concubine or a plaything.
“First, tell me, besides playing the qin, what else can you do normally?” Jiang Taixuan pondered, having no immediate ideas.
“I can sing ballads, tell stories, play chess, and paint,” Qin Xi said.
“Ballads? What kind of songs do you sing?” Jiang Taixuan quickly asked.
Qin Xi’s face instantly flushed red. What kind of songs? That was really hard to say out loud. At the Art Pavilion, what could she sing? Naturally, songs that were seductive, songs that made people feel a burning desire to vent their feelings, which then brought business downstairs for the Art Pavilion.
Seeing Qin Xi blush, Jiang Taixuan understood. He had been an old hand at this back in the day. “Your path has gone astray.”
“Astray?” Qin Xi was taken aback, then said excitedly, “Please teach me, Field Master.”
“In this world, Martial Artists are supreme. You should sing songs that make people’s blood boil, songs that make those Martial Artists feel a deep connection, as if they were right there in the moment,” Jiang Taixuan said seriously.
“Make their blood boil? Feel a deep connection?” Qin Xi was stunned but shook her head in confusion. “I don’t know. The Art Pavilion never taught me that.”
“Ah, these recruiters… ahem, these trainers are truly useless,” Jiang Taixuan scoffed, then said lightly, “I’ll teach you. ‘One night of wind and snow, beyond the border, horse hooves tread upon the stars; swords and blades clash chaotically, a figure in red entrusts herself to the dusty wind, blood spilling on a desolate city…'”
“Field Master, what ballad is this?” Qin Xi wondered in her heart. She had never heard it before, and it even had a certain charm to it.
This song indeed suited Martial Artists, and it was also a tragic, beautiful love story.
“This ballad is called ‘Destiny’,” Jiang Taixuan said pensively. “Do you believe in destiny? Break it. Break destiny. Walk your own path.”
“Destiny!” Qin Xi murmured.
She did not want to be an art maid. She did not want to be sold. She wanted to take control of her own fate, starting with this one song, “Destiny”!
Qin Xi left, and she left in a hurry. She urgently wanted to master this “Destiny,” to sing it for those Martial Artists to hear, to sing it for those female Martial Artists to hear. The one singing ballads would no longer be the Qin Xi who sang those vulgar songs for the Martial Artists.
“What a pity,” Jiang Taixuan sighed softly.
Wu Song slightly frowned. “What’s a pity?”
“We originally wanted to train her to be a madam. But now, she can only take the pop star route first. So now, her path has been twisted by me,” Jiang Taixuan scoffed.
Qin Xi’s status and position were insufficient, and she had no money. Wanting to become the head of the Art Pavilion was impossible. Jiang Taixuan could only train her in a different direction.
Wu Song opened his mouth. He really wanted to ask what Field Master had in his head?
Actually wanting to train an unyielding, stubborn, hard-working girl into a madam? Wasn’t that too heartless? However, it wasn’t his concern, and he couldn’t be bothered.
With a light sigh, Jiang Taixuan expressed his own innocence.
“Ah, right. My free snacks have arrived. See you,” Jiang Taixuan ran into the Dojo to start collecting his free snacks.
Wu Song spat. “Field Master, when exactly are you going to switch this tea for wine?”
I, Wu Song, drink wine! I don’t like tea, you jerk!
“Make money, and I’ll get you wine. What’s the hurry?” Jiang Taixuan scoffed. He never even considered spending money to buy wine for Wu Song.
After refining the Divine Blood Pill, Jiang Taixuan’s talent improved quite a bit more, and he felt very satisfied.
“Latest news on the Celestial Network: The Express Delivery Company has entered the Demon Slaying Group’s blacklist. The Demon Slaying Group spread the message: People from WindRush Express, kneel and surrender, return the items, and you may be spared.”
Jiang Taixuan opened the Celestial Network, a cold sneer curling at the corner of his mouth. The long-silent Celestial Network actually had new news.
He opened the post. The people from WindRush Express had not replied, clearly unaware of this matter. Otherwise, with Zhao Ming’s temper, he would have cursed back long ago.
“Demon Slaying Group? What kind of force is this?” Jiang Taixuan wondered inwardly. He walked out of the Dojo. Li Yuanba had already returned.
Zhao Ming and the others were still in the Monster Hunters Alliance’s territory, gathering resources.
Jiang Taixuan thought for a moment, then asked Fang Jin and the others for information about the Demon Slaying Group.
“Field Master, the Demon Slaying Group is an extremely large mercenary gang. They primarily hunt Demon Beasts. Their leader is even a Dao Fruit Martial Artist. Their force is incredibly powerful. Even my Fang Family dares not provoke them. Moreover, rumors say they are connected to the higher-ups of the Mercenary Guild,” Fang Jin replied.
“Then do you know what relationship this Demon Slaying Group has with the Monster Hunters Alliance?” Jiang Taixuan inquired.
“The Monster Hunters Alliance is a branch of the Demon Slaying Group. The Demon Slaying Group has several such branches, mainly to make some opportunistic gains and earn money for the main group. I can’t talk more. I’m about to build my foundation,” Fang Jin said.
Connected to the higher-ups of the Mercenary Guild? Jiang Taixuan murmured to himself, then calmed down again.
Having been in Cloud Water City for so long, he knew a bit. The Mercenary Guild was very powerful, not weaker than the Qingshan Sect. They occupied a lot of resources in Cloud Water City. But because of their strength, these families could only endure it.
“Ah, the arrival of my Divine Devil Dojo is to give you all a chance to resist oppression and head toward a new life,” Jiang Taixuan sighed deeply.